Blood was burning on the ground. The soil became stained with an evil affinity and turned red as well. Corrosive miasma began eating the gra.s.s and vegetation nearby.

　　The death of several Giants rendered this area uninhabitable. Evil ent.i.ties would be born here soon enough.

　　The surviving members of the Jiang were scared out of their mind. They saw the waves of blood in the sky along with the scorching flames.

　　A man stood among the clouds with a rod in his hand, easily slaying his enemies.

　　Three beams of light arrived from the horizon. These newcomers had a dazzling glow and were shrouded in spirit energy. No one could get a good look at their appearance.

　　They floated above Feiyun, turning the darkness into day and increasing the temperature nearby.

　　Three more supreme elders have arrived.

　　In addition to them, a middle-aged scholar wearing a cyan robe slowly walked towards the scene. In the middle of his forehead was a Buddhist glow as blinding as the sun.

　　His aura was pure and simple. He instantly became the center of this area. The heavenly laws and orders of this place gathered around him.

　　Though one couldn’t see his actual appearance, Feiyun could still recognize him - the Life Walker of Senluo - Qian Qiusheng.

　　The four walkers were the strongest combatants below the heretical king and had great authority.

　　Qiusheng slightly frowned after seeing the aftermath of the battle. ‘I was just gone for a bit and all this happened?’

　　His eyebrows became normal as he spoke: “Your Excellency, your rage is a little out of control today.”

　　He didn’t know how Feiyun got this power but could still sense the bloodthirst in him. The rod in the guy’s hand could actually threaten him.

　　The entire world thought Feiyun was the one who got the Golden Silkworm Scripture but he was right here. Regardless of his cultivation, he couldn’t travel across 100,000 miles that quickly.

　　‘Looks like the king was wrong, the scripture must have been taken by someone else.’ Qiusheng thought.

　　Feiyun smiled coldly: “I’m out of control? Your men are the one out of line, to actually dare and try to do something to Xuejian. This is nothing yet, if Monk Jiu Rou were to find out, so many more will die.”

　　Qiusheng’s expression changed after hearing that t.i.tle. He looked at the feeble girl in Feiyun’s embrace and slightly recognized her. She was always next to the monk, an extremely lively one. Alas, she looked to be on her deathbed right now.

　　A bigger frown emerged. ‘How the h.e.l.l did this happen? Which b.a.s.t.a.r.d tried to do this? Provoking that monk will flip our temple over.’

　　“Let’s this be the end, our temple has suffered a great loss in exchange but if Your Excellency wants to keep going, then I’ll have to entertain you.” He stroked his long beard and said, wanting to diffuse the problem. The involvement of the monk wouldn’t be good for their temple.

　　‘No way!’ The three supreme elders floating in the sky couldn’t accept it. Feiyun had killed Six Giants and one Super Giant. They would lose all face if they were to let him go just like that.

　　One of the supreme elders coldly uttered: “Life Walker, we can’t drop it like this, Feiyun must die. How can we unite the heretical dao if we don’t uphold our prestige and reputation?”

　　“Yes, not only that, that girl must be ravaged as a punishment too!” A different supreme elder stated. [1]

　　“Boom!” Suddenly, golden clouds billowed up above and a ma.s.sive Buddhist palm took form.

　　It must have been more than ten thousand meters wide. On the surface were the images of lakes and rivers, fully depicting the mysteries of geographies.

　　It instantly smashed the two supreme elders who spoke earlier down to the ground.

　　Monk Jiu Rou made a cool entrance with his eyes glaring. He took off his kasaya, revealing the ferocious tattoos of an azure dragon and a white tiger. He held a golden Buddhist staff while shouting: “I’m going to kill all of you!” 

　　He didn’t look like a prestigious monk at all, more like a butcher in a market. The guy then stomped down.

　　“No…” Qiusheng wanted to beg but it was too late.

　　The two falling elders got stomped to pieces - another heavy loss for Senluo Temple.

　　Qiusheng swallowed his words. He tried to regain his composure and placed his palms together: “This junior greets…”