Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 490 Chess Pieces
Hand over the "Great Evil King"?
Ao Jue was taken aback upon hearing this, then laughed angrily: "Absurd!"

"How dare you quibble!"

Of the two monks, the dark-skinned, thin, white-bearded old monk was the most fiery-tempered. Upon hearing this, he became even angrier and struck the monk's ribs with his palm.

Ao Jue stretched out his arm to block, his blood rushing to his head, his heart almost leaping out of his chest. He took a deep breath and, using the old monk's palm strike, his body flew backward.

Unexpectedly, a figure moved, and someone appeared behind him, extending a finger and pointing it at Ao Jue's back.

Ao Jue snorted coldly, "What a vicious method." He then unleashed a backhand sword strike.

The man drew a circle with his finger and tapped it on the sword with a "ding".

As their swords clashed, a surge of anger rose on Ao Jue's face. He nimbly escaped their encirclement, took two steps back, and shouted sharply, "Where did this wild monk come from? He attacked people without even asking what happened!"

Ao Jue had just fought a fierce battle with Ren Shaoyang, using all his strength and every means at his disposal.

Now, at the moment of utter exhaustion, facing the pincer attack of two Buddhist masters from the front and back, he suddenly felt that he had the will but not the strength.

The gaunt old monk was also surprised by the skill of the person opposite him. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am Vesak of Lingyin Temple." He gestured and said, "This is Master Bu Sui of Putuo Temple."

But then they saw the Unbreakable Monk, who was nine feet tall and exceptionally robust. Most strangely, he had steel armor embedded in his muscles and bones, gleaming coldly, making him look like a steel warrior.

"Lingyin Temple and Putuo Temple?"

Ao Jue looked up at the monks in the distance and sneered.

"My Sword Worship Manor and you esteemed monks have always kept to ourselves, yet why did you ambush me and now accuse me of 'stealing a knife'?"

"Amitabha!"

Just then, an aged voice drifted over: "Benefactor Ao, twelve years have passed, and the Sword Worship Manor still can't figure it out?"

Ao Jue roared angrily and spat, "What are you saying?"

Then a large, stout monk stepped out from among the monks, wearing a crimson kasaya, his eyes clear as a cold pool. He was none other than Faming, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.

The portly monk said calmly, "Did Benefactor Ao appear outside Ten Thousand Calamities Valley three days ago?"

Ao Jue snorted: "I am currently chasing the flower thief 'Honeycomb Eyebrows,' so of course I am passing through Wan Jie Valley."

"Honeycomb eyebrows?" Fa Ming said calmly. "How skilled is this person in martial arts?"

"I'll settle the score with a single casual sword strike!"

"In other words, this person is no match for Benefactor Ao."

Ao Jue frowned and asked, "Zen Master Faming, what do you want to ask?"

Faming sighed and said, "Since 'Honeycomb Eyebrows' is no match for you, why did I find this outside Wanjie Valley?" As he spoke, he revealed a small bronze sword with the character "傲" (arrogance) engraved on it.

"The Sword Worship Order!" Ao Jue's expression changed drastically.

Fei Tuo sneered: "The Sword Worship Token is carried by the master of Sword Worship Manor. Ao Jue, how could you lose such an important item while chasing a flower thief?"

Bu Sui chuckled and said, "Or did 'Honeycomb Eyebrows' leave you utterly defeated?"

Vespa shook his head repeatedly: "This old monk believes that he was being chased by the high monks in Wanjie Valley and dropped the 'Sword Worship Token'!"

The two monks, speaking in a sarcastic and unsettling tone, were determined to punish Ao.

Ren Shaoyang, feeling somewhat lazy, sat down on a large rock, took out a piece of dried fruit, and ate it while watching the play.

His arrogant face remained as still as water, leaving him speechless and unable to defend himself.

It's true that he hunted down "Honeycomb Eyebrows," and it's also true that he lost the "Sword Worship Token." But the crucial point is that he didn't even realize when or how he lost it!
In an instant, Ao Jue felt a huge shadow loom over him: "I... it seems I've been framed?"

