The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 160 - 160 106 Accident

160: Chapter 106: Accident 160: Chapter 106: Accident (PS: Looking at the dismal results, Panda really wants to cry without tears!

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Flowers bloom in pairs, each on its own stem.

At this moment, Peacock and Roc have reached the critical moment of Crossing Tribulation.

Peacock and Roc were undergoing their Transformation Tribulation at the same time, and they were born from the same mother.

Therefore, naturally, the Heavenly Tribulation clouds treated these two brothers as one entity.

The tribulation clouds in the sky grew stronger with each wave, such that in the end, the two birds even had to use their Innate Divine Ability to barely survive the eightieth Heavenly Tribulation.

When the two birds passed through this Tribulation Thunder, the tribulation clouds above seemed to have quieted down.

All the thunder lights and lightning seemed to have dispersed into nothingness, only the dense black clouds seemed to have become even thicker.

“Could it be some form of Divine Punishment or Heavenly Punishment again!” Li Qingming gazed at the horizon, speculating to himself: “It shouldn’t be!

It’s just two Acquired Spiritual Objects undergoing Transformation after all!”

“Boom!”

A deep thunder suddenly echoed across the sky, countless purple arcs of electricity emerged from nowhere and in a blink of an eye, filled tens of miles of the black clouds.

The horrifying thunder turned into a sea of purple, submerging both valleys, with terrifying fluctuations surging violently, suffocating to witness.

Ancient trees reaching to the sky and hundred-feet-tall boulders in the valley were all shattered into ash.

Each bolt of purple lightning, thick as a water barrel, hooking the Nine Heavens, fell straight down from the Cangqiong, horrifyingly bright, scorching the earth and stone.

“Damn it, wasn’t it the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations!

How could the last bolt of tribulation thunder bring so much thunder and lightning!” Li Qingming feverishly cursed, as if this illogical Heavenly Tribulation shouldn’t exist.

The two birds inside the Array set up by Li Qingming suddenly changed their expressions drastically.

What’s going on?

Why is there so much fierce thunder, does heaven want to annihilate us?

“Boom!

Boom!

Boom!”

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the Ten Thousand Feet Thunder Sea was a vast expanse of white, then a vast expanse of purple, followed by a vast expanse of red, constantly flashing with colored lightning.

The terrifying sea of electricity surged through all directions, destroying everything, thoroughly submerging several miles around, including the two valleys.

On the mountain peaks, by the cliff edges everywhere were blue talisman patterns, at the very bottom of the two valleys, completely sealed off by Li Qingming.

The frenzied lightning ravaged the surroundings but could never penetrate the slightest into the deep valleys.

In the two deep valleys, Peacock and Roc, confusedly watched bolt after bolt of terrifying thunderstorm, fiercely swooping over the deep valley, turning it into a sea of thunder.

Even if the birds were foolish, they understood that a Great Power was secretly aiding them.

Originally by the valley arguing unceasingly, Zi Shu and Mile stopped their pointless dispute long ago.

Their expressions were dull as they watched the scene that seemed like the end of the world.

After a while, Mile, with some regret, said to Zi Shu: “Benefactor, it seems that these two birds not only have no fate with me but are also not fated with Fellow Daoist!”

Zi Shu hummed and glanced at Mile, saying: “It’s right that they have no fate with you!

But who said they have no fate with me?

The tribulation clouds have yet to dissipate, which means my two disciples are not dead yet!

Do you think Grandpa Shu is as foolish as you?”

Upon hearing this, Mile once again turned his gaze toward the deep valleys.

“Humph!

Is it never-ending!” Li Qingming, somewhat impatiently, looked at the sky where the clouds showed no signs of dispersal, and frowned tightly.

“Boom!”

The sky resounded again with two heart-shaking roars, eighty-one fearsome Thunder Dragons emerged, baring their fangs and claws.

Flying up and down, wherever they passed, were storms of thunder, each inch of space filled with terrifying lightning, capable of destroying everything.

“Boom!”

Under the impact of the eighty-one Thunder Dragons, the two huge Arrays trembled frantically.

Countless thunder lights splashed, the tremendous pressure made the ground crackle and massive cracks appeared, the depths unknown and terrifyingly dark.

“Boom!”

With the final roar, the earth shook and heaven spun, the two valleys completely shattered, ten thousand feet of thunder light, eighty-one Thunder Dragons vanished in an instant.

The sky filled with dense clouds stretching for miles dissipated without a trace.

Empty void suddenly cracked open, creating two slender openings.

From these spatial fissures, golden light burst forth, landing on the Peacock and Roc Mountain located in the deep valleys.

