Chapter 336 Bloodshed is Imminent

Before Abbot Fayuan could speak, a monk behind him heard this and retorted sharply:

"Zhicheng, who gave you the right to speak here!?"

"My junior disciple, Awakening to emptiness, was devoted to the Buddha and compassionate toward all living beings, yet he died at the hands of the Blade Demon. This person is bloodthirsty and cruel; everyone has the right to execute him!"

As he spoke, the monk's Aura rose, pressing down on Yan Chu with a suffocating force; he actually intended to strike right then and there.

The experts around them all wore expressions of watching a good show, wishing they would start fighting immediately.

A cold sneer appeared on Meng Ao's face.

The monk speaking was another monk of the 'Fa' generation from Nalanda Temple, named Faji, whose cultivation was also at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown Realm.

However, there was still a gap between this person and himself, let alone compared to Yan Chu.

Seeing that Yan Chu remained silent and was closing his eyes to rest, he knew that Yan Chu did not want to make a move yet.

After Heavenly Pillar Mountain fully rose, it had become isolated from this world.

The distant will of heaven and earth descended here once more.

Experts above the Three Flowers Realm dared not strike easily, or they would inevitably attract the Heavenly Tribulation.

While Meng Ao was thinking about this, he was also carefully observing his surroundings.

Everyone whose true body had not descended, or who was hiding within some object, was a suspect of his—they could all be beings who had already cultivated Innate Fetal Respiration.

However, everyone was hiding so well that he could not distinguish them at all.

Since Yan Chu did not speak, he naturally responded on his behalf:

"Hmph! Monk Faji, your Nalanda Temple occupies several nations in the Western Regions, using Buddhist dharma to bewitch the common people, making them willingly hand over all their family wealth, leaving them destitute and struggling to survive—how can you have the nerve to claim you are compassionate toward the world?"

"I think you are more like devils!"

"I wondered who it was? So it's the Devil Heads from the Great Black Heavenly Demon Cult!"

Monk Faji opened and closed his eyes, his tone somewhat grim:

"Cult Master Meng has recovered quite a bit of his Origin Qi over these years; it seems it is time for us to have another Great War of Exterminating Devils!"

In the past, the Great Black Heavenly Demon Cult was also a Sect of the Southern Kingdom. It was precisely because of a Great War of Exterminating Devils several hundred years ago that the seven Sects of the Demonic Path suffered heavy losses, forcing the Great Black Heavenly Demon Cult to flee to the grasslands and huddle in a bitter, cold land.

Upon hearing this sentence from Monk Faji, Meng Ao and the others could not help but feel anger rise in their hearts.

Below the Heavenly Human Realm, they were high and mighty, inviolable, and extremely mysterious experts of the Three Flowers level, but in the eyes of their peers, they could also be provoked into Killing Intent by a single sentence.

The onlookers watched with great interest.

"Fight! Fight quickly!!"

Crimson King Zhu Fengtong, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu, and the others could not help but shout in their hearts.

Yan Chu opened his eyes, swept his gaze over, and said coldly:

"I'll let you keep your dog's life for a little longer; don't be too arrogant!"

Monk Faji's expression changed slightly; that glance Yan Chu gave him actually made his heart skip a beat for no reason.

The calmness of the other party's expression and tone was completely different from the others in the Great Black Heavenly Demon Cult.

However, once he thought about how they had the numerical advantage on his side, he relaxed again.

The depth of the Buddhist Sect's foundation was not something a mere young man could compare to.

"Hahaha! Well said! Today there won't be any Great War of Exterminating Devils; there will only be a war to exterminate the Buddha!"

Just at this moment, a vigorous and cold shout came from afar.

An extremely domineering Aura approached rapidly; everyone looked over, and their expressions changed one after another.

They saw a thousand-foot golden Dragon winding its way from afar, its dragon roar shaking the surroundings and echoing through the world.

It was the current Emperor Li Heming of the Great Jin Dynasty!

He was clad in golden battle armor, with Dragon Qi soaring around his body and a terrifying Aura released, as if a true Dragon had appeared here.

Behind him were four more people.

They were the Empress Dowager Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng, the Imperial Astronomer Old Master Ge, the Prince of Zhenbei Li Shuoting, and "Dual Palms Propping the Heavens" He Wuzhu.

The five arrived together, their powerful Auras overwhelming, instantly suppressing Abbot Fayuan and his group from the Buddhist Sect.

The Prince of Zhenbei and He Wuzhu had actually both reached the Three Divine Treasuries Realm!

Yan Chu could not help but cast a deep look at Li Shuoting.

At this very moment, the other party's gaze also looked over, and he cupped his hands respectfully and affably:

"Great Hero Yan! You have come as well!"

Even after achieving the Three Divine Treasuries, there was still a significant gap when facing Yan Chu.

He had self-awareness.

"The Prince of Zhenbei has made great progress in his cultivation; congratulations!"

Yan Chu returned the salute.

At this moment, everyone shifted their attention from the dispute between Yan Chu and Abbot Fayuan and the others to Li Heming.

