Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 627 - 627 646 Casual Slaughter

627: Chapter 646: Casual Slaughter 627: Chapter 646: Casual Slaughter “If humans are like ants, unaware of Heaven’s might, today I shall obliterate your entire Wuhua Temple.

Surely you have no objections?”

Ye Xuan spoke as if discussing a trivial matter, but the words struck the abbot Fa Jue like a physical blow, turning his complexion purple and his fists clenched tightly, yet he dared not utter a single word of reproach.

A Daluo Golden Immortal’s power was not something his Wuhua Temple could withstand.

If the opponent truly intended to eradicate the Daoist tradition of his temple, it would be effortlessly achieved.

“I do not know which revered senior you are, and where my Wuhua Temple has offended you.

If indeed there are any transgressions our temple has committed, I am willing to atone and offer full satisfaction,” Abbot Fa Jue lowered himself completely, even clasping his hands together in front of Ye Xuan as a gesture of respect.

“Ha!”

Ye Xuan laughed, a cruel and mocking smile spread across his face.

“You, little monk, just sent that River Demon to disturb my peace, how could you so quickly forget who I am?” Ye Xuan’s voice was soft and bore no trace of murderous intent, but his smile sent shivers down Abbot Fa Jue’s spine.

“Is… is it you?”

“You… you are the mysterious figure from Little Stone Village?” Abbot Fa Jue exclaimed in shock, his pupils quivering.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

Abbot Fa Jue chanted bitterly, already suspecting upon Ye Xuan’s arrival that he might be the mysterious figure from Little Stone Village, and having it confirmed now solidified his guess.

“Senior sees clearly, my Wuhua Temple means no harm.

We merely disturbed your cultivation, which is indeed our fault.

Please, in light of our Lingshan tradition, forgive us our transgressions.

Whatever your demands, our temple will certainly comply.”

A person under the eaves has no choice but to lower his head.

Since he dared to strike at Wuhua Temple, clearly he did not regard The Thunderclap Monastery of Lingshan at all.

Such a mighty person could not be offended, which made Fa Jue plead humbly.

“How uninteresting, truly uninteresting.”

Ye Xuan shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with disappointment.

He had thought that the Buddhist sect would have a spirit of defying death, facing him, a formidable enemy, with a battle till death.

But it seemed these monks were nothing more than craven creatures, afraid of dying.

“Then sever yourselves here.”

Ye Xuan spoke calmly, the simple sentence sentencing the entire Wuhua Temple to death, which made Abbot Fa Jue shiver and slowly raise his head to look at Ye Xuan, his eyes faintly red.

“Senior, please do not take actions you might regret.

If you truly annihilate our Wuhua Temple today, once the Buddha of Lingshan becomes aware, he will surely not spare you, and you will find no refuge in all the Three Realms of heaven, earth, and humanity,” Abbot Fa Jue threatened fiercely but fearfully.

“Bold demon, retreat now while you still can.

Otherwise, when the Buddhas of Lingshan arrive, they will surely shatter your soul and you will perish,” several elder monks roared, wielding the Demon Suppressing Golden Mallet to gesture through the void, their eyes burning with extreme anger.

“Om!”

Space vibrated and twisted.

Without any visible actions by Ye Xuan, only his eyes half-closed, pupils revolving like stars, terrifying events ensued.

Bang, bang, bang!

Bodies exploded, blood sprayed the sky, the elder monks screamed terribly as they were reduced to ash, dead, which left Abbot Fa Jue frozen in shock, unable to recover for several moments.

Horrible, utterly horrible, unimaginably terrible.

Abbot Fa Jue, though a worldly man who had secluded himself in Western Lingshan and seen many Buddha Bodhisattvas—even many Daluo Golden Immortals—he had never witnessed such a terrifying Daluo Golden Immortal.

Merely with a rotation of his eyes, several Luotian Mystic Immortals were obliterated, beyond his wildest imagination.

“You…

are you the Peacock Majestic King?”

“No…

no, that’s not right…

The King is one of the Buddhas of Lingshan…

Even if he harbors dissatisfaction with Lingshan, there’s no way he would kill someone from the Buddhist Sect!”

Master Fa Jue whispered tremblingly, overturning his own speculation; yet no matter how he conjectured about Ye Xuan’s background, he couldn’t figure out who Ye Xuan really was.

“Your ramblings are too many.

Now you can all die.”

Ye Xuan frowned, disinterested in these vermin.

As he moved his hand, the Daluo Immortal Light burst forth, once again summoning a giant palm that covered the sky.

“Die!”

Boom!

The sky-covering giant palm fell, enveloping the million li of Wuhua Mountain.

Ye Xuan no longer spared Master Fa Jue a glance.

With a step, he vanished from the summit.

Bang, bang, bang!

Everything was buried; turned to ash.

Ye Xuan, a formidable figure at the peak of Daluo, could turn a million li of Wuhua Mountain into dust with a single strike — no one at that level, not even others who were terrifying beings at the Peak of Daluo, dared directly receive his blow.

Nobody could survive it.

Mountains crumbled, all turned to dust, and the million li of mountains became smoke and dust.

The ten-thousand-year-old Wuhua Temple disappeared into the clouds, and Master Fa Jue and all the monks were obliterated under the giant palm, buried forever between heaven and earth.

Dust filled the skies, darkening the vault of heaven.

A full half-day passed before the dust slowly cleared, and the dark sky gradually returned to clarity.

However, the million li of Wuhua Mountain no longer existed, and the vast land filled with cracks appeared utterly devastated, evidencing the terror of Ye Xuan’s strike.

“Cough—cough—cough!”

Suddenly, a faint coughing sound came from a mound of earth.

The mound trembled violently as a gaunt figure slowly climbed out of it.

“Wuhua Temple is gone?”

This person stood amid the devastated land.

As he beheld the sight of a million li of territory reduced to dust and smoke, he murmured in shock, his eyes slowly turning blood-red as tears flowed.

If Ye Xuan were to see this person’s condition, he would be greatly surprised.

Wasn’t this the same Master Fa Jue from before?

At this moment!

Tears streamed down Master Fa Jue’s face, his steel teeth gritted audibly, and the hatred in his eyes intensified to the extreme.

His originally benevolent face was now fierce and twisted.

“He destroyed my Daoist sect, killed my entire order.

No matter who you are, this old monk will have your blood repay this blood debt,” Master Fa Jue growled fiercely, his whole body slipping into a state of madness.

A mix of Buddha Light and a trace of black aura wrapped around him, a clear sign he was showing symptoms of turning into a demon.

It was no wonder Master Fa Jue looked like this.

After all, Wuhua Temple was the lifelong effort of his heart, and Ye Xuan had personally destroyed his sect.

How could he not hate Ye Xuan to the core?

Buzz!

The void trembled, ripples spreading.

Master Fa Jue reached into the void and retrieved a small earth-colored flag engulfed in chaos light, which emitted mysterious glows in his hand.

“You didn’t see this coming, did you?”

“Years ago when this poor monk traveled the world, I acquired one of the Innate Chaos Five Elements Flags, the Earth Element Flag.

Without this treasure, I would likely have died at your hands, Evil Demon,” Master Fa Jue growled fiercely, clutching the Earth Element Flag tightly with increasingly intense hatred shining in his eyes.

The Innate Chaos Five Elements Flags, consisting of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, were coveted even by Quasi-Saints.

Master Fa Jue’s fortune was not small—having obtained one of the Flags, he survived an encounter with Ye Xuan’s hands.