CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 149: LONG LIFE

Kou Huai’an...

Ya Jiu’s lips tightened slightly. Ever since he descended to this Pure Thought Sect Buddhist Tower, he had been communicating with Wu Huo using the Sound Transmission Skill.

They knew that people from the Ghost Market who had previously obtained the Buddha’s shed skin were secretly tracking them, but Kou Huai’an had also gotten involved, appearing in the form of a praying mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind...

In a deep voice, Ya Jiu asked Kou Huai’an, "Do you know the purpose of this Buddha Body?"

One of the false identities that Ya Jiu and Wu Huo used while traveling abroad was that of a disciple of a highly esteemed elder from the Ghost Market.

If Kou Huai’an did not know the true purpose of this Buddha Body, he would never have risked retaliation by engaging in this kind of black market treachery.

"Sir, you are not the only clever person in the world."

Kou Huai’an shook his head and said, "I was the first to discover these remains of the Buddha Body in the Dark River, and I was also the one who researched the remains and identified that they belonged to Shixing Monk."

"I see."

Ya Jiu nodded, immediately understanding the reason for Kou Huai’an’s presence here. "Your father, Kou Wukui, and Shixing Monk were from the same era, so it’s not surprising he knew the secrets of the Pure Thought Sect’s legacy. So, you knew that the text behind the remains recorded some kind of information. In order to understand its exact meaning, you purposely sold part of the Buddha’s shed skin to the interested Demon Sect. Unfortunately, even the Demon Sect did not know how to decipher it. So you concocted the false news that ’Ghost Market Fishermen dredged up fragments of the Buddha’s shed skin from the Dark River’ to bait us. You wanted us, those who know how to decipher the script, to find this place for you."

"Heh."

Kou Huai’an gave a slight smile, neither confirming nor denying, and reached for the Golden Needles on his father Kou Wukui’s hand.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The suspended Demon Sect Young Master shouted urgently, "My life lamp is at the main temple of the Pure World Bright Flame! If you kill me here, my father will definitely know..."

Kou Huai’an said indifferently, "So what? You will perish together with these two disciples of Yuan Sou. If your dad wants revenge, he should be after him."

"I can cure your father’s illness!"

The Demon Sect Young Master hurriedly shouted upon seeing this, "Each generation of your Kou Family has people who become mentally unclear in their middle to old age; no matter how advanced their Cultivation is, it is of no help. It looks like your father is like that, right? My Pure World Bright Flame has Divine Pills that can cure him..."

"Naïve!"

Wu Huo, who was stuck in the wall, shouted angrily and said darkly, "He is no filial son or prudent grandson. Kou Wukui hasn’t made a public appearance for many years. If the Kou brothers wanted to cure him, they would have sought famous doctors all over the world long ago. Even if, to preserve the Kou Family’s standing in the Ghost Market, they couldn’t announce the news of Kou Wukui’s senility and mental unclarity, they should have at least sought a cure in secret. The Kou Family showed no such signs, which proves that the two brothers did not want to cure their father. See the Golden Needles on the back of Kou Wukui’s hand? He’s clearly been turned into a Dull Puppet."

The members of the Devil Sect were shocked upon hearing this. What shook them was not Kou Huai’an’s display of "filial piety," but the fear and concern for their own lives.

Kou Wukui was of the Candle Cloud Realm. Even if his mind was unclear, he was being used by his sons as Low-level Puppets, and his full strength could not exert even a fifth of its potential, he was still an existence capable of stepping through the threshold of the Cloud Patrol.

The fact that Kou Huai’an dared to reveal this secret showed that he had no intention of letting anyone leave this place alive.

All being seasoned veterans, the members of the Devil Sect exchanged glances with Wu Huo and Ya Jiu. Through eye contact, they understood each other’s intentions: to cooperate and jointly confront Kou Huai’an.

THUD!

A muffled sound was heard as Wu Huo, pressed against the wall by immense Telekinesis, had his muscles swell again. He struggled against the instinctively unleashed Telekinesis of Kou Wukui and finally managed to pull out his right leg, kicking out and sending the stone tiles on the ground flying towards Kou Huai’an.

"Hmph."

Kou Huai’an stood his ground, unfazed, and lightly twisted the Golden Needle on his father’s hand. He manipulated the Telekinesis to block the flying debris.

Taking advantage of this fleeting moment, Wu Huo forcefully "pried" himself from the wall, driving the Fierce Appearance on his back to slowly descend and gradually meld into his entire body.

Simultaneously, Ya Jiu on the side of the battlefield was also making his move. His palm shook, and from the gaps between his index finger, numerous silver needles appeared out of thin air. With a flick towards the sky, the needles shot out like rays of light and then fell towards the people around Kou Huai’an.

Kou Huai’an remained unmoved, continuing to twist the Golden Needle and controlling his father to release Telekinesis, forming an invisible wall in the air to block all the falling silver needles.

However, in his blind spot, several long silver needles exploded in a strange trajectory around the Devil Sect Members.

The disturbed Spiritual Energy allowed them to temporarily break free from Kou Huai’an’s control.

The lucky Demon Sect Young Master, who had just landed, immediately crushed his own longevity lock.

BOOM!!

At the center of the longevity lock, a wave of intangible emerald flames spread outwards in a ring.

These emerald flames, imbued with special demonic power, completely prevented Kou Wukui’s Telekinesis from penetrating the flame barrier.

"Unmovable Ming King Fire?"

Kou Huai’an’s eyelids twitched. "The Demon Sect actually entrusted you with this. It seems they really value you. What a pity, today you’re destined to fall here."

With those words, Kou Huai’an acted with both hands, agitating the Golden Needles and releasing Telekinesis.

The three parties clashed, with Kou Huai’an and the Kou Wukui under his control undoubtedly the strongest.

A casual telekinetic outburst was enough to crack the ground, scatter dirt and sand, and collapse the mountain walls. A mere brush could wound, a touch could kill.

A Demon Sect guard clad in tough armor was a step too slow to dodge and was twisted into a corkscrew by the Telekinesis, his entire figure distorted.

Armor shards and flesh mixed together, resembling a clobbered oyster.

The Demon Sect, Wu Huo, and Ya Jiu had no choice but to band together in defense, constantly attacking to distract and protect themselves from being hit by deadly telekinetic impacts.

So this is the power possessed by the Candle Cloud Realm...

Li Ang looked at the hall’s battered floor.

A Candle Cloud Realm low-level cultivator, over eighty years old and suspected of Alzheimer’s, without using any Breathing Technique, was still capable of rendering such destructive force upon the terrain. If he were in good condition and clear-minded, destroying all the buildings in an entire town alone wouldn’t be difficult...

RUSTLE—

A rustling sound came from the corner. Li Ang turned to look and immediately shouted, "Everyone, stop fighting!"

BOOM! CLANG! CRASH!

Kou Huai’an, Ya Jiu, and the others were deep in combat and didn’t hear Li Ang’s words.

"I said, stop fighting!"

Li Ang raised his voice and finally caught their attention.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!—

Countless Buddha statues placed throughout the entire cave trembled in unison, with cracks appearing on their surfaces.