CHAPTER 952: CHAPTER 463: JIANG’S SENIOR BODYGUARD TEAM?_2

Jiang Wan’s delicate brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes filled with annoyance.

Especially when she saw the originally dispersing demonic qi of Ran Qingchen gradually gathering back, the woman grew even more anxious.

Breaking free from the heart demon was certainly good.

But if they could take the opportunity to bind and purify the demonic qi from Ran Qingchen, it would be much easier to deal with later.

At least they wouldn’t have to worry about him completely falling into the Asura Path,

but it’s a pity that all this was ruined by that old bald monk, the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect.

And his timely appearance was clearly also a carefully calculated move from the shadows.

"Old bald monk, do you really intend to let the Shura return to the world?"

Jiang Wan understood the Saint Buddha’s scheming, angrily demanding, "Do you think letting the Shura bear the heavenly tribulation, you’ll be able to hide and secretly ascend, deceiving the heavens?"

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect smiled, clasping his hands together, and said:

"This monk only believes in fate, everything in this world has its destiny, everything is predestined. It’s just that this monk happened to be here, happened to save the Shura, and even happened to be able to bring you back. This is the will of heaven.

Of course, according to this monk’s original plan, if the heavenly tribulation descends again, it would rely on your three relics to help this monk pass through this tribulation. After all, it was this monk who gave you the chance for rebirth, so this karmic debt should also be repaid to this monk."

His gaze fell gently on Jiang Wan,

"But now with the Asura Queen in front, it seems the Heavenly Dao cares more about her than this monk. So, it may be that you three could have your relics bring fortune out of disaster and ascend with this monk."

Curiosity flashed in Jiang Wan’s eyes, her brows raised slightly as she couldn’t help but ask, "Besides me and the protector deity of the Esoteric Sect, to whom does the remaining relic belong?"

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect smiled, "When the time is right, you will naturally know."

He slowly raised his right hand.

A massive, dazzling golden Buddha hand appeared out of thin air, descending upon Jiang Wan like Mount Tai.

It was as if Jiang Wan was nothing more than a little bird at the mercy of being grasped.

Jiang Wan was about to use a secret technique to escape when her expression suddenly changed, as if sensing something, she rubbed her brow with a wry smile, "Little Yi, since you’re here, help your sister this once, I was wrong."

Now the Mirror World has disappeared, returning to reality.

Jiang Yi could also rush over.

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect hesitated, lotus flowers blooming beneath his feet with every step he took to the side.

With each step, a booming explosion followed, with earth and stones scattering.

At the same time, crimson threads surged from all directions like serpents.

Seeing this, the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect sighed helplessly, withdrawing the Buddha hand prepared to deal with Jiang Wan, and turned around, striking fiercely behind him with his palm.

With a thundering boom, the air shook violently, and a beautiful figure emerged, retreating several yards before barely managing to steady herself.

The newcomer was Jiang Yi.

"Wow, Little Yi is impressive."

Jiang Wan clapped her hands, her face filled with flattery.

However, Jiang Yi didn’t even glance at her, her beautiful eyes filled with frost, coldly staring at the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect, stating word by word:

"If you want to take away that bitch Jiang Wan, I won’t interfere, but if you dare harm Qingchen, I will risk my life to fight you!"

Jiang Wan’s face immediately fell, "Little Yi, do you have to be so heartless."

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect remained silent, his gaze deep, as if weighing the benefits and risks.

After a moment, he gently shook his head and slowly said, "I only act according to the will of heaven, you are no match for this monk, why should this monk fear you?"

"Try me."

A captivating smile appeared on Jiang Yi’s seductive face.

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect lightly tapped his foot, took a step, and in the blink of an eye appeared three yards away.

And in the place where he had just stood, Jiang Yi suddenly appeared out of thin air, countless pink threads with deadly intent scattering like fireworks.

"Quite the quick dodger."

Jiang Yi furrowed her eyebrows, sarcastically remarking.

Jiang Wan remarked teasingly, "This bald monk evaded the heavenly tribulation years ago, his skill in escaping is unmatched."

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect wasn’t annoyed, smiling as he replied, "Indeed, that is the case."

