Chapter 182 The Supreme Grandmaster, Terrifyingly Powerful

Roar!

A dragon's roar that shook the surrounding hundred miles rang out as a golden dragon lunged from Yan Chu's palm, letting out a proud howl as it dove down.

From a distance, it looked like a golden dragon coiling around a shimmering golden man, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

Puff!

Hundreds of sword fingers were smashed to pieces. Yan Chu pressed a palm onto the head of 'swimming dragon sword' Tang Laoshi, crushing his head into his chest cavity. The momentum continued to compress him into a meat patty before he instantly exploded.

[Killed a Supreme Grandmaster of the First Uprising Gang, extremely satisfying, Experience +50,000]

"Husband Yan!!!"

Just as the notification flashed before his eyes, an exclamation from below caught Yan Chu's attention.

Shen Zuirong's voice was filled with panic and distress.

Rumble, rumble!

"Ah!!!"

"Help!!!!"

"Run! Joyful Buddha, you thieving bald monk!!"

The peak of Yellow Dragon Mountain had vanished, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.

Under Joyful Buddha's previous palm strike, the entire mountaintop had been leveled. No one knew how many Jianghu people had died under that strike.

Even more Jianghu travelers were leaping through the mountains, fleeing from the peak of Yellow Dragon Mountain.

"Watch my sword!"

Neither Daoist Priest Xuan Tong nor the Fire Worship Sect Protector Yan Xuan stood idly by. They engaged in battle with Joyful Buddha, but they were both suppressed by him, having little strength to fight back.

He even had the spare energy to control that red monk's robe, playing with Governor Tong and leading him in circles, occasionally trying to shroud Shen Zuirong with it.

Shen Zuirong's exclamation just now was because she had almost been caught by it.

"Oh? It's already settled?!"

Joyful Buddha looked up. The battle above had ended, and Yan Chu was looking down at him with cold eyes devoid of any emotion.

Wait, amitabha! It seems today's matter cannot be accomplished!"

Joyful Buddha showed no fear. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the monk's robe back and draped it over his shoulders again.

Immediately after, his body turned into several afterimages, easily breaking through the encirclement of Daoist Priest Xuan Tong and the other, landing on a large rock in the distance.

Yan Chu slowly descended from the sky, shielding Shen Zuirong.

She hurriedly grabbed Yan Chu's arm with her delicate hand, her beautiful face still showing signs of shock.

In that moment just now, she almost thought she was going to be taken away.

If that happened, she would rather be dead!

This ugly monk clearly wasn't anything good.

"Hehe, Benefactor Yan is indeed formidable!"

Joyful Buddha held a single palm vertically before his chest, his fat face smiling as he spoke:

"After today's battle, among the Supreme Grandmasters in the world, aside from those ten on the Earth Rank, I'm afraid few people can steadily defeat you!"

"Congratulations, Benefactor. From now on, you are the number one person in Cangzhou Prefecture!"

Yan Chu ignored him and looked at Governor Tong beside him, saying:

"My thanks to Governor Tong!"

Fortunately, he had been worried that many people were coming in secret, so he had Governor Tong hide in the shadows; otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Governor Tong's face was somewhat pale.

Compared to Joyful Buddha, he was more than just a level behind.

If Yan Xuan and the other hadn't intervened in time to share the pressure, he might have been captured by Joyful Buddha in just those few moves.

"My thanks to you two friends as well!"

Yan Chu cupped his hands toward Yan Xuan and the other, saying:

"I have noted today's favor. In the future, as long as you two have a request, I will certainly not refuse!"

Yan Xuan and Daoist Priest Xuan Tong exchanged a look. Daoist Priest Xuan Tong flicked his whisk and stroked his beard with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Yan, you overstate it!"

"Joyful Buddha is an evil monk from the Western Regions, intolerable to the Righteous Path of our Great Jin Dynasty's Jianghu. No matter who came here, they would not have stood by and watched."

Joyful Buddha stood in the distance, quietly watching them with a half-smile on his face.

Yan Chu shook his head and said:

"We will speak of this later. Once I have dealt with this bald donkey, I will have a long talk with you all!"

