120: Study of the Black Monk

After a moment ofstunned, Lu Yuchen looked at the black-clad man who was already within arm's reach.

Lu Yuchen even had time to joke with Li Huowang.

"Little Li, did you see that?"

"This is a classic case of killing to silence."

"When you're out and about in the future, keep your eyes peeled. Don't be like a simpleton, rushing into every bit of excitement."

These words were spoken so lightly.

It was as if the attack, so close at hand, didn't exist.

Upon hearing this, the black-clad man's heart burned with even greater rage!

Arrogant!

Truly too arrogant!

He no longer held back in the slightest, pushing his Peak Martial Artist Cultivation Technique to the extreme.

On his palm, there was even a faint Buddha's light circulating, transforming into a Vajra Subduing Devil Palm, intending to crush these two ignorant fellows, along with the ground beneath their feet, into dust!

Just as his palm wind was about to touch Lu Yuchen.

Lu Yuchen finally moved.

He formed a hand seal with one hand.

A wind wall appeared.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The giant Vajra palm could not advance a single step.

What?!

"Your Excellency, who exactly are you?!"

Lu Yuchen refused to answer.

He looked past him, his gaze falling upon the two youths who were still unconscious not far away.

He didn't even bother to use the System to investigate them anymore.

This familiar formula, this classic trope, he could tell with his toes that those two boys were, more likely than not, his damn "Luck Children"!

This Heavenly Dao was truly not acting like a human!

To cultivate a few protagonists, it even resorted to a cliché plot like village massacres!

And it was even done by a bald monk from the Buddhist sect!

What a complete joke!

When the black-clad monk saw Lu Yuchen's gaze fixed intently on the two youths, his heart "skipped a beat," and a strong sense of crisis surged into his mind!

This is bad!

He saw through it!

No!

He absolutely cannot be allowed to ruin the Buddhist sect's ten-thousand-year plan!

"Devil Head! Die!"

A hint of extreme madness and determination flashed in the black-clad man's eyes!

Without thinking, he directly burned his Divine Soul and essence blood, gathering his lifelong Cultivation Technique into a single point, transforming it into an incredibly brilliant golden finger light, intending to perish together with Lu Yuchen!

"Great Compassionate Thousand-Leaf Hand!"

However, facing this earth-shattering, death-defying counterattack, which was enough to threaten a Half-Step Martial Saint.

Lu Yuchen still maintained his calm and composed demeanor.

He merely blew a gentle breath towards the destructive golden finger light.

"Whoosh—"

The next moment.

A terrifying scene that made the gray-clad monk's liver and guts split occurred.

The golden finger light, which was capable of piercing through mountains, flickered violently twice, as if it were a candle flame being blown by a strong wind, and then, with a "poof," it silently... extinguished.

"This..."

The black-clad man was at a loss, completely dumbfounded.

His already withered old face was now ashen, and in his eyes, only endless despair remained.

He couldn't understand.

The Martial Dao he had pursued his entire life, the cultivation he was so proud of, why was it as fragile as a three-year-old's toy in front of this man?

This had completely exceeded the scope of his understanding!

"Sigh."

Lu Yuchen looked at his dispirited appearance and shook his head, feeling a bit bored.

He had originally wanted to extract some secrets about the Buddhist sect from this guy's mouth.

Now it seemed there was no hope.

"Senior... Senior."

The gray-clad monk seemed to use all his strength to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.

"Today's matter, it is my Buddhist sect... that is inferior in skill."

"But, please, Senior... for the sake of the suffering of all living beings, please... do not spread what happened today."

"This is my lifelong research and pursuit."

After speaking, his already lifeless eyes suddenly burst forth with a light of relief.

Boom!

A violent burst of energy erupted from within his body.

He actually chose to self-destruct!

Even his Divine Soul was completely annihilated in an instant, leaving no trace.

Lu Yuchen raised an eyebrow, not expecting this guy to have such courage.

Just at this moment!

His Divine Sense stirred slightly, detecting several powerful Qi approaching rapidly from the direction of Qingyun Cliff!

Clearly, the earlier fight had alarmed the people of Qingyun Sect.

Lu Yuchen was also too lazy to cause any more trouble.

He waved his large sleeve, sweeping up Li Huowang, who was still in a daze beside him, and with a flicker of his figure, he vanished into the Void Realm.

A moment later.

Several Elders wearing Qingyun Sect attire arrived at the scene.

When they saw the tragic state, like a human purgatory, and the two unconscious youths, their expressions all changed drastically!

"Quick! Save them quickly!"

"Report this matter to the Sect Master immediately!"

...

In the Void Realm.

Li Huowang looked at the desolate village below, and the two youths who had been rescued by the Qingyun Sect Disciples, his face still showing a hint of lingering fear and... deep confusion.

He couldn't understand.

Why did that Buddhist Martial Artist kill everyone in the entire village, yet only spare those two youths?

And even "accidentally" leave behind a Buddhist Cultivation Technique?

He voiced his doubts to his Revered Master.

"Revered Master, what exactly did that Buddhist Martial Artist want to do?"

"Why did he..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he noticed that his Revered Master's face was adorned with a... very peculiar, almost playful smile, like a hunter seeing an unparalleled Treasure Trove.

That gaze made his heart pound.