Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 637 - 0519: Better to worship me than to pray to gods! (Guaranteed updates for monthly tickets)

Chapter 637: 0519: Better to worship me than to pray to gods! (Guaranteed updates for monthly tickets)

Swoosh—!

Seven or eight Golden Wheels tore through the air, striking from every direction. _{f|ree(w)ebn\o.vel.com}

"I didn’t want to cause too much of a scene, but now I’ll quickly finish you!"

Jiang Dali gave a cold smile, as the Yin Yang Qi within him suddenly converged and surged together, unleashing an immensely strong momentum of destruction from his body. Simultaneously, the golden hue of the Golden Bell Qi Shield rapidly expanded.

Clang!!

A Golden Bell, wrapped in a suffocating hurricane, appeared outside his body.

The seven or eight Golden Wheels that sliced towards the Golden Bell were instantly deflected and sent flying.

Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida shouted as he took the initiative to attack, his sleeves fluttering, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," the deflected Golden Wheels rolled back and struck towards Jiang Dali.

At the same time, he struck with a palm, his hand a blood-red color emitting a stench of blood, directly aiming for Jiang Dali’s face.

"Child’s play!"

Jiang Dali bellowed angrily, and suddenly both palms, like knives, struck out in unison, his body bursting with a ferocious and blazing momentum.

Boom!

The golden bell protection seemed to ignite, and nine Red Flame Dragon-shaped Qi forces suddenly erupted with a ferocious dragon roar accompanying his palms, immediately causing Chida to change color in shock and swiftly retreat.

Golden Bell Flame Dragon Tornado Palm!

Clang!

The eight Golden Wheels were abruptly sent flying in all directions, exploding into pieces, many embedding directly into the ground, the ceiling, and the walls opposite.

The intense heat scattered explosively.

Jiang Dali’s towering figure, like that of a Demon King, made a move.

Crack crack!—

The ground beneath his feet cracked open, and the air in front of him, as if crushed into a wall, crumbled under the impact of his body.

He struck with a palm!

A powerful Palm Force, creating a vortex-like whirlwind, fiercely emitted.

The destructive momentum and mighty palm power caused the entire house to appear as if it were shaking.

Yu Huatian and others from the West Factory, just preparing to move forward to intervene, changed color and halted in their tracks.

"Not good!! His power has increased a lot!"

Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida, frightened and trembling, felt as if an overwhelming mountain was bearing down on him with that palm strike, even causing an irresistible fear in his very spirit.

He realized it was the opponent’s Yin God usurping the Heaven and Earth Power, impacting his mind and Battle Intent.

"Immovable Vajra Ming King!"

Chida’s figure reeled back like a snake, biting the tip of his tongue to regain clarity. In his spirit, he meditated on the Immovable Vajra Ming King, and his right hand suddenly struck out with a palm.

Whoosh—

His sleeves, like sails filled with wind, unfurled and flew forward, gathering all his life’s Power in his palm, yet the technique appeared incredibly soft, as if it were light enough to float away at any moment.

This palm, surprisingly, was the Bazhe Luo Palm Technique used by Joyful King Chai Yuguan.

The Bazhe Luo Palm, also known as the Vajra Palm, is a transliteration of the Sanskrit term.

This Palm Technique is known as the Buddhist method for subduing demons, powerful and unyielding, capable of breaking stone tablets and splitting rocks even with merely two or three levels of proficiency. Once cultivated to half its potential, its overt masculinity vanishes, becoming silent and unnoticeable upon execution.

However, as performed by Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida, this Palm Technique appeared even more exquisite than that of Joyful King Chai Yuguan.

But in the blink of an eye.

Their palms collided with a sudden force.

A series of hissing sounds erupted, like cracked leather, and bulges appeared on the sleeves of Chida.

Chida’s face turned red, striving to redirect the violent power of Jiang’s strike into a palm that balanced both hardness and softness to push Jiang Dali back.

Yet, Jiang Dali’s palm descended like glue, impossible to shake off.

