Ge Yiyuan landed right in the middle of a circle of more than three hundred monks. After landing in a panic, he hurriedly got up, looked around at the many monks, and cried out with a bitter face, "Oh no, girl, we've fallen into the bald monk's trap."
"Hmph!" Liuli snorted coldly and said angrily, "Isn't it all your fault, you idiot!"
Ge Yiyuan shrank back and didn't dare to make another sound.
Liuli's cold gaze swept over the monks, and she said in a chilling voice, "These past few days I've been worried that such a large Buddhist sect in the Central Plains has all cowered like turtles. I couldn't even find a few bald monks to kill. But now, today, I, Liuli, am going to unleash a massacre!"
The more than three hundred monks, their faces grim, shouted in unison, "Kill the evil fox! If the evil fox doesn't die, Buddha will not be at peace!"
After they finished speaking in unison, the monks took out their weapons, and in an instant, golden light shone brightly in the large valley, and the sound of Buddhist chants resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
At this moment, Yu Xin arrived outside the large net. She vaguely saw the scene in the valley, and her expression changed. Without lingering, she flew directly north.
Liuli stood up from the lotus platform, facing the hostility of more than three hundred monks, yet she showed no fear. The wind blew her black robes and black hair, and under the mixed light of the lotus platform, her cold face was calm and indifferent, her aura sharp and piercing.
She took out the Winged Spirit Whip and caused the lotus platform beneath her feet to descend. She first said to Ge Yiyuan, "Ge Yiyuan, come up!"
Ge Yiyuan quickly responded and leaped onto the lotus platform.
The lotus platform was spacious, and Liuli and Ge Yiyuan did not feel crowded standing back to back. Then, Liuli recited an incantation, and the petals of the lotus platform lit up with dazzling light. The nine-colored light enveloped her and Ge Yiyuan, protecting them firmly.
At this moment, all the Buddhist disciples had expressions of hatred on their faces. They surrounded Liuli and Ge Yiyuan on the lotus platform and used various methods to attack them fiercely.
Liuli's wrist moved nimbly, wielding the Winged Spirit Whip like a serpent. Anyone who approached the lotus platform and was struck by the whip would either die or be seriously injured.
Meanwhile, Ge Yiyuan kept throwing out and retrieving his blade fan, twelve blood-red beams flying back and forth. Monks were constantly caught off guard and pierced through by the beams, drawing trails of blood.
The Nine-Colored Lotus Platform is a Buddhist treasure with excellent defensive capabilities. Even though Liuli's cultivation level is not high enough and she uses demonic power to operate the Buddhist treasure, she can still unleash half of the treasure's power. Even with only half of that power, the light emitted is something that none of the monks present can break through.
So the current situation is that Liuli and Ge Yiyuan are hiding inside the Nine-Colored Lotus Platform, attacking the enemy, and monks are dying one after another at their hands. Meanwhile, more than three hundred monks are attacking the lotus platform, but they cannot break through its defenses and harm Liuli and Ge Yiyuan at all.
This situation continued for a while. The three leaders of the three factions, who were three experts at the Buddha Heart Realm, gathered together and discussed for a moment. Then, they called out and dismissed all the disciples at the Relic Realm, no longer sending them to their deaths. Immediately afterwards, the three monks came to the front.
The disciples at the Relic Realm retreated one after another, allowing Liuli to catch her breath. She paused for a moment and coldly watched as the three monks at the Buddha Heart Realm surrounded her.
One of the three, an older monk, shouted, "Disciples, listen to my command! Set up the demon-subduing formation!"
"yes!"
In a short time, more than twenty disciples at the Relic Realm had died at the hands of Liuli and Ge Yiyuan. The remaining less than three hundred people, upon hearing the order, quickly dispersed and took their places in mysterious positions. Then, they all put their hands together and began to chant a long incantation in unison.
As the incantation was chanted, golden demon-subduing talismans appeared before all the Buddhist disciples. Each talisman emitted a dazzling golden light, and the golden light from all the talismans in the valley merged into one, enveloping the entire valley.
The moment the golden light shone, even though Liuli and Ge Yiyuan were protected by the lotus platform, they felt a sudden heaviness in their bodies. The air around them suddenly became viscous, as if mountains were pressing down on them.
Three masters of the Buddhist Mind Realm surrounded the lotus platform. The elder of Jinyuan Temple, dressed in yellow, wielded a golden staff that shimmered with light. The elder of Pudu Temple, dressed in blue, used a jade-colored vase containing a vibrant green willow branch. Water droplets from the vase clung to the willow leaves, making them appear even more verdant and fresh. The elder of Bodhi Temple, dressed in gray, used a wooden fish. He held the fish in his left hand, while his right hand struck it repeatedly with a wooden mallet. The sound of the wooden fish was solemn and seemingly not loud, yet to Liuli and Ge Yiyuan, it caused their eardrums to ache and their heads to throb.
Amidst the golden light and the sound of the wooden fish from the demon-subduing array, Liuli and Ge Yiyuan were greatly disturbed, feeling dizzy and weak.
Just then, the demon-subduing formation was completed. The numerous demon-subduing talismans not only emitted golden light, but also hummed with loud Buddhist music. The Buddhist music faintly formed sound waves, surging towards the center of the valley like ocean waves, which was where Liuli and Ge Yiyuan were on the nine-colored lotus platform.
The sounds of Buddhist music and wooden fish drums mingled in Liuli's ears, causing her vision to blur. She clutched her forehead, her face contorted in pain, and she stumbled, nearly falling. The light emanating from the nine-colored lotus platform also flickered and dimmed considerably.
"It's the perfect time!" the nun holding the vase shouted. She grasped the willow branch with her slender hand and pulled it out, then shook all the pure water from the willow branch onto the crystal lotus platform.
The dozen or so drops of pure water emitted a dazzling golden light, dripping onto the light of the nine-colored lotus platform. They made a hissing sound, like boiling water splashing on snow, scorching the light of the lotus platform until it melted open, creating numerous cracks. These cracks grew from the size of a single drop of water to the size of a bowl, and several of the dozen or so cracks merged together, forming huge gaps.
The monk holding the staff quickly swung it, and the copper rings on the head of the staff immediately jingled. Then, the many copper rings detached from the staff and grew in the wind, quickly reaching a square foot in size. They spun around, trying to rush through the gap in the light on the lotus platform and crash into Liuli's body.
Liuli sensed the approaching whooshing sound, shook her head, and her vision temporarily cleared. She quickly recited an incantation, and the light on the lotus platform immediately reformed.
So the many copper rings struck the nine-colored light, making several clanging sounds before being bounced back.
Liuli clenched her left hand so tightly that her nails dug deep into her flesh, until blood stained her fingernails. Only then could she barely ignore the sounds of the wooden fish and Buddhist music. Although she was still dizzy, she could at least see a little more clearly.
Her gaze was extremely cold, filled with anger and resentment. With a flick of her whip, a silver whip shadow broke through the nine-colored light, coiling towards the yellow-robed monk like a serpent.
The yellow-robed monk shattered the whip shadow with a wave of his staff, then raised the staff high and smashed it forcefully against the light emanating from the nine-colored lotus platform.
The monk exerted all his strength, and the golden light flashing on his staff amplified the power of his strike. The nine-colored light trembled violently, on the verge of shattering.
With a face full of resentment, Liuli raised her long whip, ready to lash out at the yellow-robed monk.
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