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"Hmm!?" Yuan Tianshu sensed something amiss, his smile fading as he became alert. He looked around and grabbed a deputy to ask, "What has happened?"

These giant wolves, they had encountered them when they had gone to negotiate in the Northern Jiang Continent.

At that time, the giant wolves were hunting monsters, and a misunderstanding arose between them, almost leading to a fight. Fortunately, these giant wolves were highly intelligent, and they were also quite powerful. After some discussion, the giant wolves joined Yuan Family’s cavalry on their journey to Skull Plain.

The giant wolves had keen senses.

They often gave warning before danger approached.

After several battles, they achieved remarkable feats. Now, at meal times, everyone had to wait for them to start eating before they could move their chopsticks.

Now, the howling of the giant wolves, because of some past events, made these people tense up immediately.

But Yuan Fenglu soon realized something was off, "Big Wolf here doesn’t seem to be in danger, but rather excited. What’s going on?"

"Is that so?" Yuan Tianshu was astonished.

Looking down, he saw giant wolves with black fire burning on their bodies stand up from the ground and look in one direction.

Yuan Tianshu followed their gaze to a series of rolling snowy mountains in the distance. Over the mountains, the sky, which had been clear until now, suddenly filled with thick dark clouds. The low-hanging, leaden clouds sparked with lightning and thunder. The roaring wind caused avalanches on the mountains, and a blanket of white, like a tidal wave, rolled in, covering the sky and the earth.

Within this tide of silver, a black speck was particularly eye-catching—almost the sole focus between heaven and earth.

Its speed of travel was fast, carrying with it the winds and clouds.

One second, it was at the distant horizon, and in the blink of an eye, it was already nearby. In another flash, the figure had landed amidst Yuan Family’s troops. More than a dozen fully armed elite soldiers were startled and instinctively tightened their grip on their long spears, pointing them at the abruptly appearing black figure.

But the gale swept through, bringing with it a raucous din; the sand and stones flew about, making it impossible for these men to stand steady, and they stumbled to the ground, leading to chaos in the surrounding formation as well.

Even Yuan Tianshu, the strongest in the formation, found it hard to endure.

He felt the strong wind hit his face, leaving him gasping for air, and subconsciously raised his hand to shield himself. Even so, his majestic body trembled and he staggered three steps backward. Each step left a deep footprint in the ground.

"Whew!"

Yuan Tianshu was stunned in his heart.

Merely the impact of the arrival was so terrifying; the actual strength of the being itself must be unimaginably powerful.

He first took a deep breath and then lowered his arms.

The swirling dust on the ground gradually dispersed, and amidst the haze, a majestic figure in a black robe appeared before everyone.

Yuan Tianshu looked up and immediately saw a pair of dark, profound eyes. Those pupils were like abysses, as if they contained some magic that could devour spirits and read every secret hidden in the heart. Yuan Tianshu was startled at first, then quickly bowed his head. Soon after, he reacted, his face showing delight.

He brought his hands together and bowed deeply, saying loud, "Yuan Family’s Yuan Tianshu pays respect to the senior!"

"No need for such formalities," Su Heng said gently.

He lifted his hand upward, and Yuan Tianshu felt an invisible force appear beneath his arm. Going with the flow, he straightened up and stood.

Beside him, a giant wolf let out a low growl, "ao wu," and approached, gently nudging Su Heng’s pant leg with its head. Su Heng looked down and recognized these giant wolves as the ones he had casually created before at the abode of the Heavenly Demon.

More than a month had passed, and the number of giant wolves had decreased somewhat.

However, those that remained had significantly grown in strength. Even the weakest, in a one-on-one fight, could overcome an ordinary Heavenly Deceit. It seemed that the Deceit Beasts that Su Heng created with the Seed of Destruction also had their own unique growth system. Moreover, their potential was enormous, no less than some creatures with innate talents and abilities.

