Chapter 165 - 150: Not Sparing the Buddhist Sect Classics

Chapter 165: Chapter 150: Not Sparing the Buddhist Sect Classics

BOOM!

The majestic Fist Power surged like an overwhelming tide, radiating the brilliant light of the Yellow Court Divine Spirit. For a moment, it overshadowed the radiant lights of the Buddha City, causing the daylight-like illumination to dim.

The respective ultimate techniques of the Monastery Master and the Lantuo Monk were struck by this punch.

THUD!

The Monastery Master was knocked back over a dozen steps, staggering uncontrollably!

WHOOSH!

The Lantuo Monk suffered the same fate as his Great Sun Buddha Palm collided with Chen Sha’s fist. As fist met palm, another BOOM echoed. The Lantuo Monk’s body acted like a giant bell taking a vicious strike, emitting the resonant, quivering toll of an ancient chime.

WHOOSH!

With just a single punch, both men were blasted more than thirty meters away.

A trace of blood seeped from the corner of Monastery Master I Heard’s mouth. His eyes were filled with disbelief. He could not accept that even after lending the Lantuo Monk a hand to fight two against one, they still failed to suppress this Dao Yi Sect Master and ended up on the losing end instead.

As for the Lantuo Monk, after being knocked back, he slammed a fist into the ground to halt his explosive retreat. His cloth robes fluttered wildly in the wind as he opened his pale golden eyes, gazing at Chen Sha from afar.

"Impressive!" The Lantuo Monk offered his praise, then shook off the numbness in his arm caused by the collision with Chen Sha’s fist. Like an elderly, leaping Buddhist Sect Vajra, he charged at Chen Sha once more, his momentum unbelievably ferocious.

"Back when Chen Canxuan was invincible in this world, this old monk had not yet mastered the Great Sun Buddha Palm and the Sutra of Marrow Cleansing, so I never had the chance to witness the exquisite Martial Arts of the Dao Yi Sect."

Battle lust surfaced on his now unwrinkled face. Breaking the sound barrier, he arrived in front of Chen Sha and abruptly thrust out his arms from his billowing sleeves.

"But looking at it now, at the same age, you surpass even your father. You have fulfilled this old monk’s lifelong wish of battling Chen Canxuan. What a great joy and fortune this is!"

As his palms reached out, his hands clasped together in front of Chen Sha, forming the shape of a lion’s mouth. During this process, the blood and marrow inside the old Lantuo Monk’s body could faintly be heard flowing like liquid mercury, exuding an incredibly profound sense of power.

It was the Sutra of Marrow Cleansing! This old monk had successfully cultivated another Supreme Martial Arts manual of the Buddhist Sect.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

After crushing his two enemies with a single punch, Chen Sha’s state of mind became even more confident and serene. Facing the incoming palm strike, even though his eardrums were ringing loudly, he casually raised his fist. "You weren’t qualified to challenge my father back then, and you still aren’t now!"

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Echoing his resounding words, their fists and palms clashed fiercely once more. The impacts sounded like the Thunder God beating a war drum, shaking everything within a three-hundred-meter radius. The sweeping air currents caused the lights inside the nearby Buddhist temples to flicker wildly, threatening to extinguish at any moment.

At the same time, the Monastery Master charged forward again with a grim expression. Since a two-on-one assault couldn’t gain the upper hand, their only option was to drag the fight out until Chen Sha revealed a flaw. By waiting at ease for the exhausted enemy, they would ultimately be able to finish him off.

For a time, the three of them became locked in a bitter struggle. After exchanging over a dozen moves, the sounds of their clashes no longer resembled the impact of flesh and bone, but rather the heavy collisions of bronze temple bells!

CLANG! CLANG CLANG CLANG!

However, not many people were around to appreciate this world-shocking battle. The scene was littered with corpses, and none of the Monk Soldiers who had fled in terror dared to return. Therefore, Yan Chimei, who stood on a distant hillside, was the only one positioned to witness the outcome of this grand duel.

When he saw Chen Sha holding the upper hand while fighting two opponents simultaneously, a deep sense of admiration and awe swelled in his heart. He knew that if he intervened, it would only diminish the true weight and glory of Chen Sha’s victory in this battle.

Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, he watched this phenomenal three-way battle where Chen Sha dominated. He thought, "If you truly manage to beat these two to death all by yourself, let alone the fifth-ranked Long Zaitian not being your match, even I will have to hand over my position as the world’s fourth to you. In fact, you’d even be ready to fight the Third Pang Saint."

Yan Chimei decided not to intervene. He wanted to witness this battle that would cement Chen Sha’s rise to fame. If Chen Sha succeeded, he would instantly stand on equal footing with the top three masters in the world. Yan Chimei was more than happy to witness the birth of a rare genius with the strength to challenge the Pang Saint ranked above him.

RUMBLE!

On the Buddha Worship Plaza, the three combatants had already exchanged over a hundred moves. During this time, Monastery Master I Heard continuously switched through various techniques. He executed the Great Compassion Palm, Thousand Leaves Palm, Prajna Palm, and other Buddhist Supreme Martial Arts one after another, yet none of them yielded any results.

Instead, Chen Sha seized an opportunity in that very moment. His parrying arm suddenly sprang up from his chest and abdomen, his five fingers forming a strange Hand Seal. Amidst a tearing sound in the air that resembled the wails of ghosts and the howling of wolves, he thrust the seal straight at Monastery Master I Heard’s chest!

WHOOSH!

The Fist Seal pressed forward. I Heard’s expression changed drastically. He stacked his hands together to block in front of him, only to feel the air being pulled and snapped back, causing his body to uncontrollably freeze for a split second.

"Celestial Demon Aura!" I Heard turned pale with shock. This was the ultimate skill of the Celestial Demon Sect; to think it would appear on Chen Sha!

Empowered by the Celestial Demon Domain, Chen Sha’s move automatically distorted the surrounding aura, significantly slowing down I Heard’s speed. For an expert of his caliber, a single thought was enough to seize this fleeting opening. The Fist Seal firmly struck Monastery Master I Heard’s chest.

THUD!

I Heard instantly felt the monk robes on his chest explode. Struck by an immense force, his body flew backward and crashed into the plaza fifteen meters away, cratering the ground. A terrifying power bloomed like a flower on his chest, rapidly spreading through his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

On the exposed skin beneath his shredded robes, a Lotus Seal formed from branching lines of blood had materialized, causing all the blood in I Heard’s body to detonate around this mark!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

This explosive force blasted outward from within I Heard’s body, shattering the stone ground beneath his back into cracks that resembled a lotus flower!

"Cough, cough..." After suffering this strike, I Heard could not even stand up. His throat merely bobbed continuously as he choked on mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"What kind of Martial Arts is this?" From the corner of his eye, the Lantuo Monk saw the state I Heard was in after taking Chen Sha’s punch, and his expression changed rapidly. "A Lotus Seal? I consider myself knowledgeable of all the Martial Arts in the world, yet I have never seen anything like this..."

This was the "Ninth-Grade Lotus," a secret Daoist Skill passed down from the lineage of Zhang Daoxuan, the old Daoist who created the Jade Emperor Tower during the Ninth Tribulation Era. According to Zhang Daoxuan, even Chen Fuyao, the other Daoist Leader who created the Great Yellow Court, had never managed to learn this Daoist Skill. Yet, Chen Sha had mastered it through thousands upon thousands of trials within the Cosmic Light Fragments.

"There are plenty more Martial Arts in this world that you haven’t seen."

By defeating an expert like I Heard within a hundred moves in a two-on-one fight and temporarily stripping him of his combat capability, Chen Sha could finally let loose. Now, he could fight with broad, decisive strikes and battle this Lantuo Monk to the death!

Immediately, carrying a surging, tremendous force with his clothes fluttering wildly, he dashed forward, arriving right in front of the Lantuo Monk over thirty meters away in a single step. Smashing his fist into his palm, he condensed and contained the variations of over a hundred types of Essence of Martial Arts within his five fingers.

Then, raising his arm high into the air, he brought the Dao Yi Seal crashing down. Under this punch, countless tearing sounds rang out, and the air rippled with circular waves like water! At the same time, it whipped up an endless fist wind that swept up the bluestones from the plaza, hurtling them all crushingly toward the Lantuo Monk!

