Dragon-Marked War God

The four-colored death lotus bloomed with a strange light. The entire Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain became deathly silent. Even the person in the black mist could not help holding his breath. The destructive aura released by this terrifying death lotus struck fear into everyone’s hearts.

“Go and die!”

Jiang Chen roared, his face frighteningly dark. The death lotus formed from the Dawn Sky Golden Lightning, the Nine Stars Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, the Zheyu Drought Heavenly Lightning and the Wisdom Thunderfire exploded completely in an instant. The mass of black mist bore the brunt of it. Terrifying ripples of energy shook the entire Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain, and everyone was blasted out of the Spirit Vulture Cave. Only the mass of black mist was still resisting desperately. But Jiang Chen knew in his heart that the death lotus formed from these four kinds of lightning was definitely no ordinary thing. Although the Wisdom Thunderfire could not be considered Heavenly Lightning in the true sense, it was the thunderfire of a Buddha who had passed into nirvana, and it was no ordinary thing either. That was why Jiang Chen had dared to try it.

At this moment, even Jiang Chen himself felt a terrifying wave of energy rolling toward him. He steadied himself, and the instant the death lotus bloomed, the mass of black mist could no longer hold on and was blasted back eight hundred zhang.

“What a terrifying guy!”

A low shout came from within the mass of black mist. But he still refused to give up and wanted to charge forward again. Yet he still underestimated the overbearing terror of the death lotus. When he tried to charge at Jiang Chen a second time, he still could not withstand that terrifying impact.

Jiang Chen dropped to one knee. He had completely run dry like a lamp out of oil. When he fused the four kinds of lightning, he had known that he had already given it everything he had. All the Divine Origin Qi in his body had been drained. Even with the Myriad Qi Body, it would be hard for him to recover and turn the situation around for a while.

“Even the Divine Emperor Realm can’t withstand these four kinds of lightning of mine.”

Jiang Chen was full of confidence. Blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely certain.

Sure enough, the mass of black mist wanted to close in, but it could not stand up to the edge of the lotus at all. The vast waves of energy released by the death lotus blasted the black mist back again. It was extremely terrifying.

“Puff——”

The monk in the black mist spat out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely ugly. He had not expected to suffer a setback at the hands of a kid who had not even reached the Divine Emperor Realm. It was a great humiliation. Even a Mid Divine Emperor Realm expert might not be able to block this strike completely. One could imagine how terrifying it was.

“Damn you!”

The black mist dispersed. A monk dressed entirely in a black monk’s robe had a gloomy face. His eyes had lost their sight, but his heart was clearer than anyone’s.

On his back was a golden dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, as if it was about to break free from his body. Blood dripped onto his black robe, but he did not move an inch. Though gravely wounded, he had not taken a single step back. His face was extremely cold, as if he would rather die than yield.

The dust settled, and the Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain was collapsing completely. The entire illusion of the Great Thunderclap Temple was also becoming more and more terrifying. It was shaking, as if it might collapse at any moment.

The blind monk slowly took a step forward and said calmly.

“I have to say, your strength is very great, even beyond my expectations. But you still can’t escape from my palm. You did gravely wound me, but before I leave, I still have enough time to wipe you out and take you away without anyone knowing. Even he may not be able to find out.”

Jiang Chen stared coldly at the blind monk in front of him. The coldness at the corners of his mouth was plain to see.

“It seems this was a conspiracy that had already been arranged long ago. The Reincarnated Living Buddha was targeted long ago, and by someone even more powerful than you.”

“You’re very clever, but right now it’s of no use. You’re already a dead man, and the Reincarnated Living Buddha must die too!”

The blind monk said coldly.

“Aren’t you afraid of being punished by the Buddhist Realm? Aren’t you afraid of being spurned by the myriad Buddhas? You are a man of the Buddhist faith, yet you want to kill a Buddha. How utterly ridiculous. Do you think the person behind you really can’t see through all this?”

Jiang Chen stared at him. He had already guessed some things, he just did not dare to be sure.

The blind monk slowly raised his head. His face was still cold and as unmoving as a mountain.

“That’s not something you need to worry about. No one knows who I am, and no one knows I’m still alive!”

“The Buddhist Realm has collapsed, and below the Buddha, you should be the one revered. In other words, you’re the Buddha’s eldest disciple. Am I right? Xue Qianying’s swordsmanship is so sharp, yet it has only the form of the sword without its spirit, because what she received is your true teaching. The First Blade of the Buddhist Realm, Nayanluo Ayinafa.”

Jiang Chen looked at the blind monk with a strange light flickering in his eyes. He was only guessing. Whether this person was really the legendary chief disciple of the Buddha, Nayanluo Ayinafa, he did not know.

The blind monk’s sunken, sightless eyes moved slightly, and his face darkened to the extreme.

“You really are clever. You were actually able to guess who I am. Since the collapse of the Buddhist Realm, you’re the first. It seems I didn’t hide myself well after all.”

Nayanluo Ayinafa said with a sigh. Since Jiang Chen already knew his identity, there was nothing left to hide.

“After the collapse of the Buddhist Realm, how many people are still alive? Who created this illusion of the Great Thunderclap Temple? And what secret does the Reincarnated Living Buddha hold?”

Jiang Chen stared hard at Nayanluo Ayinafa, but the other side was unmoved and did not seem to intend to tell Jiang Chen anything more. At this time, the Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain had begun to collapse gradually. Jiang Chen and Nayanluo Ayinafa quickly flew out of the Spirit Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain.

But Jiang Chen knew that he had already been trapped by Nayanluo Ayinafa and had no way to escape alive.

“These things are not for a nobody like you to know. If you’re going to die, then die thoroughly. Humph.”

Nayanluo Ayinafa sneered.

“Then let’s see if you have that ability. Catching me isn’t that easy.”

Jiang Chen sneered.

“You’re already at your wits’ end. It seems it’s time to let you see how formidable I, the First Blade of the Buddhist Realm, am. Hahaha.”

Nayanluo Ayinafa laughed loudly. A three-inch cold glint in his hand was enough to make one’s heart tremble. Jiang Chen felt an extremely cold and terrifying aura. It seemed Nayanluo Ayinafa was really going to make a move against him.

At this moment, almost half of the entire illusion of the Great Thunderclap Temple had already collapsed, and Jiang Chen’s face grew more and more grave.

“No one can escape from the palm of Nayanluo. I am the eldest disciple of the Buddhist Realm. You’ll come to know that dying at my hands is a great honor.”

Nayanluo Ayinafa said coldly. He took a step forward. Before he himself arrived, the light of his blade had already arrived.