Dragon-Marked War God

If Jiang Chen had not entered the illusory realm of the Great Thunderclap Temple with her, perhaps he would not have died. Perhaps he would never have brought this deadly disaster upon himself.

It was even more so for Goddess Luo. She had wanted to keep Jiang Chen there at the risk of her life, but in the end she had not managed it. She did not even know how she would tell Big Yellow after she returned to the God Luo Clan that she had watched with her own eyes as Big Yellow’s brother was swept into a hopeless deathtrap.

The wind and clouds rose on all sides, rainbows flickered, the clouds were light and the mist thin. From ten miles away, they looked back at the divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once more, but it had already turned into flying ash and vanished into the sky.

“It’s gone, everything’s gone…”

Goddess Luo murmured. The divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had been no exception. Just like the Arhat Hall before it, it had vanished like smoke and scattered like clouds.

Everyone had their own thoughts. But it was undeniable that, apart from Lan Luo and Goddess Luo, Jiang Chen’s death had no effect at all on anyone else.

Now, there were only nine of them left. Apart from Lan Luo and Goddess Luo, every Hierarch expert had died.

Yet at this very moment, inside the divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Jiang Chen was facing more than thirty Arhats alone.

Jiang Chen did not dare to be careless. Under Dragon Transformation, he drew the Heavenly Dragon Sword, his sword momentum fierce, and kept dealing with the many Arhats around him. Jiang Chen moved as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard, and thirty Arhats could do nothing to him. At this point, he actually grew curious about these Arhats. These guys had been able to walk out of statues, and they were so ferocious and overbearing, utterly terrifying. Their evil spirit power made one’s heart tremble with fear.

“Are these guys really true Arhats or not?”

Jiang Chen thought to himself. Would true Arhats become so hideous? Would the true Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva be so ferocious?

Jiang Chen fought as he retreated. The terrifying might of thirty Arhats still made things extremely hard for him, but not to the point that he would be wiped out in an instant. On top of that, the Heavenly Dragon Knights appeared and formed a formation, so Jiang Chen had no fear at all. Even without those Half-step Divine Emperors, he would not be killed in this divine hall of Ksitigarbha.

“Nine Supreme Saint Bones Pill, one pill becomes nine Supremes!”

Jiang Chen transformed into nine bodies, and only then did he barely manage to hold off the terrifying onslaught of the thirty Arhats.

The Arhats were as powerful as Half-step Divine Emperors, and Jiang Chen did not dare to be the least bit careless. As for those guys, in their eyes he was surely already dead, with no chance of survival. But he would never go down like this.

“Damn bastards, Xuanyuan Yumo, Luo Binwang, Dou Bai, Lan Mao! I’ll make sure you all die without a place to be buried.”

Jiang Chen said viciously, gritting his teeth. Against thirty Arhats, Jiang Chen relied on the power of the Nine Supreme Saint Bones Pill to barely fight to a draw. If Xuanyuan Yumo and the others saw this scene, their jaws would definitely drop in shock. Jiang Chen knew that none of those guys had used their true abilities either. If they had really wanted to escape, they would not have been in such a sorry state. It was just that they all intended to hide their strength. Unless they were at the brink of life and death, they would not go all out, because they did not trust anyone either. If someone stabbed them in the back, they would die without a place to be buried.

In the illusory realm of the Great Thunderclap Temple, the only ones they could trust were themselves.

“Buddha’s Light Shines on All!”

Jiang Chen struck out with a palm, and all nine of his bodies struck out with a palm at the same time. Buddha light flickered. Although Buddha’s Light Shines on All could not count as truly overwhelming power, against these Arhats in the divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it might just have a miraculous effect.

Sure enough, under Buddha’s Light Shines on All, all thirty-some Arhats were wiped out. The moment the Buddha light rose, they turned into flying ash in an instant. Even Jiang Chen was filled with shock.

“These guys… are they really so-called Arhats?”

Jiang Chen murmured. Although this was the illusory realm of the Great Thunderclap Temple, why did he feel it was more like a hell full of danger?

Was this really the Great Thunderclap Temple where the Buddha had once lived? Would the monk really be here?

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment. The tiles, beams and stone pillars above his head gradually turned into flying ash. Jiang Chen instantly slipped into the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda.

And in an instant, the entire divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva vanished like smoke. Jiang Chen raised his head and once again saw the blue sky and white clouds above the Great Thunderclap Temple.

The Ancestral Dragon Pagoda drifted in the chaos. Jiang Chen looked out. The divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had turned to dust in an instant. If he had not slipped into the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, would he have vanished like smoke along with the divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

Just what kind of laws did this illusory realm of the Great Thunderclap Temple have?

Jiang Chen had no way of knowing. When he came out of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, the whole land and its mountain ranges were the same as before. Only that huge ink-black divine hall seemed as if it had never appeared here at all.

All alone now, Jiang Chen actually felt quite at ease. But he did not dare to let his guard down either. The most important thing for him now was to find the monk. That was the top priority.

Jiang Chen went forward alone, his eyes watching all directions.

Two beautiful figures tore through the void. The figure in white crushed the void, sword qi rippling and sweeping in all directions.

The woman in black had half of her long hair cut off. She was pressed back step by step, completely losing. The woman in white pursued her relentlessly, pressing her advantage. The woman in black was already covered in wounds, blood flowing freely. Up in the void, the fight between the two became more and more perilous, every move aimed to kill.

The two fought for a long time, and Jiang Chen watched silently. The two of them were extremely fast, hard to follow. Jiang Chen watched as a spectator. Neither of them was weak, but the woman in white was clearly a cut above.

Both of them were around Half-step Divine Emperor, yet there was such a huge gap between them. It was clear how ruthless and terrifying the white-clad woman’s sword was. Even Jiang Chen did not dare say he could definitely defeat her. Such might made him very wary.

Jiang Chen was not someone who meddled in other people’s business. If it had nothing to do with him, he would definitely not take action. The faces of the two were hard to see clearly. They traded blows step by step, their qi overpowering the void.

“It’s her!”

Jiang Chen frowned, his face changing. He had already seen the black-clad woman’s face clearly. Who could this woman be, if not Moling Dongchen? Why she had not entered Profound Connection Divine Palace back then had always been a mystery in Jiang Chen’s heart, yet he had actually run into her here. How could Jiang Chen not be shocked?

It seemed he had to take action. He absolutely could not let that white-clad woman succeed.

But the instant the white-clad woman turned around, Jiang Chen froze completely. Her face shocked him to the core. His whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of horror.

How was this possible? How could it be her?