I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Before long, a fat monk came out. When he saw Luo Zhantian, he first chanted a Buddhist prayer.

"Amitabha! It's you, Benefactor Jue Zhan!"

Luo Zhantian sneered.

"Xuan Cheng, you little brat! I knew you had ulterior motives. If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you with one blow back then!"

Xuan Cheng sneered.

"Now, you're all alone. The monks who were close to you have all been controlled. Let's see what you can do now."

After their failed attempt to communicate, the atmosphere in front of the mountain gate suddenly turned icy.

Dozens of Shaolin monks, each wielding a staff, formed a tight formation, the tips of their staffs gleaming coldly, locking onto the two people in the arena.

Xuan Cheng stepped forward, his eyes flashing with a chilling light, and said slowly and deliberately.

"In recent years, countless geniuses have emerged from all schools and sects of the martial arts world... It was thought that a golden age for the martial arts world had arrived, but unexpectedly..."

The fat monk's next words made Luo Zhantian's pupils shrink.

"You are all those extraterrestrial demons!"

He immediately shouted.

"Jue Zhan! Those extraterrestrial demons you colluded with have confessed! You are all demons who wreak havoc on the world, infiltrating this realm solely to steal the essence of martial arts from various schools! Now, the entire martial world is united in its hatred of this enemy and will wipe out you evil heretics!"

"If you know what's good for you, surrender immediately and we'll teach you the secret to rapid cultivation, otherwise..."

With a wave of his hand, the monks shouted in unison, and their clubs trembled with a thunderous sound.

"Then I'll let you taste the Shaolin 108 Arhats Formation, and see how it grinds you to dust!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Zhantian did not get angry but laughed instead. His laughter pierced the clouds and split rocks, causing the ancient pines around him to rustle.

"You bunch of chicks think you can mess with me?"

His eyes gleamed, his muscles bulged, and a thick layer of golden light enveloped his entire body.

"You want to take me? Bring it on! Anyone who dares to defy me today will be slaughtered until rivers of blood flow, and I'll slaughter them all. What harm is there in building a new Shaolin Temple then!"

During his trip to the Journey to the West Divine Realm, he received guidance from Zhang Qingxuan at the Zhengyi Sect, transforming all the profound internal energy he had cultivated for a hundred years into purer true qi. His strength had been completely transformed and was far beyond what it used to be.

What's more, standing next to him is Ning Chen, whom Zhang Qingxuan described as a terrestrial immortal!

The two of them, or rather Ning Chen alone, have the power to overturn the entire martial arts world!

Xuan Cheng's round face twitched, revealing a hint of mockery.

"Hmph! Knowing that you, wicked fiend, possess profound skills and are used to running rampant, how could we be unprepared?"

He blew a whistle, and the sound carried far away.

All that could be heard from below the mountain was shouts growing louder as countless figures surged up Shaoshi Mountain like a tide!

Swords, spears, and halberds gleamed coldly; the newcomers included monks, laypeople, Taoist priests, and nuns, their auras a mixed bag...

From the sect insignia on the chests of these martial artists, Ning Chen could tell that Qingcheng, Emei, Diancang, Kongtong, and almost all the well-known righteous sects had sent their top experts!

Even among the crowd were members of the Five Poisons Cult, dressed in Miao costumes and exuding a chilling aura, as well as imperial henchmen dressed in flying fish robes and wielding powerful crossbows!

Luo Zhantian surveyed the allied forces of the hundred factions, his anger turning into a laugh that shook the surrounding area.

"Good! Good! Very good! Xuancheng, you've already degenerated by colluding with the court's lackeys, but now you've even recruited the Five Poisons Sect, a heretical sect, to your advantage! You've truly brought honor to Bodhidharma! Today, you've trampled the reputation of this ancient temple into a cesspool!"

Xuan Cheng was also a little embarrassed, so he waved his hand.

"Stop wasting time talking to him, grab your weapons and attack together! This extraterrestrial demon deserves to be killed by everyone!"

Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Ning Chen's lips curled into a faint smile.

He asked in a low voice to Lao Luo, who was standing beside him with a bristling beard and hair.

"Shaolin's century-old reputation has been ruined in an instant. It's quite a novel sight. Teacher Luo, do you need me to lend a hand and clear the area?"

Luo Zhantian's eyes flashed like lightning, his gaze decisive as he cut through the railway tracks.

"No need! Let these demons and clowns open their eyes and see what truly deserves to be called the number one person in the world!"

As the last word fell, he crashed into the crowd like a cannonball!

It's clear that Lao Luo is still soft-hearted; he didn't attack the Shaolin monks but instead charged directly into the group of foreign reinforcements!

