Tianjue, who was entangled in a fight with Lian Hongshang, couldn’t help but darken her expression upon hearing the Limp Taoist’s words.
Being a Divine Level Late Stage powerhouse, she far surpassed Lian Hongshang in terms of cultivation. Their prolonged deadlock was due to her intention to conserve strength and watch the tigers fight from the mountain.
However, it now seemed that Immortal Master Li’s strength far exceeded their expectations. In only a few exchanges, they had already lost one on their side, completely falling into a disadvantage. If the stalemate continued, defeat was merely a matter of time.
Seeing Tianjue slightly distracted, Lian Hongshang decisively seized the opportunity and lunged forward with her sword.
Although her cultivation was inferior to Tianjue’s, Lian Hongshang’s Miao Territory Cultivation Technique was executed divinely. Even Divine Level Peak experts shouldn’t underestimate her.
Tianjue, caught off guard, immediately suffered a loss, which enraged her, and she now harbored a killing intent towards Lian Hongshang.
"You demoness, come and meet your death!"
Tianjue bellowed, a flash of cold light at the tip of her sword drew out three golden flowers, lined up in a row, sweeping towards Lian Hongshang.
Lian Hongshang, not being able to contend, retreated explosively. Each time her feet touched the void, ripples of water were left behind.
Seeing that Lian Hongshang had been forced back, Tianjue sneered viciously and quickly closed the distance, preparing to kill her in one fell swoop.
Lian Hongshang’s eyebrows knit together, and with a violent flick of her right hand, a silver-white bell appeared on her fair wrist.
"Ding dong, ding dong!"
The sound of the Joyful Silver Bell echoed in the air. The sound was pleasant but it ensnared the soul, numbing one’s nerves and even causing hallucinations.
Tianjue’s mind was shaken, but she quickly recovered, extracting three Golden Needles and piercing herself at the three major acupoints of Tianxuan, Tianling, and the center of her forehead.
"Is it the Golden Needle Tribulation?"
The knowledgeable Limp Taoist immediately recognized the Cultivation Technique that Tianjue was using.
Golden Needle Tribulation, a special move created by Emei’s founding ancestor Guo Xiang while realizing the Dao at Emei Golden Summit. By stimulating acupoints, it drastically multiplies one’s combat power.
Indeed, after performing the Golden Needle Tribulation, Tianjue’s True Yuan surged several-fold, reaching the realm of Divine Level Peak, completely overwhelming Lian Hongshang. In just a few exchanges, she had already broken through the restraint of the Joyful Silver Bell and was charging at her to kill.
Lian Hongshang, worried that Li Chen might be distracted, kept on fighting tooth and nail. Relying on the Witch Sect Magic, she continued the struggle.
Seeing that even after deploying Emei’s ultimate skill she still couldn’t kill Lian Hongshang, whose cultivation was far below her own, Tianjue was furious.
Her sword thrust forward like a venomous snake, flicking its crimson tongue, and pierced through the air toward Lian Hongshang.
Lian Hongshang parried with her sword, protecting her Life Gate, but her shoulder was pierced by Tianjue’s sword, and blood spurted out immediately.
Sensing that Lian Hongshang was wounded, flames of rage burned within Li Chen’s eyes, filled with waves of murderous intent.
"Old thing, I will kill you!"
Li Chen, enraged and caring for nothing else, completely disregarded the defensive formation constructed by the three top experts Limp Taoist, Master Pukong, and Ming Lun Dharma King, and directly charged with his sword toward Tianjue.
The Limp Taoist, sensing Li Chen’s intention, urgently shouted: "Stop him, buy time for Tianjue, let her kill the Miao Territory demoness!"
Master Pukong murmured a chant and struck down with a "Great Bright Seal" from the air, blocking in front of Li Chen.
This Buddha Seal could withstand the simultaneous blasts of dozens of artillery shells, with defensive power stronger than a wall eight feet wide.
