As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life - Chapter 1260: 353: King Yan Grants Immortality, Unprecedented Dao Fruit Double Molting [Monthly Ticket Request]
Chapter 1260: Chapter 353: King Yan Grants Immortality, Unprecedented Dao Fruit Double Molting [Monthly Ticket Request]
“The person who attacked had extremely strong martial skills, their qi and blood were pure and domineering, completely crushing them, even the high monk who had undergone the Divine Embryo Three Divine Transformations couldn’t withstand it, let alone send a message. The attacker… must be a top-level peak!”
Wang Kui surveyed the surroundings and came to a conclusion.
Suddenly, he looked into the distance, where a figure clad in mysterious black heavy armor appeared, followed by four armored soldiers, each over three meters tall, also in mysterious black armor.
The expressions of the various strong figures changed slightly.
Ji Moli and his four sons had arrived!
“Such ruthless means… Given the forces the Little Lingyin Temple has offended recently, could it be the work of Lv Taibai from the Qian Yuan Divine Sect?”
Xuan Qinglong said in a deep voice.
“Hey… Commander Azure Dragon, don’t speak recklessly. I’ve been in talks with True Martial Divine Sect’s Master Shi Jian all along; he can vouch for me,” the Painting Immortal Avatar of Lv Taibai said, spreading his hands.
Shi Jian promptly nodded, confirming that he had indeed been discussing important matters with Lv Taibai all the time.
Xuan Qinglong heard this and the suspicion in his eyes was immediately dispelled.
They might not trust Lv Taibai, but they wouldn’t doubt Shi Jian.
The true men of the True Martial Divine Sect are straightforward and wouldn’t have any deceitful intentions, especially Shi Jian. If he says Lv Taibai was with him all the time, it couldn’t be a lie.
Suddenly.
There was a sudden fluctuation in the void!
The many strong figures present, sensing as heavenly persons, felt a disturbance in their heaven and earth souls, their eyes swiftly scanning in one direction.
They saw the void seemingly collapse.
It was as if a pitch-black gate opened with a thunderous bang, and then a blood-spattered figure fell out.
With a thud, it hit the ground.
“Cough cough cough…”
Grandmaster Huang Mei, his face pale as paper, his long eyebrows trembling uncontrollably, the Buddha Light on his body was extremely dim, and the Dao Yun Jie Fu’s power still lingered…
He opened his mouth and spat out a thick stream of blood.
“Huff huff huff—”
Huang Mei clutched his chest, his entire being in disarray, stained red with blood.
“It’s Huang Mei!”
“He’s still alive!”
“The Grandmaster!”
…
Everyone’s expressions all slightly changed.
The white-robed monk was filled with anguish and blood-red eyes, kneeling on the ground, moving forward on his knees, knocking continuously as he entered the courtyard, a mournful sound emanating from deep in his throat.
So many of the senior and junior brothers of the Little Lingyin Temple… were all dead!
Was the enemy specifically targeting monks?
Would they kill him too?
He was terrified of dying!
Huang Mei’s eyes dimmed as he weakly raised his hand and waved it.
“No matter, this humble monk… will not die.”
His gaze swept across the courtyard, his face turning crimson, as he spat out a large mouthful of blood mist.
Grief, pain, heart-wrenching agony… all sorts of emotions surged into his heart.
“Amitabha Buddha… such a sin.”
Wang Kui’s gaze fell on Grandmaster Huang Mei, his brows slightly furrowed: “Huang Mei, who attacked you?”
“The Underworld…”
Huang Mei shook his head, his face pale, and he sighed deeply.
“Such a cruel Underworld, such a ruthless Underworld…”
An endless sadness flowed in Huang Mei’s eyes.
“This humble monk was taken by the Underworld Yama into the Small Cave Heaven… Within the Small Cave Heaven, I battled with the Underworld Yama, who had the advantages of time and place. Unable to match him, this monk had no choice but to use his trump card, the Dao Yun Jie Li… only then did I finally escape.”
“Though I wounded the Underworld Yama, I myself was also severely injured…”
Huang Mei did not hide anything, explaining the situation.
“So it was indeed the Underworld… able to mask their aura to carry out their deeds, among the many forces, the only one this Governor can think of, is the Underworld.”
“The Grandmaster used the Dao Yun Jie Li?”
“The Underworld Yama could actually fight against the Grandmaster who used Dao Yun Jie Li?”
Wang Kui’s eyes focused.
Huang Mei lifted his head, panting: “Governor Wang, do not underestimate the Underworld, do not underestimate the Underworld Yama…”
“To this day, the Underworld is too mysterious, no one knows what its depth truly contains…”
“Perhaps, the Underworld was founded by a faction of the revived All Gods in the Strange Que?”
Huang Mei pressed his palms together, speaking mournfully.
As soon as these words were spoken.
Not only did Wang Kui’s expression change, but even the sect masters of various Great Divine Sects, as well as Ji Moli, showed signs of change.
The number of top-level peaks present was immense, and the sect masters of the Great Divine Sects all possessed top-level peak combat power…
Though many could not make simultaneous appearances on both leaderboards, they were nonetheless genuinely top-level peaks, and as sect masters, they were vaguely aware of some secrets.
Huang Mei believes… the Underworld may have been founded by a faction of the resurrected All Gods within Strange Que?
With Huang Mei’s strength, making such a judgment is not baseless.
Considering the mystery of the Underworld, and that the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod was taken, only to mysteriously disappear without a trace, it is possible!
It is truly possible!
Wang Kui’s expression changed, he further inquired simply with Huang Mei, and finally clasped his hands together: “Grandmaster, please accept my condolences.”
“My office will do its utmost to apprehend the Underworld culprits and pay tribute to the spirits of the many Chulong and heroes who died at the Little Lingyin Temple in heaven.”
“Amitabha Buddha… Thank you, Governor Wang.”
Huang Mei, his breath faint, yet full of sorrow, said.
Then Wang Kui departed with the Xuanwei and the Forbidden Guard, and many sect masters of the Divine Sects also expressed their condolences and comfort.
Eventually, the entire courtyard was completely empty.
The white-robed monk knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling.
“Rest assured, the Underworld targeted me, Wukong and the others were simply suffering a calamity, it’s all this monk’s sin.”
“You should go, do what you must.”
“Now, at the Divine Capital, there are not many left at the Little Lingyin Temple, and this year at the Flat Peach Victory Meeting, I fear we will return empty-handed without a single Flat Peach…”
