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In this chaotic discussion.

The five demonic clouds surrounding Tu Shanyue actually moved and floated over, sitting right above the heads of the cultivators.

It was filled with demonic energy, emitting a terrifying aura that suffocated all cultivators below the Mahayana level.

Above the clouds, there were five figures emitting tremendous ferocity—five peerless demon kings in the Mahayana stage from the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

They were of various shapes, there were black-haired wild bears standing tall, wild tigers entrenched in the mountains hidden in the black fog, blue rhinos carrying huge mountain-splitting axes… the majestic demonic energy spread out uncontrollably, stirring up the already chaotic spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding human monks to frown and look sideways, but dare not speak out in anger.

The Mountain Moving King had put on a festive suit of golden scale armor and a golden magic helmet. His scarlet eyes swept over the densely packed human monks below him, and two streams of thick smoke blew out of his nostrils, and he laughed wildly:

"Hehehe! Did you see that? This is the demeanor of the supreme ruler of my demon race! You ants, have you ever seen such divine power? When I succeed, you humans will bow down and submit to me! What Moon Shadow Sect? You are nothing but chickens and dogs!"

A black tiger squatting next to him was baring its fangs. Its cold voice was like a chill wind that scraped at the bones: "A bunch of trash who only gossip behind my back! Are you worthy of watching me ascend? Go back to your caves and tremble in fear!"

“That’s right! My ascension to immortality is a sign of the prosperity of our demon race! You humans are not worthy to kneel down!” With its wings spread out to cover the sky, the golden-winged Roc screamed loudly, and the sound waves made several small peaks nearby buzz.

The five demon saints spoke one after another, showing the utmost ridicule and contempt, and their arrogance was extremely high, which was completely different from their cowering attitude when Master 냫 Ci ascended to heaven.

Many human monks had ashen faces and clenched fists, but they were frightened by the power of the Demon Saint and the terrifying heavenly calamity above their heads, so they dared not speak out.

Tu Shanyue’s ascension to heaven was announced to the world, and all monks were invited to watch the ceremony.

It was Tushan Yue who invited them here.

In the mouths of these five demon saints, it was thought that they had ulterior motives, as if coming to watch Tu Shanyue's ascension was taking advantage - although watching a ceremony to ascend is indeed a kind of advantage.

After all, watching a Mahayana monk ascend.

Regardless of whether the monk succeeds or not, it will bring a lot of insights to the monks watching the ceremony.

The last time when Master 냫 Ci ascended to heaven, many cultivators had sudden enlightenment and breakthroughs just by watching the ceremony.

Some of them did not break through on the spot, but found that their bottlenecks were loosened after returning to their respective sects, and broke through after a period of seclusion...

Therefore, watching the ceremony is very beneficial for all the monks.

Generally, no monk would refuse such temptation.

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Just when the demonic atmosphere was raging and the human race's momentum was suppressed to the bottom.

"Amitabha!"

A low and peaceful Buddhist chant, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, instantly overwhelmed all the noise and the monster king's wild words! The voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by every living being present, carrying a power to calm the restlessness.

In the western sky, a gentle but incomparably tenacious golden light broke through the heavy pressure of the calamity cloud and arrived in an instant. The golden light dissipated, revealing an old monk wearing a simple cassock and with a haggard face - it was the monk Fentian.

Long time no see.

The Buddha's light on Monk Fentian was brighter than before.

However, Chen Huaian saw a trace of blood in Monk Fentian.

This monk... probably saved a lot of lives according to his own moral standards.

There is no one who is innocent and does not know.

But it's really bad luck.

Fentian stepped on the void and walked towards him step by step.

The steps may seem slow, but they carry a thousand miles.

In a flash, he arrived in front of the human camp, facing the five demon saints from a distance.

His skinny figure seemed so small under the might of the world-destroying heaven and the fierce rage of the demon saint, yet he was like a rock that had stood for thousands of years, unmoved by wind and rain and as stable as a mountain.

The five demon saints shut their mouths instantly.

They huddled in their own evil clouds and did not move.

“It has to be the Burning Heaven Monk!”

There was some discussion among the group of casual cultivators.

"Who said it wasn't? Look at how timid those five demon saints are. It's so funny."

"Fentian is from the Fenjing Holy Land, right? Now the Fenjing Holy Land has been destroyed, this..."

"Hey, be careful with your words! We can't afford to offend Yueying Sect and Fentian, so watch your mouth."

Monk Fentian turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him.

The slightly closed eyes opened, and the cold gaze passed over the five demon saints and directly cast towards the white figure on the top of the peak.

The voice was calm, yet it carried a kind of indifference that saw through the cause and effect and pointed directly to the essence:

"The Tushan Temple has great power, how can we allow evil spirits to blaspheme it?

You are covered in blood, and your path is shaped by countless bones. You are surrounded by resentment and anger.

This calamity of ascension to the immortal world is not a ladder to heaven for you, but a guillotine!"

He paused, his eyes swept over the five demon saints who instantly became furious and their auras increased wildly.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Finally, it fell back to Tu Shanyue, and his voice suddenly turned harsh, with a bit of coldness: "I came here today to watch the ceremony, but also to attend the funeral!

If you are lucky enough not to be turned into ashes by the heavenly calamity, even if you have only one breath left..."

Monk Fentian slowly raised his skinny hand, and in his palm, a pure golden Buddha fire that seemed to be able to burn all the heavens and the worlds ignited faintly, reflecting his calm face, and murderous intent soared into the sky:

"I, a poor monk, shall also fulfill my duty to slay demons and exorcise evil! I will use your blood, the demon lord, to avenge the blood debt of the common people, and also add merit to my path to immortality!"

"good!"

As soon as Monk Fentian finished speaking, many casual cultivators applauded and cheered.

What a good way to seek blood debt for the people.

Even though nearly ten thousand years had passed, what Tu Shanyue did had nothing to do with the other cultivators, but she did it after all, and that was a sin and a calamity.

There is nothing wrong with what Monk Fentian said.

However, veterans like Zhang Mengchu and Li Ziping can hear the deeper meaning from the words of Monk Fentian.

“This old bald donkey…” Zhang Mengchu snorted coldly while holding the sword in both hands: “He speaks in a high-sounding manner, but in fact, he has determined today that Tu Shanyue cannot become an immortal, and he is rushing here to reap the benefits.

Now that these words have been spoken, anyone who dares to stop his plan will be an enemy of the people! It's a good plan..."

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes.

Nowadays, many disciples of Yueying Sect have begun to practice the Chain Heavenly Demon Art.

A murderous aura will naturally emanate from your body.

This evil spirit is very similar to demonic energy.

When Old Demon Xiao and he ascend to become immortals, will this old donkey do something like he did today?

Chen Huaian thought it was very likely.

He felt somewhat alert.

I even have some hope that Tu Shanyue can ascend successfully.

This will also scare this old bald donkey.

Yes...

He looked up at the powerful thundercloud and sighed.

Disaster.

Tu Shanyue wanted to become an immortal.

That's too difficult.

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