As the golden radiance dissipated, out came the transformed figures of Peacock and Roc.

On the left side of the valley stood a man transformed from the Peacock.

His long jet-black hair was loosely draped behind him, unbound and untied.

His facial features were strikingly handsome, as if chiseled by an axe, with each contour sharply defined.

His eyes were deep and piercing, with a subtle hint of coldness.

On the right side of the valley, there stood a man transformed from the Roc.

This man had straight black hair, charismatic sword-like eyebrows, long and sharp black eyes, thin lips lightly closed, and a well-defined facial profile.

He was tall and slender but not burly, his demeanor proud and aloof yet imposing!

Both men possessed a similar kind of haughty arrogance.

“Ha ha ha!” Li Qingming laughed heartily, flying towards the Peacock and Roc.

Hovering in mid-air at the junction of the two valleys, he loudly proclaimed, “I have awaited you both for thousands of years.

Now that you have emerged, would you like to take me as your Master?”

Peacock and Roc exchanged glances from afar and bowed, saying, “We, the disciples, are willing to take you, Teacher, as our Master!”

With a gentle wave of his hand, Li Qingming pulled Peacock and Roc to his side, about to speak.

Just then, the chubby Maitreya flew up smiling, addressing Peacock and Roc, “Greetings to the two benefactors!

In Western Buddhism, there are several Great Daos and three thousand side paths.

Our meeting is fated!

Why not follow this humble monk to the ultimate bliss of Western Heaven, to study the Great Dao of Buddhism?”

Zi Shu, who was still in a daze, suddenly turned ashen.

The people from the West are shameless, just like Zhunti and now Maitreya!

How dare they snatch disciples in front of others!

“You fat bald donkey, utterly shameless!

Out of good will, I spared your life, but now you overstep your bounds.

Today, you shall not be forgiven!” Zi Shu bellowed furiously, his staff instantly glowing with a deep black light, the air around him freezing.

Li Qingming quickly pulled Peacock and Roc back several miles.

He knew well that Zi Shu felt humiliated before him and was truly angered.

This strike would likely use up all his mana.

Maitreya was surely doomed this time.

Maitreya, still excited, watched in terror as the increasingly thick iron staff approached him, despairing as he closed his eyes and cried out, “My life is over!”

“How dare you, villain!” Just arriving from distant Western Heaven, Zhunti witnessed this infuriating scene.

He hastily acted, without hesitation flinging his Seven Treasures Miao Tree towards Zi Shu’s staff.

“Clang!”

With a clear sound of metal striking metal, Zi Shu’s staff was sent flying.

Due to the rebound of the Magic Treasure, Zi Shu spat out a mouthful of reverse-flow blood.

“Villain, do you think there’s no one in Western Buddhism who can act?” With a fierce glare at Zi Shu, Zhunti retrieved the Seven Treasures Miao Tree, shielding Maitreya behind him.

“Zhunti, you call yourself a Saint yet launch a sneak attack, utterly disgraceful!” Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zi Shu’s eyes darkened with a piercing gaze, glaring hatefully at Zhunti.

Zi Shu was ready to risk it all!

Whether saint or not, he would curse and lash out as he pleased!

Being insulted by someone he viewed as insignificant, if Zhunti could still endure it, he wouldn’t be Zhunti.

“Scoundrel, seeking death!” Zhunti said as he reached out with his right hand, palm open, and smacked towards where Zi Shu was standing from mid-air.

A giant golden hand, covering the void of ten thousand realms and blinding the sky, suddenly appeared above Zi Shu, smashing down directly on him.

“Escape!” Zi Shu, seeing this, instantly fled the scene.

When he reappeared, he was already a hundred miles away.

Looking back at where he stood just moments ago, it looked as if it had been rolled over by a giant grinding wheel, a huge pit with five finger imprints tens of feet deep appeared in the distance.

Zi Shu gasped in shock; the power of a Saint was indeed terrifying!

Seeing Zi Shu evade his attack, a flicker of surprise flashed in Zhunti’s eyes.

He struck out with his right hand again, this time his hand forming a claw with the tips gleaming with golden light.

The void darkened once more; a withered and old Dragon Claw, flashing with half a foot of cold light, lunged at Zi Shu again.

Accompanied by the claw was the immense Saintly pressure, solidifying the ground under Zi Shu’s feet, leaving him absolutely no chance to flee this time.

Just then, Great Mountain swept across the sky, blocking Zhunti’s Dragon Claw and shattering the claws’ sharp armor!

A voice that nearly drove Zhunti mad with hatred sounded beside his ear, “Yo!

Master Uncle Zhunti, long time no see!

How have you been recently?”