He couldn't help but look up at the white robe.

Ren Shaoyang ate some dried fruit and grinned at him.

Ao Jue took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "Is this why Ren Jianshen told me not to get involved in this mess?" A sharp glint appeared in his eyes. "I've become someone else's pawn!"

Faming followed Ao Jue's gaze and saw the leisurely white robe. His expression changed, and he hurriedly chanted a Buddhist prayer: "This old monk greets the Sword God."

All the monks clasped their hands together and said, "Greetings, Sword God!"

Ren Shaoyang chewed on some dried fruit and waved casually, "Hello, hello."

Fa Ming said, "Since we are in Fengxi Village and the Sword God Ren is here, this old monk should not usurp the host's place."

"no, I'm fine!"

Ren Shaoyang tossed the last piece of candied fruit into his mouth and said nonchalantly, "You guys chat, I'll just watch."

Fa Ming asked in surprise, "You're not going to do anything about it, sir?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "The more you discuss it, the clearer it becomes. You all talk it out and discuss it. Just don't damage the flowers and plants in Fengxi Village."

"You are wise!" Fa Ming felt slightly relieved and chuckled. Who didn't know that the Sword God never lied? His word was his bond!

As long as this guy doesn't interfere, things will be much easier from here on out.

Faming turned to look at Ao Jue, his smile vanishing instantly: "Benefactor Ao, what do you have to say?"

Ao Jue shook his head and sneered, "The abbot said I stole the 'Great Evil King,' but I don't admit it."

The dog shouted, "The evidence is right here, and you still won't admit it?"

Ao Jue coldly replied, "I don't acknowledge it!"

"Hmph! You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" Bu Sui was furious and clenched his fist, ready to charge forward.

“Master Bu Sui, wait a moment.”

Faming stopped the senior monk, looked at Aojue, and sighed, "Benefactor Ao, this old monk asks you, was that evil aura just now emitted by you?"

Ao Jue's face gradually darkened, and he said, "Buddhism is the righteous path of the world. Are you going to use this to condemn me? Master, your actions are extremely wrong!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the monks on both sides changed simultaneously. Vespa couldn't help but angrily rebuke, "Aojue! How dare you utter such arrogant words!"

Ao Jue glanced at him sideways and sneered, "I have cultivated the 'Heavenly Fate Sword Path' for ten years, and I do not deny that my sword energy is ferocious. But what does that prove?"

Fa Ming said in a deep voice, "Since you admit that the evil energy originated from you, then things will be easier." With that, he threw something out.

Ao Jue casually grabbed it, raised his hand to look at it, and found it was a stone. He said calmly, "What is the abbot's intention in doing this?"

Fa Ming said, "This is a fragment of the boulder that sealed the 'Great Evil King.' Look at the aura on it; isn't it exactly the same as yours?"

Ao Jue squinted and observed for a while, then chuckled and said indifferently, "I can't sense anything at all."

Upon hearing this, the monks' faces erupted with anger.

Bu Sui roared angrily, "Insolence!"

"You couldn't sense the soaring evil energy from the east earlier?" Bhai Tuo coldly replied.

Ao Jue frowned and said, "I really don't feel anything."

The monks stared at Ao Jue, their faces turning crimson, their eyes practically spitting fire.

Fa Ming suddenly turned around and said to Ren Shaoyang, "Sword God Ren, you are known for not tolerating any injustice. Please uphold justice!"

Everyone bowed and said, "Please, Sword God, uphold justice."

On the other side of Baijian Manor, the people were not to be outdone, and they all clasped their fists and said, "Sword God Ren, the Manor Lord has been wronged. Please uphold justice!"

They shouted and yelled at each other from both sides, like two groups of toads croaking incessantly.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "I'm just watching from the side, why did you pull me in?"

