Dragon-Marked War God

“Well done, monk.”

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up. At this moment, he knew that everything he had done before had not been in vain. The Monk Tyrant had stood up again, more than ten times stronger than ever before. This was the true return of an expert!

“It seems this relic really was extraordinary.”

Jiang Chen thought to himself. It was precisely the terrifying power of the relic that had given the Monk Tyrant his current strength. Their safety hung by a thread, and their life or death was still worrying.

It was not without reason that Jiang Chen had placed all his hopes and his entire bet on the Monk Tyrant. Never mind whether he himself could completely devour that relic, even if he did, the effect would certainly not be as good as it was for the Monk Tyrant. Between him and the monk, there was no distinction between yours and mine, so naturally he chose to let the one who would benefit most receive it. Moreover, the monk could not have protected him. If he had been badly wounded while devouring the relic, both of them would have died for sure.

This scene was within Jiang Chen’s calculations, and within his expectations as well. Seen this way, the Monk Tyrant’s might, soaring up to the starry river, should be enough to leave Venerable Jianan, Venerable Anan and the others completely at their wits’ end.

The Monk Tyrant did not let Jiang Chen down. He swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger. Venerable Jianan and Venerable Anan fought the Monk Tyrant with all their might, yet they were forced back again and again. The situation of the two of them could now be said to be quite dangerous.

“Buddha’s Light Shines on All!”

The Monk Tyrant’s Buddhist seal was now countless times stronger than before. The terrifying Buddhist light rippled out like the light of judgment, the power of a verdict, forcing Venerable Jianan and his companion back step by step, unable to face its edge. Buddha’s Light Shines on All came down, and the two of them could barely open their eyes in its glare. Everyone was suppressed by the terrifying Buddhist light.

“This guy is too terrifying. Is this really the fighting power a Half-step Divine Emperor should have?”

“Yeah, I’m afraid even a true Divine Emperor would be no more than this, right?”

“Hard to say. The Reincarnated Living Buddha has now reached his peak state, and no one can stop him. I think the two from Kasyapa Temple are in danger too.”

“What twists and turns. Where on earth did the relic this guy devoured come from?”

Everyone was extremely shocked and kept praying in their hearts for the two great Venerables of Kasyapa Temple, hoping they could hold on longer and finally defeat the Monk Tyrant. Otherwise, their own situation would become difficult again.

But in the eyes of Wei Xiaolong and the others, this was exactly what they had hoped for. Only when the strength of the two great Venerables of Kasyapa Temple was suppressed and they were stretched thin could they profit from it. Xuanyuan Yumo, Luo Binwang, Lan Mao and the others all had the same idea. After all, if they openly made enemies of the experts of Kasyapa Temple, it would be the same as offending Kasyapa Temple, and even the whole Western-pole Divine Land. That was not the result they wanted. But if the two were defeated and, at the same time, the Monk Tyrant was badly wounded, then their chance would come.

“Amitabha. Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus!”

Venerable Jianan shouted coldly. He waved out a lotus leaf from his hand, which turned into a nine-leaf golden lotus in an instant. Venerable Jianan stood on the Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus and soared into the air, pressing straight at the Monk Tyrant. The Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus burst out with wave after wave of terrifying Buddhist light, clashing with the Monk Tyrant’s, and neither side gave an inch. At the same time, Venerable Anan was not to be outdone. The demon-subduing vajra pestle in his hand came cleaving through the air with boundless strength, making the whole Spirit Vulture Cave seem on the verge of collapse.

“Take my pestle!”

Venerable Anan swept across the void. The Monk Tyrant did not hold back at all and struck out with another Buddhist seal, forcibly driving him back.

“When my Buddha is wrathful, he holds the reins of reincarnation! A hundred lifetimes of Buddhist affinity transform into scripture!”