Although most of the people here almost never walked in the mortal world and did not care about worldly power at all, no one could ignore Li Heming.

The other party's Aura had an extremely strong oppressive force.

A terrifying Aura, far exceeding the ordinary Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown level, was emitted, causing the Buddhist group's expressions to change slightly; they were truly filled with apprehension.

Even Daoist Master Mingxin, who was at odds with the Buddhist Sect, felt somewhat uncomfortable at this moment; not long ago, he had gone to the imperial palace to probe, and the other party had resolved his methods with a light touch, demonstrating strength far above his own.

What shocked them even more was that even though the other party had released his Aura, it did not trigger the descent of the Heavenly Tribulation.

This was because of the protection of the imperial seal of the realm.

As a supreme treasure passed down from ancient times for who knows how many years, representing the orthodoxy of the Imperial Dynasty, the imperial seal of the realm carried an unimaginably vast amount of Imperial Dynasty Luck, already far surpassing the category of ordinary peerless divine weapons.

Even the sensing of heaven and earth could not penetrate the protection of this supreme treasure to harm the bearer.

Wherever Li Heming's gaze fell, people were pressured by his Aura, and many lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

He could not help but sneer in his heart:

"Almost all the old monsters in the world are here. After today, the world will be peaceful for who knows how many years!"

Heavenly Pillar Mountain would surely become the burial ground for many people; a bloodbath begins today!

"amitabha! This poor monk pays respects to Your Majesty!"

"I did not expect that even though Your Majesty possesses supreme power, you would also come to this Heavenly Pillar Mountain!"

The people from Nalanda Temple had unpleasant expressions, and Abbot Faxing of the Hanging Temple saw this and took the initiative to step forward to pay respects.

Both sides were also old acquaintances of many years.

Although they had fallen out now, it was still much better than Nalanda Temple, which had always been excluded from the Central Plains Imperial Dynasty.

Li Heming was not polite at all regarding Abbot Faxing's gesture of goodwill, immediately responding with hidden Killing Intent.

Now was not the time to make a move; it would be easy for the people around to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Otherwise, given Li Heming's character, a great battle would inevitably have already occurred.

While Li Heming, the Prince of Zhenbei, and the Buddhist side were trading verbal barbs, Empress Dowager Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng, dressed in a bright yellow phoenix dress, moved her lotus steps lightly and came before Yan Chu.

Her black hair was coiled into a fallen-horse bun, her figure was tall and slender, and her face was covered by a light veil, revealing her fair and smooth forehead and a pair of brimming, beautiful eyes that seemed to contain gentle, watery light; she was charming, peerless, and possessed an elegance that was truly legendary.

As she took steps, the red and yellow phoenix feathers on her phoenix dress danced along, as if the phoenix birds were taking flight, skimming through the clusters of flowers, adding even more beauty.

With such a figure and such temperament, even though her true face was not presented before everyone's eyes, who knows how many people in the dark were gulping down saliva, their eyes burning with heat.

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As long as one is a person, one loves beauty.

Men like peerless beauties of the world, and women like peerless handsome men.

However, for the experts who have embarked on the path of martial arts, beauty is no longer the highest pursuit; what they are most passionate about is breaking through to higher Realms and attaining longevity.

They had already experienced all the worldly power and beauties.

But when this beauty was replaced by Empress Dowager Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng, it was another situation entirely.

Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng was a peerless beauty on the beauties ranking list, the current Empress Dowager, and also a top expert at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown level.

Regardless of appearance, power, status, or cultivation, she was at the absolute peak of the current era.

Such a woman, as long as one is a man, would want to be intimate with her.

Even these reclusive experts who had lost interest in ordinary beauties had this thought, because she was the most ideal candidate for a Dao Companion.

On the path of cultivation, only such a woman was worthy of practicing with them to seek longevity together.

However, the Empress Dowager was definitely not an ordinary person.

The vast majority of people only dared to think about it in their hearts and did not dare to be the least bit presumptuous.

Many people's gazes were attracted to Emperor Li Heming, while more people followed Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng's figure, watching her walk to Yan Chu's side.

"Hmm?"

Crimson King Zhu Fengtong frowned deeply.

The Great Jin Imperial Court and Yan Chu were now both his enemies; could it be that these two parties were going to unite?

What followed was indeed as he expected.

"Yan Chu, congratulations!"

In Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng's glistening, watery eyes, there was a faint hint of a smile:

"Or perhaps I should call you Khan now! Is that right?"

This was her second time meeting Yan Chu, but she was one of the first people to pay attention to Yan Chu. This young man had risen at an extremely fast speed, and she had placed her bets on him very early on.

"The Empress Dowager is too kind!"

Yan Chu cupped his hands and said:

"I have always kept the Empress Dowager's kindness to me in my heart. If the Empress Dowager has anything to ask, please feel free to command it; within the scope of my ability, I will certainly not refuse!"

Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng was waiting for exactly this sentence from the other party.

