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Nangong Yehua's figure flashed, instantly transforming into a blur as he rushed towards the monk master.

Chapter 235 Are you a demon? "The Great Thousand Buddha Hand"

His inner energy surged, condensing into a sharp palm wind that aimed directly at the monk master's chest.

However, the monk seemed to have been prepared, and with a slight sway of his body, he easily avoided Nangong Yehua's attack.

He clasped his hands together, and a gentle current of energy surged from his palms, neutralizing Nangong Yehua's palm strike.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yehua was startled. He hadn't expected this monk to be so powerful, easily neutralizing his full-force attack.

But he was not discouraged; instead, it fueled his fighting spirit even more.

The battle between Nangong Yehua and the monk master gradually escalated in the open space behind the temple.

Nangong Yehua initially made tentative moves, but each attack was skillfully neutralized by the monk master, which made him somewhat anxious.

As the battle intensified, Nangong Yehua realized that if things continued like this, he would likely find it difficult to win.

So he took a deep breath, gathered all his inner energy, and prepared to unleash his ultimate technique.

Nangong Yehua shouted:

"The Demon Blade Thousand Blades!"

His voice echoed in the empty backyard, filled with authority and a chilling aura.

With his shout, his hands were instantly covered by a ball of purple demonic energy, which seemed to have a life of its own, constantly rolling and surging on his hands.

Nangong Yehua's arms seemed to have transformed into two sharp blades, and each finger seemed to have been endowed with the sharpness to cut through everything.

He moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of purple lightning, and charged towards the monk master.

The purple demonic energy flowed along the hand blade, forming sharp blade beams that seemed to tear space apart.

Upon seeing this, the monk's face also showed a solemn expression. He put his hands together, and a golden Buddhist light emanated from his body, forming a solid protective shield.

Nangong Yehua's "Thousand Blades of Demonic Blade" slammed into the protective shield, producing a deafening roar.

Purple demonic energy and golden Buddhist light intertwined and collided in the air, bursting out with intense energy fluctuations.

The moment Nangong Yehua unleashed the "Thousand Blades of Demonic Blade," the entire backyard of the temple seemed to be shrouded in purple demonic energy.

Although the monk master was prepared, he was still shocked when he saw the hands covered in purple demonic energy and transformed into hand blades.

The purple demonic energy swirled with an eerie light, seemingly containing endless evil and destruction.

Although the monk's protective shield blocked the attack, the strong impact still forced him back a few steps, and he felt a tremor in his heart.

He stared at Nangong Yehua, his eyes filled with astonishment and doubt:

"Are you from the devil's way?"

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yehua's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He replied calmly:

"Master, you misunderstand. Although I practice an unorthodox martial art, I am not a member of the demonic path."

"It's just that the Demon Blade Thousand Blades technique is indeed quite strange, which is why people have this misunderstanding."

The monk master was shocked by Youdao

"No, you're a demonic cultivator."

After recognizing that Nangong Yehua's "Thousand Blades of Demonic Blade" was a demonic martial art, his eyes instantly sharpened.

He was well aware of the dangers of demonic martial arts and understood that he must never be careless when fighting against demonic cultivators.

The monk took a deep breath, and the Buddhist light surrounding him instantly became even brighter. He roared:

"The Great Thousand Buddha's Hand!"

Chapter 236 Miyamoto Musashi - Demon Soul

His voice was filled with authority and anger.

With his shout, the monk master's hands quickly formed a mudra, and golden Buddhist light gathered in his palms, forming a huge golden hand.

The palm seemed to be formed from countless rays of Buddha light, exuding a solemn and sacred aura.

The monk master moved, and the golden "Great Thousand Buddha Hand" attacked Nangong Yehua like a shooting star, accompanied by a whistling wind.

Wherever the palm strike passed, space seemed to be torn apart, revealing black cracks.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yehua's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected this bald monk to act so quickly and decisively.

He hurriedly mobilized his internal energy to prepare to withstand this fatal blow.

However, the power of the "Great Thousand Buddha Hand" was too great. Nangong Yehua felt an irresistible force coming towards him, instantly sending his body flying.

He tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Nangong Yehua struggled to get up from the ground, a trickle of blood already seeping from the corner of her mouth.

He looked up at the monk master and saw a determined light shining in his eyes, as if he wanted to destroy all the demons under the Buddha's light.

Nangong Yehua knew that she had no way out.

He took a deep breath, gathering the demonic energy within his body once more, preparing for the final battle with the high monk.

Nangong Yehua struggled to get up from the ground. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, the scarlet color standing out starkly against his pale face.

A glint of madness flashed in his eyes, followed by a cruel smile that curled at the corner of his mouth as he chuckled.

"Since you've been recognized,"

Nangong Yehua's voice was hoarse and gloomy.

"Then you should die."

Every word seemed to come from hell, filled with evil and murderous intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Yehua was once again enveloped in purple demonic energy.

He raised his hands high, and demonic energy swirled and condensed wildly in his palms, as if to tear apart the shackles of this world.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Yehua uttered several strange incantations, his voice low and mysterious, as if summoning some terrifying power.

As the incantation was recited, the demonic energy around him became even more violent, and purple light shot straight into the sky.

"The Boundary of the Tomb - Open!" Nangong Yehua shouted, and the purple demonic energy instantly erupted, forming a huge vortex.

At the center of the vortex is a deep black hole, seemingly leading to another world.

A chilling wind blew from the black hole, accompanied by mournful ghostly wails, sending shivers down one's spine.

Nangong Yehua's figure became blurred under the shroud of demonic energy, with only his scarlet eyes flashing with cruel light.

