Chapter 893: Chapter 893 [The Passing of Master Hui Wen]

After the mysterious figure finished speaking, he pointed his right hand’s index and middle fingers towards the void.

Immediately, a strange force arose from thin air, surging like a tumultuous sea.

“Boom!”

With a thunderous sound, the mysterious figure effortlessly neutralized Master Hui Wen’s three-finger strike.

Master Hui Wen’s eyes were filled with shock, astonished by that singular strike of the opponent.

“Master Hui Wen, please pardon my unsightly skills!”

Immediately, Master Hui Wen, unwilling to submit, unleashed one extraordinary move after another—Prajna Palm, Burning Wood Saber Technique… from the Shaolin Sect’s Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, he executed over a dozen techniques in the blink of an eye.

However, the result was the same every time: as they reached the mysterious figure, they were immediately dispelled.

“Your strength has reached such a realm that perhaps there is no one in this world who can be your match!” Master Hui Wen couldn’t conceal the astonishment in his heart.

“Wrong. Not to mention the hidden masters who haven’t emerged from the Divine Land, even among the monsters in the Land of the Gods in the West, I’m not entirely confident!”

The mysterious figure sighed long, his hands behind his back.

“I’ve always admired Master Hui Wen’s move, Boundless Buddha Sea! Please, Master!” the mysterious figure said excitedly.

“Amitabha!”

Suddenly, Master Hui Wen’s monk robe fluttered, and an immense, peaceful energy was born. Master Hui Wen appeared solemnly majestic, surrounded by the supreme Buddha’s Light.

Immediately, Master Hui Wen clasped his hands together, and said gravely: “When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajnaparamita, he perceives…”

A holy force surged like a vast ocean, and the supreme Buddha’s Light illuminated the world, its limitless Buddhist Law was inviolable.

This time, the mysterious figure didn’t just stand quietly; his body shook, the robe he wore swelled without wind, and he assumed a Tai Chi posture. With his left hand forming the Universe Seal and his right hand the Cosmos Seal, he traced a line full of earth and cosmos mysteries in front of his chest.

However, he was reversing the flow of energy, advancing along the reverse path of Tai Chi.

“Roar!”

A dragon’s roar shot straight into the sky.

The mysterious figure seemed like the Heavenly Emperor descending upon the universe, his eyes sweeping with majesty, radiating an aura of destruction.

“Heaven-defying Art, Heaven and Earth Annihilation!”

The mysterious figure roared, and a sovereign aura engulfed the surroundings, rolling forth with the pressure as though to destroy the entire mountain!

When the Buddha Energy and the sovereign aura collided, the air sizzled, and the entire space seemed on the verge of exploding due to the compression.

After the clash, the sovereign aura completely overwhelmed the Buddha Energy, devouring it forcibly until it was entirely consumed.

A scorching wave washed over and engulfed Master Hui Wen…

Silence.

Everything became quiet.

The mysterious figure resumed his posture with hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Master Hui Wen before him.

Master Hui Wen sat cross-legged on the mat, maintaining the hand-clasped posture.

However, his eyes were closed, as if he was in meditation.

In reality, Master Hui Wen was already devoid of life…

The mysterious figure’s lips curled into a smile and he turned to leave the cave.

Strangely, though the two unleashed destructive power with a wave of their hands, in the end, the cave was restored to its original state without leaving a trace.

As if the mysterious figure had never come, a puzzle to the observers.

Outside the cave, the snow continued to fall endlessly.

“Hoo!”

The mysterious figure took a deep breath, unable to help himself from saying, “Snow, you should stop already!”

For reasons unknown, shortly after the mysterious figure departed from Ziguang Temple, the snow truly began to cease gradually.

The next day.

The snow-covered Ziguang Temple exuded an unusual atmosphere, as if something significant was about to happen.

“Master Hui Wen has reached Nirvana…”

Soon after, the news spread throughout Ziguang Temple.

…

“What a comfortable sleep, oh, it’s snowing!”

Upon waking, Ye Chenfeng discovered the snow falling outside the window.

“It’s snowing…”

Chu Qingxue had also just risen, and her beautiful eyes were full of delight as she gazed at the snowy scenery outside.

“Why don’t we build a snowman?” Chu Qingxue suggested.

“Build a snowman?” Ye Chenfeng felt a shiver: “How boring!”

“Then you just watch me, I’ll build one on my own!”

In the icy snow, Chu Qingxue wore gloves to build a snowman, her tiny face turning a vibrant red from the cold.

“You’re just watching and not helping me at all!” After working for a while, Chu Qingxue looked up, a bit annoyed, glaring at Ye Chenfeng.

“After you finish, let me show you how to destroy it in a second!”

“Violent brute!”

Chu Qingxue retorted irritably, shooting Ye Chenfeng a sharp look.

That snowy Sunday felt extraordinarily tranquil with a gentle warmth.

After finishing the snowman, Chu Qingxue took a few pictures, standing there admiring her creation.

“Bang!”

But just then, a shadow suddenly flew out, and with a kick, the snowman’s body vanished.

“Swish!”

Snow splattered all over Chu Qingxue, and with a chill on her neck, Chu Qingxue was momentarily dumbfounded.

Yet promptly regaining her composure, Chu Qingxue was ablaze with anger as she charged towards Ye Chenfeng: “Ye Chenfeng, I’m going to fight you to death!”

It seemed only Ye Chenfeng could anger Chu Qingxue to the point where she would refer to herself in such a way.

“Whoosh…”

However, when Chu Qingxue grabbed Ye Chenfeng, he slipped away, leaving her empty-handed.

Nevertheless, Chu Qingxue didn’t give up, chasing him with wild abandon…

In the end, Chu Qingxue ran until she was utterly exhausted and gave up.

For two hours after that, Chu Qingxue didn’t speak a word to Ye Chenfeng.

“Xue’xue, look, I’ve made two more snowmen for you!”

Realizing he had upset Chu Qingxue, Ye Chenfeng proactively went outside to build two more snowmen.

“Are those snowmen? They’re clearly just lumps of snow!”

Chu Qingxue finally responded, glancing at the two snowmen Ye Chenfeng created, speaking with a cold tone.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the snowmen again, bewildered: “I think they’re quite nice, everything’s there. Are they missing something?”

Ye Chenfeng seemed to suddenly remember something, clapped his hands, and said: “Oh right, I got it. My two snowmen are a man and a woman; as they stand now, there’s no distinction between male and female, no wonder you don’t like them! I’ll fix that now.”

When Chu Qingxue saw Ye Chenfeng’s completed work, she was momentarily stunned, then a blush spread across her lovely face, and she stared icily at Ye Chenfeng: “You scoundrel, pervert!”

After scolding him, Chu Qingxue turned and ran into the villa.

Ye Chenfeng was at a loss: “What’s the matter? Now that these snowmen have everything, I’ve even emphasized the male and female features. How does that make me a scoundrel and pervert?”

He was utterly puzzled.

In the afternoon, Chu Qingxue received a phone call from an unfamiliar number.

She was initially puzzled, but upon answering, she knew who it was.

“Xiao Min, is that you? What, you’re all already in Jiangnan?” Chu Qingxue’s tone was full of astonishment.