CHAPTER 1135: CHAPTER 1135: THE DHARMA NAME HAS BEEN SETTLED

But Ye Chenfeng showed no fear or avoidance towards this, his domineering and fierce attacks made gods and ghosts fear.

Forcing Xiao Qianshan to retreat step by step, almost giving him no chance to catch his breath.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

After a few swift moves, Xiao Qianshan managed to get a bit of breathing space.

"Myriad Dragon Slash!"

Suddenly, Xiao Qianshan unleashed a shocking ultimate move, which was his hidden trump card.

Immediately, the heavens and earth seemed to be filled with blades like stars and countless sharp edges pouring down like torrential rain.

Numerous sword lights cascaded from the sky like storm winds, seemingly intent on devouring the heavens and burying the sky.

However, Ye Chenfeng slashed diagonally in the air, and a divine radiance appeared from the god’s gate.

Yet the situation changed, and the sky full of Blade Qi formed into a vortex. The destructive power spread with reckless abandon.

Ye Chenfeng fearlessly charged straight into the vortex of Blade Qi, using his body as a weapon, passing through the flames of battle.

"Boom!"

Subsequently, Ye Chenfeng forcefully broke through the vortex of Blade Qi.

In the blink of an eye, he brushed past Xiao Qianshan.

"Sshh!"

A streak of cold light like a raging current shot through.

"Puff!"

Then a line of blood appeared, followed by an arrow of blood stretching in the air, blooming into flowers of blood.

Xiao Qianshan remained motionless, but a thin line appeared on his neck, instantly spreading open, and blood spurted forth.

One Sword Throat Seal!

The hidden dragon had awakened, a roar had shaken a thousand mountains, and now he fell!

Xiao Qianshan’s eyes bulged, filled with disbelief, never comprehending what had just happened in that instant.

Originally, he intended to crush an existence like an ant in his eyes, but unexpectedly, the ant turned around and killed him.

This was something Xiao Qianshan had never anticipated, even to his death!

Once again, the world resumed its normal state, snowflakes fluttered down, cold winds whistled, but there was an extra corpse in the snow.

"Boom!"

Meanwhile, a boom sounded in Ye Chenfeng’s mind as he gradually regained consciousness, with the red glow before his eyes fading, restoring clarity.

After the battle just now, Ye Chenfeng’s body was almost entirely exhausted, as he could not yet withstand such intensity.

"Huff, huff..."

Seated in the snow, Ye Chenfeng breathed heavily, feeling like his whole skeleton had almost collapsed.

Looking at Xiao Qianshan’s corpse on the ground, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but say, "Being stronger than you and killing you is a show-off, being weaker than you and killing you is badass! I allow you to insult me once, but I don’t allow you to walk in my world! The only outcome is a dead end!"

Successfully killing Xiao Qianshan, Ye Chenfeng felt extremely exhilarated. This was almost his most satisfying battle ever.

Except for not forcibly breaking the seal, Ye Chenfeng had used all his trump cards.

But the primary credit naturally went to the moment he triggered the "kill" character, allowing Ye Chenfeng to successfully transform.

This was the first time Ye Chenfeng had independently triggered the "kill" character, knowing naturally it was related to absorbing the golden blood of the War God. The situation that day had given him a thread of opportunity.

Now Ye Chenfeng almost understood that the "kill" character was nourished by negative emotions.

"Ah! So satisfying!"

Although yesterday’s affliction was already cleared, after truly killing Xiao Qianshan today, he felt even more gratified.

"Clunk!"

Ye Chenfeng suddenly fell into the snow, his eyelids incredibly heavy, and gradually lost consciousness.

"Where am I?" When Ye Chenfeng woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment.

This was a Zen Room, cleaned immaculately.

A charcoal stove was burning on the floor, so heat was sustained in the icy snowy land.

Ye Chenfeng’s head felt extraordinarily heavy, as if filled with lead, and his body was quite stiff.

But Ye Chenfeng managed to get up from the bed, and after getting up, he observed here.

If nothing unexpected happened, this would be Tianbao Temple.

"Benefactor, Amitabha Buddha!"

At that moment, the Zen Room door opened.

A monk entered from outside, cloaked in a gray monk’s robe, patched in several places.

But the simple attire couldn’t conceal his ethereal aura, his face had sharp angles like carved by knife and axe, and his long peach-shaped eyes carried a deep charm.

Ye Chenfeng dared to bet this monk was definitely a handsome man who captivated areas in his youth.

Even though he became a Buddhist Cultivator, his Spirit Root was extraordinary, just standing there gave people a feeling like a spring breeze.

"Master, is your Dharma name Dusted Settled?" Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask.

According to his previous judgment, Tianbao Temple was extremely serene, with very few Buddhist Cultivators, possibly just one or two.

Plus Xiao Qianshan previously stated: Tianbao Temple’s Master is Dusted Settled.

Considering the aura of breaking spiritual energy from the Buddhist Cultivator in front, Ye Chenfeng could basically identify him as Dusted Settled.

"Why must the benefactor ask what he already knows?" Dusted Settled answered with a counter-question.

Ye Chenfeng paused slightly, but he unspokenly admitted he was indeed Dusted Settled.

"If the benefactor’s body is well, please promptly leave, lest Buddha’s pure land be disturbed." Dusted Settled coldly issued an expulsion order.

"I..."

Instantly, Ye Chenfeng felt a bit hesitant.

"The benefactor bears numerous sins on his body and yet kills brazenly before Buddha. Buddha opened his temple with mercy but cannot accommodate you in the Buddhist Holy Land!" Dusted Settled spoke coldly.

Though Dusted Settled went in circles with a lot of words, Ye Chenfeng understood clearly, Dusted Settled urgently wanted to drive him away, perhaps already aware of his purpose.

Thinking of this, Ye Chenfeng felt more determined in his belief, to obtain what he wanted from Tianbao Temple.

Ye Chenfeng looked into Dusted Settled’s eyes and asked, "I’ve often heard the renunciants are merciful?"

"Indeed!"

"They take the duty to save the multitude as their mission?"

"Indeed!"

"Then do I count as the multitude?"

"Indeed!"

"Then shouldn’t the Master save me?"

"Impossible!"

"Puh!"

Ye Chenfeng was so taken aback by this response, he almost spat blood.

"Master, what does this mean? Since I’m the multitude, but the Master refuses to save me, isn’t this contradictory?" Ye Chenfeng inquired.

Dusted Settled looked at Ye Chenfeng briefly and said, "Your sins are too heavy, not something I alone can resolve. Thus, please, benefactor, leave!"

"I could leave if you tell me something? I have one condition," Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

Dusted Settled slightly furrowed his brows and couldn’t help but ask, "What condition?"

"Tell me where Danzeng Gama is," Ye Chenfeng straightforwardly stated.

"What?"

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s question, Dusted Settled visibly reacted with shock.

This made Ye Chenfeng puzzled. Shouldn’t Dusted Settled know about this matter?

How come upon hearing it, he seems so extraordinarily shocked?

Could it be he had other reasons for wanting me gone?

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes flickered, he nodded and said, "I request the Master to inform me of his whereabouts. Once you say it, I will immediately leave here."