“Found Feng Wuxie!”
Yue Hongling harnessed the power of the Human Clan and exhausted considerable effort to finally track down Feng Wuxie’s whereabouts.
Looking at the information in her hands, Yue Hongling frowned deeply.
She was so angry that she wanted to laugh.
Same old trick, huh?
Just because she acted like a fool once, did they really think she’d be a permanent fool?
“So this is being led by the Divine Clan?” Yue Hongling asked.
“According to the intel, it seems to be under the Divine Clan’s direction,” Luo Yuan replied.
Yue Hongling fell into thought.
“For now, it doesn’t matter. The Divine Clan is using Feng Wuxie to lure me back in. As long as I stall without joining the fray, they’ll naturally start tormenting Feng Wuxie,” a wise light gleamed in Yue Hongling’s eyes.
Before Luo Yuan could say anything, Feng Longxiang was already amazed.
“Fairy Yue indeed has astounding strategies.”
Luo Yuan???
Yue Hongling…
“Old Feng!”
“If you can’t give compliments, maybe it’s better to just hold back a little.”
Feng Longxiang’s big eyes showed slight confusion. What? Was the praise wrong?
Whenever he praised his Master, she was always thrilled.
Yue Hongling made her decision.
Let Feng Wuxie go for now; she would focus on cultivating with all her might.
Time ticked away.
On the Divine Clan’s side, noticing Yue Hongling wasn’t falling for their tricks, everyone’s moods started to turn volatile.
“What’s going on? Didn’t they say Yue Hongling doesn’t have much sense? They’ve already leaked news about Feng Wuxie, so why hasn’t she made a move at all?”
Shui Ye chuckled.
“What do you think?”
“If there’s still no movement, it means Feng Wuxie doesn’t even register as a hair on Yue Hongling’s radar. We may as well just eliminate him; seeing him flapping around every day annoys me.”
“Hahaha, that’s the spirit!”
Shui Ye laughed heartily.
“Yue Hongling must be thinking of letting us mess with Feng Wuxie. You, who have no grudge against Feng Wuxie, can’t stand watching him being too comfortable every day; I just don’t believe she can tolerate it!”
“From now on, we not only shouldn’t mistreat Feng Wuxie, but should treat him even better: give him resources, let him cultivate, throw him some pretty bird demons; let’s see who can hold out longer!”
Yue Hongling had indeed been keeping an eye on Feng Wuxie’s news.
She noticed things weren’t developing as she anticipated, and a wave of anger surged within her.
Watching Feng Wuxie live so comfortably was worse than killing her.
“Since you all want to kill me, don’t blame me for waging war against you!”
For Yue Hongling, battle was the best form of cultivation.
She left alone, not to kill Feng Wuxie but to confront the Divine Clan instead.
Anyone from the Divine Clan she encountered was met with death, and she’d flee right after.
The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder.
Lu Ye was fully engrossed in his cultivation; a group of monks, some distance away, looked at the twenty-plus bodies of monks lying on the ground with expressions of pure rage.
But the wounds on those monks filled them with dread.
One hit, one kill!
All dead with a single blow, even Du Shan, who had just stepped into the Refining Void Realm, was slashed by a single sword.
Such power was truly terrifying.
However, the Tree of Enlightenment was a cherished treasure of the Buddha Sect, and with animosity now between both sides, they had to clash.
But the opponent’s strength was simply unfathomable.
If they attacked with everything they had, the Buddha Sect might face total annihilation.
“Amitabha, this humble monk is willing to give it a try. If I fall, then the timing for the Tree of Enlightenment hasn’t come; if I’m able to fight, the Tree of Enlightenment is surely destined for the Buddha Sect,” Du Shan spoke as the other monks looked on.
“Amitabha!”
Du Shan’s defenses were extremely strong, training in the Six-Character Mantra.
If he couldn’t withstand it, then there was truly no point in continuing the fight.
But looking at the youth amidst that golden light was infuriating; how could someone so young possess such unbelievable power?
Du Shan sat cross-legged.
His monk robe billowed.
His aura began to rise; originally at the peak of the Breaking Embryo Realm, he stepped up once more.
Refining Void!
The heavens and earth changed color.
Countless golden rays fell from the sky.
Massive spiritual energy surged towards Du Shan, and the Six-Character Mantra conjured behind him soared in height, finally reaching thirty feet.
The world was filled with golden light.
Du Shan chanted his mantra loudly, palms pressed together.
“Amitabha!”
The thirty-foot golden body mimicked Du Shan exactly, also with palms pressed together, chanting the mantra.
Taking a step forward.
The golden body was already outside the Tree of Enlightenment.
“This humble monk Du Shan, seeking guidance from fellow Daoist!”
The golden body roared like thunder, its radiant aura surging towards Lu Ye like a tidal wave.
Lu Ye opened his eyes, gazing at the thirty-foot golden body.
“Okay!”
Refining Void Realm was enough for him to take it seriously.
Without even standing up, he lifted one hand, and in that moment, the entire Tree of Enlightenment began to sway.
If the Tree of Enlightenment had a mouth, it would certainly be shouting in surprise right now.
Dao!
This was the Dao!
The Tree of Enlightenment helps others understand the Dao; it itself has also comprehended its own way from the Dao of others, but Lu Ye’s punch contained a profoundness of the Dao that the Tree of Enlightenment couldn’t grasp!
This didn’t stop the Tree of Enlightenment from trembling and feeling excited at that moment.
It felt like it had found something.
Lifting his hand, he clenched his fist.
Bending his arm.
The heavens and earth converged!
Lu Ye threw out a punch, and all the powers of the world seemed to find their meaning of existence, frantically converging towards this punch.
If Lu Ye’s own strength was sufficient, he could call upon ten times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times more than his own strength, hitching a ride on the Dao’s guidance and the power of the heavens and earth.
The punch mark shattered the air.
Du Shan’s golden body stood with awe-inspiring majesty, yet at this moment it froze.
No way, man?
Do we really have to go this far?
What am I even? What level am I? What tier am I?
Did you really have to put so much into this punch?
This punch completely shattered my aspiration towards Buddha, shattered my path of seeking the Dao.
Not necessary, really not necessary.
I’m just a nobody; it really doesn’t warrant you using such a punch against me.
The thirty-foot golden body didn’t even put up any defensive moves; it was unnecessary, truly unnecessary.
Du Shan’s only remaining thought was to complain.
The last complaint of his life.
“Boom!”
The punch fell, and the golden body shattered.
Du Shan fell flat on his back, his body booming, blood gushing from his seven orifices.
His life force vanished in that instant.
The world fell silent.
Lu Ye gently exhaled, feeling quite good.
He was also seeking the Dao, not just playing around; moreover, as someone who could become a Celestial Lord, his understanding of the Dao had already reached the absolute peak just below that of a Saint.
What he was now understanding was to observe the difference between perceiving the Dao when he was weak and when he was strong.
There was indeed a difference.
But there was also sameness.
Look, even the Celestial Lord Fist was something he could throw like a pro in the Breaking Embryo Realm.
Not bad at all.
The monks of the Buddha Sect glanced at Du Shan, then at Lu Ye.
No time for sorrow; first, let’s make our exit!
This person, anyone from the Buddha Sect who provokes him in the future will be inviting disaster upon the Buddha!