Chapter 106
The body twisted in a strange manner, like a slippery venomous snake, narrowly evading a deadly strike.
Then, with a sudden turn, he pinched the short blade between his fingers.
If it weren't for his training in Buddhist techniques, which allowed him to awaken from the malevolent aura in time, this blow would have surely inflicted serious injury.
"What do you want!?"
The smile on his Buddha head instantly transformed into the furious visage of a wrathful king.
No one answered.
What awaited him was a swirling cloud of crimson, like dark storm clouds that had gathered countless tempests, filling every corner of the space around him.
A domain?
Xiao Mita quickly realized that this merely resembled a domain, lacking the oppressive presence of an inner scene martial artist.
Yet, the chilling intent still penetrated to his very bones.
"Ying Bing!?"
Whoosh—
A fierce wind swept through, and a pale blue inner breath sword light, along with the silent blade's malevolence, surged toward him, causing the blood light around him to flicker.
He raised both palms and pushed forward, dispersing the sword and blade with two shadows of his hands.
But what followed were two glaring long swords.
One red, one blue, entwined together, like twin dragons of ice and fire, endlessly intertwined.
Crack—
This stunning sword strike seemed to cleave through metal and stone.
"Cough!"
He coughed out a mouthful of burning ice shards.
That strike nearly killed him; if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been gravely injured.
Strangely, there were no visible wounds on his body; only the headless golden Buddha statue in the temple suddenly dimmed significantly.
"If it weren't for my painstaking efforts here over the past decade, today I would truly be in deep trouble!"
"Li Mo, you’ve delivered yourself right to my door..."
He hadn’t finished his sentence.
"Don’t waste time reasoning with the evil! Let’s all attack together!"
"I’ll smash the Buddha statue, you all take him down!"
A hammer appeared in Li Mo's hand as he called out.
He realized that unless they shattered this Buddha statue, they wouldn’t be able to kill the opponent in a short time.
A mere observer in the God-seeing realm was proving to be quite troublesome.
Xiao Mita: "......"
He wanted to intervene.
But he didn’t want to engage with the other three.
Mainly because of Ying Bing; the other two were merely annoying flies that he could easily swat away in the mid-stage of the God-seeing realm.
This girl was terrifying.
Even one-on-one, relying on the incense and wishes accumulated over more than a decade, he would likely still be at a disadvantage.
And now there was Li Mo to contend with.
From the intel he had gathered, Li Mo was supposed to be a swordsman; how did he suddenly pull out a hammer...
Boom—
The third style of the Ding Qian Kun, Ding Lei Ji.
As the hammer fell, a thunderous roar erupted, like the accumulated thunder of an entire winter, resonating through the heavens and shaking the earth!
Was this really the inner breath realm?!
In sheer horror, Xiao Mita could only throw out a string of black prayer beads, hoping to block at least some of the force.
To his surprise, as soon as the beads approached, they emitted the wails of vengeful spirits, disintegrating into dust under the released aura.
The wish power accumulated over more than a decade.
Under the true heavenly punishment, it was utterly crushed.
Clang—
The sound of a bell rang out, shattering gold and stone.
The golden body slowly cracked like a spider's web.
Then, pieces of the golden body peeled away, revealing the stark white bones within.
He could no longer withstand the chilling sword energy.
The cold wind swept through, piercing him.
The sword energy, like a sieve, pierced through the trees and leaves, freezing his blood before it could even flow.
...
Meanwhile.
Boom—
At Lingjiang Dock, a young man in fine clothes, who was inquiring along the street, suddenly froze at the sound.
"That direction is....."
"That's the Mita Temple. Usually, before we go fishing, we pray to the Bodhisattva for blessings."
The old fisherman’s words struck like thunder in Luo Yu's mind.
Mita Temple?
Weren't many children reported missing near the Mita Temple during the temple fair?
Without a second thought, he soared into the air like a startled swan, racing toward the source of the commotion.
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When Luo Yu arrived at the temple, all that remained were shattered, dim Buddha statues, revealing the white bones within.
And a block of ice shaped like a smiling Buddha.
It was clear that a fierce battle had taken place here not long ago, but now there was no one in sight...
Oh, but there was.