"Husband Yan..."

Shen Zuirong's beautiful eyes were fixed on Yan Chu's profile, her smooth jade-like hand tightly gripping his large hand. She could see that Yan Chu was truly angry.

Joyful Buddha daring to target Shen Zuirong had indeed touched Yan Chu's reverse scale.

It had always been him doing such things; how could he allow others to target his woman?

Yan Chu took two steps forward, staring at Joyful Buddha, and said coldly:

"Your daughter, that pig-like Tank, was killed by me!"

"She screamed miserably before she died!"

"I hope you won't be as pathetic as her in a moment!"

Joyful Buddha didn't care and said with a chuckle:

"That beast—even if Benefactor Yan hadn't killed her, this poor monk would have eventually cleared the sect. I should thank you instead!"

"I've heard that Benefactor loves women as much as life itself. If there's an opportunity, we can exchange notes on the Dao of Dual Cultivation."

"Heh!"

Yan Chu gave a cold laugh, revealing his bright white teeth.

Boom! Boom!

Two Mighty Dragon Divine Palms were struck out, transforming into hundred-zhang golden dragons that spanned the mountains, whistling as they arrived.

Rumble!

The great mountain shook, rocks poured down, and dust filled the space between the two peaks.

These two palms missed without surprise. Joyful Buddha dragged out a series of afterimages in mid-air, appearing on a large tree hundreds of zhang away in an instant, and then on a rock thousands of zhang away in the next breath.

Whoosh!

A fierce wind appeared around Yan Chu as he rode the wind in pursuit.

"Good!!!"

"Great Hero Yan, slaughter this bald donkey!!"

Many of the surviving Jianghu people in the distance cheered one after another.

"This lecherous monk Joyful Buddha really doesn't know how to spell the word 'death'!"

Many people had just died at Joyful Buddha's hands, and now they were all filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could see him killed by Yan Chu's palm with their own eyes.

Thump!

The two figures clashed in mid-air. Terrifying True Essence surged, light and shadow interlaced, washing away the thick fog in the mountains.

Both of them fell downward simultaneously. Yellow Dragon Mountain rumbled and shook; the two peaks were nearly collapsed by the massive battle shockwaves.

"Hahahaha!"

"Yan Chu! This Buddha is not one of those minor characters. If you want to kill me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"

Joyful Buddha's arrogant laughter echoed through the mountain forests.

In the next instant, the two leapt out from the valley thousands of meters deep, turning into two rainbows that appeared on another mountain peak over ten miles away.

"Precious Image Joyful Seal!!"

Joyful Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression solemn as he began to form a pink seal before his chest.

"Go!"

He pushed his fleshy palms forward, and two intertwined humanoid seals were struck upward.

Yan Chu descended from the sky, his palms condensing True Essence. A palm force of ultimate hardness and ferocity slammed down with a boom.

Cloud Dispelling Palm, Tearing Sky and Dispelling Clouds!

This palm strike, carrying the weight of a thousand jun, split the sea of clouds in two, directly tearing apart the Joyful Seal and clashing violently with Joyful Buddha's fleshy palms.

Boom, rumble!

A terrifying vibration echoed for dozens of miles. Joyful Buddha was slammed into the mountains by this palm. The entire mountaintop was split open with a large hole through the middle, penetrating nearly a thousand meters from the peak straight into the ground.

Frightful True Essence surged within the mountain. This thousand-meter-high nameless peak began to collapse with a roar. Countless birds and beasts were buried by the falling rocks, and dust rolled up in clouds.

"Good heavens! Is this something human power can cause?"

The Jianghu people watching the battle from the distant mountains were dumbstruck upon seeing this scene.

Even the few Supreme Grandmasters like Governor Tong felt a wave of horror.

It was as if the two sides were not in the same Realm.

Was the gap between the Early Stage and Late Stage of the Mountain Shaking Realm actually this vast?

The Supreme Grandmasters of the Ninth Realm—no wonder they were called Mountain Shakers; they really could shake a great mountain.

Supreme Grandmaster, as terrifying as this!