Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 362 Greed and Evil
Xining border area.

Within the Wuxiang Temple, the demonic energy around the four pagodas intensified, filled with white bones, connecting with the entire Buddhist temple, and ultimately surging towards the main hall where the wise Arhat was in seclusion.

A monk dressed in a dark yellow robe, with a monkey-like appearance and an extremely ugly appearance, rose up on the wind. It was Sangjue. He looked to the east and could faintly see the brilliant light of the sky over the mountains.

"Is the Great Yangming Temple really not going to make a move?"

He looked at Zanluo, who was wearing a pink monk's robe and holding a celestial maiden beside him, and asked a question in a cold and sharp voice.

"This temple is entirely maintained by that person's magical power. How could Lin Yao possibly escape? If he were to make a move, someone else would deal with him. Master Sangjue need not worry."

Zanluo's eyes were lewd, and pink magical light swelled around him like bubbles, accompanied by a seductive sound.

"The time has come. It is time for Wuxiang Temple to return to the right path. The Arhat Zhixing has great courage and wisdom. If he can subdue the demon leader and reach a higher realm, he can return to Xikang Plain. There is no need to seek the position of Sumeru Buddha Land. Wouldn't it be better to go to Dabenxiang Mountain?"

"If reincarnation fails, and one enters the demonic path, there is still a place in the Great Pure Land of Desire and Bliss, which is better than staying in the Li Kingdom."

Sang Jue remained silent, gazing at the demonic energy and radiant light within the main hall. His resolve suddenly wavered, and he felt that Zan Luo's words made some sense.

A pinkish light gradually appeared in his eyes. At this moment, he took out a white bone bell and shook it. The entire Wuxiang Temple quickly rose from the ground with continuous rumbling and floated in the air.

Demonic energy surged from the four pagodas, like molten iron poured onto the earth. Sangjue stared blankly at everything before him, watching the temple hall collapse and reveal the golden body of wisdom on the earthen platform.

The light of the Earthly Branch of the Buddha wavered, and all the scenes in the dream dissipated. At this time, the wisdom remained with its eyes closed, as if in a state of peaceful sleep. The power of vows from the entire Land of Liberation surged forth, and radiant light rose, shaping a golden body.

The demonic energy surged and gathered above the land of liberation, forming another demonic body with a beastly face, covered in fur and horns. Beside it, the light of Mara shifted, and it sat opposite the golden body manifested by wisdom.

The Buddha and the demon sat facing each other, causing the void to tremble and a thunderous roar to resound. Only then did Sangjue come to his senses and realize what path the temple had chosen.

Zanluo stood to the side, a broad smile on his face, with pink light swirling around him.

“Master Sangjue, the immortals of Dali are already waiting in the void. It would be best to make preparations as soon as possible. The two of you need to borrow the temple’s great formation to meet the enemy.”

Sang Jue's teeth chattered as he looked at the two Dharma bodies sitting opposite each other above, and the Wisdom being torn apart in the middle, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

"it is good"

He ultimately followed Zanluo's advice. With his master absent, he could only rely on the two great masters, Le Nian Jingang and Huan Yu Mo Xiang, and the destination of Wu Xiang Temple was also decided by them.

The array rose up, enveloping the entire temple. Radiant light shone, illuminating the surrounding area. Countless mortals, witnessing this sight from afar, all knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

As the Arhat of Wisdom began to reincarnate, he truly lost control over the outside world. The defenses of Wuxiang Temple immediately dropped to their lowest level, and a surge of energy rippled through the void, with faint glimmers of supernatural power visible.

At the top of the demon's transformed body, the figure of a woman in a moon-white Taoist robe slowly appeared. She was adorned with a frost-covered sword and snow-white shoes, and her beauty was enchanting. The moonlight emanated from the earth, sweeping across the void.

"Guan Quan, why hide? I'm right here today, waiting for you."

Huan Yu let out a charming laugh, displaying utmost allure. At this moment, she drew her sword and pointed it upwards. The moonlight, pale and piercing, illuminated the void, revealing the figures of several people. A white-robed youth with a sword at his side stepped forward first, shouting angrily:
"Demon, today I will be the one to slay you!"

It was Wei Shuang of the Frost Plum Sect. This true cultivator practiced the Cold Soul technique, but his temperament was as fiery as fire.

He gripped the sword at his waist, activated his supernatural powers, and the vast void within a radius of several miles seemed to freeze, even halting much of the Wuxiang Temple's grand formation.