He walked step by step toward the monk master, each step seemingly treading on the edge of death.

The surrounding air seemed to be oppressed by his imposing aura, becoming heavy and oppressive.

The monk looked at Nangong Yehua before him, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

He never expected that Nangong Yehua would be able to open such a terrifying gate to the demon realm.

With a loud shout from Nangong Yehua, a crack suddenly appeared in the purple vortex of demonic energy, and a dark aura surged out, as if it would devour the entire world.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure slowly emerged from the gate to the demon realm; it was none other than the summoned "Miyamoto Musashi - Demon Soul".

As soon as Miyamoto Musashi appeared, he exuded a sharp killing intent. His eyes gleamed with a cold light, as if they could see through all hypocrisy and lies.

Chapter 237 Golden Light Buddha Kingdom: Gods and Buddhas Everywhere

Miyamoto Musashi was dressed in black armor and held a long sword that exuded demonic energy, the tip of which was pointed directly at the monk master.

With a "whoosh," Miyamoto Musashi drew his sword without hesitation and attacked the monk master.

The sword light streaked through the air like a bolt of lightning, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound. The sword energy was incomparably sharp, seemingly capable of cleaving through any obstacle.

Upon seeing this, the monk's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Nangong Yehua to be able to summon such a powerful demonic soul.

But he was, after all, a highly respected monk, and in the face of such an attack, he remained calm and composed.

Faced with Miyamoto Musashi's relentless attacks, the monk master took a deep breath and quickly entered a state of extreme concentration.

He quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Golden Buddhist light suddenly burst forth from his body, forming a dazzling light shield.

"The spiritual scriptures protect you!"

With a low shout, the golden light shield instantly became indestructible, as if it could withstand any attack in the world.

Miyamoto Musashi's sword energy struck the light barrier, producing a deafening roar.

However, the golden light shield was like a mirror, reflecting the sword energy back without causing any damage.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes narrowed, clearly not expecting the monk master's "spiritual sutra protection" to be so powerful.

He moved and swung his sword again, but each attack was easily neutralized by the golden light shield.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the monk master quickly mobilized his internal energy, preparing to launch a counterattack against Miyamoto Musashi.

He clasped his hands together, and a Buddhist light emanated from him, as if an invisible force was brewing within him.

Nangong Yehua watched the battle from the sidelines, feeling a little anxious.

He hadn't expected the monk master's "spiritual protection" to be so powerful, actually able to withstand Miyamoto Musashi's attack.

He knew that if things continued like this, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat this high monk.

Therefore, Nangong Yehua decided to take action himself. He moved swiftly and instantly rushed in front of the monk master.

As Nangong Yehua rushed forward to launch a fierce attack, a resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the monk master.

He knew that he had to go all out against the combined forces of Nangong Yehua and Miyamoto Musashi.

Asking for flowers

"Golden Light Buddha Kingdom—Awaken!" The monk master shouted, his voice booming like a great bell, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

As he finished speaking, the entire space seemed to tremble.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light emerged from the darkness of the night, as if it were surging out from the endless void.

The golden light spread rapidly, enveloping the entire battlefield.

Amidst the golden light, golden Buddha statues slowly emerged, some sitting, some standing, some with kind and benevolent eyes, others with fierce and wrathful expressions, each radiating a solemn and sacred aura.

These Buddha statues seemed to form an independent Buddhist kingdom, enveloping both Nangong Yehua and Miyamoto Musashi within it.

Within this golden Buddhist kingdom, the attacks of Nangong Yehua and Miyamoto Musashi seemed to have lost their former power.

Their sword energy and demonic energy were silently dissolved when they touched the golden Buddha statues.

Both Nangong Yehua and Miyamoto Musashi were taken aback.

They had never seen such powerful defensive skills, nor had they ever imagined that a monk master could create such an independent spatial dimension.

Chapter 238 The Ten Kings of Hell - Opening

Nangong Yehua's expression was solemn; he knew that this battle was becoming increasingly difficult.

He must devise a more ingenious strategy to have any chance of breaking through the defenses of this golden Buddhist kingdom.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes flashed coldly as he brandished his longsword, repeatedly attempting to attack the golden Buddha statues, but each time he was blocked by the golden light.

Inside the Golden Buddha Kingdom, Nangong Yehua and Miyamoto Musashi faced countless golden Buddha statues, their attacks proving utterly powerless against the "093" Buddha statue.

The Buddha statues seemed to possess boundless power; every wave of their arms and every chant they uttered transformed into golden energy waves that surged toward the two of them.

Nangong Yehua and Miyamoto Musashi could only dodge and defend, but under this endless attack, they gradually felt powerless and their bodies began to become unsteady.

Golden energy waves rained down on them relentlessly, constantly assaulting their defenses and rapidly depleting their true energy.

Just as the two were about to give up, the monk suddenly shouted:

"The Buddha's light shines!"

As he shouted, the entire Golden Light Buddhist Kingdom seemed to light up. An extremely dazzling golden light burst forth from the monk master, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

The golden light contained boundless Buddhist power, seemingly capable of purifying all evil and darkness.

The golden light shone directly on Miyamoto Musashi, and his figure began to blur in the golden light.

Miyamoto Musashi let out a shrill scream as his body rapidly disintegrated in the golden light, turning into countless fragments that eventually vanished into the air.

Nangong Yehua witnessed Miyamoto Musashi being shattered into pieces, purified by the Golden Light Buddhist Kingdom, and returned to the gate of the Demon Realm. His expression became extremely solemn.