Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 144 Golden Body, Retreat

Upon hearing what Venerable Dali said, many righteous cultivators couldn't help but look towards the figure surrounded by golden light not far away.

Amidst the countless points of light, the figure seemed to gradually radiate the same golden light. That sacred, holy, and solemn golden light softened even the youth's cold and stern features.

The shimmering golden light conveyed a sense of benevolence and compassion for all living beings. Even the insidious aura that could not be concealed seemed to have lost some of its ferocity, and instead appeared to be a warning to the ignorant and foolish world.

The golden light and the dark red glow it enveloped seemed to be wielding the blade of punishment with a compassionate heart.

Not to mention righteous cultivators, even some members of demonic sects couldn't help but show a hint of fanaticism in their eyes.

The power of compassion and the sharp blade were combined in succession between the Holy Mother of the Underworld and the King of Heavenly Fiends.

Considering Zhang Xiaofan's inhuman physical strength and stamina, many members of the Demonic Sect even regarded him as the Holy Son, the child born from the union of the Holy Mother and the Bright King.

In fact, if the Netherworld Mother of the Demonic Sect—no, I should say the Holy Sect—is the incarnation of the Earthly Sovereign Nuwa, and the Heavenly Fiend King is the incarnation of the Pangu God, then to some extent, Zhang Xiaofan is indeed the Holy Son.

Within Zhang Xiaofan's soul lies the immortal soul of Prince Changqin, who was an immortal created by the goddess Nuwa through the technique of guiding life souls.

Furthermore, in Zhang Xiaofan's previous life, half of Prince Changqin's soul initially possessed Jiao Li, the son of Jiao Yue, a swordsmith from the Longyuan tribe. The Longyuan tribe were descendants of the ancient Anyi tribe, which were the orthodox Pangu race, flowing with the blood of Pangu.

Under the watchful eyes of the members of the Demonic Sect, countless golden light spots continuously poured into Zhang Xiaofan's body. As the golden light continued to flow in, Zhang Xiaofan's body also began to shimmer with golden light, becoming increasingly dazzling and brilliant.

In the dim light, everyone seemed to see that around Zhang Xiaofan, there were illusory golden lotuses quietly taking root in the void and slowly blooming.

As countless golden lotuses gradually bloomed, ancient and mysterious hymns resounded deep within the minds of countless people, like the voices of countless souls.

Immediately, many members of the Demonic Sect knelt down, their faces showing remorse and regret.

Upon seeing this, Wanrenwang's eyes flashed with anger, and a fierce light appeared in them. Just then, a voice suddenly rang in Wanrenwang's mind.

"Don't cause him any trouble now. When the golden body of merit is forged, even if all the gods and immortals in the heavens gather, they will not be able to do anything to him."

Wanrenwang's pupils contracted involuntarily as he glanced resentfully at the Kui Niu lying on the ground, too exhausted to move and only able to pant.

Right now, the Kui Niu is practically defenseless, making this the best time to capture it.

But at this very moment, Zhang Xiaofan was invincible, which made Wanrenwang furious.

What infuriated everyone even more was that group of useless teammates. He was a disciple of the righteous Qingyun Sect, and you were a bunch of demonic cultists in his eyes. What was the point of kneeling before him?

Although that's what she thought, Wanrenwang had to admit that she was truly envious.

A disciple of the righteous Qingyun Sect has a higher prestige in the Demonic Sect than even the Ghost King Sect Master. He could probably rally more people to follow Zhang Xiaofan than to follow him.

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to give up?"

Wanrenwang was extremely unwilling. He was unwilling to admit that he had lost miserably in his bet with Zhang Xiaofan, and had even lost the prestige of the Demonic Sect to his opponent. "Hmph, even if there's no Kui Niu, there's still the Black Water Serpent, isn't there? It can't escape. However, the most important thing is not the Kui Niu, but dealing with this guy in front of us."

That voice, tinged with a hint of evil and bloodlust, slowly echoed in Wanrenwang's mind. Just as Wanrenwang was stunned, he heard that voice speak again.

"Heh heh, he's a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, yet he's cultivated the Great Brahma Prajna of the Tianyin Temple. Do you think the Tianyin Temple will let this go? Do you think the Qingyun Sect would dare to protect him?"

Wanrenwang's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this. The righteous path is different from the demonic sect. In the demonic sect, as long as one does not do things that betray one's master and ancestors, one can basically say that there are no taboos.

But the righteous path is different. As the leader of the righteous path, Qingyun Sect would never protect Zhang Xiaofan. Otherwise, Qingyun Sect's thousand-year reputation would be destroyed in an instant, and it would be despised by the righteous path.

Tianyin Temple could not possibly let the matter rest and not pursue it, after all, that was a closely guarded secret of Tianyin Temple.

By then, neither Qingyun Sect nor Tianyin Temple could tolerate Zhang Xiaofan, Li Xun had died at Zhang Xiaofan's hands, and Fenxiang Valley would also be unable to accommodate him.

In other words, after this matter is judged, there will be no place for Zhang Xiaofan in the righteous path. At that time, Zhang Xiaofan will either have to start his own sect, become a wandering monk, or join their demonic sect.

"Do you understand? As long as he falls into the demonic path, his golden body of merit will crumble on its own! What invincible golden body, what invulnerability to all evil, will be riddled with holes when faced with rumors from the righteous path!"

As the golden light gradually entered Zhang Xiaofan's body, and the Golden Body of Merit was about to be formed, Wan Renwang no longer hesitated. He waved his hand and hurriedly spoke.

"The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow on forever. Gentlemen, I will pay for what happened today sooner or later. Let's retreat!"

Wanrenwang immediately turned and left, and Baiduzi, the Blood-Sucking Demon and others quickly followed. Qinglong glanced back twice and then followed as well.

However, many disciples of the Demonic Sect stood there hesitating, seemingly wavering, but were pulled away by their fellow disciples.

In the blink of an eye, countless members of the demonic sect left, and the righteous cultivators did not give chase.

After today's series of battles, the Demonic Sect suffered heavy losses, and the righteous path was not faring much better, with many people injured. Tian Buyi was seriously injured and his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of countless people, with a buzzing sound, all the golden light in the sky finally entered Zhang Xiaofan's body.

"Buzz!!"

Immediately afterwards, countless people saw a giant golden lotus appear out of thin air, supporting Zhang Xiaofan's physical body.

"Buzz!"

Zhang Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light shot out from them before gradually disappearing.

Zhang Xiaofan stood up from the golden lotus and landed on the Kui Niu to check on its condition. He was relieved to see that the giant beast that had fought alongside him was only suffering from a deficiency of qi and blood and was exhausted.

(End of this chapter)