183: Chapter 182 A Bunch of Chickens and Dogs

Tian Hong frowned, slamming his iron rod heavily onto the ground. The impact caused Venerable Miaodi, who was standing not far away, to tremble.

"Bald donkey, you're at death's door, what else do you want to say?"

Venerable Miaodi looked up, his gaze passing over the three men to stare at the sky obscured by thick fog, a look of compassion for the world appearing on his face.

"Today, this monk knows that there is no escaping my fate! But my Buddha is merciful, and there is a matter concerning the life and death of you three benefactors that this monk must tell you before I die!"

"Monk, what do you want to say? Hurry up!" Sun Sheng, who was also preparing to attack, watched Venerable Miaodi's expression and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

"Just now, this monk observed the physiognomy of you three benefactors and discovered that there is a faint black Qi entwining your brows—this is a sign of great misfortune!"

"Especially you, benefactor with the blade. Although the Devilish Qi within your body is formidable, it is already showing faint signs of backfiring!"

"If this monk is not mistaken, you three will surely face a disaster within today!"

As Venerable Miaodi spoke, he had already begun to spout nonsense.

Anyway, dragging it out for even a moment was worth it.

Song Tiansheng watched him expressionlessly, seemingly wanting to see how much longer he would continue his act.

Seeing Tian Hong's expression turn somewhat gloomy, Venerable Miaodi ignored it and continued, "This monk has a method that can help you three benefactors resolve this tribulation. You only need to lay down your butcher's knives and listen to the Buddha Dharma daily, and you will naturally..."

Before he could finish speaking.

"Noisy." The veins on Song Tiansheng's forehead couldn't help but throb a few times.

The next moment, his figure vanished once again.

Venerable Miaodi's expression changed, and he violently retreated backward!

However, it was still too late. A pitch-black blade light grazed his side, slicing through his monk's robe and leaving a bloody gash on his arm!

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, this strike would have already severed his arm!

"You bastard!!!"

Venerable Miaodi finally couldn't help but curse, "This monk was speaking to you properly, yet you actually launched a sneak attack! Do you really think this monk has no temper!?"

The halo of Buddha Power about a zhang high behind him suddenly flew toward the sky!

Countless phantoms of Buddhas and Arhats suddenly appeared all around, and bursts of Sanskrit chanting could be heard.

"Buddha Kingdom World!"

Venerable Miaodi roared!

In an instant, within a hundred-mile radius, the heavens and earth changed color!

Tian Hong, Sun Sheng, and Song Tiansheng, along with Venerable Miaodi himself, were all enveloped within this Buddha Kingdom World!

"This is... a Domain?!" Sun Sheng's expression changed. Green light erupted from his hands as he struck a palm toward a nearby pagoda.

The pagoda collapsed with a boom, but in the blink of an eye, it condensed once again within the Buddha light.

"It's not a Domain," Song Tiansheng's eyes flickered slightly as he looked up at the sky of this Buddha Kingdom, "This is an independent space opened up by a Buddhist Divine Ability. A bit interesting."

Venerable Miaodi stood in the distance, Buddha light circulating around him, gasping for breath.

Summoning the Buddha Kingdom World had almost exhausted more than half of his Buddha Power. But as long as he could hold these three back and buy time for Jian Wuhen, everything was worth it.

In the distance, Jian Wuhen was speeding along, transformed into a streak of sword light.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly and looked back behind him.

Although separated by layers of thick fog, he could still feel an extremely vast fluctuation of Buddha Power coming from that direction.

"Venerable..." A trace of worry flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and continued flying forward.

But this damn place was so huge, where exactly was Xia Jin?!

"Brother Xia, where on earth have you run off to!" He couldn't help but shout helplessly. His voice echoed in the thick fog, but there was no response.

Just as he was extremely anxious, not knowing where to go.

A familiar voice suddenly reached Jian Wuhen's ears.

"Jian Wuhen, are you looking for this Prince?"

Jian Wuhen's whole body jolted, and he turned around abruptly!

