Chapter 392

Chapter 392: The Destruction of Ming Fo Temple

When that fist was raised.

The stars dimmed, the Dao roared, and all things bowed in submission.

The void shattered, and chaos surged.

Countless strong individuals in the entire Fifth Heaven suddenly looked up, staring towards the place where Lu Ye was.

Their faces revealed expressions of horror.

Because in their perception, it was as if a billion stars were exploding simultaneously in that direction, generating immense power.

What’s going on?

Who?

Who’s doing what?

Why is there such a terrifying fluctuation?

Lu Ye kept his promise; three punches meant three punches.

The Celestial Lord Fist was also one punch.

But this time, the Celestial Lord Fist was unexpectedly powerful; Lu Ye’s true essence, deep and vast as an ocean, vanished almost completely with the swing of that punch.

In other words, this kind of damaging Celestial Lord Fist couldn’t be used frequently; after one use, he had lost a significant portion of his combat ability.

However, that didn’t mean Ming Fo Temple wasn’t fighting back, as they had gathered together.

A group of enemies clustering together was far too tempting.

So Lu Ye couldn’t help himself, continuously channeling his true essence into his fist.

When that fist, larger than stars and engulfed in flames, sped toward Ming Fo Temple.

The fist hadn’t even really landed on the formation yet, but the golden shield already looked as flimsy as paper in a storm, as if it would shatter any second.

The many monks of Ming Fo Temple watched this scene; their relaxed expressions turned grave, then led to disbelief, and finally settled into despair.

At that moment, their minds held only one thought.

“Freak!”

“Boom!”

The golden light merely shone for an instant before vanishing like a spark.

A massive void appeared, continuously absorbing the world-destroying energy to prevent further harm.

Lu Ye withdrew his fist.

Looking at the blood on his fist, he nodded in satisfaction.

The Celestial Lord Fist had unleashed a part of its power again; indeed, very nice.

In the next second, the Emperor’s Banner blotted out the sky, with souls flying into the Emperor’s Banner, everything in Ming Fo Temple perfectly orderly.

It worked!

Lu Ye felt completely at ease!

He glanced around; in the distant void, figures looked dazed, unable to comprehend.

Doubting whether they were dreaming.

That was Ming Fo Temple, one of the top forces in the Fifth Heaven, not some insignificant character.

Yet it had been blasted to smithereens by a single punch.

The power of this punch, could it not have reached the ceiling of the Fifth Heaven?

Had it not attracted the attention of the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens?

Lu Ye felt empty inside, but he wasn’t nervous at all, leisurely flying toward the distance.

He was off to find the Heavenly Gate.

The Heavenly Gate had suffered calamity because of him; as the gate master, Lu Ye should visit to offer his condolences.

After quite some time had passed since Lu Ye left, the strong ones in the distance dared to come and see that this void bore no trace of Ming Fo Temple.

With one punch, it was as if Ming Fo Temple had never appeared in the Fifth Heaven.

“Another peerless powerhouse has emerged…”

Someone whispered.

“Is this the terrifying rebirth of the Celestial Lord?”

Lu Ye had just ascended to the Fifth Heaven after what, a few years? At most a hundred, if that.

From Stardust Realm to obliterating a top force with a single punch, they couldn’t even begin to fathom how Lu Ye had improved.

And honestly, they couldn’t grasp it.

After all, they weren’t Celestial Lords.

But one thing they were certain about was that they couldn’t provoke Lu Ye! Not a bit! Absolutely not!

Lu Ye arrived at Heavenly Gate Star.

He instantly spotted those kneeling outside.

Huh?

The Drunken Sword Daoist had been waiting with anticipation for Lu Ye’s return, and seeing him, a bright smile blossomed on his face.

“Hahaha, gate master, welcome back!”

The Drunken Sword Daoist laughed heartily and approached Lu Ye.

“Lu Ye!”

Lin Chuyue waved excitedly at Lu Ye.

Seeing the two, a smile crept onto Lu Ye’s face as well.

“Long time no see!”

After eighty years apart, to mortals that could very well be a lifetime, it truly was a long time since they last saw each other.

“What are these folks doing?” Lu Ye asked.

The ones kneeling were all from the Imperishable Realm.

“When Ming Fo Temple attacked Heavenly Gate before, these forces took part as well. Though they withdrew in time, they still came to apologize and have been kneeling here for no less than seventy years,”

Lu Ye realized there were also other forces attacking the Heavenly Gate, not just the Buddha Sect!

“How should we handle this?” the Drunken Sword Daoist inquired.

“Just ask for treasures, you can negotiate with them later,” Lu Ye replied nonchalantly.

With the Endless Secret Vault in hand, he was no longer that interested in treasures.

His recent breakout was to make Ming Fo Temple pay the price they owed and see how the Demon Clan was crafting their impending demon tide.

Plus, he wanted to strike against An Li.

It must be said that it was still tough to locate An Li after her rebirth.

The System had searched time and again.

Now, it was basically confirmed that An Li was hiding within the Demon Clan; who knows what kind of surprise she was plotting for herself.

“Gather everyone from Heavenly Gate; I have something to do,” Lu Ye said.

“Understood!”

The three didn’t pay attention to those from the Imperishable Realm.

Once inside Heavenly Gate Star, the Drunken Sword Daoist gathered everyone.

Lu Ye took his place at the top.

As he watched the members of Heavenly Gate arrive one by one, a momentary look of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

Because he didn’t recognize them!

Not that he didn’t know them at all; the vast majority were complete strangers.

He hadn’t killed any of these people in his last life!

“What’s going on? Where’s everyone else?” Lu Ye asked, puzzled.

“Oh, don’t get me started; so many have ascended,” the Drunken Sword Daoist responded helplessly.

“Now I’ve become an old-timer in Heavenly Gate…”

Actually, the people from Heavenly Gate had held on for a while, wondering if any of Lu Ye’s enemies would come and snatch them away to kill them.

But after waiting for decades with no one making a move, they could only ascend out of regret.

Heavenly Gate had been inviting top powers and geniuses; Lu Ye preached Dao, directly causing a rapid improvement in everyone’s abilities, and soon they all ascended.

Now, many of the faces in Heavenly Gate were unfamiliar to Lu Ye.

Their strength wasn’t particularly remarkable.

In other words, Fifth Heaven’s Heavenly Gate had transitioned from a top-tier power to a second-rate one.

There were hardly any Imperishable Realm experts left.

Lu Ye…

“Brother Lu Ye!”

Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out.

Two figures stepped over the threshold, with one figure leaping toward Lu Ye.

Hearing that familiar voice, Lu Ye’s eyelid twitched involuntarily.

He was preparing to unleash a punch.

Then that figure seemed to remember something and abruptly halted!