224: Flooding of Jinshan Temple

“Daozong.”

“The calamity of our Jinshan Temple is upon us. You will come with me to protect the people of Hang City and the monks of Jinshan Temple!”

As Fahai’s voice fell, the empty eyes of the Corpse Bone Buddha statue shot out a black light, going straight into Shi Fang’s forehead among the monks.

The next moment, Shi Fang stepped out, his appearance changing drastically; he had transformed into Xu Xian after his ordination.

“amitabha!”

Shi Fang, now in the form of Xu Xian, bowed to Fahai, and then followed him out of the main hall.

As soon as the two stepped out of the hall, dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, and large raindrops poured down with a ‘whoosh, whoosh, whoosh’.

Within the thick clouds, long black shadows seemed to churn endlessly, like Dragons or snakes.

The rain grew heavier.

Fahai lowered his brows, his eyes benevolent.

“Daozong, persuade your wife to return!”

Shi Fang stepped forward, hands clasped, and said to the black shadow in the clouds: “amitabha, Benefactress, I have entered the Buddhist monastic order. Our worldly ties are severed. You, please return!”

“You bald donkey, you think you can fool me with a fake? Do you think I’m blind?! If you don’t hand over Xu Xian, I will flood your Jinshan Temple!”

A strange voice came from the clouds.

Although it was clearly one person speaking, it sounded as if three people were speaking simultaneously, which was extremely eerie.

Fahai’s brow furrowed, and his originally benevolent face instantly became fierce and violent.

At this moment, a powerful water pillar shot out from the clouds, like a celestial river pouring down, striking towards Shi Fang.

“Fake, go to hell!”

“Audacious Prodigy, how dare you be presumptuous in front of me! Great Mighty Demonic Dragon, World-Honored Demonic Buddha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajnaparamita!”

Fahai formed a hand seal with one hand, and his white monk’s robe burst open, revealing a black Dragon-shaped tattoo.

As he activated it, the Demonic Dragon charged out from his back, piercing into the cloud-shrouded sky, and began to battle the snake demon hidden within.

He himself also leaped, soaring directly into the clouds.

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“Why did the sky suddenly turn dark?”

On the forest path, Li Tian Ce suddenly noticed that the originally clear sky was covered in dark clouds, and some giant object seemed to be churning above.

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye drew his Magic Sword, looking up at the sky with a serious expression: “Could it be that demon monk, having discovered our intention to go to Jinshan Temple to eliminate him, is now using his Demonic Spell to stop us…”

“Summoning wind and rain, the entire Hang City area is covered. Such a powerful Demonic Spell… This is not good, this demon monk wants to draw the water from West Lake to flood us!”

Suddenly, heavy rain poured down, and the West Lake in Hang City churned with giant waves, surging towards Jinshan Temple.

Such a scene prompted everyone to use their respective methods.

“Mani Mani Hum, wind, fire, thunder, lightning strike, escape…”

“Flying Sword!”

Just as Zhi Qiu Yi Ye was about to use Earth escape, Yan Chixia acted first, his Flying Swords continuously flying out from his sword scabbard, coming to everyone’s side.

“Hurry up! They are flooding you, and you are still trying to use Earth escape. If the flood pours into the ground, I wonder how you’ll swim in there!”

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye stepped onto a Flying Sword, saying somewhat awkwardly: “I primarily cultivate Talisman, and as for methods to attack demons, like this Flying Sword, I really don’t know how. For escape Spells, I only know Earth escape!”

“Then get on.” Seeing that everyone had boarded his Flying Swords, Yan Chixia immediately activated them, flying into the sky.

The flood poured down instantly, destroying the spot where they had just stood, its destructive power shocking Zhi Qiu Yi Ye.

“That was close! This flood, driven by magical power, is simply too terrifying; its destructive power increases geometrically! However, if my cultivation were higher and I learned the Rain Evasion and Water Splitting Command, I could definitely withstand it!”

“Stop talking so much, look at the sky! There seems to be something fighting up there!” Li Tian Ce reminded everyone.

Yan Chixia and Zhi Qiu Yi Ye looked up and saw an incredibly massive water pillar, like the sky itself pouring down, surging towards Jinshan Temple.

Immediately after.

A long Dragon, emanating Devilish Qi, flew out from Jinshan Temple, smashing through the water pillar and going straight into the clouds.

Dull crashing sounds exploded in the clouds, like rolling thunder, and the raindrops also took on a hint of crimson.

At this moment, Li Tian Ce, Yan Chixia, and Zhi Qiu Yi Ye only felt their eardrums ache, followed by a tidal wave of demonic sounds.

“Namo Sa Ga Li Tuo Ga Mi Nan, Namo Lu Ji San Miao Ga Duo Nan…”

They were chanting the “Shurangama Sutra,” but this scripture did not bring peace to the heart; instead, it caused irritation and splitting headaches.

Li Tian Ce and the others felt like Monkey King with the Golden Headband on, worn by Tang Monk. However, they were not the all-powerful Monkey King, and the one chanting within was not the helpless Tang Monk.

Yet, there was one person among them who was completely unaffected by this demonic sound.

Chu Mo stood in mid-air, his black monk’s robe flapping wildly in the strong wind, but his wig seemed to be welded to his head, remaining motionless and dancing with the wind.

At this moment, he suddenly spoke.

“Gentlemen, may I have a word?!”

As soon as his voice fell, the two fiercely clashing figures in the clouds simultaneously ceased their attacks.

A giant white snake head emerged from the dark clouds, covered in fresh blood, its head almost completely smashed.

On the other side, Fahai was covered in blood, with a black Demonic Dragon coiled around him, emanating sinister Devilish Qi, like a peerless Devil Head who had come to the human world from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds.

Both sides looked at Chu Mo simultaneously.

At this moment, the air seemed to solidify.

Chu Mo’s gaze swept over the heavily wounded white snake, whose eyes, however, conveyed friendliness, and he thought to himself: “Bai Lu’s body is possessed by the demonic souls of Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing. If I had arrived any later, I’m afraid… the first group member to be eliminated would have appeared!”