has vanished again, its demonic script solidified then dispersed. At this moment, the remaining demonic qi in this ancient demonic den is practically nonexistent. Even though Jiang Wang is already a Tianfu cultivator of the Five Prefectures, even if he were just a small cultivator at the Youmai realm, it would be difficult for him to be affected by this demonic aura.
But the strong are strong not only because of their vast power, but also because of their terrifyingly effective use of it.
Under the control of a terrifying powerhouse, this black throwing gun had materialized into reality. It was almost as soon as it formed that it landed on Jiang Wang's body, piercing through his chest and abdomen!
Jiang Wang had already achieved the state of being one with Yao Wu Fu, his eyes opened by immortals, reaching the pinnacle he had ever been in.
He didn't even have a chance to react.
Shot straight through the abdomen!
His five internal organs were almost instantly pulverized, a huge cavity appearing in his abdomen. From one end, you could see straight through to the other.
The Pantian Palace, the source of the cultivator's power, and the five inner palaces trembled along with it, being affected by that force!
A pitch-black, identically shaped and sized spear savagely rammed into the Five Oceans.
Boom!
Suddenly, the Yun Ding Xian Gong (Cloud Summit Immortal Palace) situated in the sky above Wu Fu Hai started. Baiyun Tongzi (White Cloud Boy), who was previously unknown to have gone somewhere, now leaped out, stepping on the eaves of Yunxiao Pavilion. His chubby face flushed red, holding a small sword gathered from cloud energy. He pointed the sword fiercely at the invading magic spear.
“Smash it!” he roared with authority.
Boom!!
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At that time, it absorbed a massive amount of primordial energy constantly, and even the passageway to revive the Immortal Palace was shattered by this blow.
The terrifying black magic spear surged forward, almost leveling the dilapidated palace complex in one fell swoop!
It kept crashing until it reached the Azure Cloud Pavilion before finally losing its momentum and gradually dissipating.
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It is not its essence, nor enough to completely destroy this dilapidated Immortal Palace. It is merely the power that supports it, truly meager. The demon spear is terrifying, but that demonic energy...after all, it is too little.
After the black magic spear whooshed past, Bai Yun Tongzi was sprawled on the rubble of Yunxiao Pavilion with his buttocks in the air. His cloud qi sword lay discarded beside him, his hands clutching his head, his face as white as a sheet from fright.
It's no wonder he looks like this.
Just now, that shot almost grazed him, narrowly missing him.
And looking back now, this celestial palace cluster, which after a long time of slow repair had gradually begun to revive, was even more shattered after this shot!
Just a trace of the ancient demon cave's thin demonic aura, under such terrifying application, could achieve such astonishing results.
It's truly beyond imagination to conceive of such layers of power.
And this is just a glimpse of the scenery in the Five Seas.
That terrifying expert from the desolate tombs of myriad worlds struck from afar, simultaneously targeting Jiang Wang's soul and physical body.
The assault on a spiritual level was blocked by the Buddhist chanting left behind by Master Guan Yan.
But with his chest and abdomen pierced, his internal organs crushed, and all five vital energy centers ruptured, Jiang Wang staggered violently before raising his head and collapsing.
Five mansions and the inner realms of swordsmen, with eyes closed, each mansion returned to its place. Losing their power support, they disappeared without a trace.
Feeling his body's power draining away violently, Jiang Wang struggled desperately to control his body, to regain even the slightest movement, but he couldn't budge a single finger.
His consciousness gradually blurred.
Could it be...that I'm going to die?
When I achieve the status of Tianfu?!
Then he felt his reclining body being cradled gently.
In his already blurred vision, a pair of eyes appeared.
How familiar, yet how strange the eyes are!
They were eyes that seemed to hold infinite sorrow, yet possessed an endless allure.
As if lowering her head to look at him.
For some reason, he should have been furious, filled with hatred. But at this moment, there was a strange feeling of... peace?
Maybe it's just a lack of energy to be angry!
He wearily closed his eyes and sank into an unconscious darkness.
The sky horse is in front.
He tasted bitterness and spoke the truth, declaring his severance from Xuankong Temple to prevent the temple from taking on more responsibility for him.
The original priest of the Heavenly God Temple, Genya, was utterly dumbfounded. Even Kūi-ti, as the head priest of Kansei-in, found himself in disbelief.
"What did you say?!"
They, these brothers, always knew hardship wasn't their style, often stumbling and fumbling about. However, they never imagined he could be so out of sorts!
Ku Di was truly furious: "The sect spent countless resources and blood to cultivate you into a renowned figure of the world, how much effort did they put in! The Hanging Sky Temple has never wronged you! You say you're leaving for an outsider who has nothing to do with you?"
Kujue had always been shameless and brazen, wielding words like swords with a casual indifference. But even now, he did not meet Kuti's eyes directly.
