Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 113

Seeing this scene, anyone who wasn’t an idiot would know what it meant.

They were clearly out for blood!

“Shameless! You people from Hanging Temple are shameless!” Many cultivators at the scene were so furious they nearly spat blood, feeling like they had been blind to trust such a beast-hearted monk.

“This isn’t a Buddhist holy place; it’s clearly a demon cave that devours people whole!” An elderly man, with white hair and trembling with rage, said indignantly.

“I should have known! I wouldn’t have come to this damn lecture! To hell with your Buddha!” Another middle-aged man shouted angrily.

Faced with the crowd’s wrath, the Abbot remained unperturbed, standing with his hands pressed together on the lotus platform, surrounded by a brilliant aura, constantly radiating a profound Zen atmosphere.

Boom!

In an instant, the aura of a fully realized Tribulation Stage cultivator surged forth, enveloping the entirety of Vantage Mountain, as if it aimed to freeze every inch of the void.

The crowd, who had been cursing just moments ago, were now filled with fear, feeling as insignificant as ants.

With this kind of power, they couldn’t fight back at all!

“What do we do now that Vantage Mountain is sealed off?” Princess Mingyue said, her pretty face pale.

The Second Prince gritted his teeth and shouted at the thin, radiant figure surrounded by Buddha light, “Demon monk, even if you kill everyone here, how will you justify it to the outside world? In the end, Hanging Temple won’t escape the blame!”

“Exactly! You think this can be swept under the rug?!” The Crown Prince glared with fierce eyes, his voice booming.

Upon hearing this, many people reacted.

Even if they were all silenced, so what?

You can’t hide a fire with paper!

The attendees at the altar today were from various forces in the Buddhist State, including the royal family of the Pure Land Kingdom. If they all mysteriously died at Hanging Temple, it would definitely raise suspicions and protests from the outside world!

In that case, Hanging Temple would be attacked from all sides and would fall from grace!

“Good, good.”

The Abbot sighed, “Today, I opened the altar to teach Buddhist teachings, yet I ended up encountering Ye the Demon Lord’s interference. Therefore, Hanging Temple activated the mountain protection formation. I, together with my fellow disciples, exerted all our efforts to finally kill this demon. Unfortunately, all the attendees at the altar met their demise, Amitabha~”

Hearing this, the crowd’s skin crawled, and their hearts felt cold.

If that were truly the case, they would have no evidence of their innocence!

Moreover, it’s possible that Hanging Temple’s prestige would actually rise even further!

“Master, that old baldy seems to be implying he wants to get rid of you and then frame you,” Li Wujie said.

Ye Junlin was speechless.

What the heck, it’s no wonder they came from the same place.

That prior lantern guy operated the same way—throwing him under the bus while trying to wash his hands clean to maintain his pristine image.

So, is this your Hanging Temple’s fine tradition?

“Old baldy, you’re too idealistic. Do you really think you can get rid of me so smoothly?” Ye Junlin retorted.

The Abbot looked deeply at him, “Ye the Demon Lord, I’ve already seen your strength through the recording crystal. You indeed have the capital to be proud! But I must remind you, we are currently in Hanging Temple, this is my turf. How can you still think you have a chance?”

What the Abbot said was not false. Alone and outside, he would indeed need to think twice.

But now, it was different. With the backing of Hanging Temple’s mountain protection formation and the support of its monks, he had all kinds of methods at his disposal, and his combat power had already reached a terrifying stage.

Unless a True Immortal personally arrived, he was confident he could remain undefeated!

At worst, Hanging Temple would suffer some painful losses, but victory would ultimately be on his side!

At this moment.

Boom! The mountain protection formation unleashed a terrifying wave of energy, bathing Vantage Mountain in golden light, and Buddha sounds echoed through the heavens.

This strange scene shocked the citizens and nobility of the royal capital.

After all, Vantage Mountain was the holy mountain of Pure Land Kingdom.

Today just happened to be an important day, and with such a big event suddenly occurring, it was impossible not to attract attention!

“What’s going on? Could Hanging Temple be in crisis?”

“Should we send troops to assist?”

“Damn it, what exactly is happening inside?!”

…

Panic spread throughout the royal capital.

