Chapter 143 Gathering of All Paths
Vajrabodhi's expression was extremely ugly; he had merely been watching a show, yet he had unexpectedly suffered a disaster out of nowhere!
He dodged several times, but at this moment, the purple lightning seemed as if it would not rest until it struck him dead, locking onto his Aura firmly.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I ask that you withdraw your Divine Ability!"
"Zen Revered Master Vajrabodhi, it might just want to play with you; you should just give in to it."
Vajrabodhi's expression turned leaden. He did not want to report to the Western Paradise so soon. If it weren't for his fear of the Human-Shaped Life Wheel behind Jiang Chen, and the fact that he was not confident in taking down Jiang Chen, he certainly would not have been so polite!
With no other choice, Vajrabodhi had to take off a slightly smaller skull from his Zen staff. He formed a hand seal, and the skull seemed to gain a life of its own, spinning around rapidly.
A feeling of extreme sorrow and fear emanated from the skull, but Vajrabodhi remained completely unmoved.
"Go. This monk will send you to be reborn in the Pure Land."
After speaking, he flicked his hand forward, and the skull blocked perfectly in front of Vajrabodhi.
This was a unique life-substitution method from the Secret Treasury Domain, requiring a human skull as a conduit, refined into a Magical Artifact.
Sure enough, the lightning was indeed deceived by the two entities with identical Auras before it, though it lacked intelligence.
After a brief moment of hesitation, it lunged forward and dove into the white, lustrous skull.
Crack!
The skull could not even last for a single breath before it shattered instantly under the bombardment of the purple lightning; the flying bone fragments were all charred black.
However, this effectively resolved the threat of the Lightning Tribulation.
After smashing the skull, more than half of the purple lightning remained unspent.
But its mission was complete, so after circling in the air, it dissipated without a trace.
On the other side, Cui Wei did not have such life-saving means, especially since he was heavily injured and his strength was less than half of his Peak.
Watching the ferocious and violent lightning head-on, he could not think of a solution to deal with it for a moment.
Feeling death so close at hand, he finally began to panic.
Because the effects of the Spell faded, his briefly suppressed rationality began to return.
"If you dare to kill me, the Louguan Sect will not let you off!"
"Go tell my Revered Master whatever you have to say," Jiang Chen said indifferently.
Even though Cui Wei tried his best to resist, the lightning still destroyed all his defensive Spells with an unstoppable momentum, about to crash into his body.
But just at this moment, a shout of command suddenly came from afar, accompanied by a sharp Spell that struck at the lightning.
"Fellow Daoist, let's talk this over, do not take action!"
A beam of spiritual light shot towards the purple lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the lightning that was originally attacking Cui Wei was captured by this light, wrapping around it.
The spiritual light dissipated, and everyone finally saw clearly that it was actually a small Flying Sword about a foot long. The powerful Magnetic Force upon it could not be resisted even by the Lightning Tribulation.
Of course, this was also because the lightning only had one or two tenths of its power remaining.
But even so, it was astonishing. One must know that even without the help of the Greedy Wolf Star Power, Cui Wei was a genuine Life Wheel Peak cultivator. Although heavily injured, his strength could not be underestimated.
Yet he had absolutely no power to fight back against this lightning, while this suddenly appearing Daoist was able to capture the lightning with just a Flying Sword—his strength was truly formidable.
Cui Wei found survival in a hopeless situation and was overjoyed. When he saw who the newcomer was, he was even more pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but shout: "Junior Brother Shen!"
There were three newcomers, all Daoists. One of them was an old acquaintance of Jiang Chen, Daoist Zizai.
The person who shot the Flying Sword was a middle-aged Daoist with hawk-like whiskers and broken eyebrows; he looked much younger than Cui Wei and Daoist Zizai.
Jiang Chen, who had been watching the situation indifferently, suddenly narrowed his eyes coldly.
"Get lost!"
The Daoist had blocked the lightning and stunned everyone present, feeling quite composed, but he did not expect to suddenly hear such a furious shout.
He was stunned for a moment before realizing that the shout was directed at him, and anger began to rise from the bottom of his heart.
He had only come over to break up a fight, yet he was treated so rudely.
And something that made him even more shocked and angry happened.
He saw the young Daoist in the black robe flick a golden light from his fingertip, which sent his Flying Sword flying, followed by a golden sword beam from his finger slashing towards Cui Wei.
How dare he commit violence right under his nose?
This villain is ferocious!
Cui Wei was even more horrified. He had thought he was saved, but he didn't expect Jiang Chen to be so vicious, determined to put him to death.
This filled Cui Wei with grief and indignation. What kind of person was he in the Louguan Sect? Because the star he contracted was unique, his sect elders and fellow Disciples held him in high regard.
Even Your Majesty had summoned him before; when had he ever suffered such treatment?
For a moment, sorrow welled up from his heart, and a heroic, tragic spirit emerged.
"Junior, do not humiliate me!" Cui Wei roared, then suddenly slashed his sword towards Jiang Chen with an astonishing Aura, containing the intent to perish together.
Shen Tai was startled and hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Cui, avoid his sharp edge for now!"
Cui Wei smiled miserably: "I avoid his sharp edge?"
Shen Tai felt a bit reassured; could Senior Brother Cui still have some trump card?
Pfft!
Before Shen Tai could finish guessing, he heard the sound of metal tearing through flesh and blood.
He looked over and his eyes nearly split from anger; Cui Wei had actually been beheaded by Jiang Chen with a single sword strike!
Blood gushed from his neck, shooting three feet high; his head flew high into the air, then fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at Cui Wei's blood-covered head, eyes wide open in death, the fury nearly overwhelmed Shen Tai's rationality.
"Villain, what grievance do you have with Senior Brother Cui that you would go to such lengths to put him to death?"
"You are wrong."
"Hmm?" Shen Tai thought Jiang Chen was preparing to explain the grievance between the two of them. If that were the case, if someone were to hold him back later, he would take the opportunity to step down from this ledge.
But he didn't expect Jiang Chen's next sentence to make him even more furious.
"Killing him was just a casual act; what cost would it require?"
The nonchalance in his words, paired with that understated tone, was enough to make one vomit blood.
At this moment, one of the Daoists who had arrived with Shen Tai spoke up.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, surely there must be a reason for this. Other Fellow Daoists present should know; why not ask about the sequence of events? Right now, our top priority is to eliminate that evil being; we must not create further discord!"
Hearing this, Shen Tai seemed to barely suppress his anger, slowly exhaling a breath.
"I will follow Fellow Daoist Tian's advice, but afterwards, this villainous Daoist must give me an explanation!"
This person was Tian Tui, and he sighed helplessly.
Shen Tai was not a member of the Louguan Sect, but Shen Tai's Master, Daoist Fire Dragon, had always been on good terms with Cui Wei's Master.
Because of this, the two Disciples had known each other since childhood, often sparring and treating each other as confidants.
It was no wonder Shen Tai was so angry that Jiang Chen had killed Cui Wei.
At that moment, Tian Tui first glanced at Vajrabodhi, and then asked about the cause of this matter.
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