177: Bloodshed at the Dharma Assembly, the Martial Saint Flees

At this moment, Qian Du City, at the Water and Land Dharma Assembly.

It was truly a sea of people, with incense burning brightly.

Countless devotees knelt devoutly on the ground, murmuring prayers, prostrating themselves before the solemn golden Buddha statue on the high platform.

On the high platform, an old monk, clad in a golden kasaya, with a withered face as if he could pass away at any moment, was meditating with his eyes closed, surrounded by flowing Buddha light, exuding the demeanor of a Grandmaster.

He was one of the only three Martial Saints remaining in Little Thunderclap Temple.

Behind him stood two equally powerful Martial Venerables, like two majestic Protectors.

No one noticed.

Among the dense crowd, a youth wearing a bamboo hat and appearing slightly thin, slowly raised his head.

It was Xiao Huohuo.

He looked at the Martial Saint old monk on the high platform, a smirk of successful scheming playing on his lips.

He slowly spread his right hand.

In his palm, a lotus flower composed of five different colors, yet each emanating terrifying power, was slowly rotating.

Buddha's Angry Flame Lotus!

And it was a miniature version, compressed to the extreme by him!

“Go.”

Xiao Huohuo silently uttered a command, flicking his finger at the five-colored lotus slowly rotating in his palm.

The fire lotus left his hand silently, like an imperceptible streak of light, tearing through space and arriving in an instant.

On the high platform, the Buddhist Martial Saint, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes!

An indescribable tremor surged wildly from the depths of his Soul!

That was not an illusion!

That was… a premonition of death!

“Not good!”

Boom—!

A loud bang.

A giant five-colored mushroom cloud rose from the high platform.

It could even be described as world-destroying, and it would not be an exaggeration.

The golden Buddha statue, made of pure gold, melted the moment it touched the fire lotus.

“Pfft!”

Although the Buddhist Martial Saint reacted quickly, at the last moment, he deployed a protective Buddha light with all his Internal Energy, but he was still violently sent flying by the terrifying aftershock of the explosion!

A mouthful of golden blood spurted out in mid-air, and he crashed heavily to the ground, his golden kasaya already tattered and his Qi weak.

One move!

A Martial Saint, severely injured!

The entire Dharma Assembly site instantly fell into a deathly silence, everyone staring blankly at the high platform that had turned into ruins.

Then came the clamor.

“What happened?!”

“What’s going on?!”

“Interesting.”

“Assassin!”

Just as the scene descended into chaos, a furious roar filled with endless killing intent exploded in everyone’s ears!

“Kill!”

Xiao Huohuo, Ling Ke'er, Yang Yi, and Nanny no longer concealed themselves, their terrifying auras erupting, like four arrows released from a bow, they charged towards the severely injured Buddhist Martial Saint.

Their objective was clear.

Strike while he is down, take his life!

“Protect Junior Martial Uncle!”

The two Martial Venerables who had been standing behind the Martial Saint finally reacted at this moment, and without thinking, they moved to intervene.

But, what greeted them was Nanny's already ravenous… giant hammer!

“Get lost!”

Nanny shouted in a childish voice, her small figure swooping down from mid-air, the giant hammer in her hand, carrying a terrifying might capable of splitting mountains and cracking stones, smashed down directly!

The two Martial Venerables' expressions drastically changed, and they prepared to block.

But, at the moment they were in a Divided Soul state.

A profound iron heavy ruler descended with supreme power.

“Puchi!”

A soft sound.

One of the Martial Venerables, unable to dodge in time, had his body cut in half by the large ruler!

Xiao Huohuo was using the Nine Flames Nine Transformations, a ruler technique he himself had comprehended.

“Junior Brother!”

The remaining Martial Venerable let out a mournful cry upon seeing this.

But he no longer had the chance to avenge his companion.

Because Xiao Huohuo's ruler, Nanny's hammer, and Ling Ke'er's sword had already landed squarely on his chest.

“Bang!”

With a muffled thud, the Martial Venerable's body was directly struck, his sternum collapsed, and he died on the spot.

In just a short span of a dozen breaths, two Martial Venerable powerhouses had all fallen!

“You brats! You seek death!”

The severely injured Buddhist Martial Saint, seeing this, let out a roar filled with endless rage.

He forcibly suppressed his internal injuries.

“Little thieves! How dare you!”

A terrifying power far exceeding that of a Martial Venerable permeated the entire scene.

Everyone's faces began to sweat.

The Martial Saint struck out with a palm, and the air of the entire Dharma Assembly site seemed to be sucked out and twisted, transforming into an invisible giant palm, pressing down on the several people, clearly intending to suppress and kill all four with one move.

“All together!”

Xiao Huohuo let out a low roar, and together with Ling Ke'er and Nanny, they attacked simultaneously, bravely meeting the assault.

Boom!

The four figures instantly engaged in battle!

Fist winds howled, Sword Qi crisscrossed!

...

In the shadows, Lu Yuchen was chatting with the System in his mind.

[Ding! Host, aren't you going to help?]

“Help my ass.” Lu Yuchen curled his lips, “A towering tree cannot grow in a greenhouse. Let them make trouble themselves.”

Not far away, in another corner.

Xuanzang, who had already blended into the crowd, looked at the several people fighting, his eyes now filled with confusion.

“Who exactly are these people? Why do they not have any Internal Energy fluctuations on them?”

Just as he was in doubt, his pupils suddenly contracted!

He saw it!

On Xiao Huohuo’s fist, within Ling Ke'er’s Sword Qi, and on Nanny’s giant hammer, there was a power that originated from the same source as his own…

Magic power!

This… How is this possible?!

Besides himself, in this world, there were actually others who cultivated the Immortal Dao?!

...

On the battlefield, the situation was critical!

That Buddhist Martial Saint was, after all, a Martial Saint!

Even severely injured, his strength was still terrifying to the extreme!

Xiao Huohuo, Ling Ke'er, and Nanny, combining forces, were gradually falling into a disadvantage!

“Pfft!”

Xiao Huohuo was careless and was struck in the chest by the Martial Saint's palm, sending him flying backward, a mouthful of fresh blood spurting out.

Just as the Martial Saint was preparing to press his advantage and kill Xiao Huohuo on the spot!

A brilliant starlight, without any warning, shot out from behind him.

Fast!

Too fast!

There was simply no time to react!

Star River Sword!

Yang Yi had made his move!

“Not good!”

The Martial Saint suddenly sensed the aura of death, and without thinking, he tried to retreat.

But it was too late.

“Puchi!”

A soft sound.

The starlight heavily pierced his back.

Even with his Martial Saint body, he was still sent reeling by this sword, his Qi and blood churning, staggering forward dozens of steps in a disheveled manner, a sweet taste in his throat, and he once again spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.

He dared not linger any longer, and directly burned his Divine Soul and essence blood, transforming into a streak of light, fleeing madly towards the horizon without looking back!

A Martial Saint, fled?

Holy cow, a Martial Saint ran away?!

And the last Martial Venerable, who was not on the list and had still wanted to help, seeing this scene, was already scared out of his wits, how could he still have any Battle Intent?

As soon as he turned around, he was beheaded by Xiao Huohuo, who had been waiting for a long time, with a single ruler strike.

At this point, within Qian Du City, the high-end combat power of the Buddhist sect was completely annihilated!

The plan was a complete success!