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Chapter 114: Slaying Evil

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Slaying Evil

Listening to the mournful cries of the woman from the small building, an old Daoist stepped forward with a cold smile, "What a scourge, today in He Xi County all the masters have gathered, yet you dare to bewitch the people?"

"Watch as I, Tianyan Taoist, slay the evil and banish the ghost today!"

The old Daoist rushed forward, holding a Peach Wood Sword in one hand and a talisman paper in the other.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yiyi felt moved and asked, "Lin Xing, does that man also know talisman spells?"

Lin Xing nodded, but then said with some confusion, "But I feel... that this master’s skill with talisman spells is somewhat weak? Although I don’t recognize the spells he is using, maybe I’m mistaken."

Meanwhile, Monk Fa Guang thought to himself that it was a misstep, he had been outwitted by the old fool and ended up behind.

He recited a Buddhist chant and, with hands pressed together in prayer, he walked forward, "Brother Tianyan, let this old monk lend you a hand."

It seemed that others also came to their senses, thinking regardless of its usefulness, with so many masters here today, if they swarmed up together, what demon or monster could not be turned into ash? They feared falling behind would mean missing out on Commander Zhao’s reward.

So it was seen that monks and Daoists, divine men and witches took turns taking the stage, reciting scriptures, burning incense and bowing to Buddha, some even performed spirit-invoking dances, pasted talismans or sprinkled dog’s blood, creating chaos near the small building.

At the same time, on a nearby rooftop, a man in black and a young boy quietly observed the scene.

The boy shook his head, saying helplessly, "Master, who are all these people, stirring up such a mess?"

The man in black chuckled, "Most so-called masters in this world are like this, whether they are monks, Daoists, divine men or witches, most only have a modicum of spiritual practice, relying on tricks of the trade to muddy the waters. They’re only fit to disperse minor resentments and evil spirits at best. There aren’t that many true masters around."

The boy said, "Then it looks like it will still be up to you, Master, to suppress this evil presence later."

The man in black shook his head, "Although the others are all mortals, Master Kongchan was once a disciple of Da Guangming Temple and has some spiritual practice. If this evil spirit is not very powerful, he might be able to suppress it."

"Let’s just watch for now, if Master Kongchan’s strength is not enough, then it won’t be too late for your master to act."

"You must remember, our lineage of banishing evil acts in secret to eliminate evil spirits and seize their remains. We must hide our tracks as much as possible, not craving fame like those rotten fish below, or you might invite deadly trouble..."

Meanwhile, as the clamor from the crowd escalated, the white light inside the small building suddenly disappeared, and the delicate figure of the young girl vanished along with it.

Eerie, shrill screams came from all directions, and the whole garden seemed to darken in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tianlong’s face changed, and he asked Master Kongchan beside him, "Master?"

Master Kongchan calmly said, "The evil spirit has not yet revealed its true form, no rush."

At the same time, with a thunderous explosion, a plume of black gas burst through the sealed windows of the small building.

A monk chanting next to the small building was caught off guard and swept up by the black gas. In the blink of an eye, he became a blurry mass of flesh and blood on the ground, with much of his flesh and blood having disappeared.

The black gas seemed to grow stronger after that.

Seeing this spectacle, everyone was shocked.

Tianyan Taoist chanted a spell and tried to affix the talisman paper towards the black gas, but before it could even get close, it ignited without flame, exploding loudly.

And Tianyan Taoist, after being swept by that black gas, spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.

Monk Fa Guang shouted, "This ghost is formidable! Everyone join forces!"

All the people immediately applied their methods, dog’s blood, Buddhist scriptures, Peach Wood Sword... everything was utilized.

However, the black gas let out a wild scream and tossed aside these various oddments, then swept through like a black whirlwind. In an instant, three more bloodied people fell to the ground.

This immediately sent the previously buoyant crowd into a panic.

"This evil spirit’s power is too deep, we are no match."

