344: Chapter 344 Unbearable Oppression

The Black Water Giant Python was wounded, its body twisting violently in pain, yet it still stood shielding Ye Tianhao.

Ye Tianhao knew the Black Water Giant Python could not withstand another strike, so he immediately withdrew it into his Storage Pouch.

His heart tightened, veins bulging on the hand gripping his cold sword. His Mid-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual power erupted without reservation, the translucent white sword light wrapped in biting cold Qi as it slashed toward Huai An.

Even though he knew his cultivation was inferior, he refused to watch the Yao Beast that protected him get hurt for nothing.

"Overestimating yourself!"

A flash of disdain crossed Huai An's eyes. He struck the sword blade with a backhand palm. Golden light collided with sword light, and Ye Tianhao felt a massive force travel down the blade. He was sent staggering back, his chest tight as a metallic sweetness welled up in his throat, which he forced himself to swallow back down.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his sword and charged again. His sword techniques became increasingly sharp, every strike aimed at Huai An's openings. Even if he could only delay for a moment, he could wait for his grandfather, Ye Jing, to arrive.

Huai An found it amusing, toying with him like an insect, repeatedly knocking Ye Tianhao back for the sake of humiliation.

"You're an outsider Cultivator, yet you're reacting so strongly. Is your wife inside?"

Huai An mocked.

Ye Tianhao gave a cold laugh but remained silent. He could see this monk merely wanted to toy with him. He had already crushed the Jade Token his grandfather gave him, so he only needed to stall for time.

Jiecun stood to the side with hands joined. There was no longer a hint of compassion on his face, only icy indifference.

He watched the two fighting, a cold sneer curling his lips.

"Sect Master Gui, look. This is the Disciple you indulge—stubborn and unruly, even daring to make an enemy of the Buddhist gate. Today, the Shuangyue Sect shall pay the price for your persistence!"

Gui Suer trembled all over, filled with both rage and helplessness.

She began to hesitate over whether to take action. If she did, she would truly be breaking all ties with the Buddha Realm.

But seeing the terrified eyes of her Disciples and Ye Tianhao's desperate struggle...

The resilience in her heart was fully ignited. She immediately channeled her spiritual power, and a crystal-clear jade hairpin flew out from her hair. Faint lunar power swirled around it; it was the Frost Moon Sect's supreme treasure—the wangshu hairpin.

"Master Jiecun, Master Huai An, leave some room for civility in all things!"

As her voice fell, the Lunar Hairpin in Gui Suer's hand suddenly erupted with brilliant white light. Countless strands of lunar power condensed into blades, shooting toward Huai An.

Sensing the attack from behind, Huai An had to turn to block. His golden palms shattered several blades from the wangshu hairpin, but he was still caught off guard and wounded by the residual blades.

The golden blood unique to Buddha Realm Cultivators seeped out. Stimulated by the sharp pain, Huai An was completely enraged.

He looked at Gui Suer with ferocity: "You bitch, you actually dare to strike! I'm telling you! We will report this to the Abbot. Your Shuangyue Sect can just wait for death!"

The golden light around him grew even more intense as his Golden Core pressure was released without restraint. The very ground of the Shuangyue Sect trembled slightly, and many low-level Disciples collapsed to the floor, their faces deathly pale from the pressure.

He ignored Ye Tianhao and lunged toward Gui Suer. The golden palm in his hand grew larger, carrying an Aura that could destroy heaven and earth. "Since you insist on protecting them, then die together!"

Jiecun also joined the fray. For Gui Suer, facing two Early Stage Golden Core masters alone was extremely difficult.

Especially since one of these monks had manifested a golden zen staff while the other wielded a precept blade. Their expressions were hideous, devoid of any monastic compassion.

Facing the combined attack of the two monks, Gui Suer no longer retreated. The strike Ye Tianhao had made earlier had served as her wake-up call.

Over countless days and nights, the cries of the female Disciples she had sent away echoed in her ears. She was not heartless; these torments were too heavy for her to bear.

She did not want to back down this time. Gripping the Lunar Hairpin tightly, she prepared herself to go down fighting.

"Everyone of the Frost Moon Sect, if someone must die today, I, Gui Suer, shall be the first!"

Gui Suer gave a clear shout that shook the surroundings, the lunar power around her surging violently.

The wangshu hairpin transformed into a streak of light, hovering above her head. Translucent white moonlight poured down, enveloping her. Her originally somewhat frail body now exuded a resolve to be shattered like jade rather than remain whole as common tile.

Her fingers formed a seal as she recited the Frost Moon Sect's secret technique. The air around her suddenly turned freezing, and a thin layer of ice crystals formed on the ground, even tinting the golden light around Huai An and Jiecun with a layer of frost.

Seeing this, the murderous light in Huai An's eyes intensified. He slammed the golden zen staff into the ground. Golden light erupted, shattering the ice crystals around him.

"Stubborn fool!"

The golden zen staff, carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, smashed toward Gui Suer's head. The Buddhist runes carved on the staff shone brightly, emitting an Aura that suppressed all evil.

Meanwhile, Jiecun held his precept blade and moved like a ghost behind Gui Suer. The blade gleamed with a frigid white light, its wind sharp as it pierced toward the center of Gui Suer's back without the slightest mercy.

An icy smile still hung on his lips, as if he were looking at an ant about to perish.

"Sect Master Gui, you could have preserved your Sect, yet you chose to go against the tide. This is your fate."

Attacked from both front and back, fine beads of sweat appeared on Gui Suer's forehead. Her Golden Core spiritual power was being consumed rapidly, but the determination in her eyes did not fade in the least.

She spun around abruptly, waving the wangshu hairpin. Countless lunar blades wove into a giant net, blocking Jiecun's precept blade. Simultaneously, with a flick of her wrist, a highly condensed beam of lunar power shot toward Huai An's golden zen staff.

*Clang!*

With a crisp sound, the lunar power collided with the golden zen staff, producing a piercing metallic roar.

Huai An felt his arm go numb as the golden zen staff was actually knocked slightly off course. Gui Suer, however, was sent back several steps by the counter-force. She could no longer hold back the sweetness in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the white clothes on her chest red.

Standing to the side, Ye Tianhao felt both anxiety and pain watching Gui Suer fight a bloody battle. His Mid-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual power was already exhausted, and the cold sword trembled in his hand, yet he did not retreat an inch.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the cold sword. The blade instantly erupted with a dazzling red light. The originally white sword light turned crimson, carrying a resolve to perish together as he stabbed toward Jiecun's back.

"Don't you dare hurt my Sect Leader!"

His voice was raspy but powerful. Even though he knew this strike was insignificant, even though he knew he might be killed instantly by Jiecun's counter-attack, he still charged forward without hesitation.

After all, he felt he had dragged Sect Master Gui into this. Regardless of the cost, he had to fight; otherwise, his wife would be taken away by these monks.

Sensing the attack from behind, a flash of impatience crossed Jiecun's eyes. He swung his precept blade back, sending a golden light slashing toward Ye Tianhao.

Suddenly, a light blue figure rushed out from the inner room, waving a Lotus Pedestal in her hand. The Lotus Pedestal emitted golden light, but when the precept blade struck it, the powerful spiritual power shattered the pedestal in an instant.

Ye Tianhao was shocked to see Gu Xi appear in front of him. She gritted her teeth and cried out, "Husband! I have come to help you!"

Seeing this, Jiecun dropped his facade and laughed wildly. He brandished his precept blade and snorted, "Hahaha, how touching! I didn't expect there to be another woman with a Pure Yin Physique. This truly is a lucky find!"