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"You bald monks of the Western religion! How dare you cause trouble on my Eastern territory!"

Although the Taoist Ran Deng was blind, his arrogance and haughtiness as the vice leader of the Chan Sect remained undiminished.

He hovered in mid-air, his withered old face filled with a violent aura.

Without even asking questions, he directly blamed all the mistakes on the Western religion.

"Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven to show you the true majesty of a disciple of a sage!"

With a roar, Daoist Ran Deng pulled out the powerful fragment of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl from his robes.

Although it was a damaged item, it still emanated terrifying fluctuations of laws.

He activated his quasi-saint level magic power, and the broken Sea-Stabilizing Pearl instantly burst forth with dazzling light, about to smash down hard on the area where the Western Sect disciples were most concentrated below.

If this hits hard, at least several hundred Western Christian disciples would be instantly annihilated.

At this critical moment.

Wu Tian, ​​mingling in the crowd, had a shrewd glint in his eyes.

He knew his moment to shine had arrived.

"The Vice Leader of the Chan Sect is bullying the weak! This is outrageous!"

Wutian suddenly raised his voice and let out an extremely tragic and mournful shout.

As he shouted, he dramatically slapped his chest, as if he were a master of acting.

"puff!"

He forced out a mouthful of black demonic blood, which drew a tragic arc in the air.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had been severely injured by an invisible force, he was exaggeratedly sent flying hundreds of feet away, crashing heavily to the ground. After struggling for a couple of moments, he "fainted".

His performance was flawless, and the timing was perfect.

All the disciples of the Western religion clearly saw this scene.

In their view, it was Daoist Ran Deng who, relying on his quasi-saint cultivation, shamelessly launched a sneak attack on one of their "honest and simple" fellow disciples from afar!

"boom!"

The minds of all the Western Christian disciples exploded instantly!

"Even the vice-leader is bullying people! Those sons of bitches from the Chan Sect, let's fight them!"

"Buddha above! Today, your disciple will fight for the dignity of my Western Religion!"

"I'll self-destruct! I'll take them all down with me!"

At this moment, the hundreds of monks, their eyes bloodshot, went completely mad.

In a mad frenzy, they collectively chose the most extreme method—self-destruction!

"Boom—!"

Hundreds of golden bodies at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level exploded simultaneously in the very center of the canyon!

The combined destructive shockwave was so terrifying that it defied description.

The entire sky was dyed a blinding gold, the earth trembled violently, and even space itself was riddled with cracks.

The first to be hit, Daoist Ran Deng, didn't even have time to react.

The fragment of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl that he had just unleashed was instantly blasted away by this violent torrent of energy.

His proud quasi-saint protective golden light was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of this suicidal attack, and was instantly torn to shreds.

"No--!"

The Taoist Ran Deng let out a scream of extreme terror as he was violently thrown into the air by the terrifying shockwave. He tumbled in mid-air like a tattered sack, his Taoist robe instantly turning to ashes. He was covered in dust and looked utterly disheveled.

On the starry sky spaceship.

Lin Xuan looked down at the spectacular scene of the self-destruction below and laughed so hard he almost dropped the kebabs in his hand.

"Hahaha! Brilliant! Wutian is a born pyramid scheme leader! His ability to incite the masses is simply top-notch!"

Lin Xuan slapped his thigh in admiration, giving Wu Tian's "extreme one-for-one" maneuver a perfect score.

The dazed and confused Ran Deng crawled out of the pit hundreds of miles away.

Although he didn't die, he was severely shaken by the explosion, with golden holy blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, making him look utterly miserable.

"You...you bunch of lunatics!"

Randeng was so angry that he trembled all over. He was blind and had no idea what was happening. He only thought that the Western Church had collectively gone mad.

The extreme humiliation and anger caused him to completely lose his mind.

"Today, none of you will live!"

With a furious roar, Randeng was about to unleash his magic power once more and begin a massacre.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xuan on the flying boat turned cold.

Watching a play is one thing, but we can't let that old blind man actually kill all the actors.

He secretly flicked his finger.

A thin arc of purple lightning, containing the perfected laws of thunder, silently ripped through the void.

The electric arc struck precisely the few remaining strands of hair on the Taoist Ran Deng's head.

With a "sizzle" sound.

Those few poor strands of hair instantly turned into a clump of charred ashes.

And so, a brand new bald head, shiny and still emitting wisps of smoke, was born.

Having done all this, Lin Xuan arrogantly piloted the Starry Sky Flying Boat, turned the bow around, tore through the void, and sped away, concealing his achievements and fame.