Martial Boss Chapter 964

Except for a few Buddhist temples, which were still filled with Buddha’s light and resisting, the rest of the buildings had been destroyed by the invaders.

In particular, the mountain gates were reduced to pieces by a golden thunderbolt that fell from the sky, turning the facade, which had existed for thousands of years, into a pile of dust.

In the sky, golden and black Buddhist lights converged into an elliptical air shield that surrounded the temple and rendered its great formation powerless to activate.

On both sides of the air shield, the twin heavens of Nalanda Temple, Brahma Sky and Exterminating Sky, sat in silence, their true qi injected into the air shield, to the point where the power of the strongest man was overwhelming the strength of the temple protection formation and the Buddhist martial artists within.

“Unexpectedly, things will go so well, the Great Zen Temple is empty, allowing us to take advantage of the void.”

Brahma’s pair of Dharma eyes saw the killings going on in the Great Zen Temple and could not help but stroke his golden beard in satisfaction.

Things had gone smoothly and unexpectedly; the Abbot of the Great Zen Temple, Xin Yuan, was away, Shi Jue had taken a few Tong Shen realm powerhouses around to subdue the Buddhist forces, and only the head of the Pill King’s Academy, Ling Mun, was sitting in plain sight within the Great Zen Temple.

Originally, Brahma and Destroyer of Heaven were just spying in the shadows, with Indra leading the eight tribes to hunt down the Buddhists. But just as they arrived in the Central Plains, they received another piece of news, precisely about the information that Shi Jue and several others of the Tong Shen realm had left the temple.

When they heard the news, Brahma and Destroyer of Heaven decided to go directly to the Great Zen Temple, the ancestral temple of the Zen Sect, and used their strength to set up a boundary to separate the inside and outside of the temple, so that Indra could lead the eight tribes into the temple to kill the monks.

With Brahma and Exterminating Heaven stopping the Great Zen Temple from informing the powerful people outside with the Thousand Mile Mirror Light Formation, and with Qing Yu reversing the heavenly planes and making it impossible for Heart’s Edge to sense, the Great Zen Temple was in crisis of having its home stolen.

“Amitabha Buddha, Master Qing Yu please have mercy.”

Buddha’s words, Buddha’s qi, and the karma wheel igniting the red lotus karma fire, came out across the sky to block the raging Qiankun Sundown wind, giving Zhang Tian Shi a last chance of life.

After Daoist Feng Yun, this old thief and bald man, Xin Yuan, also stepped in.

However, he did not enter the boundary in real form, but took the form of lending his strength to others.

Zhang Jingxuan held a bronze Buddhist wheel in his hand and blocked Qing Yu’s steps.

“People of the Daoist sect, with the help of the Buddha’s power, Dragon Tiger Mountain is also corrupted.”

Qing Yu said, lightly raising his right hand, the biting wind energy gathered again, his palm produced a hurricane, “Wind Ruins the Earth.”

“So the poor Taoist shall pay for this crime with death. Qing Yu, you cannot kill the Heavenly Master.”

The power of karma belonging to the Heart’s Edge became powerful, and a huge wheel of red lotus appeared in the sky, burning with boundless karmic fire and rolling towards us.

“Burn all of my poor dao’s body, and I will slow you down.”

The red lotus karmic fire wrapped Zhang Jingxuan in all of his body and burned it, and he was like a torch, charging through the hurricane against the wheel of karma and rushing towards the enemy who was standing in the sky as if he were an earthly god.

“Not a bad awakening, but only a good one.”

In the midst of the blazing karmic fire, Qing Yu, clad in blood-coloured light, walked out unscathed, “Poverty is free from the five turbid vapours and possesses a body of supreme purity, so although the karmic fire is strong, it has limited effect on me.”

The holy demon’s birthright, as the hut of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, would not possess the five turbid and evil qi of mortals.

The sacrifice of Zhang Jingxuan also created a little chance for Zhang Tianshui to escape.

“Boom!”

At that moment, there was another explosion in the sky, but it was Daoist Feng Yun who finally could not support himself and was completely exploded into a cloud of blood mist as the pillar of blood burst through his entire body.

In just a few moments, both of Long Hu Mountain’s Tong Shen had fallen at the hands of Qing Yu.

However, their sacrifice also allowed Zhang Tian Shi to escape from the boundary.

“After all, he is the most powerful person, he can still escape even though he is obviously so badly injured. At the same time, it is also decisive enough to be ruthless.” Qing Yu said indifferently.

Without a single moment’s hesitation, at the sight of his two close brothers giving up their lives, Heavenly Master Zhang surrendered his dignity and quietly fled.

Having lived for hundreds of years, Zhang Tian Shi’s reasoning completely overrode his sensibilities, and the kind of hesitation and dilemma of a young man was completely absent from him.

“But a monk can run away, but not a temple. Zhang Tian Shi is the one who can escape, but Long Hu Mountain can’t. Don’t you think so, Abbot Xin Yuan.”

With a sudden flash of his figure, Qing Yu crossed the long distance in a few breaths and arrived at the edge of the boundary, looking straight at the old monk.

“Real Qingyu is really ruthless, to think of wiping out Mount Longhu in one go. I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse for the Daoist Sect to have such a character as you.”

Xin Yuan, who presented himself as an old monk, raised his old eyes and said slowly.

“For the Taoist Sect, it is still unknown whether it is a blessing or a curse, but for the Buddhist Sect, it is a curse and not a blessing.” Qing Yu said indifferently.

“Therefore, the poor monk is going to stop people like you from dominating the Daoist sect.”

Xin Yuan opened his hands and countless seven-coloured thin threads emerged from his hands, seeping into the boundary and tinting it with a glazed colour.

“Mount Longhu has left the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal with the intention of trapping the true man. However, I know that your exquisite Daoist power is not restrained by the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal. This boundary can trap him for a while, but not for a lifetime, and it may not even be able to trap him for half an hour.

Therefore, the poor monk can only make an effort to keep you in the boundary for a little longer.”

Xin Yuan’s face changed and his figure lowered to the shape of a fourteen or fifteen year old boy, raising his head with a mischievous smile tinged with childishness.

With such a fearsome figure in the Taoist sect, he could not be left to take full charge of the Taoist sect and compete with the Buddhists. In the past, when Xin Yuan and Zhang Tian Shi were at loggerheads, they both wanted each other to die a violent death, but now, Xin Yuan expected Zhang Tian Shi to live in peace, so that he could keep giving Qing Yu a hard time.

“Master is a good calculator, but unfortunately, as I said before, if you can escape the monk, you cannot escape the temple. You can’t stop the Poor Dao.”

Taoist trigrams were flying, and Qing Yu was unfolding his great wisdom space, acting out all things and thoroughly investigating the secrets of the boundary. Even with the added layer of protection from Heart’s Edge, the boundary could not trap Qing Yu for long.

“The Heavenly Master is a Taoist priest, not a monk, so the poor monk thinks he can still escape.”

Xin Yuan smiled lightly as he flicked his ten fingers and kept weaving the web of karma.

“Is that so?”

As he watched Xin Yuan keep adding material to the boundary, Qing Yu was unperturbed and returned the same smile, “What the poor Taoist said just now, he said to Heavenly Master Zhang, and also to you, Master.

Master Xin Yuan, your temple, is it alright?”

“What do you mean?”

Xin Yuan’s ten fingers gave a beat, and a hint of ominousness flashed through his heart.

Intuition told him that Qing Yu’s words might not be empty. But the Great Zen Temple had stood in the world for thousands of years, so who could break it down?