In a short while, a golden longsword materialized.
Shi Jing grabbed the sword hilt and slashed out. A golden sword light suddenly appeared, and with a whoosh, the golden body of Venerable Weituo was immediately split in two, turning into specks of golden light and disappearing.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!!" From the other three directions, the three Venerable Ones suddenly moved their arms, wielding their magical weapons and smashing them down to the ground.
"Clang clang clang!!" Countless runes surged from Liu Xue's body, forming a huge rune array that enveloped the three of them.
The ritual implements were smashed on it, making a loud thud.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh..." Shi Jing swung his sword three times in quick succession, and the three Venerables were immediately beheaded, turning into several wisps of mist and disappearing.
The chanting continued, but the voices were clearly strained, and the golden light wall had dimmed considerably.
Golden mist surged, and another Venerable One with three heads and six arms appeared. Before it could solidify, it was killed by Shi Jing's sword and disappeared.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." From inside the wall of light, came the sounds of vomiting, and the chanting of scriptures became intermittent.
The golden mist thinned out, and the condensed Dharma body of the Venerable One shrank by nearly half as before, becoming blurry and indistinct.
"Their strength is exhausted!" Liu Xue sneered.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!" After Shi Jing killed several more Dharma bodies, the light wall disappeared, and the monks appeared.
They were all pale, with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, their bodies covered in crimson, and the magical artifacts in their hands were broken, with only half of each being held in their hands.
Despite exhausting all their strength, they still failed to defeat the three men, and the two leading black-faced monks showed expressions of shock.
"Retreat quickly." They waved their hands, about to order the monks to leave.
At this moment, Shi Jing had already swung his sword.
A long, golden arc streaked across the sky.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." All of these people were killed and lay dead on the ground.
"The Demon-Subduing Formation failed to kill them, but all the monks were killed!" The old abbot, who was watching from outside the formation, was shocked when he saw this scene.
"Your turn!" Shi Jing stepped out, step by step, over the corpses, his golden longsword pointing at him.
"Mahavairocana Tathagata!" the old abbot shouted, and a golden light shot out from behind him. Within the golden light, the sound of chanting rang out, and a Tathagata appeared.
He had just experienced Shi Jing's prowess firsthand, and now he saw that the Demon-Subduing Formation could not trap him.
He stopped hiding his true intentions and revealed his trump card: the Dharma Body he had cultivated.
This Dharmakaya, in its battle with the Tantric Dharma King, nearly killed him with a single palm strike!
This will ensure he never dares to enter Jiangnan again and covet Lingyin Temple.
Shi Jing was the second opponent he encountered, and he was even stronger than the Dharma King.
He revealed his true form again, intending to use it to destroy her.
"Mahavairocana Buddha, one of the three greatest deities in Buddhism!"
"The old monk has condensed his Dharma body; this must be his trump card!" Shi Jing said with a smile.
"Mm." Liu Xue nodded.
“The Dharma body is connected to the mind and spirit. If the Dharma body is destroyed, the old monk will either die or be seriously injured.”
"I will not only destroy his Dharma body, but also kill him!"
“Since he has already declared his death to us, there is no need to keep him alive!” Shi Jing said.
"Mm." Liu Xue nodded.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"
"Three benefactors, accept the salvation!" the old abbot said with a sneer.
"Even on the verge of death, you still have the audacity to boast!"
"Let alone the Dharma body of the Great Sun, even the Dharma body of the Cundi, I am not afraid!" Shi Jing said.
"So young, yet so arrogant!"
"Once you've been liberated, you won't say such things anymore!" The old abbot suddenly slapped his forehead, and a ball of golden light shot out and entered the Dharma body. The Dharma body suddenly opened its eyes, as if it had come back to life.
"Boom!" A golden palm rose up and slapped down towards Shi Jing.
Shi Jing clenched his fist and threw a punch, slamming it heavily onto the palm of his hand. A muffled thud was heard, and the palm shattered and disappeared.
The old abbot let out a muffled groan, and two streaks of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Boom boom boom!" The Dharma Body raised its other hand and slapped Shi Jing three times.
Shi Jing neither dodged nor flinched, and threw three punches in succession.
Fists and palms collided, producing a series of muffled thuds.
The enormous Dharma body swayed slightly.
Golden light surged from his body, transforming into countless palms that struck Shi Jing once more.
"Boom boom boom!" A huge golden rune appeared in front of Shi Jing, blocking her behind it. She struck it with her palm, making a booming sound.
"Die!" She lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew into the sky. A faint crescent moon appeared between her brows, and an overwhelming power poured into the sword. She then unleashed a slash.
"Crack." The surrounding air was sliced open like a piece of paper. The enormous body of the Dharma Body was cut in two in that instant, and then exploded and disappeared.
"A Moon-level expert!" The old abbot spat out seven streams of blood from his seven orifices. Through his bloodshot eyes, he looked at Shi Jing standing high in the sky with a shocked expression and a trembling voice.
"I originally thought that celestial-level experts were the highest level of existence in this world!"
"I never expected him to be a Moon-level expert!!"
"There's a lot you don't know!" The longsword returned to its golden light, disappeared into Shi Jing's hand, and vanished.
The moon at his brow gradually faded, and Shi Jing landed on the ground, looking at the old abbot with a cold smile.
"To die at the hands of a Moon-level expert, I am content!" The old abbot knew his death was imminent, smiled faintly, and closed his eyes.
"Boom!" Shi Jing struck out with his palm, and his body immediately exploded and disintegrated, scattering to the ground.
"Swoosh." Shi Jing grabbed with his backhand, and a monk hiding in the opposite meditation room was immediately pulled over and slammed heavily to the ground.
"Don't kill me!"
"I'm new here, I haven't done anything!" Looking at Shi Jing's cold face, he was terrified and said in a trembling voice.
"What about Chen Guo?" Shi Jing asked.
"Yes, in the Arhat Hall!"
"Take us there!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
At Luohan Hall, Chen Guozheng was on the phone.
The call was from Chen Tianyi. He learned from Chen Shun that after his parents' accident, he led a group of people and rushed to Yunding Mountain Villa.
When he arrived at Cloud Peak Manor, he only saw bloodstains all over the ground, and there was no one alive.
He immediately called Chen Guo and breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Chen Guo was currently at Lingyin Temple.
“Dad, that beast will definitely not let you go, and Lingyin Temple is not safe either. I will come to pick you up immediately and move you to a secret place, and then I will deal with him!” Chen Tianyi said.
"The abbot of Lingyin Temple is a hidden dragon, and he has already agreed to take action!"
“With this beast here, this place will surely be his burial ground!” Chen Guo sneered.
"Is that so?" A cold laugh came from outside the door, and Chen Tiansheng walked in.
"You're not dead?" Chen Guo shuddered as he looked at Chen Tiansheng, dropping his phone to the ground.
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