436: Chapter 436 Physical Salvation! Under the Vajra, all beings are equal!

The three Quasi-Emperor Dao Protectors were dead. A bone-chilling thunderclap seemed to strike the hearts of all the Baoguang Realm Disciples.

That sudden, piercing chill instantly extinguished all the fires ignited by greed, replaced by a fear rooted deep within their Souls.

Their faces were filled with horror, their hands holding Magic Treasures trembled uncontrollably, and some even had their teeth chattering with a faint grinding sound. They looked at Jian Buping, who held an Imperial Weapon and whose white clothes were stained with blood, their eyes full of despair.

How could they even fight this battle?

The two sides were simply not on the same level!

Their own three strongest Quasi-Emperors, raised with countless resources from the Baoguang Realm, had been instantly killed by a single sword strike without even letting out a wail.

If this group of Great Saint Realm Disciples rushed forward, wouldn't they just be throwing their lives away?

They would only add more blood to the opponent's Imperial Weapon and add to his ferocious reputation!

For a moment, the morale of the Baoguang Realm team was in total chaos.

The previous arrogant Aura was gone; some had even begun to quietly retreat, wanting to slip away.

The Evil Qi within Duanhun Valley seemed to sense their cowardice and became even heavier, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Right then, a Buddhist chant filled with peace and compassion rang out in everyone's ears, instantly washing away some of the pervasive scent of blood.

“amitabha.”

The delicate-featured, seemingly harmless little monk who had been standing behind Su Chen slowly stepped forward.

He wore the jinlan kasa, which radiated Buddhist light. Its gold threads flowed and its Seven-Colored Sarira shone brightly, forcibly dispelling much of the gloomy Evil Qi of Duanhun Valley. He looked as if he were the Dominator of this world.

In his hand, he carried that gold-shining, awe-inspiring Vajra Pestle for Subduing Demons.

With a gentle smile of compassion for the world on his face, he walked step by step over the bloodstains on the ground, yet lotuses bloomed with every step, leaving him untainted by a speck of dust.

“Dear benefactors, the sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and find the shore.”

His voice was not very loud, yet it was filled with a strange charisma that slowly flowed into people's hearts.

“Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.”

He bowed slightly, his hands pressed together, his expression sincere: “As long as you benefactors are willing to take refuge in my Buddha, this poor monk can guarantee that the past will be forgotten.”

His words caused a stir in the hearts of those Baoguang Realm Disciples who were already considering retreat.

Some even loosened their grip on their sabers and swords, seemingly contemplating whether they should truly let go of everything and seek the tranquility within this Buddhist light.

However, before they could figure it out, Jin Buhuan's roar, filled with tyranny and madness, rang out piercingly once more, shattering the momentary peace of the Buddhist light!

“What the fuck are you all dazing around for?!”

Jin Buhuan was like a madman, his eyes bloodshot, his venomous gaze fixed tightly on Monk Jiese as if he were about to spit fire.

“Go! Kill him! Kill that bald donkey! If anyone dares to take a step back, don't blame me, Jin Buhuan, for not honoring our shared origins!”

His voice was full of killing intent, carrying the despair of the dead and the fear of those clinging to life.

Under Jin Buhuan's blood-soaked threats, the wavering hearts of the Baoguang Realm Disciples were instantly covered by icy fear, and they could only bite the bullet and raise their Magic Treasures again.

Though they were afraid, they were even more afraid of offending Jin Buhuan, the Divine Son of the Baoguang Realm. After all, the monk can run, but the temple can't.

They turned their targets toward the little monk who seemed to be the easiest to bully.

“Kill!”

Dozens of colorful Cultivation Techniques poured down like a violent storm toward the monk Monk Jiese, carrying the power to split mountains and sever peaks!

The surging energy fluctuations wove into a giant web of destruction, nearly leveling the entire Duanhun Valley, while even the air let out an overburdened wail!

However, facing this landslide and tsunami of an attack, the monk Monk Jiese didn't even lift an eyelid.

He just stood there quietly, hands pressed together, silently chanting scriptures.

He allowed those attacks, which were enough to tear apart a Great Sage Peak powerhouse, to fall entirely upon him and vanish into nothingness.

“Rumble—!”

The deafening explosion resounded through the entire valley, echoing between the cliff walls.

The energy storm swept out, scraping a thick layer off the ground. Dust obscured the sun and sand flew everywhere; the scene was one of world-ending destruction.

However, as the dust gradually settled, a scene that made the scalps of all the Baoguang Realm Disciples tingle with terror was revealed before them.

The little monk still stood there perfectly safe, motionless.

The gold-shining jinlan kasa on his body didn't even have a single wrinkle, nor did a single spark fly from it.

As the Buddhist light flowed, it seemed to neutralize all attacks into nothingness. To him, that world-destroying impact just now was like a negligible breeze; he hadn't moved an inch.