She then said directly:

"You have seen the situation here. The Ten Thousand Buddha Cave of the Buddhist Sect, and Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Funiu Temple of the Daoist Sect have not yet arrived. The Buddhist and Daoist families are powerful; why don't we temporarily unite? After entering Heavenly Pillar Mountain, we can look out for each other!"

Meng Ao and the others beside Yan Chu looked on; if they could unite, it would naturally be for the best.

Among the others who had arrived here, they had already begun to form groups of three or five.

Everyone had the same idea.

The strength of the Buddhist and Daoist families indeed far exceeded the others, forcing everyone to unite.

"Naturally, that is fine!"

Yan Chu nodded.

"Very good!"

Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng took out a few jade talismans from her sleeve and handed them to Yan Chu with her slender, jade-like hands, saying:

"According to ancient records, after entering Heavenly Pillar Mountain, everyone will be scattered to different places. These are positioning jade talismans; at that time, we can determine our locations according to the light spots on the jade talismans and meet up as soon as possible. You should accept them first."

Yan Chu took the jade talismans, poured the power of his Divine Treasury into them, and indeed, several red dots appeared on them, gathering together.

Seeing Yan Chu distribute the jade talismans to Meng Ao and the others, the corners of Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng's mouth curled up slightly. Just as she was about to continue saying something, she suddenly looked up into the distance.

They saw that from three directions in the distance, an Aura came piercing through the air from each.

The people present noticed these three Auras, and their expressions changed sharply again, even more noticeably than when Li Heming and the others arrived just a moment ago.

Among them, the one coming from the east was Venerable Zixiao and others from Dragon Tiger Mountain. What attracted the most attention was the old Daoist in hemp clothes standing at the very front on the clouds.

The other party had gray hair and beard, a thin and small stature, but his face was as rosy as a baby's, and there was not a hint of late-life Aura in his eyes.

Most of the people present knew Venerable Zixiao, but there were few who knew this old Daoist in hemp clothes.

Yan Chu noticed the other party at the first glance.

When he first achieved Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown and his Primordial Spirit surveyed the world, he had gazed at the other party from over one hundred thousand li away.

In that situation, it was less that he had discovered the other party, and more that the other party had sensed him.

Because there were other Three Flowers level experts in the world, yet none of them had sensed each other with him.

From this point, it was enough to see the depth of this old Daoist's Dao cultivation.

When Yan Chu looked at him, the other party also looked at Yan Chu at the same time.

This old Daoist had a benevolent face and nodded to Yan Chu from afar.

This scene made those who had guessed the identity of this old Daoist feel shocked and uncertain again. What kind of person was Yan Chu exactly? How could he induce this old Daoist to pay respects?

If their guess was correct, this old Daoist should be the foundation of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Immortal Taiwei, known as the living old immortal.

And coming from the west were Master Longbrow of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave and the Buddhist leader, Master Kongming.

Seeing the two arrive, Abbot Fayuan and the others hurriedly went up to meet them.

After Li Heming and the others arrived, they were exchanging looks with Yan Chu, seemingly conspiring to deal with them.

Now that the two from the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave had arrived, they breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, the Buddhist side's power increased greatly.

However, Abbot Fayuan frowned slightly and asked via telepathic transmission:

"Senior Brother Kongming, did the Holy Monk not come today?"

"The Ancestral Master has of course come; he will appear after we enter the interior of the Blessed Land!"

The middle-aged monk spoke, simultaneously scanning the surrounding hundreds of li, taking everyone into his eyes, his gaze cautious.

Many familiar old monsters had arrived here.

Demons and monsters that never appeared on ordinary days had all come out now.

This was not good news for the Buddhist Sect; the difficulty of fighting for the Heavenly Gate would inevitably increase greatly.

Another group of manpower was several people coming from the south.

The person leading them was the hunched-backed old man who had appeared here a few days ago, leaning on a cane, with white hair and beard, and sharp eyes.

Yan Chu had met him once at that time and had already learned his identity from the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu: the Old Dean of the White Deer Academy.

The world had long forgotten the other party's real name, and because his students and former subordinates were spread all over the world, everyone referred to him as the Old Dean or Old Master.

Behind this Old Dean, besides the noble-looking middle-aged man who had followed him last time—that is, the Southern Wei Emperor Fang Yuheng—there were several other people.

They were a middle-aged man in brocade clothes wearing a lotus treasure crown.

He was tall and large, his Aura terrifying and peerless, his two eyes like bottomless black pools; standing not far from the Old Dean, he did not lose out in the slightest.

Behind him followed a woman completely shrouded in a black robe.

The reason for calling her a woman was that her pair of hands exposed outside were delicate and soft, shining like white porcelain; these hands could definitely not be possessed by a man.

Her face was covered by a veil, and her eyes were also wrapped in black satin.

The wide black robe could not cover her graceful figure; just the limb curves revealed casually made people's imaginations run wild.

Besides these two, there were also three people dressed as Daoists, two men and one woman.

The three of them also all had ethereal Auras, exuding a sense of being aloof from the world, as if they were not eating mortal food; each one seemed like a person of the immortals.

"It's the people from Funiu Temple!"