Chapter 552: Chapter 95: The Sorrowful Lingshu Bodhisattva

“Boom!”

A world-shocking killing intent soared into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Boundless immortal light enveloped the whole world, and the poor little temple nearly shattered into pieces in an instant, subsequently being blasted into rubble by the force of the impact.

“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”

A total of twelve golden tunneling lights burst out from the cramped temple.

As the golden light dispersed, twelve figures revealed their forms. The embarrassed look on their faces was almost comical.

Leading them, dressed in the Embroidered Jiasha, was Lingshu Bodhisattva, currently disheveled, with his delicate face inadvertently flushed with a tinge of panic.

Following closely behind Lingshu Bodhisattva was the old monk Yuan Jue, who also had a look of disarray, his saffron-colored kasaya even torn apart significantly.

The rest of the ten Quasi-Saints didn’t fare any better, all in tattered garments, some with faces smeared with blood.

“Lingshu, you actually deceived me; are you not afraid of the Buddha’s punishment?” Ga She said sullenly, still feigning the Buddha’s authority in his speech.

Lingshu Bodhisattva’s face turned pale and he retorted sharply: “My dear Venerable Ga She! I don’t need to tell you how grave a sin it is to falsely transmit the Buddha’s decree, right? In my opinion, it’s you who fake transmitting the Buddha’s decree and truly betray the Buddha!”

“Lingshu, do not spit blood!” Ga She stood at the forefront, continuously forming seal gestures with his hands hidden behind his back.

“Fine! Since the Great Venerable says I am framing you, then show us the decree and let us see!” Lingshu insisted stubbornly, stretching out his right palm with his fingers elegantly poised as if truly wishing to see the Buddha’s holy decree.

But having been deceived once, the crowd wouldn’t be fooled by his seemingly harmless appearance again.

“It’s useless to say more. Since you don’t trust me, just die!” Ga She’s eyes emitted a fierce light, and a golden, glittering Ten Thousand Character Great Tao Rune instantly formed in the void, pressing towards Lingshu Bodhisattva in front.

“Attack!” Li Qingming bellowed, raising the Qiankun Ruler and furiously slamming it down.

The rest of the people also burst into action, their powers surging. The world shone brightly, resplendently!

Although they had been prepared for Ga She’s attack, Lingshu never expected their moves to come so fast and so ruthlessly, leaving no room for mercy.

“Damn you, Ga She, you really did betray the Buddha!” Lingshu roared, at the same time, a brilliant golden light spread from his hand, condensing into a shimmering golden long spear in the void.

The sharp spear tip, like tidal waves, surged forth vigorously, sweeping across the armies, cutting through the entire void, with violent Chaotic Spirit Qi sweeping across three thousand feet!

“Clang!”

The rune collided with the long spear, emitting a deafening sound, like two stars colliding, completely collapsing the sealed void. Chaos Qi flood in, the aura of killing unmatched.

Lingshu, holding a golden Buddha power spear, was blasted backwards, but unfortunately, the void was already locked, and as Lingshu crashed into the surrounding Locking Void Array, he was instantly rebounded.

And Li Qingming’s plank was already in the air, following closely after the Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal, pressing down fiercely on Lingshu.

“Boom!”

The radiant Qiankun Ruler, carrying the might to tear the heavens, directly pressed Lingshu into the ground. Each strand of Yuqing True Essence it emitted was powerful enough to crush mountains.

The surrounding land, with the Qiankun Ruler as the center, spread out into several massive cracks in all directions.

The land that had been slightly lively, in an instant turned bare, all green grass and fresh flowers rapidly withered, the foundation of the small temple completely razed to the ground!

“Boom!”

A directive issued, and it exploded in all directions.

Not only the unlucky Lingshu Bodhisattva suffered greatly, but even the old monk Yuan Jue was tormented by Long Xuhu, barely alive.

Don’t be fooled by how Yuan Jue usually trembles when walking, seemingly frail, it’s actually all an act. If he wasn’t somewhat capable, would Lingshu keep him around all the time?

At this moment, the old monk no longer looked feeble. As he unleashed all his Buddha power, his stature suddenly grew taller, his lean body suddenly swelling, muscles bulging.

However, what was abnormal was that his old face still looked like dry tree bark, giving off a very peculiar feeling.

“You old freak, take a hammer from Grandpa Dragon!” Long Xuhu, holding a huge Wind and Thunder Hammer, swung it straight at him.

Yuan Jue dodged sideway, avoiding the hammer’s strike, and turned around to blow out a strange wind with a “whoosh.”

In an instant, sand billowed, and Long Xuhu felt his Primordial Spirit tremble slightly, then pain on his shoulder as he was blown back.

With a “Boom!”

Gray and murky waves of earth strike against the heavens, puncturing holes in the void.

The strange wind that Yuan Jue blew out is called the Nine Flames Divine Wind, affecting directly upon the Primordial Spirits. Any being caught by Yuan Jue’s breath, unless their cultivation vastly surpasses his, will have their Primordial Spirit influenced, leaving them open to his surprise attacks.

