102: Victory is decided!

While the Four Great Sacred Grounds were engaged in fierce battle, only Su Changqing sent a Puppet to steal resources from Zen Heart Temple’s treasury.

This behavior was undoubtedly quite devious.

However, he wasn't afraid of anyone suspecting him and the Tai Xuan Sect.

After all, he was merely a Tiangang Realm Martial Artist; how could he possibly infiltrate Zen Heart Temple’s treasury to steal things? There were Supreme Realm Experts guarding it.

Furthermore, several Saint Realm Experts from the Tai Xuan Sect were all participating in the battle; they couldn't possibly be fighting and infiltrating Zen Heart Temple at the same time, as they didn't have Clones.

Therefore, this wave was very stable.

Having completed all of this, Su Changqing returned to the Spirit Boat's deck, watching this earth-shattering battle with great interest.

The Four Great Sacred Grounds besieging Zen Heart Temple would likely be recorded in the annals of the Heavenly Martial Continent.

“Tsk tsk tsk, Revered Master’s strength is already fully comparable to a Saint Realm Middle Stage Martial Artist; that Head of the Disciplinary Hall is losing.”

Su Changqing’s gaze turned towards Revered Master.

The Head of the Disciplinary Hall was being besieged by Gu Xiran and two other Saint Realm Middle Stage Experts, on the verge of collapse, covered in wounds, and his Aura extremely weak.

Meanwhile, Revered Master grew braver with each battle.

It wouldn't be long before she could take him down.

On the other side, Ancestor Xuan, Wei Shengwu, and four other Saint Realm Late Stage Experts besieged Venerable Master Huineng and Original Ancestor, also gaining the upper hand.

Although Original Ancestor was powerful, he had limited Lifespan and only a few years left to live, so his explosive combat power was limited; if this continued, he would undoubtedly die.

Evidently, he also perceived his own situation.

Although he wished to change it, it was extremely difficult.

After all, breaking through the encirclement of four Saint Realm Late Stage Martial Artists was too hard.

Su Changqing smacked his lips, sitting comfortably in a rattan chair, watching the battle in the arena.

The battle between Saint Realm Martial Artists was also greatly beneficial to him.

On the other side.

The elite Disciples of the Four Great Sacred Grounds held a huge advantage; the Zen Heart Temple monks had already suffered more than seventy percent casualties, with almost no power to resist.

After all, in terms of both cultivation and numbers, the combined might of the Four Great Sacred Grounds was extremely terrifying.

“Victory is decided.”

Su Changqing’s lips curled slightly upwards.

The battle continued for two and a half hours.

Revered Master beheaded the Head of the Disciplinary Hall of Zen Heart Temple.

She returned to Su Changqing’s side and threw the head onto the ground.

“Satisfying.”

Revered Master said indifferently, wiping the blood from her face—it wasn't hers, but the old monk's.

Looking at the Revered Master before him, filled with Killing Intent, Su Changqing couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He hadn't expected Revered Master's full break out to be so terrifying.

He chuckled and leaned closer, saying:

“Congratulations, Revered Master, on slaying a Saint Realm Middle Stage Martial Artist, achieving Major Achievement in your divine skill, and shaking the world…”

Although Gu Xiran’s expression didn't change in the face of Su Changqing’s flattery, she was quite happy in her heart.

This Wicked disciple sure knows how to praise.

His verbal skills were indeed impressive.

He knew how to curry favor.

On the other side, Venerable Master Huineng could no longer hold on; already severely wounded by four people, he was now at the end of his rope.

Wei Shengwu seized the opportunity, striking with a saber that directly pierced his body.

A Saint Realm Late Stage Expert, fallen!

Blood rained down from the heavens, and a mournful Aura permeated the air; the already demoralized monks of Zen Heart Temple now completely lost their will to fight.

The Abbot was dead!

All four Head Monks had fallen in battle!

The only remaining Saint Realm Expert was the frail Original Ancestor, whose Lifespan was nearing its end.

