At the headquarters of the Buddhist Sect, within Shaolin Temple.
Several monks hurried back, reporting the situation at Fawang Temple.
“Master Jiechen, the situation is indeed as the outside world has described! Fawang Temple has been blood-washed by that demon, leaving nothing but ruins and rubble! All the monks and believers within the temple have also fallen victim to his cruelty!”
“Sins, great sins! What about Master Wuming?” Master Jiechen asked urgently.
The monks’ expressions were grave: “We did not find any trace of Master Wuming in the temple! However, we found this in a forest!”
They took out something, which was a few pieces of red silk cloth.
Master Jiechen recognized it at a glance—it was a piece of Master Wuming’s robe.
Now that the clothing was left behind, the person…
Master Jiechen felt a heavy heart and brought his hands together: “Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!” Everyone’s expressions grew somber.
……
At that moment, the great leader of the Green Garment Tower had already made his way to Baiyun Temple.
Baiyun Temple was a small and secluded temple and far from the city. Hence it was not very renowned or bustling with worshippers.
But there resided a Buddhist Sect Grandmaster, known by the dharma name Wuwo.
Looking at Baiyun Temple standing atop the mountain peak, the great leader struck with a palm.
A grey-robed elderly monk rushed out and used all his skills to barely protect the temple.
Facing the great leader, he said with a serious tone: “Are you the great demon of the Green Garment Tower?”
“Indeed, it is I!” the great leader smiled and nodded, looking at the grey-robed monk as if he were livestock ready for slaughter.
He thought to himself that the monk’s strength was comparable to that of the old baldy Master Wuming.
If he devoured him, his strength would surely increase by at least ten percent, right?
And by absorbing his life force, he could probably become twenty or thirty years younger, couldn’t he?
With that thought, his smile uncontrollably widened.
Feeling uncomfortable under the gaze, the grey-robed monk decided to strike first and launch an attack.
The great leader was not worried but pleased: “Bring it on!”
Twenty moves later, the grey-robed monk was caught in the great leader’s hand like a small chicken. The great leader activated the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Technique and quickly turned the monk into a dried husk.
After obtaining the essence of his opponent, his strength increased by another ten percent.
And indeed, he appeared about twenty years younger.
The great leader was overjoyed and laughed loudly: “Excellent! Just as I thought!”
After leaving a palm strike that destroyed the temple, he left arrogantly.
……
The news spread quickly.
“Baiyun Temple has also fallen victim!”
“The adversary is truly a demon, killing monks on sight and not even sparing the secluded Baiyun Temple!”
“But Baiyun Temple had a Buddhist Sect Grandmaster, Master Wuwo! If the temple is destroyed, then that Grandmaster…”
“He’s most likely has been killed. The Buddhist Sect has suffered a heavy loss!”
“Yes, with two Grandmasters gone, the Buddhist Sect has been severely wounded!”
……
At Shaolin Temple, the monks had faces filled with sorrow.
Master Jiechen spoke with a pained expression: “Baiyun Temple has been destroyed, and to this day, there’s no trace of Master Wuwo. I fear he too has fallen to the demon’s evil hands! So far, two Buddhist Sect Grandmasters have perished. This is a calamity for our Buddhist Sect! Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!” The monks’ faces were heavy with grief.
“Master, this demon kills without mercy, now even Grandmasters are not spared. What should we do if this continues?” someone asked.
Master Jiechen sighed deeply: “To preserve the foundation of our Buddhist Sect, we must temporarily recall all Grandmasters and Innates scattered around the world! Under the protection of Master Liaochen, the enemy would not dare to act rashly! As for the other Buddhist Sect disciples, we have no choice but to disperse them for now! We will call them back once our Buddhist Sect has weathered this storm!”
“But, we will lose all our face and be ridiculed by the outside world if we do this!”
Master Jiechen sighed again: “Let them ridicule us then. Face is important, but the lives of our Buddhist Sect disciples are even more important, as is the continuation of our Buddhist Sect’s teachings! Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!” the monks responded in unison.
……
After this decree from the Buddhist Sect was passed down, the various temples were dissolved one after another.
And all the experts above the Innate level gathered at Shaolin Temple.
With this move, the great leader of the Green Garment Tower had no opportunity to strike.
If he wanted to continue killing monks, he would have to confront Master Liaochen of the Shaolin Temple head-on.
While everyone was laughing at the Buddhist Sect for being cowards, they were even more wary of the great leader of the Green Garment Tower.
Offend anyone, but never offend a Great Grandmaster!
Especially this kind of Great Grandmaster who is unscrupulous and invincible; he can strike fear into your heart.
All of this, of course, came to the attention of the great leader, who sneered: “Do you think that by doing this, I have no means left? Indeed, I have no means at the moment, but I am not in a hurry. We have all the time in the world to play slowly!”
He had already set his sights on other Grandmasters.