“Nation Master, it’s bad! The Crown Prince, Second Prince, and Princess are still inside Hanging Temple and haven’t come out!” A general rushed in anxiously.

The Nation Master of Pure Land Kingdom, a middle-aged man with a mustache, wearing a glass crown and luxurious attire, felt as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof upon hearing this.

“Quickly, gather the royal capital’s defensive troops to swiftly encircle Vantage Mountain and be ready to seize any opportunity for rescue!” the Nation Master said urgently.

“Yes!”

The general respectfully retreated.

After exiting the palace, he turned and stood in a secluded corner, a strange smile creeping onto his lips.

He pulled out an ancient token, and after infusing it with magical power, it emitted a silver glow, seemingly transmitting some sort of signal.

Vantage Mountain.

The mountain protection formation was tightly intertwined, exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes.

“Ugh,” many cultivators’ faces contorted in pain, feeling dizzy, as incessant chanting flooded their minds, like countless flies buzzing around, their internal energy surging wildly, losing all combat capability.

“Damn it, it’s this damn formation’s fault!” Li Wujie fumed.

“Hmph, how dare you disturb my mind!” Hong Qianye frowned. Even with his cultivation, he felt some effects.

Swish, swish, swish~

And it didn’t end there. With the mountain protection formation’s augmentation, the monks of Hanging Temple showed an unprecedented surge in momentum as if some blessing had descended, enhancing their prowess dramatically.

The Abbot, too, was amplified by the formation, his entire being radiant with a golden light, a halo glowing magnificently behind his head, resembling a true Buddha descending to the mortal realm to enlighten the world.

But his expression was indeed peculiar, half his face was sinister while the other half was compassionate—it was utterly unsettling.

His aura was terrifying.

Even if the prior lantern were resurrected, he could easily crush him with a single hand!

“Ye the Demon Lord, today we settle both the old and new scores,” the Abbot’s voice was devoid of emotion, staring at the silver-haired youth as though he were just a corpse.

In his eyes, the other party was a dead man walking!

Whoosh!

The Abbot shot forward, charging up to unleash a palm strike, imbued with profound intricacies and explosive force.

This was the Dharma Palm!

“Heh,”

Seeing the aggressive approach, Ye Junlin coldly smiled and punched out, his aura rising like a dragon.

Bang!

The fists and palms collided, unleashing a tremendous shockwave.

At the same time.

The monks of Hanging Temple charged in, intending to eliminate these intruders.

Affected by the mountain protection formation, the crowd had no chance to fight back and were instantly suppressed.

The solemn and ancient Hanging Temple was filled with fierce shouts of killing, and the air became thick with the stench of blood.

“A bunch of baldy monks, die for Master Li!”

Li Wujie soared through the air, his wrist twisting and dark blade auras crisscrossing, ripping the void apart.

Everywhere he passed, there were screams of slaughter and splattered blood.

“I can finally go on a killing spree!” Hong Qianye’s stunning face showed elation.

His eyes had golden flames burning, his striking red robes billowing, and as he raised his hand, flames cascaded like a torrent, incinerating many of Hanging Temple’s disciples and elders into ashes.

“Wow, that’s so powerful…” Princess Mingyue covered her painful head and managed to say.

In her eyes, that red-robed fairy was truly mesmerizing.

“So this is Ye Senior’s famous big disciple, the Red Fairy!” The Crown Prince and Second Prince became entranced, momentarily forgetting their pain and gazing at her with admiration.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~

The effects of the mountain protection formation escalated.

The monks of Hanging Temple grew bolder through battle.

In a flash, the Abbot and Ye Junlin exchanged over a dozen blows, the surrounding void crashing down, the air screaming as it swirled, creating an utterly terrifying spectacle.

The Abbot coldly declared, “Ye the Demon Lord, I have the mountain formation backing me; you can’t win against me!”

Feeling the surging power of the opposing side, and gradually infiltrating his mind, Ye Junlin’s face remained calm and unfazed as he exclaimed, “Interesting.”

Seizing the advantage of time, place, and people; it’s no wonder he felt such confidence!

This Abbot of Hanging Temple was definitely among the elite of Tribulation Stage cultivators!

“Don’t rush, the show has just begun.” Snap, Ye Junlin made an amused snap of his fingers.