【Xuan Lü Qiong】When the winter month arrives, the severe air rises, the boiling pools cease to surge, and the scorching winds do not arise. This supernatural power is based on the suppression of movement and the extinction of stillness, and its awe-inspiring reputation is renowned.

Huan Yu, however, continued to smile. Bathed in moonlight, he swung his magic sword, stirring up the stillness of the surrounding void.

“Wei Shuang, don’t forget that I now hold the position of Taiyin Heng’e. How ridiculous it is for you to use cold yin against me! Let Guan Quan come.”

Wei Shuang's murderous intent intensified, and another divine power manifested, with frost spreading from where she stood, covering the void, solidifying into hundreds of swords, pointing towards pleasure.

He gripped a sword in each hand and activated his supernatural power, which was called "Treading on Frost." This supernatural power was not restrained by the Yin energy and dispersed the moonlight.

The vast purple aura surged in from winter, crashing into the great formation in Wuxiang Temple. Huan Yu, above the demon, brightened his eyes, waved his sleeve, and pure white water light emerged, transforming into a woman's mouth with white teeth like jade and three inner layers, swallowing all the purple aura.

"Guan Quan! Why don't you see me?"

Huan Yu let out a sharp cry, his figure flashed, and he had already arrived at the horizon. Beside him, the light of the Demon Luo flickered, and the mouth of the Water Transformation was wide open, with desire rising from within, roaring incessantly, shaking the void.

Wei Shuang's swords clashed, their icy blades slashing down, stirring up a blizzard. With a roar, frost and snow condensed on his swords, forming an ice peak stretching for miles, which crashed into that opening and closing vulva.

A burst of hot air rose from the woman's mouth, steaming upwards and melting the outer layer of the solid ice peak. The peak lost its sharpness and was swallowed in one gulp, turning into ice shards all over the sky.

"The Cold Yin is ruthless and cruel, which is the perfect counter to my Great Desire Mouth technique. It's a pity that Fellow Daoist Wei Shuang's cultivation is not enough."

Joyful laughter mixed with shrieks filled the void. With a flick of the magic sword, moonlight swirled, and Wei Shuang was immediately drawn to the sword, with no way to avoid it.

At this moment, purple energy arose, and the rosy clouds shone brightly. Guan Quan Zhenren's figure appeared, and with a wave of his sleeve, the purple energy surged, enveloping Huan Yu and separating Wei Shuang.

"Huanyu, it seems that your cultivation has improved over the years." Guan Quan's voice was cold, while Huanyu's smile was extremely bright. Just as he was about to speak, a burst of dark blue-black demonic light rolled over, transforming into the shapes of many demons, and crashed into the mouth of desire. For a moment, the light of the magic light turned into water and dimmed.

"Nan Wang, you've come to join in the fun too."

Huan Yu laughed even harder, showing no fear whatsoever, and didn't even try to retreat back into the formation, his face becoming increasingly distorted.

Nan Wang, riding a black tiger, unleashed his supernatural powers, and a dark blue-black demonic light rose up.

"Huanyu, the matter of you plotting against me at Cai Zhao Lake should be settled today. But first, let me put an end to your idea of ​​sending Zhixing to be reincarnated."

He looked at the female demon and laughed as well. Demonic flames surged around him, and a celestial eye slowly opened between his brows, with black flames rising and surging endlessly.

【Mahakala Destroying Light】, a sixth-grade spell of the ultimate fire path, perfectly matches the nature of destroying form and annihilation with the Qi of the Absolute. It uses the Heavenly Eye to nurture a 【Destroying Fire】, which is extremely powerful and is currently targeting the Buddha and Demon bodies of the intellect.

A deep black light shot out from the Heavenly Eye between Nan Wang's eyebrows, striking the Wuxiang Temple's great formation. The black flames surged, and the void shattered like glass.

The Fire of the Supreme Being is adept at breaking formations and attacking fortified positions. The formation of the Wuxiang Temple is based on the Pure Land, but at this moment, most of its power of will has been drawn away by wisdom, so how can it withstand the all-encompassing Fire of Indestructibility?

Four pagodas collapsed, and the Wuxiang Temple, suspended in the air, was completely overturned, but the two forms of Buddha and demon, manifested by wisdom, remained unharmed.

As the silver lightning erupted, Xu Xuan set out. From beginning to end, it was he who severed the golden body of wisdom.