“This... how is this possible?!”

Everyone was stunned, completely frozen in place. They looked at the unharmed little monk, their eyes full of disbelief and extreme fear of an unknown power.

What kind of monster is this?! His defensive power is actually this perverted?!

He’s simply a humanoid Imperial Weapon—invulnerable to blades and immune to all magic!

After tanking that wave of focused fire, the monk Monk Jiese slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at those Baoguang Realm Disciples who were already dumbstruck and pale-faced, and the compassionate smile on his face slowly faded.

That smile now seemed to have an extra layer of thought-provoking depth.

It was replaced by pity and a sense of helplessness toward these stubborn people.

“amitabha.”

He announced the Buddhist name again, but his voice now had more of a metallic ring to it.

“It seems you benefactors have very deep obsessions and can no longer listen to this poor monk's advice.” He shook his head slightly, a flash of regret in his eyes.

“Since that is the case...”

His gaze suddenly sharpened, the fire of a Guardian Vajra ignited in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved into a look of decisiveness and ruthlessness that was completely inconsistent with his gentle appearance.

“Then this poor monk has no choice but to use another method to grant you all salvation.”

The moment his words fell, a brilliantly radiant golden Buddhist light erupted from his small frame.

The Buddhist light illuminated the entire Duanhun Valley as his whole body burst with golden light!

Golden Body fully activated!

The Vajra Pestle for Subduing Demons in his hand shone brightly, golden clouds flowing over it, and the engraved subduing runes emitted a piercing divine light!

A terrifying power, supremely masculine and pure, capable of purifying all the world's demons, exploded forth, making the space hum and vibrate!

“Take this!”

Monk Jiese roared, his voice like a thunderclap, his Aura staggering.

“Mighty Heavenly Dragon!”

He turned into a bolt of golden lightning, instantly charging into the group of Baoguang Realm Disciples who were already scared witless and had almost lost their will to resist!

He swung the Vajra Pestle for Subduing Demons; he was unstoppable!

While chanting scriptures, he began to crazily bash people!

“Bang!”

“amitabha. Benefactor, is your head harder, or is this monk's pestle harder?” A Great Saint Realm powerhouse didn't even have time to scream before his head was smashed to pieces by the Vajra Pestle. Red and white matter mixed with Evil Qi splattered across the ground, stinking and foul!

“Bang!”

“Physical salvation is the most lethal!” Another Great Saint Realm powerhouse was sent flying by a single strike. His body twisted in mid-air, his ribs shattered inch by inch, and he sprayed blood from his mouth as his life and Dao were extinguished!

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The scene instantly turned into a one-sided massacre!

The monk Monk Jiese was unstoppable.

Every time his gold-shining Vajra Pestle for Subduing Demons fell, it took a life. Severed limbs and broken arms flew, flesh and blood scattered, and screams rose one after another!

The attacks from the Baoguang Realm Disciples didn't even count as tickling when they hit him. Instead, they were shocked by the counter-force from his kasa until their hands and feet were numb and their Dao Hearts trembled.

Meanwhile, his attacks wounded if they grazed and killed if they touched; they had no power to fight back at all!

This was simply a complete and utter bloody crushing, a meat grinder of flesh and blood under the radiance of Buddhist light!

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the three master and Disciples of Hua Nongying finally moved.

They didn't charge in to clash head-on like the monk Monk Jiese; instead, their figures blurred.

Clad in top-tier Immortal Neon Feather Robes that shimmered with flowing light, they instantly vanished from their spots, leaving behind only a faint fragrant breeze.

The next second.

A strange fragrance filled with extreme charm instantly permeated the entire battlefield.

The fragrance was mixed with blood and death, yet it carried a fatal temptation.

The Baoguang Realm Disciples, who were already in a trance, had their eyes become misty the moment they smelled that fragrance. Their original fear and despair were replaced by illusions.

They saw the scenes they desired most in their hearts.

Some saw mountains of Spirit Stones and Magic Treasures, imagining they had become rich overnight.

Some saw peerless beauties looking at them with deep affection, being obedient in every way.

They all showed obsessed and eerie smiles. Their sabers and swords were no longer swung at the enemy; instead, they began to unconsciously, and even with satisfied smiles, hack at the 'illusions' beside them.

They cut down their companions without even realizing it, even thinking they were embracing a beauty or picking up a mountain of treasure!

The entire battlefield turned into a total mess!

Mutual slaughter, utter chaos, and rivers of blood!

Jin Buhuan looked at the chaotic scene before him.

His subordinates were being slaughtered, charmed, and torn apart.

His teetering Dao Heart finally shattered completely at this moment. All his pride and all his dignity vanished into nothingness in this scene of blood and fire.

He was afraid.

He was truly afraid.

He turned around, wanting to run!