Chapter 323 (1/2)
The most fearful thing was the sudden tranquility of the scene.
Ao Jin slapped away the debris pressed on his body, roaring in anger. He looked incredulous.
‘Damn it.’
He had a bad feeling when the opponent cast Ancestral Dragon's Floating Body. He was too strong to cultivate Ancestral Dragon's Floating Body to this level, which was terrifying.
There was not even room to resist.
It was dominating when it came out, but now it showed some wretchedness.
The Great Thunder Sound Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple's head priests naturally could not accept such a scene.
‘How could such a thing happen?’
”Who exactly helped you to cultivate the Ancestral Dragon's Body?” Ao Jin questioned.
This was a big deal. No one would dare to believe it when he said that a human cultivator could cultivate such a mystic art to the highest level, not even a few of them in the Heavenly Dragon Clan.
”You're too weak. If you don't work hard, you'll be sad when you're old. You look like you're greedy for enjoyment. So, just because you don't work hard, you can't blame others for working hard, right?”
Lin Fan didn't give Ao Jin any answer at all. Ao Jin's face was so gloomy that ink was about to drip out.
The major sects that had withdrawn were hardly calm.
Awesome.
They indeed did not expect Lin Fan to be so powerful. Even someone of the Heavenly Dragon Clan was beaten like this. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they might not have believed it.
Suddenly…
The void shook, and the vastness of the force was destroyed.
Lin Fan was holding an immortal treasure, exercising his mystic art, and instantly formed a battlefield. There was a radiant light as if a meteor had fallen from the sky, covering everyone fighting with it.
The indecisive Immortal Sect no longer had time to think about these things. Since they didn't quit, then naturally, they only had to hold on.
”Everyone, strikeout and suppress them.”
”That is exactly what I intend to do.”
That was what was said.
However, they all did not make a move for the time being. They were all waiting for the senior monks of the Great Thunder Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple to go first. They were not fighters; they just came over to help. In case they made a move and those senior monks all waited quietly, wouldn't that be a pitfall?
Sect Master Bai was fully engaged in the distant battle. He must ensure Lin Fan's safety. In case the situation wasn't right, he would be the first to step in and bail him out.
There were two reasons.
The first was that he was a disciple of the Greatest Martial Sect, and the second was that he was the son of his senior sister, so how could he sit back and do nothing?
Of course, he couldn't step in now because it was just a personal act of the sect's disciples. If he stepped in, it would be a matter for the whole sect, and at that time, he would have no root and foot to keep Lin Fan.
Therefore, he would not step in until the last resort. At least with the current situation, it seemed like there was no need for him to step in.
BANG!
An old man from the Immortal Sect was hit in the chest by Lin Fan's fist. He was yelling, but he took the initiative to said to Lin Fan, ”Fellow Cultivator Lin, this sect has no intention of fighting with you. We are just going through the motions; please don't blame us.”
Lin Fan knew in his heart, so he left a residual force on his fist, not daring to fully explode. The old man was blasted into the ground and did not get up, as if he was suppressed.
Some people with sharp eyes could see clearly. They roughly understand what this meant…
Lin Fan and Head Priest Yun were mainly facing the Great Thunder Sound Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple and Ao Jin, the ultimate adversaries.
Steeply.
A burst of Sanskrit sound resounded. This sound seemed to penetrate deep into the soul and vibrate in the heart, giving an excellent and ineffable feeling.
Head Priest Yun's hands were joined together, and a thousand-foot, thousand-handed Buddha Demon emanated an overwhelming might. As Head Priest Yun's thoughts moved, a thousand hands came out in unison, covering the world.
The firmament was covered, and the palm of each arm seemed to contain a Buddha power.
”Everyone, be careful. This traitor has cultivated the forbidden Dharma of the Buddha Sect.”
”Between Buddha and Demon transformation, based on the mind alone, this is the highest level. It hurts the Buddha Sect to lose such a genius.”
Although the words were said, they did not dare to be careless.
Head Priest Yun was known as the Great Thunder Sound Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple's outstanding talent and profound Buddhism. He was an existence that could become a Buddha in the future. Even if he had entered the demon now, he was still too terrifying.
”Awesome.”
Lin Fan mainly fought Ao Jin and just looked at Head Priest Yun from time to time. He steeply discovered that the other side's strength was indeed terrifying. He was fighting a group of people alone and was still extremely strong.
He could already tell.
The other side was indeed becoming the demon, but his Buddha's teachings were too profound. Even if he became a demon, he could maintain his mind, and even with the current situation, the other side could convert between Buddha and demon.
If you wanted me to be compassionate to the world, I am the Buddha.
If you wanted me to kill the world, I am the demon.
Such a state of mind was beyond human reach.
Thinking of this, he felt that the people of the Great Thunder Sound Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple were big pig hook. They couldn't tolerate such a genius, so it seemed that they had terrible luck.
When he thought about the Greatest Martial Sect, the head priest, that big pig hook, look at Lin Fan in displeased. However, other than a few scoldings and curses, he did not say much.
What a nice person.
………..
At this moment, Lin Fan blended his learned mystic arts and condensed them between his fingers. Upon facing the incoming Ao Jin, he fiercely pointed away, making Ao Jin's heart burned with anger.
‘The secret of the Heavenly Dragon Clan that was not passed down, how could it be tainted?’
Just then….
POOF!
Ao Jin screamed as a finger hit his chest. The Heavenly Dragon Scale Armor was tough, but there were crumbling signs, and countless cracks appeared under this blow.
”Kneel for me.”
Lin Fan exchanged his finger for a fist and viciously smashed it down in conjunction with the Golden Gourd.
”You seek death.”