"Ah!!"

Chida’s face turned purple as sweat poured down; he vomited a mouthful of blood.

After vomiting blood, he felt heat in his chest and sweetness in his throat, wanting to vomit again.

But Jiang Dali simply pressed his palm down harder, his robust arm like a massive mountain, preventing Chida from even spitting out the blood in his mouth.

For he suspected that once he spat out this blood, it wouldn’t be just a few quarts that would come out, but possibly half his life.

Jiang Dali’s hand was like a relentless press, grinding Chida so determinedly that his entire body shook violently, his waist bending increasingly, legs trembling, almost kneeling, and his very bones nearly shattering, the pain indescribable.

Such a scene caused everyone present to change color.

"My lord!"

A group of West Factory eunuchs all looked towards Yu Huatian with heavy and gloomy expressions, some already contemplating retreat.

The rampaging lord was too fierce, and if they really tried to intervene, their West Factory might indeed have to shut down for good.

Jiang Dali did not even glance at the people from the West Factory, casually and coldly smiling at Chida, "If you were wise, you would kneel down and be captured obediently now, otherwise it won’t be as simple as just being captured, but all your Power could be lost."

Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida clenched his teeth in anger, devoid of a monk’s demeanor, forcing out a few words through his teeth with difficulty, "No... I can’t kneel!"

"Oh? It seems you prefer to pray to Buddha and gods rather than to people?"

Jiang Dali took a deep breath, his Yin God usurping the Heaven and Earth Power, and suddenly a gust of wind whipped up out of nowhere within the house. His palm accompanied by the gathered two zhang of Heaven and Earth Power, pressed down once more.

"Arrgh!"

Chida let out a painful scream, his body convulsing, blood constantly spilling from his mouth, his legs shaking uncontrollably as if on the verge of breaking.

"Stop!"

Yu Huatian bellowed angrily, suddenly dashing forward, with a flash, his figure merged with his Longsword, plunging straight towards Jiang Dali. With a clang of the sword, Sword Qi shot up from the ground aiming directly at Jiang Dali’s face.

"Get lost!"

Jiang Dali’s gaze turned icy, and with his left hand, he pointed out into the Void.

Szzt—

A thick Finger Strength filled with a destructive aura swept across.

Yu Huatian’s heart tightened, and he quickly drew his sword to defend.

Clang!

The sword warped into an astonishing arc, as if waves were tumbling along its blade.

Before Yu Huatian could react further.

Hiss, hiss, hiss—

There was a sudden sharp sound of something tearing through the void.

"No good!"

Yu Huatian hastily swung his sword in rapid defense.

However, after only two strikes, a severe pain shot through his hand, and his arm went numb; his longsword flew out of his grip.

Bang!

A sharp pain struck his chest, and Yu Huatian cried out miserably as he fell to the ground. A pool of bright red blood immediately splattered all over the floor, a blood hole as thick as a thumb pierced through his chest.

"Sir!"

"Sir!!"

A group of West Factory eunuchs were shocked and pale, rushing forward to support Yu Huatian. They all drew their weapons, bracing themselves as they glared angrily at Jiang Dali.

Just then, Xiao Feng stood out with a cold snort, staring imposingly at the men of the West Factory as if ready for confrontation.

Jiang Dali casually pulled back his left hand and said indifferently, "The Eastern Factory’s Cao Zhengchun meddled in my affairs last time and was sent back by the village chief, coughing blood and nursing his injuries. Look how smart he is—he didn’t come to interfere with the village chief’s business this time.

You lot from the West Factory, always poking your noses into matters beyond your abilities. At best, you’re nothing but dogs sent by the Emperor. But the village chief is a guest invited by the Emperor himself; do you think you can control Laozi?"

"You!!"

The group of West Factory eunuchs were brimming with rage, yet they dared not charge forward desperately.

They were used to throwing their weight around, but they had never faced a barbarian like Jiang Dali.