Unexpectedly, this old monk was so formidable that he managed to severely injure Long Xuhu, whose body is comparable to that of a Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, shattering his internal bones and meridians.

This time, before Long Xuhu could activate the Power of Life Law to heal his body, layers of green light waves undulated on their own. Following a moment equivalent to the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Long Xuhu’s body was restored to its initial state, except for a slightly pale complexion.

“Ptui! Damnit you old fart, you really think I’m easy to bully?” Long Xuhu spat out a thick glob of phlegm, his hands forming changing seal formations, and shortly thereafter, he bellowed, “Life Reversal!”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, Long Xuhu’s already robust frame grew even taller by more than a foot, bursting with endless vitality.

“Don’t run, eat another hammer from me!” The raging Long Xuhu swung his Wind and Thunder Hammer, boosting his strength appreciably in his anger.

“Bang!”

As Long Xuhu wielded the Wind and Thunder Hammer, he chased like the wind, his mighty aura blasting open the heavens and earth, creating a new world. Endless Qi Forces circulated, dispersing stars that slowly rotated, unleashing apocalyptic powers as they crushed down towards the old monk Yuan Jue, vowing to smash him beneath the hammer.

“Swoosh!”

Yuan Jue, the old monk, attempted to repeat his previous technique to severely injure Long Xuhu once more.

However, this time, no matter how he blew the divine wind, he couldn’t shake Long Xuhu’s Primordial Spirit.

With no other choice, he had to resist the blows of the Wind and Thunder Hammer with his fists.

“Whoom!”

Visible ripples vibrated out, the void disintegrated wherever the Wind and Thunder Hammer passed, and ghosts wailed and gods howled.

Long Xuhu’s war spirit soared, not caring about the old monk’s fists at all, and directly smashed down with his force.

“Thud!”

The Wind and Thunder Hammer, made of neither gold nor iron, swept down and struck Yuan Jue’s head directly. Flesh and blood flew, completely blasting his head away. His bones continually creaked and cracked, and along with his relic golden core, they thunderously disintegrated into dust.

With this battle concluded, the results for the rest were also quite rich.

Yang Jian killed two with a single strike of his Ruyi Jingu Bang, Li Qingquan slayed three with an Overwhelming Handprint, Kasyapa and Anan, each embodying a Vajra Body, perfectly resolved two Quasi-Saints.

The most terrifying was Shakyamuni, who actually converted the remaining three Quasi-Saints into disciples of the Huaxia Buddhism, ushering them into his Palm Buddha Country.

All other minions were dealt with, and now only Lingshu Bodhisattva, pressed under the earth by Li Qingming’s Qiankun Ruler, remained.

Retrieving the Qiankun Ruler, Li Qingming looked at Lingshu in the pit, who looked like a dead dog, and said, “Hey, stop playing dead. If you have breath, crawl up here yourself. Otherwise, I’m sending you to the west now!”

“Whoosh!”

As soon as Li Qingming’s words ended, a white shadow shot up from beneath the earth.

At this moment, Lingshu Bodhisattva, where was the dignity of a Bodhisattva? He looked extremely miserable.

His hair, originally neatly tied high under the Glazed Glass Bead Crown, was now messily spread out, chaotically flapping behind his head. His Embroidered Jiasha, having lost its Spiritual Treasure effect, was tattered and in shreds.

The most laughable was his scholarly face, half green, half white, with corners of his mouth and eyes still had traces of blood.

“What do you want?” Lingshu Bodhisattva struggled to control his fear and hoarsely said.

“What do I want?” Li Qingming was momentarily startled, shrugged his shoulders and said, “What do you think I want? Take us to that place, give me the key to open it, and I’ll spare your life!”

“In your dreams!” Clenching his teeth, Lingshu Bodhisattva said.

In truth, he was still worried about his own safety. He thought, if he gave the key now, he would definitely be torn to shreds by these barbarous people.

“Alright then, sorry about this!” Li Qingming nodded, turned to the Great Venerable Ga She beside him, and said, “Ga She, go ahead and kill him. Oh, and don’t forget to Soul Search.”

“Yes, Master!” Ga She licked his dry lips, and as he walked toward Lingshu Bodhisattva, he muttered softly, “Such a high-ranking Bodhisattva in the Late Quasi-Saint stage, I wonder what the taste of his relic golden core is like? Hmm, I must try it later…”

Lingshu Bodhisattva, terrified, turned pale green, and shrieked in ultimate fear, “Take it, I’ll give you everything!”

Ga She gently patted Lingshu Bodhisattva’s face and said, “You should have said so earlier!”

Lingshu Bodhisattva was nearly in tears, trembling violently, thinking, “Who the hell knew you were so twisted!”

Li Qingming waved his hand and instructed Ga She, “Alright! Ga She, seal this yin and yang person’s relic golden core, clean up that small temple’s ruins, and we’ll cross directly back!”

“Yes, Master!” Ga She nodded, released a golden light to seal Lingshu’s relic golden core, and then summoned Kasyapa and Anan to start cleaning up the temple.

A quarter hour later, the group rechecked their spatial coordinates, a flash of golden light, and they crossed the starry sky. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation votes, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)