The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 130 Crimson Lotus Saint Lord: It doesn't matter, I will take action.
Song Yinglong established Wohu Village, was generous and righteous, and made friends with heroes from all over the world, with lofty ambitions.

Unfortunately, a mishap occurred in the capture of Linjiang Prefecture, and decades of planning failed to achieve complete success.

It's truly lamentable.

Hong Yuan also felt somewhat regretful about this.

As Lao Song's confidant, he naturally wanted to fulfill Lao Song's wishes before his death.

Since Old Song couldn't unify Linjiang Prefecture while he was alive, let his corpse puppet, which he transformed into after his death, go to guard the Zhenhai Alliance.

Hong Yuan might look down on the combat power of the Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet, but within the Zhenhai Alliance, it would be considered one of the most powerful resources.

This can be considered as Lao Song 'seizing' the high position of Zhenhai Alliance in an unconventional way.

Old Song had many misunderstandings about Hong Yuan during his lifetime. If he knew this in the afterlife, he would surely feel both ashamed and gratified.

For the next three days, Hong Yuan taught Qing Lingzi how to control the corpse puppets with the sound of bells while keeping an eye on the movements in the city.

As the announced execution date drew closer, more and more experts from all sides flocked in, including scions of prestigious families and renowned figures in the martial arts world, all eager to witness this grand martial arts event that was about to unfold.

The Red Lotus Sect versus the Myriad Tribulations Daoist!
Hong Yuan seized the opportunity to strike, and once again inflicted six types of negative energy on a group of targets.

When the winds of change gathered in Songyang County and heroes flocked there, a thousand miles away, in a valley where north and south met, there was a place shrouded in mist all year round, where the sun never shone.

The canyon is deep, with towering cliffs on both sides and lush vegetation.

Despite the dim lighting and the fact that it is difficult for ordinary people to enter the canyon, there are many buildings that are cleverly embedded in the rock walls or built on ancient trees, following the contours of the mountain.

A strange fragrance lingered within many buildings, accompanied by indistinct whispers of prayer.

This place is a lair of the Red Lotus Sect.

call!
A gentle breeze drifted through the mist, and a faint, ethereal shadow moved with incredible speed, passing through wooden houses and stone pavilions, heading straight for the center of the valley.

Before long, the figure reached the end. Its figure floated up along the rock wall like a ghost, rising several dozen feet before landing on a spacious platform on the cliff.

The platform leads directly to a cave hall, from which light and fire flow out and fall onto the stone steps outside, like a guiding light in the darkness.

The blurry, ethereal shadow gradually solidified in the lamplight, revealing itself to be a tall, slender man dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold.

It was none other than the All-Illuminating Envoy!
There were already more than a dozen figures standing in the cave, each with a profound aura and quite extraordinary, all of them important figures in the Red Lotus Sect.

As soon as the Venerable Envoy of All Illumination stepped into the cave hall, countless gazes were fixed upon him, filled with inquiry, yet none of them uttered a word.

A faint light shone from above, and in the darkness, a hand held a bronze palace lantern, illuminating a face whose light was indistinct and uncertain.

This person was also dressed in a black robe, with a blood-red lotus flower blooming like a flame embroidered on both sleeves.

Envoy of Nirvana!

These two envoys of the Red Lotus Sect, each possessing the power to shake the martial world, locked eyes. Envoy Silent Annihilation spoke up, "Bianzhao, what did the Yinshan Sect say? Which people did they send? The Inspector of Yin or the Left and Right Venerables?"

Although it was an inquiry, the Venerable Envoy of Annihilation spoke in a completely calm tone, devoid of any human emotion. His words seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, giving people an indescribable chill.

The Yinshan Sect he mentioned is an evil god sect that is on par with the Red Lotus Sect. It worships the "Old Man of Yinshan" as a god, and within the Yinshan Sect, he is also known as the "Yinshan Heaven" or the "Lord of Eternal Silence"!
The Venerable Envoy Bianzhao said indifferently, "The Yinshan Sect has refused."