He saw that not far away, the thick fog was slowly dispersing, and two figures gradually appeared from within the mist.

"Brother Xia!!!"

Jian Wuhen was overjoyed. He transformed into a streak of sword light and dove straight down, landing in front of Xia Jin.

Xia Jin looked at the anxious expression on Jian Wuhen's face and couldn't help but frown: "What is it? What happened?"

"Brother Xia, there's no time to explain!" Jian Wuhen grabbed Xia Jin's arm, "Come with me quickly! If we are any later, that Venerable Miaodi might be finished!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Xia Jin's eyes.

"Lead the way."

Without too much nonsense, he only said these two words. With a wave of his hand, a gentle force swept up Mu Qing, who was beside him, and he rose into the air.

Jian Wuhen didn't waste words either, directly transforming into a streak of sword light to lead the way ahead.

Three streaks of light cut through the thick fog, speeding toward the direction where Venerable Miaodi was located.

At this moment, the outcome of the battle had already been decided. The halo of Buddha light had fallen from the sky and returned behind Venerable Miaodi.

But at this moment, the halo was dim and lusterless. Venerable Miaodi himself was covered in blood, his monk's robe tattered.

He was gasping for breath, the Buddha light around his body flickering in and out of existence; it was clear he was nearing the end of his rope.

Not far opposite him, Song Tiansheng and the other two stood side by side.

Tian Hong carried his iron rod, looking at Venerable Miaodi with a playful expression. Sun Sheng had his hands behind his back, a cold, sinister smile hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Song Tiansheng held that pitch-black short blade, his gaze fixed on Venerable Miaodi, a hint of seriousness appearing on his face for the first time.

"Monk, you are not simple."

"To be able to fight three against one, survive dozens of moves under this seat's blade, and even manifest such a Buddha Kingdom World. You are worthy of being remembered by this seat."

"State your name."

Venerable Miaodi looked up, his face covered in blood, but he did not answer.

His gaze still kept glancing behind him.

"Bald donkey, don't bother thinking about it."

Tian Hong sneered, "You don't still think someone is coming to save you, do you?"

Sun Sheng, who was to the side, also laughed sinisterly: "Even if he still has reinforcements, facing the three of us together, they only have a path to death. Hahaha!"

Venerable Miaodi did not speak, just silently watching the three men, Tian Hong and the others, opposite him.

Song Tiansheng looked at him, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Do it."

He spat out these two words indifferently.

Tian Hong had long been impatient. Hearing this, he leaped into the air, gripped his iron rod with both hands, and smashed it down fiercely toward the top of Venerable Miaodi's head!

At the same time, Sun Sheng moved as well. He struck out with both hands simultaneously, two green palm prints like two venomous dragons, attacking Venerable Miaodi from both left and right, sealing off all his paths of retreat!

While Song Tiansheng just stood in place, holding his short blade, watching coldly.

He disdained to strike again.

To deal with a monk who was already nearing the end of his rope, Tian Hong and Sun Sheng were enough.

Venerable Miaodi watched the iron rod getting closer and closer, and the two palm prints that sealed off his retreat, a bitter smile appearing on the corners of his mouth.

In the end... was it still not enough?

However, just when the iron rod was no more than three feet from the top of Venerable Miaodi's head!

A streak of black light slammed over directly.

"What?!"

Before Tian Hong could react, a heaven-destroying and earth-shattering force had already slammed fiercely into his chest!

"Bang!!!"

A muffled, thunderous sound!

Tian Hong was sent flying by this punch, his iron rod flying from his grasp, and he spat out a mouthful of blood while still in mid-air.

At the same time, Sun Sheng was also kicked away by a tremendous force.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Venerable Miaodi was stunned.

A cold, stern voice rang in everyone's ears.

"You have quite the nerve to touch this Venerable's friend!"

The thick fog churned, and a figure wearing a black Dragon robe slowly appeared.

Immediately following, Jian Wuhen and the others, with excited expressions on their faces, also ran over from not far away.

"Benefactor Xia! You have finally arrived!"