Chapter 254 - - 252 Evil Demon in Chaos_1

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Who’s talking?

Zuo Zhonghou isn’t already dead?

Are you lagging or something?

Duge looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe appear in a blink, obviously also at the Mahayana Stage.

He inwardly cursed, readying himself for an assault by three Mahayana Stage cultivators.

But the next scene left him stunned, the man in the black robe burst into laughter and glanced at him, “Buddha Child, don’t panic, I’m here to help.”

Having said that.

A knife flew out from behind him, slashing toward the Mahayana monk that Duge hadn’t captured.

The space around them was instantly filled with black knife energy, which seemed to carry a heart-shaking effect. The Lanning Temple’s Mahayana monks hesitated for a moment before forming a spiritual power shield in front of them, blocking the knife energy but still being sent flying dozens of meters.

“Zhuo Shaoan, have you gone mad?” bellowed the Mahayana monk from Lanruo Temple, “Are you trying to spark a great war between the righteous and the evil paths?”

“A war between righteousness and evil? With a Buddha Child from Heavenly Demon Palace, where else in the world is there room for you…” Zhuo Shaoan laughed wildly, slashing out one knife after another, with increasingly fierce attacks.

“No wonder he dared to provoke Lanning Temple; it turns out he’s backed by Heavenly Demon Palace,” the Lanning Temple’s Mahayana monk roared, “Hui Hang, I’ll hold off Zhuo Shaoan, you go to Heaven’s Path Institute for help…”

Battles between those at the Mahayana Stage weren’t something they could participate in. Zen Master Huihang, knowing his limits, called out and led the monks of Lanning Temple in a breakout.

The people of Supervisory Academy quickly took to the air, blocking their way.

Both sides clashed into one fierce battle instantly.

…

What’s the situation?

Is someone from Heavenly Demon Palace looking out for me?

But shouldn’t you be calling me Demon Child, not Buddha Child, giving me a shock…

With someone from Heavenly Demon Palace providing support, Duge’s pressure was greatly reduced. He looked at the struggling high monk from Lanning Temple trapped under his control, constantly struggling and fighting back furiously. Duge’s eyebrows furrowed as an idea came to him. He diverted a stream of spiritual power to lift the flying sword that Dan Cong had blessed, sending it towards the old monk’s lower back.

With a thud, it stabbed in.

Then, his other hand followed, poking into the hole.

After that.

A kidney was pulled out.

The old monk howled in pain.

“Thief, you dare,” the Mahayana Stage old monk entangled by Zhuo Shaoan caught sight of this and bellowed angrily, wanting to rush over but was again stopped by the laughing Zhuo Shaoan, “Well done, Buddha Child, these old monks need to be taught a lesson.”

“What Buddha Child, he is clearly a Demon Head,” the old monk exclaimed in anger.

“The Buddha Child once said, ‘The Buddha has no form; one thought can create a Buddha, one thought can create a demon.’ This means that we Demon Heads also have the potential to become Buddhas. It is only right for me to call him Buddha Child,” Zhuo Shaoan continued his attack, cheekily saying, “Buddha Child taking his place, from now on our Heavenly Demon Palace, shall be renamed Sky Buddha Palace.”

“Sky Buddha Palace?” The old monk snorted coldly, “Why don’t you turn around and see if your Sky Buddha Palace can withstand the Buddha nature of your Buddha Child…”

Zhuo Shaoan instinctively looked back then, for an instant, became stunned, allowing the old monk to seize the opportunity and send him flying with a palm strike.

While flying out, he was still reflecting, wondering if his impulsive behavior was a mistake?

The demon nature of the Demon Child seemed a bit too strong.

He clearly saw.

On the battlefield, Duge was holding that armless, legless, naked-backside old monk while his other hand broke through the monk’s lower back. Under the old monk’s horrified gaze, he wielded the flying sword to stitch up the kidney while continuously explaining the surgery precautions…

Some of the cultivation techniques from Heavenly Demon Palace were indeed torturous, but in all of history, none were as insane as this!

On the battlefield, dismembering people was one thing, but why would you put a kidney back in after taking it out? Was he insane?

Duge, with his awareness sharp in all directions, naturally heard the conversation. He turned to Zhuo Shaoan, his gaze serene, “Elder Zhuo, have no fear, seeing isn’t always believing. Once we work together to deal with Lanning Temple, I, this Buddha Child, will officially return to Sky Buddha Palace and help it unite the world…”

Though lacking an ally, he was seeking one, and with one coming to him, he could not let it slip away. It didn’t matter who was Buddha or demon; anyone who could be of aid to him was a good friend.

This Zhuo Shaoan, he had more foresight than the others.

“Zhuo Shaoan, look at his actions, do you dare believe his words?” the old monk shouted angrily.

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t believe,” Duge said with a smile, “He dared to come to Lanning Temple, so he must have investigated my actions thoroughly. Otherwise, he would not be aiding me now, but rather killing me. Elder Zhuo, trust your own judgment, do not be misled by others. I am very good to my own people…”

While talking, he had already finished stitching the kidney back into the old monk he had immobilized.