"Hmm? Compared to my Red Lotus Sect, the Yinshan Sect should be more interested in the 'Eye of Annihilation'. Didn't you mention that the 'Eye of Annihilation' has fallen into that person's hands?"

The Way of the Venerable One of Nirvana.

"They might not be completely unmoved, perhaps they just don't want to join forces with us..."

A cold smile appeared on the face of the Venerable Envoy Bianzhao.

The outside world was first shocked by Wan Jie Dao Ren's achievements, and secondly, since they had not witnessed them firsthand, they always felt that the rumors were inevitably exaggerated.

Only the Venerable Envoy of All Illusion, who witnessed the event firsthand, knew just how terrifying the opponent was. In a short moment, he single-handedly swept away the seven top masters of the Red Lotus Sect and Vajra Temple, forcing him to flee in disarray.

This kind of martial arts is practically indistinguishable from that of ghosts and gods.

Otherwise, given the Red Lotus Sect's secretive nature, why would they have considered joining forces with others?
Even if that person obtains the 'Eye of Nirvana,' they will be extremely cautious and make a thorough plan before attempting to acquire it again.

Unfortunately, Wan Jie Dao Ren didn't give them the chance.

A public execution announced to the world forced the Red Lotus Sect to respond.

Envoy Bianzhao was quite keen for the Yinshan Sect to clash with that Daoist Wanjie.

"And what about your side?" Venerable Bianzhao asked in return.

The Venerable Envoy of Nirvana also shook his head: "Nine Tribulations Zen Monastery did not agree either. They said that since Baosheng and Qingjing have already expelled themselves, they are no longer members of the Nine Tribulations Zen Monastery."

Before becoming the Dharma King of the Red Lotus Sect, Baosheng and Qingjing were two fellow disciples, both from the Jiujie Chan Monastery.

Located in the capital, Jiujie Temple is considered the national temple of the Great Yin Dynasty. It has existed since the founding of the Great Yin Dynasty. In the past seven or eight hundred years, it was burned down by the Dragon Emperor only once during the "Catastrophe of the Sky". Otherwise, it has been a place of great prosperity and splendor.

Throughout this long history, countless princes, nobles, aristocratic families, and even members of the imperial family have become monks at Jiujie Zen Temple.

Several emperors, perhaps tired of being emperors and wanting a change of pace, even went to Jiujie Zen Temple to abdicate and become monks.

Among all the righteous sects in the world, the Nine Tribulations Zen Temple, if not the best, is certainly among the top three.

The Venerable Envoy of Nirvana wanted to use the concepts of Precious Life and Purity as a link to persuade the Nine Tribulations Zen Monastery to take action.

As for the Nine Tribulations Zen Temple being a sacred Buddhist and Taoist site, where it is said to be impervious to fire and water when encountering the demons of the Red Lotus Sect, and that saints and demons cannot coexist, this is merely the wishful thinking of people in the lower echelons of the martial arts world.

Envoy Bianzhao's gaze swept over the group of people in the hall, his brows furrowing slightly: "Brother Wanjun still hasn't arrived?"

The Venerable Envoy of Nirvana said calmly, "The Dharma King of Ten Thousand Jun is like a divine dragon from beyond the heavens, whose whereabouts are always elusive. Even for you and me, it is not easy to contact him."

Among the four kings of the Red Lotus Sect, the Dharma King Wanjun is not only the most senior but also the most mysterious, and even the two great envoys dare not neglect him.

“With just the two of us, even with our men, it will still be difficult to deal with that Wan Jie Daoist,” Venerable Bianzhao said in a deep voice.

"No need to worry!"

A calm voice rang out.

The palace lantern held in the hands of the Venerable Envoy of Nirvana suddenly dimmed, shrinking to the size of a grain of rice, before rising again as the voice faded, radiating the light of the bright moon.

Behind the Venerable Envoy of Nirvana, on the empty throne, a person sat down at some point and said unhurriedly, "No need to be anxious, no need to be hasty. Under the 'Great Desire Heaven,' no matter what that Daoist of Ten Thousand Tribulations can do, it doesn't matter. I will take action to wipe him out."