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Without I Heard to restrict him, Chen Sha focused his full might entirely on the Lantuo Monk, sending an instant chill down the back of the old monk’s neck. He immediately brought his hands together in prayer. A massive phantom image of a golden bell emerged, hovering three feet outside his body. This colossal bell stood over three meters tall.

It was none other than the Golden Bell Shield, the most well-known rigid protective technique of the Buddhist Sect. Rumored to be a Supreme Divine Skill that cultivated both the internal and external body, it was divided into twelve thresholds. Each threshold was more difficult to master than the last, and it was said that anyone who could break through all twelve would undoubtedly become invincible in the world!

CLANG!

A terrifying toll of a bell swept across the sky like a howling hurricane.

THUD THUD THUD!

The flying bluestones swept up by Chen Sha’s punch were all pulverized into a sky full of stone dust that drifted down like snow. Taking the brunt of this punch, the old monk’s body jolted. A striking trail of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth down his skin, which resembled a golden Buddha Statue. Sustaining the Golden Bell Shield, he immediately thrust his palm toward Chen Sha once again.

Though he was injured by the counter-shock and spat out a mouthful of blood, his Golden Bell Shield remained unbroken, and his expression was stern.

However, Chen Sha shouted coldly, "If you had truly mastered the twelve thresholds of the Golden Bell Shield, it would naturally be the number one defense in the world, unassailable by anyone. But you are ultimately lacking in refinement."

Amidst the rapid-fire sonic booms of air currents erupting around him, Chen Sha raised a single fist and cleaved downward violently like a giant axe splitting a mountain, his imposing aura even stronger than before!

"If one punch can’t break it, what about ten? A hundred? A thousand?!"

BOOM!

As his fist struck down, Chen Sha’s black hair whipped wildly in the air.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Soon after, a barrage of deafening bronze bell tolls echoed across the plaza like bolts of lightning from a clear blue sky.

THUD! THUD THUD! THUD THUD THUD THUD!

Maintaining his Golden Bell Shield and circulating the Sutra of Marrow Cleansing, the Lantuo Monk refused to take a single step back. With his raised Great Sun Buddha Palm, he forcefully parried Chen Sha’s countless punches! This clash of brute force was a thorough, grueling battle of attrition!

Even Yan Chimei on the hillside felt his scalp tingle. If he were to trade places with either of them, he knew he wouldn’t be able to endure such a terrifying rate of exhaustion for even an hour. Yet, the two of them fought tenaciously until the first faint light of dawn appeared on the horizon.

BOOM!

After the final terrifying explosion echoed across the sky, they stopped. Ultimately, it was unclear who retracted their hand first.

The Buddha Worship Plaza was left completely devastated, covered densely with craters like pockmarks from heavy rain. The Golden Bell Shield around the Lantuo Monk had long since shattered. Wearing tattered monk robes, his body swayed in the morning light, his complexion as pale as gold paper. Looking at Chen Sha, who was retracting his fist, he spoke in a desolate tone.

"Impressive. This old monk always thought he would die from drunkenness. To think I would die in battle instead..."

As his words fell, the Lantuo Monk collapsed backward like a massive wooden beam caving in. Upon hitting the ground, his bulging skin, muscles, and bones deflated like a punctured balloon, reverting back to the withered, hunched figure he was at the start.

WHOOSH!

Flicking his torn Daoist Robe, Chen Sha exhaled a breath of stale air. "Since I came down the mountain, you are the only one who has managed to take this many of my punches before dying."

He walked past the Lantuo Monk’s corpse, offering him the respect a worthy opponent deserved. Then, he walked over, lifted the half-crippled Monastery Master I Heard, and headed straight for the Scripture Pavilion of the Zen Pure Land.

In the distance, Yan Chimei watched Chen Sha drag Monastery Master I Heard’s broken body into the Scripture Pavilion. His heart involuntarily jolted. "He’s not even planning to spare the Buddhist Sect classics," he thought.

But on second thought, if it were him, he probably wouldn’t spare them either. The Great Sun Buddha Palm, the Sutra of Marrow Cleansing, the Great Zen Ten Lands Scripture, the Golden Bell Shield, the various Great Hand Seals, Palm Techniques, and Fist Techniques.

Furthermore, with all the Buddhist Sect experts wiped out, there was no one left to stop Chen Sha from doing whatever he pleased in this Zen Sect.