"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Luo Dharma Mantra, World-Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas!"
Zhang Wu jumped out of the cloud boat, his clothes ripped open, revealing his solid muscles.
His bald, gleaming head and the golden dragon tattoo on his body were particularly striking.
Let me clarify, don't misunderstand, this "eye-opening" doesn't refer to a feeling, it means it truly makes one's eyes light up...
Zhang Wu was radiating light from head to toe, so bright that everyone around him immediately closed their eyes.
Of course, there are also those who haven't closed their eyes, such as a certain sect leader who doesn't do his job properly.
"My God, that figure, that presence, those special effects..."
Wu Er looked at his third junior brother and felt goosebumps all over his body, feeling a wave of discomfort.
Especially when I recall that phrase "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon," I feel incredibly embarrassed; it's so cheesy and childish.
The three air pirates who came down were also shocked by this aura. They took several steps back in mid-air and looked at Zhang Wu in fear.
The bearded man said, "Isn't this a Taoist sect? How come there's a monk here?"
The remaining one-eyed and gap-toothed individuals also shook their heads in confusion.
Upon hearing the word "monk," Zhang Wu's eyes widened in anger. "You audacious heretic, how dare you utter such arrogant words! Today I will subdue you!"
Zhang Wu stretched out his hand and pointed at the three people, his spiritual energy surging.
Then he made a hand gesture and said, "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Paramita Hum".
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden dragon tattoo on his body flashed, and then a huge golden dragon phantom materialized.
The golden dragon phantom was about a hundred feet long, hovering around Zhang Wu and emitting bursts of dragon roars.
"The dragon soars in the sky!"
Zhang Wu shouted again, and the golden dragon began to stretch its body, surrounding the three air pirates.
"The Dao Integration Sect? Wasn't it supposed to be a small sect that only had members at the Golden Core stage?"
The one-eyed man shuddered, his eyes filled with terror. Ignoring his two still-dazed companions, he tried to escape on his own.
Zhang Wu naturally saw it, and snorted, "Spring sleep is so sweet, I don't even notice the dawn. Let's see where you run now!"
"Damn it!"
At a command, the golden dragon phantom spewed out a golden flame, heading straight for the fleeing one-eyed space pirate.
With a whoosh, the one-eyed thief was struck by the golden flames.
After being hit, the one-eyed bandit opened his mouth, intending to shout, but before he could utter a sound, he turned to ashes.
In an instant, a burnt smell filled the area.
"Huh? Ha!"
When the gap-toothed bandit saw his companion burned to ashes, his mouth dropped open in utter astonishment.
All three of them were at the Nascent Soul stage. Even if a Dao Integration stage cultivator could kill them in one move, at least one or two corpses would be left behind!
This corpse isn't even that gruesome!
Knowing he couldn't escape, the gap-toothed thief suddenly became ferocious, brandishing a mid-grade spirit blade and hovering it above his head, seemingly ready to fight to the death.
Seeing someone fighting desperately, Zhang Wu's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he said, "The wind and rain last night, and you're still stubbornly clinging to such magic!"
"go!"
The golden dragon lunged forward, then opened its blood-red maw and swallowed the gap-toothed bandit whole.
As the golden dragon's massive jaws closed, another "pfft" sound rang out, and jets of blood spurted from between the dragon's teeth.
Blood stained the sky, adding color to the surrounding white clouds.
With the two air pirates dealt with one after another, the disciples on the cloud boat, who had been silent just moments before, began to cheer, and looked at the golden dragon phantom with envy.
"Elder Zhang is mighty!"
"The Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon is invincible!"
"Pengshan Immortal Sect, how dare you be so insolent!"
Cheers erupted one after another. These outer disciples had almost never seen a Dao Integration cultivator make a move before, so they were naturally very excited to see it now.
Only Wu Er in the crowd frowned silently, "Xiao Wu's murderous aura is a bit too strong."
Looking up at the sky, only one of the three sky pirates remained—a man with a bushy beard.
The bearded man was utterly shocked and at a loss. He had received word that a small sect's cloud boat would be passing through this area, with the highest cultivation level on board being only at the Golden Core stage. He never expected such a powerful figure to appear.
"Great One, please forgive me! I was blind and did not recognize your greatness. I have offended you!"
The bearded man lacked the shrewdness of the one-eyed man and the ferocity of the man with the gap-toothed man; he was incredibly cowardly and immediately begged for mercy.
They were kneeling in the air, floating in the sky.
"A heretic is a heretic, do you think you can escape punishment?" Zhang Wu made a hand seal with one hand, "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, go!"
At a command, the golden dragon rushed to the bearded man's side, and with a few swift movements of its claws, it tore the bearded man into three pieces.
Truly, he died without a complete corpse!
Zhang Wu glanced around, then channeled his spiritual energy and shouted, "Pengshan Immortal Sect, a forbidden land for demons! Anyone who dares to violate this will be reduced to ashes!"
After saying this, Zhang Wu glanced at Wu Er, then gave a fierce smile before flashing back to the innermost part of the cloud boat.
Young people just like to see gory things, especially seeing their elders kill three Nascent Soul cultivators without lifting a finger.
After Zhang Wu retired, the disciples on the cloud boat could no longer meditate peacefully and got up to chat about the stop they had just taken.
The chat content mostly consisted of phrases like, "Elder, you're so handsome," "When can I be like that?" and "I have the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon tattooed on my body; I am the leader of Pengshan."
"Xiao Wu's cultivation has improved again, but his killing intent has also increased."
Wu Er didn't praise Zhang Wu like the other disciples. Thinking about how Zhang Wu mercilessly tortured and killed the begging bearded man, he felt a headache coming on.
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