At the headquarters of the Buddhist Sect, within Shaolin Temple.
Several monks hurried back, reporting the situation at Fawang Temple.
“Master Jiechen, the situation is indeed as the outside world has described! Fawang Temple has been blood-washed by that demon, leaving nothing but ruins and rubble! All the monks and believers within the temple have also fallen victim to his cruelty!”
“Sins, great sins! What about Master Wuming?” Master Jiechen asked urgently.
The monks’ expressions were grave: “We did not find any trace of Master Wuming in the temple! However, we found this in a forest!”
They took out something, which was a few pieces of red silk cloth.
Master Jiechen recognized it at a glance—it was a piece of Master Wuming’s robe.
Now that the clothing was left behind, the person…
Master Jiechen felt a heavy heart and brought his hands together: “Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!” Everyone’s expressions grew somber.
……
At that moment, the great leader of the Green Garment Tower had already made his way to Baiyun Temple.
Baiyun Temple was a small and secluded temple and far from the city. Hence it was not very renowned or bustling with worshippers.
But there resided a Buddhist Sect Grandmaster, known by the dharma name Wuwo.
Looking at Baiyun Temple standing atop the mountain peak, the great leader struck with a palm.
A grey-robed elderly monk rushed out and used all his skills to barely protect the temple.
Facing the great leader, he said with a serious tone: “Are you the great demon of the Green Garment Tower?”
“Indeed, it is I!” the great leader smiled and nodded, looking at the grey-robed monk as if he were livestock ready for slaughter.
He thought to himself that the monk’s strength was comparable to that of the old baldy Master Wuming.
If he devoured him, his strength would surely increase by at least ten percent, right?
And by absorbing his life force, he could probably become twenty or thirty years younger, couldn’t he?
With that thought, his smile uncontrollably widened.
Feeling uncomfortable under the gaze, the grey-robed monk decided to strike first and launch an attack.
The great leader was not worried but pleased: “Bring it on!”
Twenty moves later, the grey-robed monk was caught in the great leader’s hand like a small chicken. The great leader activated the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Technique and quickly turned the monk into a dried husk.
After obtaining the essence of his opponent, his strength increased by another ten percent.
And indeed, he appeared about twenty years younger.
The great leader was overjoyed and laughed loudly: “Excellent! Just as I thought!”
After leaving a palm strike that destroyed the temple, he left arrogantly.
……
The news spread quickly.
“Baiyun Temple has also fallen victim!”
“The adversary is truly a demon, killing monks on sight and not even sparing the secluded Baiyun Temple!”
“But Baiyun Temple had a Buddhist Sect Grandmaster, Master Wuwo! If the temple is destroyed, then that Grandmaster…”
“He’s most likely has been killed. The Buddhist Sect has suffered a heavy loss!”
“Yes, with two Grandmasters gone, the Buddhist Sect has been severely wounded!”
……
At Shaolin Temple, the monks had faces filled with sorrow.
Master Jiechen spoke with a pained expression: “Baiyun Temple has been destroyed, and to this day, there’s no trace of Master Wuwo. I fear he too has fallen to the demon’s evil hands! So far, two Buddhist Sect Grandmasters have perished. This is a calamity for our Buddhist Sect! Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!” The monks’ faces were heavy with grief.
“Master, this demon kills without mercy, now even Grandmasters are not spared. What should we do if this continues?” someone asked.
Master Jiechen sighed deeply: “To preserve the foundation of our Buddhist Sect, we must temporarily recall all Grandmasters and Innates scattered around the world! Under the protection of Master Liaochen, the enemy would not dare to act rashly! As for the other Buddhist Sect disciples, we have no choice but to disperse them for now! We will call them back once our Buddhist Sect has weathered this storm!”
“But, we will lose all our face and be ridiculed by the outside world if we do this!”
Master Jiechen sighed again: “Let them ridicule us then. Face is important, but the lives of our Buddhist Sect disciples are even more important, as is the continuation of our Buddhist Sect’s teachings! Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!” the monks responded in unison.
……
After this decree from the Buddhist Sect was passed down, the various temples were dissolved one after another.
And all the experts above the Innate level gathered at Shaolin Temple.
With this move, the great leader of the Green Garment Tower had no opportunity to strike.
If he wanted to continue killing monks, he would have to confront Master Liaochen of the Shaolin Temple head-on.
While everyone was laughing at the Buddhist Sect for being cowards, they were even more wary of the great leader of the Green Garment Tower.
Offend anyone, but never offend a Great Grandmaster!
Especially this kind of Great Grandmaster who is unscrupulous and invincible; he can strike fear into your heart.
All of this, of course, came to the attention of the great leader, who sneered: “Do you think that by doing this, I have no means left? Indeed, I have no means at the moment, but I am not in a hurry. We have all the time in the world to play slowly!”
He had already set his sights on other Grandmasters.