"Why hasn’t Master Kongchan taken action yet?"

Seeing the so-called masters being defeated by the evil spirit in just a few moves, Lin Xing’s face showed a trace of astonishment, "How could these people dare to face it when so few of them even understand their legacies?"

Bai Yiyi snorted from the side, "Indeed, a bunch of showy deceivers."

Just as Lin Xing was about to step forward, Bai Yiyi suddenly held him back and looked towards Kongchan, "Don’t rush, what you want is the evil spirit’s relic, not necessarily to kill the evil spirit yourself. It’s better to first see what level this monk is at."

Meanwhile, seeing that people had already started to run away, Zhao Tianlong grew anxious as well, looking towards Kongchan and asking, "Master, isn’t it time yet?"

Kongchan’s gaze hardened, and it seemed as if golden light was flowing in his eyes.

He smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, they cannot escape the eyes of my Buddhist law."

"Om!"

With a chant of Buddha, a vast golden Buddha light burst forth from Kongchan, and he soared into the sky.

Under the illumination of the Buddhist chant and golden Buddha light, the black energy that had been darting back and forth suddenly froze, as if locked in place by an invisible force.

But Master Kongchan did not even bother to look, flying straight to the front of the small building with another light shout.

"Mā!"

As soon as Master Kongchan’s Buddha Sound left his lips, a dark shadow was forced out, bolting straight from the building.

"Ni! Pe! Mi! Hung!"

Yet under Master Kongchan’s Buddhist chant, the shadow figure was once again immobilized, and with each word of Buddha Sound from Kongchan, the black energy on it began to melt away like snow and ice.

Seeing Master Kongchan take action and suppress the ghost, the crowd on the scene all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both shocked and adoring.

Tianyan Daoist straightened up, watching the scene and thinking, "Master Kongchan truly deserves to be from Da Guangming Temple."

On the other side, Upādhyāya Fa Guang sighed in his heart, "This must be the Da Guangming Zen Chant. Indeed, under the sound of Buddha, all evil demons have nowhere to hide."

Bai Yiyi thought to herself in amazement, "What kind of elevation is this? The power against evil spirits seems so strong."

Watching Kongchan now having the upper hand, she pondered, "This Kongchan seems to only have the first level of elevation. If it came to fighting one-on-one, he might not necessarily beat Zhao Tianlong, but strangely enough, he deals with evil spirits much more effectively than ordinary Martial Arts Masters."

The lingering memories caused a hint of doubt to surface in her heart, "Is martial arts such an inconvenient thing?"

Meanwhile, Kongchan’s disciples like Qing Hui and Qing Yuan, upon seeing their master demonstrate divine power, were filled with joy and excitement.

But in the next moment, as the two streams of black energy melted away under the continuous Buddhist chants, they revealed nothingness.

Master Kongchan was slightly startled by this scene, and in the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his body. A stream of black energy violently burst from his shadow, piercing directly through his chest and abdomen.

A bizarre scream came from the black energy hidden in his shadow.

The next moment, with a loud bang, Kongchan was hurled away by the black energy, crashing into the small building with a thunderous sound, and there was no more sound from him.

After injuring Kongchan, the black energy seemed to grow stronger.

The spectating crowd was frightened by this scene.

Lin Xing’s thoughts stirred, and an Evil Suppression Talisman from his backpack had already landed in his hand.

But before he could make a move, lightning flashed across the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck directly at the black energy.

A man clad in black soared up, with electric light surging from the palm of his hand, hitting the black energy and forcing it to scurry around in desperation.

"Where do you think you’re escaping to!"

The man in black had electric light flickering in his other hand as well, and with both palms striking, the electric light confined the black energy within it as if it were a cage, trapping it there.

The black energy thrashed to escape but remained unable to break free, instead gradually dissipating under the strikes of the electric light.

Amidst a thunderous roar, the black energy was completely dispersed by the electric light, revealing a young girl who had fainted on the ground.