Dragon-Marked War God

“If you want to condemn someone, you can always find an excuse. Hmph. How would you know who the real Reincarnated Living Buddha is? How would you understand who the real demon king is? It’s only because of your endless greed that you keep hunting him down. Would anyone just sit and wait for death? All you want is the God Suppressing Monument. Hunting him again and again, pressing him again and again, even a sage who has gone through a hundred reincarnations would be driven mad by you. Now you slap a big label on him, and you really think you’re living Buddhas yourselves? You’re nothing but a pack of clueless dog thieves. Your greed has completely corrupted you. You don’t deserve to be people of the Buddhist faith at all.”

Jiang Chen said in a deep voice. Every word was a gem. These words hit the nail on the head. Even Wei Xiaolong agreed completely. That was exactly how it was. The Ten Great Temples had hyped up the Reincarnated Living Buddha and in the end driven him into a desperate situation, all just to get the God Suppressing Monument in his hands. Anyone with clear eyes could see that at a glance. It was only one of the Ten Great Temples’ schemes. Perhaps some people did not know it, but most people understood. They were driving a good man to the edge of life and death.

Every man for himself, or heaven and earth will destroy you. When danger came, when someone wanted your life, who could stay unmoved? Those who spoke pretty words were mostly selfish people.

Jiang Chen firmly believed that the Monk Tyrant had been driven mad by those guys. The common man is innocent, but carrying a jade disc makes him guilty. The God Suppressing Monument in his hands meant he could never be ordinary. It meant he was destined to become the object everyone chased, the target of all. It could not have been more obvious.

But what the world saw was only that the Monk Tyrant, as the Reincarnated Living Buddha, had killed many people. They did not know why he had killed, or what kind of people he had killed. They were all people who coveted his God Suppressing Monument, all people who wanted him dead. Even ants cling to life. Was he supposed to just sit and wait for death?

“Amitabha. Jiang Chen, you’re simply beyond saving. I thought that since your strength was low, I wouldn’t stoop to your level. But I didn’t expect you to kill the Enlightened ones of Temple Hong Yan one after another, and even stand beside that world-wrecking fiend. It seems I misjudged you. Today, you and this fiend both deserve to go to Avici Hell.”

Wuyin the Enlightened said in a deep voice, glaring angrily at Jiang Chen.

“In the end, you’ve just found the person you want to deal with, and now you’re all showing your true faces. You call the monk a reincarnated fiend and a world-wrecking demon king, but how are you any better than him? Do you really think you’re saints? Do you really think you get to decide what’s right in all the world? Do you really think we won’t fight back?”

Jiang Chen stood proudly, sword in hand, beside the Monk Tyrant. He looked down coldly, sweeping his gaze over everyone present. Today’s battle would be extremely difficult, but Jiang Chen was already prepared. These fake, pretentious guys had all started their performances, but in the end they would definitely be fighting each other to the death over the God Suppressing Monument in the Monk Tyrant’s hands. That was reality.

In their eyes, there was no such thing as good and evil at all. The justice in their eyes was only what they thought was right. How was this domineering, bossy attitude any different from an overbearing demon king? They were all good at painting gold on their own faces, without realizing that all of the Monk Tyrant’s suffering had been forced on him by them.

“What’s the use of telling them all this? All they care about is the God Suppressing Monument in my hands. They don’t care about anyone else’s life or death at all, and they don’t care what others think or say. The strong, the victors, those who sit up high like them, are the ones who get to write history.”

The Monk Tyrant had long since seen through these guys’ hypocrisy. Now the entire Buddhist Realm was a complete mess. On the surface it looked peaceful, but in fact it was no different from those filthy places in the secular world.

“Amitabha! Whether or not you are truly a demon follower, we are merciful, and heaven too has the virtue of cherishing life. As long as you hand over the God Suppressing Monument in your hands, my Tianluo Temple can guarantee your life. The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and the shore is near. Benefactor, do not lead yourself astray.”

Shenyin the Enlightened said earnestly, as if he wanted to save the Monk Tyrant’s soul.

“Amitabha. F*ck your ancestors’ tablets, you shameless bunch.”

The Monk Tyrant said in a deep voice.

“What’s the point of saying more to them? They only want to kill you, purely for their own selfish desires. Your God Suppressing Monument is their real goal. Whatever ‘scum of the Buddhist faith’ or ‘Reincarnated Living Buddha’, it’s all an excuse. They just want to find you, kill you and take the monument.”

Qing Xuan said in a deep voice. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and a streak of green light flickered in them. She was determined to fight them to the end. Even though she knew she was no match for them, she would not retreat half a step. Even if she had to die, she would die in his arms.

He had cut off the mortal world for her, and she could not let there be tears in his heart.

She would fight facing death, never stopping until she died. She would tear off their hypocritical masks. Since he had fallen silent, let her be the one to protect him.

Qing Xuan turned and looked at the Monk Tyrant, her eyes full of endless tenderness. Even though she knew full well he was a man of the Buddhist faith, she had still fallen in love with him, resolutely and without regard for herself.

“Stubborn fool. It seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin.”

Wuyin the Enlightened sneered. At this moment, they were ready to fight at any moment, aiming straight for the Monk Tyrant.

“Truly beyond saving. Senior Brother, it looks like we must clear away this evil for the Buddhist faith. Someone like this isn’t fit to be a disciple of the Buddha. Only when he’s dead can the whole Buddhist faith be at peace.”

Yueyin the Enlightened was also ready for battle. Every one of them had locked onto the Monk Tyrant, and the danger to the Monk Tyrant could erupt at any moment.

“There’s no use talking. Since you want to deal with the monk, then get past me first. Kill me, and maybe you’ll have a chance to get near the monk. If you can’t even get past me, I’m afraid you’ll have to go back with your tails between your legs.”

Jiang Chen said flatly. Like a general holding his blade on horseback, he appeared in front of the Monk Tyrant. Jiang Chen faced everyone alone, without the slightest fear on his face.

“Hahaha, that’s the biggest joke in the world. You think you can stop us? You really overestimate yourself. You and this monk are both going to die.”

Scarlet Moon the Enlightened said through gritted teeth.

“Little Chen…”

The Monk Tyrant was not afraid of death, but he felt guilty in his heart for dragging Little Chen and Qing Xuan into this.

“Relax. The person who can kill me hasn’t been born yet. If anyone wants to touch you, they’ll have to get past me first.”

Jiang Chen pointed his sword at the void, his sword qi awe-inspiring, his domineering aura sweeping across everything. A Mid Hierarch, yet his heroic spirit soared to the clouds.

“Make your move. Otherwise, you won’t get another chance.”

Jiang Chen said coldly, smiling faintly. He also wanted to test just how many Half-step Divine Emperors he could take on at the same time!