The Buddhist seal in the Monk Tyrant’s hands was struck out with overwhelming force and forcibly knocked Venerable Anan back. Venerable Anan sucked in a cold breath, spurting blood wildly, in a sorry state.

Even the Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus beneath Venerable Jianan’s feet had begun to crack apart and teeter.

But at this moment, the Monk Tyrant also felt it was extremely strenuous. That Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus was extraordinary. Although he had shaken the golden lotus until cracks appeared in it, he himself had also taken a huge impact.

“My Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus! No!”

Venerable Jianan’s face was extremely ugly. He had not expected this guy to be able to crack his Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus. One had to know that this was the Bodhisattva golden lotus passed down to him by the abbot. It had the power to reach heaven and pierce the earth. It was much stronger than even the Arhat Golden Body of Wuyin the Enlightened and the others earlier. Yet it had been shaken back by the Monk Tyrant. It was truly unbelievable.

“Now you know how formidable I am, right? Haha. Who dares to disagree? I, the Monk Tyrant, will take you all on to the end.”

The Monk Tyrant’s might made everyone look at him with new eyes. He was no longer comparable to the Monk Tyrant of before.

“Everyone, attack together. Let’s see how long he can hold out. With so many of us, he definitely can’t hold on.”

Wuyin the Enlightened said in a deep voice. By now, his strength and Wu De the Enlightened’s had also recovered by more than half. If they fought the Monk Tyrant again, although they might not crush him, their hope of victory was very great.

“Good. What the Enlightened says is quite right. Let us attack together against this wretch and kill him first!”

Venerable Anan’s eyes lit up. Many people around closed in: Wu De the Enlightened, Wuyin the Enlightened, Yuan De the Enlightened, as well as Wei Xiaolong, Xuanyuan Yumo, Lan Mao, Luo Binwang and more than ten Half-step Divine Emperors. This battle of theirs was a true battle of life and death. They had thought they could pick up some leftovers, but they never imagined this Monk Tyrant would be so terrifyingly strong. Now it seemed they had to fight to the death.

“Everyone, attack together. Slay the demon, rid our Buddhist faith of this scourge and make an example of him!”

Venerable Jianan shouted in a deep voice and took the lead, charging at the very front and pointing straight at the Monk Tyrant. At this moment, everyone shared the same hatred and pressed forward like a sharp blade splitting bamboo, determined to cut the Monk Tyrant down.

“Hahaha. If one comes, I’ll kill one. If two come, I’ll kill a pair. You don’t have what it takes to cut me down.”

The Monk Tyrant said with a wild laugh. At this moment, Venerable Jianan and the others had already arrived one after another. After a frenzied bombardment, the Monk Tyrant was instantly caught in a human-wave battle.

As time went on, the Monk Tyrant drove back one Half-step Divine Emperor after another, but his strength was also being greatly suppressed. After all, there were simply far too many people on the other side. Under these human-wave tactics, it did not take long before the Monk Tyrant felt himself stretched thin.

Although he had already badly wounded ten or twenty people, his own injuries had grown heavier again. The Monk Tyrant fought all these heroes with peerless bearing, but for him, this was an incredibly difficult battle.

Jiang Chen’s heart was clenched tight. He knew in his heart how much longer the Monk Tyrant could hold out at this point. Venerable Jianan and the others, however, were bound to have the upper hand over him. Even though they might also be badly wounded, the final loser would very likely still be the Monk Tyrant.

“Monk, I wonder if you can hold out.”

Jiang Chen sighed in a low voice. With so many experts attacking together, although the Monk Tyrant’s Buddhist aura flowed freely and his realm had risen a lot, he still did not have true, world-shaking divine might after all. Compared with a Divine Emperor Realm expert, he was still slightly inferior. For the Monk Tyrant as he was now, human-wave tactics were still extremely deadly.

At this very moment, before one wave had subsided, another rose. Two figures had already quietly appeared in front of the Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain.

Jiang Chen slowly raised his head, and his face turned as dark as it could possibly be!