Just when they least expected it, he didn’t give a damn about their status and struck without mercy. Moreover, they couldn’t beat him. This was truly frustrating.

"Leave or not?"

Jiang Dali glared, exposing an intimidating evil qi.

"Leave!"

"Go, go!"

The group of West Factory eunuchs, with faces alternating between pale and flushed, helped Yu Huatian up and hastily scampered down the stairs to leave.

Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida watched the scene with a burning urgency, rage, and terror in his heart, feeling a chill within him as sweat poured down his face like rain.

Jiang Dali stared at Chida and sneered. Suddenly, he exerted strength in his palm, and the skin of his palm seemed to emanate a bright red and scorching breath. A strange surge of True Qi burst forth from his palm, piercing directly into Chida’s arm.

"Ah!"

Chida cried out as he tried to harness his cultivation to resist.

But Jiang Dali’s left palm struck suddenly, covering the top of Chida’s head.

Chida was a beat too slow to defend, feeling as if thousands of needles were piercing deep into his heart.

The intense pain, coupled with a strange force, spread throughout his body. The Qi Meridians felt as if they were being torn apart inch by inch, the agony was even more terrifying than having one’s chest cut open and lungs torn out.

"Ahhh—"

Chida let out a piercingly miserable scream.

Yet Jiang Dali retracted his hand at the right moment.

Looking at the bald head bleeding as if it had been sliced by a knife, and the Chida rolling on the ground, he said coldly, "Chida, just so you know, you’ve been caught in my Life and Death Net.

If you are aware of the cruelty of the Heart-breaking Blood-breaking Palm of the Tian Nan Overlord, Sky Wolf Venerable, then you should realize how formidable my Life and Death Net is.

Because my Life and Death Net is much more vicious than the Heart-breaking Blood-breaking Palm, you will only feel pain, but you won’t die..."

Azhu and Xiao Feng, who were watching this scene, both felt a chill.

They could only see Golden Wheel Dharma King Chida, even digging his own fingernails into his flesh, tearing himself apart, blood and flesh blurred together, struggling in such excruciating agony that it felt heart-stopping.

Wang Yuyan, however, was clear about the severity and secrets of the Life and Death Net and said, "After being entangled by the ’child’ net of the Life and Death Net, not to mention life and death being controlled by the ’mother’ net. At the very least, this pain will definitely be controlled by the ’mother’ net.

Unless one is a person with immense willpower and determination, it is hard to escape this suffering and manipulation."

As she said this, she glanced at Jiang Dali.

There was also a ’child’ net placed by Jiang Dali inside her body.

But for her, Jiang Dali had used the Life and Death Net to enhance her power, and so far, he had never tortured her.

Yet, such a threat still existed.

Even though Wang Yuyan was aware of the threat, she seemed to take it lightly—possibly because she was also half the creator of the Life and Death Net, so she harbored no fear of it.

Seeing that he had given Chida a warning, Jiang Dali then ceased the agitation of the ’child’ net and exited the Destruction State, his aura returning to normal.

He looked at Chida, who lay gasping on the ground like a dead dog, and spoke plainly.

"Chida, don’t bother with your lame excuses. And don’t count on your status for protection.

I’m telling you now, it’s useless.

Now that the Iron Gall Divine Hou has already left the Forbidden City, do you think anyone else will make a move for you? What do you have to fight me with?

It’s better to pray to me than to the gods! You only have the choice to bow down to me."

Chida convulsed, looking up at Jiang Dali with a mix of shock and fury.

"What do you really want? Could it be that just because of a misunderstanding, you want to fight to the death with this poor monk?"

Jiang Dali scoffed dismissively, bent down, and grabbed Chida by the collar, lifting the heavy monk effortlessly. "You don’t qualify to fight to the death with the village chief. Right now, it’s possible that you may die, while the village chief remains alive.

Tell me, were you acting on the instructions of Iron Gall Divine Hou when you struck at this village chief?"

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(There will be another update tonight, striving for another 4,000 words in the evening, begging for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!)