Doctor’s Benevolence took effect.

The befuddled old monk subconsciously stopped resisting.

Duge turned his head to look around, “Dan Cong, where the hell did you go?”

“I’m here.” Dan Cong’s voice emerged from a corner, surrounded by a circle of “Forbidden” characters for defense.

At that moment.

He was watching the sky with a worried face, afraid that the flying Spiritual Energy would affect him.

Duge located him by his voice, carried the old monk in his arms, darted over swiftly, and casually stuffed the old monk into the area within the “Forbidden” characters.

But his hand never left the old monk’s body.

Advancing to the Mahayana Stage was too difficult, as if every single cell of the body had to be transformed and stuffed full of Spiritual Energy. Even after such a long time, he had barely managed to transform half of his body, barely taking a half-step into the Mahayana Stage.

After subduing the old monk, Duge once again turned to face the other fully intact Mahayana Stage monk and shouted, “Senior Zhuo, assist me.”

There’s no turning back once the arrow is shot. At this point, Zhuo Shaoan couldn’t just change targets and attack Duge. Decisive in his actions, his figure did not turn back, yet the skies filled with sword energy formed a cage, trapping the other old monk.

Duge knocked off one of the old monk’s ears and tossed it back to him, seizing the opportunity to rush forward, forcibly breaking the shadow of the staff made by sword energy and getting close to the old monk. In the blink of an eye, he stripped him clean and removed his limbs…

Having turned so many into human swine, this set of techniques was something Duge was already proficient at.

Then.

He placed his hand on the second old monk’s neck, skillfully maneuvered the flying sword, extracted his kidneys, and began a new round of suturing.

Zhuo Shaoan was dumbstruck, standing still on the spot, swallowing his saliva involuntarily.

Duge’s suturing was also quick, first removing, then suturing, relentlessly applying Doctor’s Benevolence.

Next, he dragged the dazed old monk over and threw him next to Dan Cong within the “Forbidden” characters, then flew up into the chaotic battle in the sky.

Fighting against this group of old monks, at half-step Mahayana Stage, was like slicing melons and chopping vegetables.

Like a bright streak of lightning, in just a moment, Duge had stripped all the old monks completely naked, with limbs and severed body parts scattered all over the ground.

The spectacular sight of half-bodied works of art floating in the sky was something to behold.

It has to be said.

The bodies of these cultivators were all impeccably trained…

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Having helped the people of the Supervisory Academy break the encirclement, Duge flashed back to the sides of the two Mahayana Stage monks, grabbed one with each hand, and continued to draw Spiritual Power from them, while looking up into the sky, “Are we still fighting? If not, come down obediently, and this Buddha Child will reattach each of your arms and legs.

The chaos of this age led by Zuo Zhonghou has already been put to rest, and his sins need not be transferred onto you. I’ll restore you completely, as long as you submit to the Supervisory Academy’s governance from now on; we will be one family.”

The people from the Supervisory Academy stepped aside, understanding Wang Chong’s ways, knowing he wouldn’t kill without reason. The people from Lanning Temple would sooner or later become their allies, naturally, there was no need for them to make a move against them.

The only thing they felt uneasy about was the sudden appearance of Zhuo Shaoan.

Everyone knew that their Alliance Hierarch had never had any dealings with the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Zen Master Huihang looked around, and what met his eyes were the naked torsos of monks and limbs scattered everywhere, indistinguishable as to whom they belonged to.

The Buddha Child is dead too!

The two Mahayana Stage monks being held by Wang Chong seemed to have already lost the will to resist…

This was an unprecedented tragic scene for Lanning Temple since its establishment.

More tragic than the temple’s destruction!

Demon Head!

Evil Demon causing chaos in the world!

Grief welled up in Zen Master Huihang who, powered by Spiritual Energy, formed limbs for himself, like a burning meteor, and resolutely crashed towards Duge, “Demon Head, I will fight you to the end!”

Bang!

A muffled sound, but it was Duge at the moment of impact, who used Spiritual Energy to slightly deflect him, tossing him into another “Forbidden” character designed by Dan Cong for defense, trapping himself as well.

“What’s the point?” Duge turned to look at Huihang, whose eyes were bloodshot, and who looked deranged, and letting go of one of the Mahayana Stage monks at the cost of one ear, he placed his hand on Huihang, pouring robust Spiritual Power into him, “Zen Master Huihang, be calm, I’ll help you advance first. Brothers from the Supervisory Academy, take off your shirts, show your scars, let the masters of Lanning Temple see, losing an arm or a leg isn’t a big deal, at most it leaves a circular scar…”

The elders from the Supervisory Academy were well-acquainted with Duge’s tactics, and any sense of shame had long been cast aside by them. Upon hearing him, they uniformly stripped to the waist, revealing their scars proudly!

Zhuo Shaoan’s mouth twitched inexplicably, feeling even more that he had made the wrong decision.

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