He stroked the woolly fur of the giant wolf with his hand, and the wolf made a contented humming noise before lying down on the ground.

"How are things here?" Su Heng’s gaze fell upon Yuan Tianshu and he asked.

Yuan Tianshu seemed somewhat embarrassed since it was not a shining moment for a large group of people to be trapped here, caught in a dilemma of whether to advance or retreat. As for not going to other places, it mainly had to do with the fact that tasks were already allocated before the war began.

Without an invitation from others, it indeed was not proper to rashly intervene.

Nonetheless, Yuan Tianshu did not conceal the truth. He reported to Su Heng the events that had transpired, along with the considerations he had made, in full detail.

"You’ve done well," Su Heng nodded. "It’s unwise to force a confrontation knowing you are outmatched."

"However, now that I have come, it’s time to meet him." Since the old monk had named him directly, expecting Su Heng to come, Su Heng naturally had no reason to back down.

"Good!" Yuan Tianshu, hearing this, was immediately overjoyed.

"Since the senior has decided to make a move, then I shall go and challenge him!"

Having received Su Heng’s affirmation, Yuan Tianshu hesitated no longer and strode boldly across the black line that the old monk had left on the ground. Aside from Su Heng, everyone present held their breath, as though the world might collapse the next moment.

However—

The gale howled, plunging the area into an eerie silence.

Yuan Tianshu crossed the line, but nothing happened.

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"Old monk, come out! The foremost warrior of the Jiang E martial path has personally arrived, don’t dawdle!"

Yuan Tianshu shouted towards the temple, his bellow echoing in the empty monastery. But still, no response came, and his complexion immediately grew ugly.

Yuan Tianshu clenched his teeth and directly stepped over the gap in the monastery wall, entering the interior of the Hundred Buddha Temple.

After a tumult of discussions, he emerged from inside with an ashen face and approached Su Heng, "Senior, the old monk has disappeared, and we haven’t found any trace of him in the temple."

"Could this guy be toying with us!?" Yuan Fenglu clenched his fists, feeling his head spin with confusion.

If this got out, it might become an eternal source of ridicule.

On the contrary, Su Heng’s face revealed a thoughtful expression.

"It’s probably not that," Su Heng said. "I can sense his presence; this guy is strong. He doesn’t come to meet me because he wants to set the battlefield within the Hundred Buddha Temple."

"Arranged inside the Hundred Buddha Temple?" Yuan Tianshu, upon hearing this, first let out a sigh of relief, then furrowed his brows and said, "Could it be that he intends to use the many array patterns left behind in the Hundred Buddha Temple to deal with Senior? Although Senior’s strength is profound, he must still be careful."

Su Heng, confident in his own strength, laughed and said, "Don’t worry, even if it really is a dragon’s den and a tiger’s lair, it can’t stop me."

"I’ll see what this old monk is really up to." Since he had made up his mind, he didn’t hesitate. Su Heng stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye disappeared in front of Yuan Tianshu. When he reappeared, he was already within the temple.

All around him were fallen Buddha statues, and many bodies were strewn haphazardly on the ground.

During their lifetime, these people were formidable strongmen, and even after death, their flesh showed no signs of decay, the smell of their blood even carried a tinge of sweet fishiness.

Su Heng’s gaze lingered on these corpses for a moment, then he chuckled softly, his face revealing a look of realization.

When he encountered Solban in the Law King Temple, he already felt that this person had grand ambitions. Now it seems that it was the monks of the Hundred Buddha Temple who acted against Solban first, only to be countered and slaughtered. Almost all the experts within the Hundred Buddha Temple were killed, as for Solban’s whereabouts, they were currently unknown.

Continuing forward, he passed through the ruined main hall and quickly arrived at a garden on the back mountain, dotted with Buddhist stupa.

In the center of the garden stood a Buddha statue with three heads and six arms, with black fire forming a halo behind it.