Luo Yu realized that what he thought was an ice sculpture was actually a person erased by sword energy!
"The temple keeper?"
"If he was the temple keeper, he must have known about the bones here long ago."
"This person practiced... the evil technique of substituting oneself for a deity?!"
Luo Yu's expression changed instantly.
The so-called substituting oneself for a deity meant creating a golden body for oneself, drawing on incense offerings to sustain oneself.
For instance, a statue often worshipped and observed by people could develop a spirit over time if it endured long enough.
Seeing oneself as a deity to enhance one's will.
But this martial art was undoubtedly an evil technique.
Moreover, it required at least the God-seeing realm to practice.
"This temple keeper was in the God-seeing realm, and he was killed?"
"Who killed him...?"
Luo Yu looked at the chilling sword energy...
Ying Bing?!
Ying Bing killed a God-seeing realm practitioner?!
His mind was shaken; this was terrifying.
To deal with someone who practiced the evil technique of substituting oneself for a deity, he couldn't have executed such a clean and decisive kill.
With rare treasures, he could barely hold his ground.
Once she grew stronger, she would undoubtedly change the entire situation in the Eastern Wilderness...
"This temple keeper is suspicious; I need to hurry to the government office."
Just as he stepped outside.
Buzz—
Suddenly, the sky seemed to howl with a sinister wind, darkening the day, and in an instant, the world was shrouded in gloom.
This terrifying scene spread from Mud Corner Alley.
Everything in its path began to wither and darken.
Then, suddenly, a clear spring emerged, and the sword intent soared, carving out a piece of pure land.
This was all an inner scene domain.
"An inner scene battle?!"
Even a fool could see that something big was happening in the government city.
He hurriedly sprinted toward the government office.
However, before he could reach it, he saw the governor's sedan chair.
"Luo Gongzi, did you come from Lingjiang Dock?"
From within the sedan, the voice of Governor Cui came.
"Yes, a temple keeper was killed by Ying Bing..."
Luo Yu, without a hint of doubt, quickly recounted everything he had just seen.
The governor inside the sedan seemed to fall into silence.
"Luo Gongzi, you should return to the safety of your elders at the government office; it’s dangerous outside."
"But Governor, you..."
"As a governor, how can I abandon the common people just because of a little danger?"
"Governor!"
Luo Yu felt deeply moved; he had previously thought the governor was ineffective, but now it seemed he had misunderstood.
The sedan continued on.
Once they turned the next corner and Luo Yu was out of sight, the sound of a teacup shattering came from within.
"Useless, how could he just die like that!"
"Now that he's dead, who will handle the affairs?"
Who else could it be?
It had to be him who went personally.
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On the other side.
At the dock.
Li Mo gazed at the sky.
Mud Corner Alley was not far from here; the aura of the two colliding domains even reached him, striking against him, only to be dissipated by his Extreme Martial Body.
"Such overwhelming power in the inner scene?"
It seemed his beautiful master had been prudent, deliberately keeping the domain within a range he could withstand, just right.
"This sword intent..."
Ying Bing raised her delicate head, her serene eyes filled with contemplation.
"How could there be an inner scene battle within the government city?"
Xiao Qin's expression was grave.
"One side is definitely the inner scene of the Drizzle Tower, a Ge Sha-level assassin!" Zuo Qiu Yang asserted.
"Wait... that’s... Mud Corner Alley?"
Li Mo's figure suddenly vanished.
As if merging with the wind, he raced toward that direction with all his might.
Ying Bing's surroundings also shimmered with clouds, her figure gliding like a fleeting shadow.
Both of them rushed toward Mud Corner Alley at the first opportunity.
The Wind Shadow Step was pushed to its limits.
In Li Mo's eyes, the scenery along the streets flew by in a blur.
The closer he got, the more he could feel the terrifying nature of the inner scene.
The clash of the two was almost enough to change the color of the heavens and the earth.
People lay scattered across the street, sprawled in all directions, their faces pale and eyes tightly shut; this was likely due to the Drizzle Tower's inner scene employing some bizarre martial arts.
Wails of vengeful spirits surged toward Li Mo.
The sword energy grew increasingly sharp.
The Extreme Martial Body activated, the sharpness of the weapon's killing intent made him feel like a razor-sharp blade.
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