She merely lowered her head and said: "Apart from the Purity Ritual, I also took on two disciples. Both became top students of the Yellow River Academy and were pursued by countless people... I cannot save both of them."
Kuoti sighed in silence for a long time before finally suppressing his anger. He turned to Yuan Ye and said, “This benefactor, please go back first. I have something to say to this old monk. Please forgive me.”
Although he was always strict and rigid, when he went out, his words and actions represented Xuan Kong Temple, and he still paid attention to others' feelings.
The wilderness naturally wouldn't force itself to stay and listen, so it just nodded and left.
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Ku Di then looked at Ku Jue, and said seriously: "Zuo Guanglie and Jiang Wang are both heaven's favorites who attract much attention. They are not short of opportunities and have their own views. I don't understand why you insist on taking them as disciples, and yet for those who are unwilling to be your disciples, you put in so much... Is there some hardship you're facing?"
“When I picked up Jiang Wang, he was still unknown. That’s what I call having a discerning eye!” Ku Jue habitually defended himself, but his usual air of confidence had eventually waned.
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She lowered her eyebrows and her voice as well: “If I really had to explain...it's just my love for my disciple.”
"Disciple's heart?" Ku-di questioned, "Love which disciple? You now, without a word, want to leave Xuankong Temple, have you considered the precepts? How will he fare in Xuankong Temple? That child is purehearted like glass, seeing you as teacher and father, obedient to your every word. Have you thought about how heartbroken he would be?"
Ku Jue lowered her eyes and said, "Jing Li is a disciple of Xuan Kong Temple. You will take care of him yourselves. Jing Shen is not yet recognized by Xuan Kong Temple, I don't care about him, so no one else will either."
“Jiang Wang enjoys a high rank, receives benefits from Qi, and the state of Qi takes care of him. Honestly, he doesn't seem like much to you!”
“Qi country is vast, with too many people and things to manage. What could be allocated to Jiang Wang is truly limited. He wouldn't be able to devote himself wholeheartedly to considering my disciples' well-being like I do. After all, I am just a lonely old monk. Even my fellow disciples who have lived with me for hundreds of years don't understand or care about me…”
Kuo's attempt to play the victim failed to move Kuot'i.
He took a deep breath and said very seriously, "Ku Jue, if you persist in your stubbornness, this will be the outcome. I will have no choice but to carry out the temple rules and strip you of your cultivation. To prevent the secret techniques of Xuan Kong Temple from spreading outside, and also to completely sever your ties with Xuan Kong Temple, is my only option!"
"The resources the sect has spent on me, in my lifetime, I will definitely repay. I have all the secrets of Xuan Kong Temple, and I will never pass them on to anyone, not even Jing Shen. If he doesn't shave his head and enter Xuan Kong Temple, I won't teach him a single thing. Heaven and earth can witness this. You are in charge of Guan Shiyuan, if you insist on taking back my cultivation... then that is also possible. But not now."
Ku Jue looked at Ku Di with an unprecedentedly serious gaze, "You're crippling me now, you're essentially eradicating Shen. Junior brother, I will fight you to the death."
To save Jiang Wang, who hadn't even truly become his disciple, he was willing to sever ties with the Xuankong Temple!
This is too ridiculous!
But the old monk with yellow face before me was so serious.
Such earnestness hasn't been seen in centuries!
Ku Di's face was impassive. He slowly turned a Buddhist rosary in his hand, one bead after another.
As the head of the Guan Shi Yuan, he naturally had to uphold the rules and regulations of the mountain gate.
But this man in front of me, even if he has many faults and is out of line, he is still his senior brother after all. They have lived together for hundreds of years and quarreled for hundreds of years...
Even though he had a heart of iron, even though his hands never trembled, at this moment, he was also momentarily unable to move.
When seeking enlightenment through Buddhism, who is this heart inquiring to again?
At last, he let out a long sigh, as if blowing away all his anxieties. Then, he looked straight at Ku Jue and clenched the rosary beads!
“Let him go.” A sorrowful voice said in his heart.
The Heartfelt Voice of the Abbot Kuomintang, Master K?itigarbha!
Throughout the entire Hanging Temple, only the sounds of misfortune could directly reach his heart.
Only the Abbot's command can override the monastery rules.
As usual, Ku Di would always argue his point. Even if the other party was the abbot, Guan Shi Yin Temple had its own principles.
But for some reason, today I feel a sense of relief in my heart.
He stared intently at Kujue: "Remember what you said today. From now on, your words and actions only represent yourself. Your life and death have nothing to do with Xuankong Temple!"
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Ku Jue probably sensed something, but he only smiled and said, "Slow your steps, esteemed monk. Please give my regards to the abbot! And please convey my greetings to the next abbot, Little Saint Monk Jingli!"
He cursed: "Damn it, he got lucky. I'm leaving, so his position moved up!"
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Ku Di didn't say another word, she simply turned and flew away.
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