How tragic!

“Damn it, you all deserve to die!”

Original Ancestor said coldly.

Before him, four Saint Realm Late Stage Martial Artists surrounded him, their Qi having long since locked onto him, making escape impossible.

“Fine, if that’s the case, then before this monk dies, I shall drag a few of you down with me.”

As his voice fell, Original Ancestor’s entire body erupted with Aura, and a terrifying Aura instantly swept over everyone present.

“Hiss, this is the combat power of a Saint Realm Peak; this old fellow indeed has some strength, but… he can only last for half an hour at most.”

Wei Shengwu sneered, and though he was disdainful in his heart, his actions were not careless in the slightest.

After all, this was the last burst of power from a Saint Realm Peak Expert before death.

Ancestor Xuan, Sect Leader of Tian Jian Sect, and Nangong Bo were not fools; they knew that the opponent was at the end of his rope and wanted to drag a few people down with him.

Therefore, the few of them unhesitatingly adopted a kiting tactic.

The four took turns attacking, striking from different directions, then quickly retreating after provoking the opponent, primarily to toy with him.

This move was also very effective.

Original Ancestor’s defenses were completely broken by this attack rhythm.

“Damn it, truly damn it!”

Original Ancestor was furious.

Time passed quickly; after half an hour, Original Ancestor’s Aura had weakened considerably, and he could no longer maintain his Saint Realm Peak strength.

A trace of blood spilled from his lips; looking at the four people standing before him, Original Ancestor gritted his teeth, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, and he made a decision in his heart.

“If that’s the case, then let’s all die together.”

In an instant, Original Ancestor’s Aura became even more terrifying, and a monstrous Aura gathered.

“Not good, this old fellow is going to self-destruct.”

Wei Shengwu’s eyes suddenly widened, a hint of fear in his gaze.

The energy produced by a Saint Realm Peak Martial Artist’s self-destruction was considerable.

Even he might find it difficult to withstand.

Ancestor Xuan, Sect Leader of Tian Jian Sect, and Nangong Bo also perceived this and immediately fled at high speed.

However, Original Ancestor’s explosion was too fast.

“Boom!!”

In a brief moment, an area spanning hundreds of miles was completely affected by the attack.

Fortunately, Su Changqing was on the Spirit Boat’s deck, at a relatively far distance, and protected by Revered Master, so he was unaffected.

But many other Martial Artists suffered terribly.

In the battlefield, many Martial Artists from the Four Great Sacred Grounds were directly crushed by this terrifying explosion; even some Supreme Realm and Monarch Realm Martial Artists perished.

However, fortunately, Wei Shengwu, Ancestor Xuan, Sect Leader of Tian Jian Sect, and Nangong Bo were unharmed.

But the aftershock of that old fellow’s self-destruction was too great, and all four suffered serious injuries.

“Damn it, that old fellow won’t rest even after death, playing self-destruction, screw his mother.”

Wei Shengwu cursed, dusting himself off, grunting, and a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

The old fellow’s self-destruction was quite powerful; if they hadn't escaped quickly, their injuries would have been even worse.

Ancestor Xuan, Sect Leader of Tian Jian Sect, and Nangong Bo also felt unwell.

But at least that old bastard was dead.

Now, all Saint Realm Experts of Zen Heart Temple had fallen in battle, and only one in ten of the monks remained; although they were still resisting, they simply couldn't withstand the elite forces of the Four Great Sacred Grounds.

Looking at the battle below, Wei Shengwu frowned slightly and shouted loudly:

“Damn it, not a single monk from Zen Heart Temple is to be spared.”

As Wei Shengwu’s voice fell, the Disciples of the Wuji Demon Sect fought even harder.

The Sect Master had spoken, so they would fight!

After dealing with that old fellow, the four also stayed put to recover from their injuries.

After a quarter of an hour.

The sounds of slaughter ceased.

Zen Heart Temple was completely annihilated.