"Those who block me, die!"
Li Chen didn’t pause for a moment, swinging his fist to blast straight through.
With a punch fierce as battling mountains, Master Pukong’s Great Bright Seal was shattered into mottled fragments. Even he himself was sent reeling back in retreat, coughing up blood incessantly.
Master Pukong felt an unbearable pain ripping through his chest. Looking down, his eyes widened in shock.
His chest cavity had completely caved in, his heart shattered to pieces.
Witnessing such a horrific scene, everyone present inhaled sharply with shock.
Merely one punch had burst a Divine Level Peak powerhouse’s heart—it was inconceivable, akin to the means of an Immortal.
Li Chen stepped forward with great strides, his voice resolute, "Shariputra, form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Master, if your heart is not empty, how can you achieve enlightenment?"
Master Pukong, a look of profound sadness in his eyes, brought his hands together and recited one last time, "Namo Amitabha Buddha," before he spat out blood, collapsing to the ground with a thunderous fall.
The abbot of Vajra Temple, the Divine Level Peak powerhouse, Master Pukong, had thus fallen!
Seeing another comrade fall, whether it was the Limp Taoist, Ming Lun Dharma King, or Tianjue, all were struck with grief as deep as if they had lost a parent, a feeling of sorrow as if the dead were their own kin.
Li Chen, however, couldn’t care less about them and quickly ran to Lian Hongshang, asking, "Hongshang, how badly are you hurt? Is it serious?" Fresh chapters posted on n̷o̷v̷e̷l̷f̷i̷r̷e̷.net
Lian Hongshang glanced at her wounded shoulder, shook her head, and said, "I’m fine!"
Seeing that she hadn’t sustained life-threatening injuries, Li Chen’s heart finally settled back into place.
"That’s good to hear. You rest up; watch me slay the gods!"
Lian Hongshang’s dimples showed as she smiled lightly, saying, "Okay!"
The Limp Taoist saw that on their side, two out of five had been lost, leaving only the last three who were no match for Li Chen. The thought of seizing his Immortal Token was even more preposterous, hence the idea of retreat dawned on them.
"Immortal Master Li, if we continue fighting, it will only end in mutual destruction. Let’s just stop here and go our separate ways!"
Li Chen gave a cold, disdainful laugh, "Old Taoist, you harmed my people, and now when you’re losing, you want out. Do you think it’s possible?"
The Limp Taoist, realizing Li Chen wouldn’t let it go, suddenly burst out, "Immortal Master Li, remember this. Two of our fellow Taoists died at your hands!"
Li Chen’s gaze was icy, filled with surging murderous intent, "That’s not enough. Today, I want you all to pay with your lives!"
"Immortal Master Li, don’t push us too far!"
"Today, I will push you. How about it? If you dare to come for the Immortal Token, then be ready to be wiped out!"
The murderously cold voice still hung in the air as Li Chen flashed forward, breaking the sound barrier with his body, charging toward Tianjue.
Tianjue, taken aback by Li Chen’s astonishing speed, turned pale and quickly brought her sword up to block.
Li Chen raised his hand and threw a punch, smooth and natural as if an antelope hanging its horns.
The tempered steel sword in Tianjue’s hands, unable to withstand the ferocious power of the punch, snapped in two.
Tianjue, too, spurted blood mid-air, her body retreating rapidly like a kite with its string cut.
Although this punch did not take her life, it severely wounded her, depleting her strength by sixty to seventy percent.
Tianjue pulled out three Golden Needles and once again performed the "Golden Needle Tribulation" magic to stop her injuries.
However, she didn’t launch another attack at Li Chen, but instead tried to escape into the distant sea of clouds, it seemed she realized the dire situation and wanted to flee...
Today marks the 666th Chapter, I wish everyone a happy Winter Solstice, 666! It’s cold, and Little Le’s paws are nearly frozen off. I’ll strive for more updates tomorrow, thank you for your support!