Ah!

boom!

Screams and the sound of shockwaves erupted immediately!

The battle erupted instantly. Luo Zhantian was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With each swing of his fists, a muffled sonic boom was generated.

He didn't need to dodge at all, letting the force of the blades, swords, palms, and fists hit him.

Beneath his bronze skin, a layer of condensed, almost tangible golden light flowed continuously. When swords and blades struck it, they produced a metallic clang, sparks flew, yet not even a white mark was left!

The world's number one horizontal martial art, the Golden Bell Cover, was activated by his true energy, transcending the realm of ordinary martial arts and reaching the state of indestructibility!

The Qingcheng Sect's fine steel longsword was bent by a single punch!

The powerful palm strike from the Diancang Sect master hit him, but it was like a gentle breeze brushing against a hill!

The sword tip of the Emei sect leader, aimed at his vital point, struck him, but was instead struck by a tremendous force that caused his tiger's mouth to split open, and the long sword flew out of his hand!

Everyone was shocked; this demon was indeed ferocious.

Xuan Cheng shouted loudly.

"Don't be afraid, let's attack together. He might not be able to kill us all before he runs out of internal energy!"

The gauntlet battle began, with masters from various schools taking turns to unleash their exquisite martial arts techniques on Luo Zhantian like a storm.

However, Lao Luo stood firm like a rock in a stormy sea, his fists and feet moving with great force and his true energy surging. Every counterattack was like a heavy hammer striking a drum, and someone would inevitably cough up blood and fly backward!

This battle lasted from the blazing sun until dusk, and from twilight until the stars filled the sky!

The besieging crowd was filled with both shock and glee.

What's astonishing is that Luo Zhantian is so powerful that he can still hold on under such an attack!

What's gratifying is that the stronger he is, the more it proves that he possesses a shocking secret that can enable them, these extraterrestrial demons, to advance by leaps and bounds!

If we can exhaust his strength and defeat him, the title of the number one martial arts master will soon change hands!

Seeing that he could not break through after a long attack, Luo Zhantian was still brave, but his breathing was obviously heavy. The protective aura on his body that was originally as bright as the sun melting gold had become dim and shaky.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd let out a whistle, and the atmosphere of the encirclement changed abruptly!

"There's no need to reason with such extraterrestrial demons!"

"Splash lime!"

"Use poison!"

A large amount of lime powder was poured over Luo Zhantian's head and face, directly into his eyes!

Even more poisoned flying needles, sleeve darts tinged with an eerie green light, and silent poisonous sand shot towards Luo Zhantian from all directions!

All martial arts rules and江湖道义 (jianghu ethics) are abandoned in the face of greed, leaving only ruthless and vicious behavior!

Ning Chen stood quietly outside the battle circle, witnessing all of this.

When Ning Chen saw that someone had laid down iron caltrops coated with a dark blue poison on the ground, and that someone had brought a large basin of black dog blood and a large bucket of excrement to throw at Lao Luo, he finally shook his head.

This is practically treating Lao Luo like a Japanese person, it's outrageous!

If it were a proper battle, Ning Chen could stay out of it. But throwing excrement was going too far.

And if this fighting continues, the Journey to the West: Divine Realm will be about to begin.

I don't have that much free time to waste with you guys.

"That's enough!"

Ning Chen's voice, though not loud, clearly drowned out all the shouts of battle and the sounds of clashing weapons.

The sound was like a cold jade chime, striking directly into the depths of everyone's soul.

Just two words were enough to make everyone who was besieging Lao Luo pause in their tracks.

Ning Chen's gaze swept calmly across the entire room. Everyone whose eyes met his felt their hearts contract suddenly as if gripped by a cold, large hand, and large beads of cold sweat seeped out from their backs.

This is an aura of power originating from the level of life itself; when a terrestrial deity is angered, all living beings tremble in fear!

"Now......."

Ning Chen's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable and powerful deterrent force.

"All of you, kneel down and kowtow to Teacher Luo to admit your mistakes."

"Can I really pretend nothing happened?"

Ning Chen then looked up at the fat monk Xuan Cheng.

"You will be locked up in the back mountains for a hundred years, and never come out again..."

"Very well, so that's why I had the audacity to return to Shaolin. Turns out there were other experts present!"

Xuan Cheng sneered.

"Then don't blame me..."

He raised his voice and shouted.

"Uncles, Jue Zhan did indeed bring reinforcements. You can make your move now!"

With a whooshing sound, several white-bearded old monks descended from the sky.

They were like giant bats, riding the wind, landing on the scene and surrounding Ning Chen!