Faming clasped his hands together and said, "This old monk has brought you and other eminent monks here to find the Great Evil King in order to prevent further turmoil in the land. Now we have both witnesses and evidence, and everything points to Ao Jue. We ask the Sword God to bear witness."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Are you sure you want me to participate?"

Faming nodded and said, "Please."

“Alright.” Ren Shaoyang stretched. “If you ask me, you guys are fine.” He pointed to the monks, including Faming.

The monks smiled, but his next words froze their smiles.

"It's a classic case of being led by the nose."

“What, what does this mean?” Faming asked.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and looked at Ao Jue: "This kid isn't a bad person, he's just straightforward. He gets sold out and still helps the seller count the money."

Ao Jue was taken aback: "Sword God Ren, what do you mean by that?"

Ren Shaoyang suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "I was so busy talking that I forgot about the important matter! Let's get rid of that infatuation first!" He then waved his hand three times.

Ao Jue felt a sudden tightness in his chest, as if an invisible hand had pressed down from nowhere, seemingly pulling out a viscous substance from his body. His body immediately felt relaxed, and his limbs became more active.

Ren Shaoyang said, "Alright, feel it again."

Upon hearing this, Ao Jue looked down and immediately turned pale, exclaiming, "How can there be the aura of 'Heavenly Fate Sword Dao' on this stone?"

Bhai Tuo sneered, "This is the aura of the Great Evil King!"

Ao Jue didn't answer, but just shook his head repeatedly, incredulous: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Hmph, do you still dare to deny it?"

The dog, with its fiery temper, was enraged when it saw that Ao Jue still wouldn't admit it, and pounced with a claw.

He was short in stature, but when he unleashed a claw, it was incredibly powerful.

Ao Juexian was also seething with resentment, looking for an outlet for it. Seeing this, he shouted "Well done!" and brandished his longsword, bringing it horizontally and coldly pointing it directly at Fei Tuo's face.

The expression on Fei Tuo's face suddenly changed.

Ao Jue had now recovered most of his internal energy and launched a rapid attack with a series of "swish, swish, swish" sounds. The crimson sword light crisscrossed subtly, leaving Ao Jue unable to keep up.

The technique practiced by Vaituo is the "Abstaining from Drinking Divine Skill," a secret ascetic practice from India, whose true energy is sinister and unpredictable. However, its moves are powerful and heavy, and its agility is not its forte. When it encounters the "Heavenly Mandate Sword Path," it truly meets its nemesis.

After a few sword strikes, Fei Tuo began to dodge and weave, but after a few more sword strikes, Ao Jue suddenly shouted, "Take this!"
Fei Tuo was struck in the chest by a sword and staggered back, but unexpectedly Ao Jue flashed to his side and swept his knee with a kick.

"Crack!"

Feta felt a sharp pain and immediately collapsed to the ground.

Ao Jue showed no mercy and stepped forward to stab him to death with his sword.

Suddenly someone shouted, "How dare you!" A punch came flying, and a strong wind rushed towards them.

Ao Jueli felt his breath catch in his throat and quickly dodged, his sword transforming into two streaks of crimson light that twisted back and forth.

Clang! Clang! Clang!
Swords clashed, sending up a trail of dazzling sparks, and the piercing sound of metal clanging echoed along the riverbank.

Ao Jue used the momentum to drift away and then looked closely.

The Unbreakable Monk stood proudly in place, only a few faint white marks remaining on his steel armor. He remained calm and casually brushed them away.

Ao Jue said in a deep voice, "Good monk, you're really tough!"

Bu Sui said in a deep voice, "Ao Jue, today this old monk will use the 'Xuanyuan Blood Armor' to break your 'Jue Sword'!"

Ao Jue stood with his sword in hand, looking around at the entire scene. He felt a sense of unease as he observed that each of the monks present possessed an extraordinary bearing.

But seeing the white-robed figure sitting on the rock, I felt inexplicably at peace.

Ao Jue declared loudly, "Then let's give it a try!"
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P.S.: There will be an extra chapter in a bit.

(End of this chapter)