Without pausing, Yang Cheng swiftly stored the two Yin Vein Spirit Stones into his storage space.
Just then, the prayer beads trembled, and the surrounding yin energy instantly dispersed, shattering the seal completely.
On the other side of Mount Ling, the golden tiger image appeared behind the Arhat Subduing Tiger, resisting the Yin energy.
The chanting of Sanskrit words by the blue-mouthed monk transformed into a barrier in front of the Tiger-Taming Arhat.
The obese Cloth Bag Arhat went straight for the Buddhist beads, and a powerful suction force emanated from his huge cloth bag, trying to suck the Buddhist beads into his bag.
Seeing this, even the usually good-tempered Han Yu wanted to curse.
It's perfectly normal for everyone to want to seize the benefits and advantages.
The problem is, it's not time to reap the benefits yet. The yin energy has just erupted and you're acting recklessly. Who knows what you might attract?
Yang Cheng put away the two Yin Vein Spirit Stones because the Yin Spirit was the last thing he killed, and it was also the closest to him.
But the monks of Lingshan disregarded the fact that the matter had not been resolved before they started to steal it; their behavior was far too unseemly.
Yang Cheng said in a low voice, "How can these people from Lingshan be so greedy? They're willing to risk their lives for a good deal, yet they're all so poor?"
Old Master Cui chuckled and said, "That's just how the people of Lingshan do things, but they are indeed very poor."
Because the reincarnators of Lingshan work together on missions and are closely united, although the success rate of their reincarnation missions is high, their evaluation is not high, and their completion rate is also low.
I've also heard that everyone in Lingshan has to hand over a portion of their profits, regardless of their status. I wonder what that World Honored One was thinking, that he would covet the possessions of the middle and lower-level reincarnators.
Therefore, these people from Mount Ling act like they have no regard for their lives when they rob things, and the people of the Divine Court and our Heavenly Palace are also quite annoyed by these monks.
Among the four illusory realms, the monks of Mount Ling are quite an oddity.
Although everyone in the underworld is on guard, that's because of their respective tasks and positions.
The monks of Lingshan, well, it's purely because working with them is just too troublesome.
Just as the prayer beads were about to be sucked into the bag of the Cloth Bag Arhat, the boundless yin energy suddenly contracted and condensed into a pitch-black figure.
The figure was entirely black, like ink.
To be precise, it wasn't black, but darkness that swallowed up the light!
The black figure glanced at the Laughing Buddha, who immediately froze.
His head began to contort and twist stiffly, making a series of cracking sounds. His head was already twisted ninety degrees, but it was still twisting backward!
This was someone who had reached the Seven Star Realm and obtained a divine inheritance, yet he had no chance to fight back against this shadowy figure!
Back when the Yin energy hadn't yet revived, this man was able to slaughter an entire village simply by sacrificing himself using Lu Ban's secret techniques. Even a passing high monk couldn't dispel his resentment and could only temporarily seal him away.
At this moment, Yin energy is reviving. He was sealed here, and heaven knows how much Yin energy he has absorbed. His power and supernatural abilities are simply terrifying!
Fan Yin Jia Lan's expression changed, and he quickly chanted Buddhist mantras. Golden light fell on the Cloth Bag Monk to help him resist the force that was twisting his head.
Golden Buddhist light surged from the body of the Tiger-Taming Arhat. He threw a punch, and the roar of a tiger shook the heavens and the earth as he rushed straight towards the dark figure!
The dark figure also threw a punch, sending the Tiger-Taming Arhat flying. His fist had turned pitch black.
He quickly concentrated all the Buddhist light in his body into his hand, finally forcing back the pitch-black color, but one of his hands was extremely pale, almost like a dead person.
A look of seriousness appeared in Yang Cheng's eyes.
Such incredible power!
The ghost that this man has transformed into—no, it's uncertain whether he's even a ghost now—has definitely surpassed the Seven Star Realm in strength, putting him under even more pressure than Yang Cheng did when he faced the demon!
Although Han Yu was dissatisfied with the unsightly behavior of the people from Lingshan, if they simply watched as the people of Lingshan were killed, they would also find it difficult to resolve the matter.
Therefore, Han Yu's body radiated spiritual light, and he played the green flute. A phantom of an ethereal immortal descended and enveloped the head of the dark figure.
The dark figure looked up and suddenly clenched its fist with one hand!
The next moment, the immortal phantom was instantly crushed into a ball of spiritual energy, and Han Yu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes showing disbelief.
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