This Arhat has already committed a capital offense by colluding with people from the Land of Great Delight and Desire. Now that he has been reincarnated, he is at his most vulnerable, making it the perfect time to kill him.

He looked at the precious platform shimmering with the light of the Earth element beneath Zhixing's seat, and a thought stirred within him. It was the sacred artifact from the temple years ago, the Taiyue Wangchun Terrace, exactly as described in the records. It had indeed been taken away by Zhixing.

A burst of pink light emanated from the sky, accompanied by a sweet, cloying fragrance and erotic music that echoed throughout the temple. A monk in a pink robe slowly emerged from the void, a smile on his face.

"But the Great Li Thunder Department's Tribulation-Slaying Sword Immortal, I am Le Nian, holding the Vajra position, presiding over the Joyful Dharma Path."

Xu Xuan turned Dan Ting around, and the layers of pink magic light blocked his way. He didn't say a word, but activated his supernatural powers. Calamity light arose, thunder surged, and heavenly thunder from all directions gathered and accumulated above Le Nian.

This person's sins are extremely grave. With the slightest activation of the [Heavenly Tribulation], a heavenly tribulation is about to descend, its power terrifying.

Le Nian revealed a golden body with radiant skin and shimmering pink light. His face was like a skull, and he held a celestial maiden in his arms. The two were facing each other in a state of intercourse.

This golden body manifested and withstood the heavenly lightning; Le Nian's strength far surpassed that of Nan Fa, and his golden body was also much more resilient.

"Sword Immortal, don't underestimate me. I didn't break through by borrowing the power of will."

Just as Le Nian was feeling smug, he saw Xu Xuan already drawing his sword, his sword intent surging forth, causing cracks to appear all over Le Nian's golden body.

Silver lightning surged between heaven and earth. His expression darkened, and the celestial maiden in his arms murmured, summoning a pink lotus that spun and crashed towards him.

Xu Xuan unleashed a sword strike, drawing down the lightning from the heavens. The sword intent of warding off tribulation manifested, shattering the pink lotus into pieces.

The mighty sword intent landed on Le Nian's golden body. The opponent shouted, and pink precious light emanated, enveloping him. The celestial maiden in his arms flew out, blocking the sword intent, and was blasted into ashes by lightning.

Nan Wang also dismounted from the tiger, looking relaxed. Although Huan Yu was skilled, he was ultimately outnumbered and outmatched. The four Purple Mansion experts were already easily defeated.

An old cultivator in black robes stood silently outside, activating the Taboo Wood Dharma Light. The plants and trees on the plain, along with the green vines soaring into the sky, completely surrounded the Wuxiang Temple, preventing anyone from escaping.

'Although Guya is a rogue cultivator, he still knows the rules.'

Nan Wang had a sudden thought. If this old cultivator dared to watch the show outside and still wanted to take spiritual treasures, he might as well have a wild idea and stay outside to keep watch. This way, he wouldn't take any risks, but he could still save face.

Seeing that most of his golden body had been cut down by the sword intent, Le Nian's expression darkened slightly. He looked up and saw that Tai Xu Zhong Huan wanted to fight two opponents at once and not be at a disadvantage.

In reality, it was Guan Quan who was mostly the one fighting. Wei Shuang's Cold Soul Divine Power was restrained by the Taiyin Immortal Law and could not be used, so she could only hold the line.

He looked at the two people facing him, one a Thunder Sword Immortal, the other a Qi-destroying demon cultivator. He should have retreated, but he didn't move. Instead, he stared intently at the sky full of green vines, his gaze fixed on the Cliff-Stabilizing True Man.

"The demonic form of greed and evil, if it doesn't emerge now, when will it ever emerge?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ya's expression changed, a look of horror appearing on his aged face. He hurriedly cried out:
"Fellow practitioners, this evil monk is spouting nonsense—"

Before he could finish speaking, a thick arm reached out from his mouth and grabbed the old man's face.

Gu Ya activated his supernatural powers and struggled desperately, but the hand tore open his mouth, and his body was ripped off like a tattered rag.

The demonic light shifted and transformed into Taotie patterns, causing the void to surge. A man emerged from the shattered body of the solid cliff. He had a rugged face, wore Liao Dynasty clothing, and had disheveled hair. He looked at Xu Xuan and Nan Wang.

This person's imposing aura indicated that he had already reached the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm. He opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

(End of this chapter)