Dragon-Marked War God

The Monk Tyrant’s figure appeared in the void and slowly descended. With a casual palm, the Buddhist aura flowing calmly, he dissolved Venerable Anan’s attack. At this moment, everyone grew grave, watching the Monk Tyrant from afar. This guy had recovered his strength after all.

“What a terrifying aura. Although his strength is still that of a Half-step Divine Emperor, I feel like this guy has become several times stronger than before.”

“That’s right. His strength hasn’t changed much, but his realm and his aura are completely different from before. There’s even a kind of… noble righteousness about him!”

“The relic, has he completely devoured it?”

“It looks that way…”

“Damn it, the relic got swallowed after all!”

Everyone was extremely shocked, but their anger was even greater, because the relic they had been longing for had really been devoured by the Monk Tyrant. Otherwise, how could he have completely recovered his strength in such a short time, and made such a huge leap in his realm? The Monk Tyrant now gave people the impression of being a completely different person from before.

“I knew my brother wouldn’t go down that easily.”

Jiang Chen said with a faint smile, a look of relief at the corner of his mouth. His waiting and his efforts had not been in vain. The Monk Tyrant had not let him down either. Now it was time for the monk to sweep across the world.

“You’ve suffered, brother.”

The Monk Tyrant’s palm came down heavily on Jiang Chen’s shoulder. He knew that all of this had been bought with Jiang Chen’s life. He absolutely could not embarrass Jiang Chen. He had to teach these guys a deep lesson. He wanted every one of these guys who did not know life from death to leave their bones here.

A towering rage erupted from the Monk Tyrant’s body. It was not at all the kind of anger a Buddhist disciple should have. It soared straight up to the heavens, as if it wanted to burn heaven and earth to ashes.

“This guy is really too abnormal. It seems we’ll have to join forces again.”

Wei Xiaolong said in a deep voice. The might the Monk Tyrant was showing at this moment was no longer something any of them could resist alone.

“Yes, it looks like we’ll have to fight side by side again. Jiang Chen is finished. This Reincarnated Living Buddha is now their last and only hope. Once we kill him, this trip into the Great Thunderclap Temple illusion will finally come to an end.”

Luo Binwang said in a low voice. Jiang Chen’s death was already inevitable, but as things stood now, the person they wanted to kill more, the person they should really deal with, was the Monk Tyrant.

Qing Xuan was extremely emotional. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of never seeing the Monk Tyrant again. That would be a torment for the rest of her life. Even if she had to die, she would die together with the Monk Tyrant.

“Only when the mountains lose their peaks and heaven and earth merge into one would I dare to part from you!”

Qing Xuan’s heart was full of hope. Watching the Monk Tyrant soar up, her hope was rekindled.

A brilliant curve rose at the corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth. That the Monk Tyrant could have this day, that he could stand up again, did not surprise him in the least. Among Jiang Chen’s brothers, there were no cowards.

“I didn’t expect you to actually devour the relic.”

Venerable Jianan’s face was extremely ugly. That relic should have been his, but he had not expected it to be devoured by the Monk Tyrant. How could he not be furious? Jiang Chen had resisted with his life to buy time for the Monk Tyrant, and so the relic had fallen into the hands of a villain. Venerable Jianan’s rage had begun to erupt. That relic was far too precious, yet it had been ruined by this shameless person. Who would not be angry? Everyone present felt that the Monk Tyrant devouring the relic was a terrible waste of a heavenly treasure.

Judging from the Monk Tyrant’s strength, he had surely benefited enormously. His aura was much stronger than before, and his realm had made a qualitative leap. Although his strength still had not broken through to the Divine Emperor Realm, he was no longer the Monk Tyrant of before. This battle was bound to be extremely difficult.

“So what? A holy object of the Buddhist faith like a relic naturally belongs to the virtuous. I, the Monk Tyrant, am a disciple of the Buddhist faith. Why shouldn’t I have it? Humph. Is it only the right path of the world when all the good things end up with you? Is that what you consider proper? What a joke. Hahaha.”

The Monk Tyrant held the God Suppressing Monument and stood like a general with his blade drawn, looking down on the eight desolate lands and facing everyone without fear. He had prepared himself to fight this battle with his back to the wall. He was a man who had already died many times over, so why would he fear death? Moreover, with Jiang Chen here, he was even less afraid. It could be said that his life had been given to him by Little Chen. He had to hold on until the end. Even if he died, he would send Qing Xuan and Little Chen out of the Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain and let them escape with their lives.

“Amitabha! Good, good. You stubborn, self-righteous fool, you are truly a disgrace to the Buddhist faith. The relic falling into your hands is a terrible waste. Today I will carry out justice on behalf of heaven. You disgrace to the Buddhist faith, what right do you have to be so arrogant here?”

Venerable Jianan said with a cold face, his palms pressed together, carrying an air of confident composure, as if he were the savior of the world, as if not subduing the Monk Tyrant would go against the very order of humanity.

“Why waste words on a demon who doesn’t know life from death like him? Venerable Jianan, you must kill him quickly to prevent future trouble.”

Wu De the Enlightened’s face was gloomy. As long as the Monk Tyrant and Jiang Chen were not dead, he would always feel extremely uneasy. All along the way, who knew how many losses these two guys had made him suffer. Now he was the only one left, a lone tree unable to hold anything up. Apart from Kasyapa Temple, every temple had been badly ravaged by Jiang Chen and the Monk Tyrant. If he did not kill them, how could he be at ease?

“Yes, Venerable Jianan. Now you are the only ones who can deal with the Monk Tyrant and Jiang Chen. You must not hold back.”

Wuyin the Enlightened said earnestly. They were all hoping, hoping that Jiang Chen and the Monk Tyrant would be killed, so that they could leave here with peace of mind. Otherwise, if they left the Great Thunderclap Temple illusion in such disgrace, how could they face the elders of their temples, or even their brothers?

The Monk Tyrant’s strength had now greatly improved, and Venerable Jianan was also extremely angry. But he was not going to show any mercy either. The one who had started all this was still Jiang Chen, who had delayed them for seven days and seven nights and bought the Monk Tyrant enough time to devour the relic. Both of them had to die.

“Amitabha. Our great hatred, we can only hope the Venerable will avenge it for us, to deliver the souls of the Buddhist disciples who died and to honor those innocent lives that were wrongfully lost.”

Yuan De the Enlightened said, deeply dejected. But all of this could only rely on the people of Kasyapa Temple. They were all waiting eagerly for Jiang Chen and the Monk Tyrant to die without a burial place.

“Indecisive and ignorant of life and death. Having offended me, the Monk Tyrant, all of you just wait to die. What damned Kasyapa Temple? In my eyes, it’s all just a pile of trash.”

The Monk Tyrant roared furiously. Skilled and bold, and a hundred times more confident now that his strength had increased, he attacked first, not giving Venerable Jianan and Venerable Anan a chance to strike. He who strikes first gains the upper hand. Everyone understood this principle, and the Monk Tyrant was no exception. He had to give these two guys a show of strength from the start!

“Attack! Slay this wretch! This time, let’s see who can save you!”

Venerable Jianan said coldly and quickly met the enemy. But the Monk Tyrant’s charge was incredibly powerful. This guy’s morale was soaring, and Venerable Jianan did not dare to underestimate him.

“What a terrifying aura. This Buddhist aura is actually so pure!”

Venerable Jianan was deeply shaken. The Monk Tyrant fought the two brothers. The terrifying Buddhist aura almost completely suppressed the two of them. It was not suppression by strength, but suppression by Buddhist aura, coming from an understanding of the Buddha and its profound meaning deep within the soul!