The Venerable Envoy of Illumination and the Venerable Envoy of Nirvana, along with a dozen or so high-ranking members of the Red Lotus Sect in the cave, were initially taken aback, but their faces lit up with joy, and they respectfully bowed, saying, "Greetings, Venerable One!"

The newcomer was none other than the leader of the Red Lotus Sect.

The Crimson Lotus Saint Lord leaned slightly forward, as if peeking out from the netherworld. The light illuminated a pale, beardless face, devoid of any distinctive features, but it was framed by a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss, making him appear like a saint who had stepped out from the heavens and the earth.

He looked everyone over, his expression gradually becoming languid, and waved his hand: "No need for formalities."

The Venerable One asked, "When will Your Holiness depart?"

"Now!"

Two days later.

Lianhua County is located 20 li away from Songyang County.

Bald-headed Ah San was a well-known idler in the county. One noon, he sauntered over to the gambling den in the east of the city, humming a tuneless little tune, with a few copper coins he had just begged in his pocket.

The streets were not as bustling as usual; many people had gone to the county town to see what was happening.

The news had already spread throughout the county town, but Bald-Headed Ah San dared not join the fun. Firstly, he had no money, and secondly, many of his cronies had gone to watch the adventures of the wandering knights, only to be caught in the crossfire of their chivalrous deeds. Halfway there, Bald-Headed Ah San suddenly heard the rapid sound of horses' hooves and the clatter of swords being drawn, mixed with a series of exclamations, and a sharp shout that seemed to explode like thunder.

"Seal the city gates! No one is allowed to enter or leave!"

"Ah?" The bald-headed Indian looked terrified, not knowing what had happened, but he saw a group of black-armored elite cavalry rushing towards them.

County government office.

The gate shattered with a crash, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere. Before the dozen or so constables could react, they were all covered in blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Who dares to rebel?"

The magistrate of Lianhua County darted out, holding a gleaming ring knife in his hand, exuding a sharp and powerful aura.

To be able to become the head of a county right under the nose of the Vajra Temple, this magistrate of Lotus County was actually one of the best among the lay disciples of the Vajra Temple.

But as soon as he drew his steel blade, a fist came crashing down. With a crisp crack, the steel blade broke, and the magistrate of Lianhua County was also violently shaken and sent flying backward.

Then a large foot stepped on his chest.

The magistrate spat out a mouthful of blood, stared intently, and saw only a black robe and a strikingly bright red lotus flower.

"Red...Red Lotus Cult heretics?"

"bingo!"

Phew!

With a tap of his foot, the ground trembled, and the fallen steel knife fell into his hand. With a swift swing, the county magistrate's head was severed.

In less than an hour, a shocking piece of news had spread like wildfire throughout the county town.

The numerous martial arts practitioners and members of powerful families who had gathered there did not live to see the day of the public execution, but instead received news of the Red Lotus Sect's intervention.

However, this move was not aimed at the Vajra Temple, but rather at the capture of Lianhua County, which was located on the border of Songyang Prefecture.

In no time, the topic of conversation arose in the restaurants and teahouses of the county town.

"It is said that the Holy Lord of the Red Lotus is personally present this time. They have already announced that the matter was started by Daoist Wan Jie, and they will decide the location of the duel."

"If the time of You (5-7 PM) has passed and the Daoist Wanjie has not yet arrived, then the city will be burned down and tens of thousands of people will be buried with him."

Someone hissed and gasped, "That's a really ruthless tactic!"

Some sneered, "This is the true ruthlessness of a hero. The Crimson Lotus Saint Master's move is brilliant. In the county city, not to mention the Myriad Tribulations Daoist and the Vajra Temple, countless experts who once had grudges against the Crimson Lotus Sect are lurking in hiding..."

"With this move, the Red Lotus Sect gained the upper hand. They exchanged tens of thousands of people for Baosheng and the lives of two Red Lotus members, and no one dared to say that they were weak."

"I wonder what that Daoist Wan Jie thinks?"

Inside the Vajra Temple, Hong Yuan tilted his head, listened to Huiming's report, and touched his face in confusion.

what happened?