Jiang Yi stayed silent, her hands quickly forming a strange Dharma Seal.

Strands of pink mist quickly intertwined and condensed into a massive sphere. The sphere radiated brilliant light, much like a blazing sun suspended high above her head.

Seeing this, the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect involuntarily frowned slightly and said helplessly, "Ms. Jiang, do you really intend to fight to the death with this monk? It’s a pity that you’ve overestimated yourself and underestimated this monk."

At this tense and confrontational moment, a voice as cold as ice suddenly pierced through the taut air within the grand hall.

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect turned his head to look.

At some point, a woman had appeared in the grand hall.

The woman’s appearance was stunning, her skin as flawless as jade, and her golden long dress fluttered elegantly in the wind.

Merely standing there, she resembled a dignified golden peony in full bloom, exuding an impressive aura that inspired awe.

It was Empress Luo Wanqing.

"Ah, senior sister is here to help junior sister too, I’m so touched,"

Upon seeing Luo Wanqing’s appearance, Jiang Wan was slightly taken aback, then immediately broke into a bright smile and familiarly greeted her.

The enthusiastic demeanor seemed as if the two were intimate friends, with no past grievances whatsoever.

But just like Jiang Yi, Luo Wanqing clearly did not have a favorable impression of this woman she once loathed deeply.

She gently waved her hand, and nine golden lotuses bloomed around her.

On each golden lotus, light flowed.

Within every ray of light lay an extreme killing intent, firmly locking onto the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect.

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect still wore a calm smile on his face, his hands clasped in prayer, "Today this monk is fortunate to witness the unparalleled grace of Empress Luo, truly a great fortune in life."

Saying this, he looked towards the Asura Queen, whose demonic aura was surging back, a flash of regret passing through his eyes, followed by a resigned smile as he sighed:

"Enough, enough. This monk has other important matters on hand. Regardless, today this monk has at least won a half-step victory. Benefactor Jiang, until we meet again, this monk shall visit you another time."

The monk knew clearly in his heart that taking Jiang Wan away under the eyes of these three women was impossible.

Jiang Wan’s Sword of the Masses, though not posing a fatal threat to him, was enough to make him wary and restrained.

Jiang Yi’s Heavenly Demon Technique had already reached perfection. If she fought desperately, her strength could ascend nearly to the Feathered Transformation Realm, not to be underestimated.

And as for Luo Wanqing, there’s no need to elaborate.

The terrifying cultivation of a half-step Heavenly Human Realm, just standing there, exuded an intangible sense of oppression.

With this lineup, he truly had no chance of victory.

What’s more, with the demonic aura returning to the Asura Queen’s body, it did not affect his long-term plans.

"Can you leave though?"

A cold smile curved at the corner of Luo Wanqing’s mouth.

The Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect slightly raised his head and calmly smiled:

"I’m afraid to disappoint the Empress; if this monk wishes to leave, the three of you cannot stop me. What a pity this isn’t this monk’s meditation abode; otherwise, to have tea and discuss the Dao with Empress Luo would be a delightful event."

"I’m not good at discussing the Dao, but she can, you can ask her. She loves to reason with others,"

Luo Wanqing lifted her pointed chin, gesturing behind the monk.

The smile on the Saint Buddha’s face instantly froze, his expression turning somewhat stiff.

He slowly turned around.

To find that another woman had appeared in the grand hall.

The woman moved with an ethereal grace, her rough cloth robe and thorny hairpin couldn’t conceal her pure and transcendent aura, rising unsullied from the mud.

At this moment, she was surrounded by crystalline snowflakes.

Each snowflake shimmered with a chilly light, accentuating her ethereal, fairy-like presence, as if untouched by mortal life.

The woman was the female master of the Wanshou Mountains and Rivers, Dugu Luoxue.

"Ah, four people now," Jiang Wan clapped her hands with a smile, "Old bald donkey, can you still leave now?"

The face of the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect shifted between gloom and brightness.

Yet in the next moment, his expression dramatically changed, his nerves instantly tightened, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Behind Dugu Luoxue, another woman had slowly emerged.

The woman wore a light purple long gown, perfectly accentuating her unparalleled graceful figure. Just standing there, she exuded a majestic air above all creation.

Li Guanshi!