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A single Buddhist chant, two streams of blood!

Kun-Kun rushed past two men without slowing down.

The two who had been standing there moments ago had now collapsed onto the ground.

Their foreheads were deeply concaved, blood flowing uncontrollably.

This Black Witch Tribe’s stronghold was indeed well-guarded.

Kun-Kun had only walked a dozen meters when over ten figures emerged from one side, brandishing longswords that gleamed coldly under the bright moonlight.

Simultaneously, loud banging sounds echoed from within the stronghold; over a hundred people charged toward Kun-Kun.

Thud thud thud!

A series of muffled sounds rang out as the dozen assassins who had first attacked Kun-Kun all fell lifelessly to the ground, their foreheads also crushed inward, bereft of life.

“Who are you?

Why have you come here to kill our tribe members?”

More than a hundred individuals encircled Kun-Kun in an instant.

A burly man, staring at the corpses lying at Kun-Kun’s feet, roared angrily.

Behind the crowd, more people were steadily arriving.

In the blink of an eye, the entire stronghold had emptied out, totaling at least three hundred people…

Among them were several experts above the Nascent Soul Stage.

“Amitabha, I am here to send you all to hell!”

Kun-Kun swept his gaze over the crowd before him, softly chanting once more, showing no regard for the throng of opponents.

“Outrageous!

Do you even know where you are?

To dare spout such arrogant nonsense!”

An elderly man holding a staff glared at Kun-Kun with furious eyes.

At once, a formidable aura erupted from the old man’s body, pressing toward Kun-Kun.

The peak of the Nascent Soul Stage!

Kun-Kun’s expression remained completely unchanged.

With a flick of his sleeve, the powerful aura instantly dissipated as if it had never existed.

This casual maneuver left everyone present utterly stunned!

This…

What cultivation level is this?

How could the aura of a peak Nascent Soul expert be so effortlessly dispersed?

It is well known that even a late Nascent Soul expert would find it nearly impossible to dispel such an aura so easily.

In the realms above the Nascent Soul Stage, even the smallest differences in level yield insurmountable gaps!

“Will you take your own lives, or shall this monk do it for you?”

Kun-Kun asked the crowd in a quiet voice.

His tone was so calm, as if he were asking old friends whether they’d prefer rice or noodles for dinner, not life or death.

“Hah, what of your strength?

Do you truly understand what makes the Black Witch Tribe formidable across the land?”

Hearing Kun-Kun’s brazen and arrogant words, the elderly man sneered coldly.

He waved a large hand, and all around, the tribe members retrieved venomous insects from their waist pouches—centipedes, snakes, crabs, and many tiny green creatures.

“Wicked souls unfit even for reincarnation!”

Kun-Kun cast a glance at the venomous insects surrounding him and slightly shook his head before striking forward directly at the elder.

“Kill him!

Kill that filthy monk!”

The elder’s face darkened in rage as he retreated while loudly shouting orders to his tribe members.

Swish swish swish!

With the elder’s command, countless venomous insects rushed toward Kun-Kun under their masters’ control.

Boom!

A dull thud rang out as one unlucky victim was struck on the forehead by Kun-Kun’s palm.

He flew backward, his forehead collapsing inward just like the previous victims, dying in the same grotesque manner.

Clang clang clang!

The venomous insects latched onto Kun-Kun, but all that could be heard was the ringing of metal clashing.

The teeth of these insects were exceptionally sharp, able to cut through regular steel, yet they could not inflict the slightest harm on Kun-Kun’s skin.

This…

How is this possible?

What is this man’s level of cultivation?

Even someone on the cusp of Divinity Transformation could not have such impenetrable flesh, dismissing these venomous insects entirely.

And there were hundreds of them!

“Grand Elder, what now?”

One of the men beside the elder asked worriedly, seeing that the venomous insects seemed unable to harm Kun-Kun.

“Summon the Priest!

If this monk’s cultivation has surpassed our strength, we have no choice but to call upon the Priest!”

The elder contemplated briefly before commanding the man beside him.

Soon, the elder also summoned his own venomous insect!

A small, blood-red insect, about ten centimeters long, with eerie green eyes, glowing sinisterly.

“Go.

He is your nourishment!”

The elder whispered to the insect in his palm, as if speaking to a child.

The blood-red insect disappeared from the elder’s hand, only to reappear directly in front of Kun-Kun.

A distance of over a hundred meters closed in an instant, demonstrating the insect’s astonishing speed.

By this time, Kun-Kun was already drenched in blood, his mind consumed by killing.

Each strike of his palm crushed several, sometimes even over a dozen, Black Witch Tribe members.

Venomous insects still swarmed him, their numbers unknowable, as countless died around him.

Noticing yet another venomous insect lunging at him, Kun-Kun didn’t think twice and swiped at it with his palm.

However, the instant his palm struck the insect, the blood-red creature neither flew away nor died.

Instead, it bit into Kun-Kun’s hand!

Blood began seeping slowly from the wound.

The insect then seemed to morph, burrowing through the small injury and entering Kun-Kun’s body.

“Kill him, quickly!

The Grand Elder’s venomous insect has bitten him!”

“Direct all the insects toward his injured palm!

He already has a wound there!”

“Finish off that damned monk!

Bastard, barging into our stronghold out of nowhere!”

“Kill him!

I’ll hack him to pieces!”

Seeing the Grand Elder’s blood-red insect pierce Kun-Kun’s skin and enter his body, the surrounding Black Witch tribe members seemed to lose their minds, charging recklessly toward him.

Meanwhile, the venomous insects clinging to Kun-Kun sensed the fresh blood and swelled in frenzy, buzzing toward his wounded palm.

Smirking cruelly, the Grand Elder felt triumphant.

How dare anyone challenge the Black Witch Tribe?

Such arrogance surely meant death!