He's clearly disguised and is using the alias of Wan Jie Dao Ren, and he's not exactly following the path of a gentleman, so why do people keep trying to morally blackmail him?

"May I ask, Your Excellency, what is the next step?" Huiming asked.

“Master, that’s a strange question!” Hong Yuan glanced at Hui Ming and smiled.

“Buddhist disciples emphasize compassion and helping all living beings. Moreover, Jingang Temple has been supported by the people of Songyang County for hundreds of years. Now that the residents of Lianhua County are in trouble, it is the time for Jingang Temple to help those in distress.”

Hong Yuan pointed a finger at Hui Ming's heart, effectively kidnapping him: "If the people suffer and you do not offer help, allowing the Red Lotus demons to bully them, can your Buddhist heart remain at peace, Master?"

able……

Meeting Hong Yuan's smiling gaze, Hui Ming lowered his eyes and said, "Of course not."

“I think so too,” Hong Yuan nodded.

"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for, Master? Quickly gather the warrior monks and march towards Lotus County to subdue the demons!"

A short while later, the gates of the Vajra Temple swung open, and Huiming and Huizhi led hundreds of warrior monks out, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Out?"

"Hmm? Why are there only monks from Vajra Temple? Where is that Daoist Wan Jie?"

In the courtyard, Nan Guyun walked to Hong Yuan's side, cupped his hands in greeting, and asked, "Senior, are you really not going to make a move?"

During his stay at the Vajra Temple, Nan Guyun displayed a spirit of perseverance despite repeated defeats. He sought advice from Hong Yuan several more times, and after receiving guidance from him, his swordsmanship became increasingly refined.

This filled him with both fear and reverence, so even though the Daoist Wanjie looked to be about the same age as him, he still addressed him as 'senior'.

"Are you interested?" Hong Yuan glanced at him and chuckled.

"The Red Lotus Sect's martial arts are mysterious and unpredictable, and I naturally want to see them for myself," Nan Guyun did not deny.

"Then let's go and see it together."

Nan Guyun was interested, and so was Hong Yuan. The former could only improve his swordsmanship through battle, while he could learn from his opponent's skills in battle.

The purpose of staging this public execution, which caused a sensation throughout the world, was merely to lure out the top experts of the Red Lotus Sect and absorb their skills.

But his willingness to act is different from being coerced into acting.

After the monks of Vajra Temple left the city, many local forces and wandering martial artists also sprang into action and followed them.

The two places are only about twenty miles apart, and a martial artist can reach them in no time.

When the monks of Vajra Temple arrived at the city, Huiming, Huizhi, and even the most outstanding members of the generation did not make a move. Only hundreds of warrior monks, wielding fine iron clubs and monk's knives, launched an attack.

A large number of black-armored guards poured out of the city and engaged in fierce fighting with the monks. However, it was clear that neither side was really fighting, and although the battle was lively, there were not many casualties.

Whoosh!
Hong Yuan gently held Nan Guyun's hand with his five fingers, and as he carried her away, his figure merged into the wind, turning into a blurry phantom and disappearing into the city.

As the sun began to set in the west, the light gradually dimmed.

Inside a secluded mansion in the city.

Has the Daoist Wan Jie appeared?

"No, only monks from the Vajra Temple came."

Inside a room, the Holy Lord of the Crimson Lotus stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by the Venerable Envoy of Illumination, the Venerable Envoy of Nirvana, and a dozen or so experts from the Crimson Lotus Cult.

"The time has come. Should we really burn the city down?"

The Crimson Lotus Saint Lord remained silent upon hearing this. He did not care about the lives of tens of thousands of people, but the problem was that killing without achieving the goal was meaningless.

But the words had already been spoken, so there was no going back. He snapped his fingers, nodded, and was about to speak.

Benedict! Tuk Tuk!

A knock suddenly sounded at the door, followed by a gentle voice: "Greetings, everyone!"

Bang!
The next moment, the gate seemed to be ripped apart by a bolt of lightning, instantly turning into countless fragments. Under the surge of energy, each fragment shot out like a powerful bow and crossbow.

"You may all die now!"

(End of this chapter)