The statue was a hundred meters tall, its body pitch black. From afar, it almost resembled a small mountain. Its massive body, coupled with a fierce and ferocious expression, made this sculpture lack the usual serenity of Buddha statues. Instead, it was filled with an ominous aura, frightening to behold.

"Long time no see, Mahākāla." Su Heng spread his perception and enveloped it.

His complexion slightly changed.

"The spiritual power within this Buddha statue is gone, who did this?" Su Heng first thought of Solban, but it seemed not to be the case.

He didn’t sense the aura left by the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique, nor was there any erosion or assimilation by the Seed of Destruction. Even if Solban had forcefully absorbed it, it would only cause chaos and would definitely be a loss rather than a gain for his cultivation.

"Then who could it be?" Su Heng’s brows knit together slightly.

He had been eagerly looking forward to the Three-Headed and Six-Armed Divine Power of Mahākāla for a long time, only to come up empty-handed, inevitably feeling some disappointment.

Furthermore, the unexpected occurrence here would also affect the unlocking of the Heavenly Demon State to a certain extent.

Swish!

Just then, a breeze blew.

The shadows of the trees behind him swayed, bringing a rustling friction sound.

Su Heng’s brows relaxed, finding the answer to his question in the gentle wind. He leisurely turned around, looking toward the sunlight beside the stupa, under the shadow of the Bodhi Tree.

An old monk with a serene face and tattered grey robes was calmly watching him.

"It seems that the person I’ve been waiting for is you," said the old monk.

"Why wait for me?" Su Heng asked in surprise.

"Solban told me, a great calamity is imminent. If there is one person in this world who can bring salvation, that person is undoubtedly you," the old monk answered.

"What I bring is only destruction," Su Heng smiled.

The old monk shook his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but continued, "There are three hundred and twenty-four lineages within this Hundred Buddha Temple. I spent three hundred and twenty-four years delving into them profoundly, mastering them as if they were extensions of my own limbs. Then, I spent another three hundred and twenty-four years integrating these transmissions, creating a Tathagata Divine Palm. I ask you, young friend, to appreciate it."

Upon hearing this, Su Heng raised an eyebrow, showing a keen interest. He waved his hand and said, "Please!"

The old monk didn’t stand on ceremony, first placing his palms together and saying Amitabha.

Then he bowed deeply to Su Heng.

He tied up his wide sleeves and then gently patted forward. The whole motion was devoid of any storage of power or tense muscular flex. It appeared to be a very ordinary palm strike, with no trace of flamboyance.

Yet Su Heng’s muscles all over his body tensed up at once.

He took a deep breath, his face showing a look of surprise, and suddenly looked up.

The ground beneath his feet buzzed and vibrated. All the Buddha statues within the Hundred Buddha Temple seemed to come alive as if infused with life.

They opened their eyes, their expressions fierce, surrounded by floating golden lotuses or thousands of auspicious strands. Accompanied by various astonishing phenomena, they illuminated the heavens for miles around.

And in the midst of all the Buddha statues, the old monk took a step forward.

Bang!

The ground exploded with a roar.

All the Buddha statues floated in the sky, flanking both sides.

And light shone brilliantly from the crown of the old monk’s head, as a profound force mixed with spiritual power surged towards the heavens. Thunder roared, earth-shattering. The mist from the floating lotus dissipated, and in the void, a majestic Buddha phantom appeared, exuding rolling divine might.

It slowly lowered its head, its face bearing an expression of compassion, and then it cast a palm shadow that covered the sky, plummeting toward Su Heng.

"Hahaha!"

Su Heng’s eyes burst with dense bloodshot lines, letting out a wild laugh. Black thunder flashed across the sky, cracks spreading across the Buddha statues.

"So it is, you sly old thing!" He spread his fingers, then clenched them into a fist.

With a loud bang, an ominous aura surged across Su Heng’s face, almost taking on a physical form, "You want to use the Hundred Buddha Divine Abilities to convert me to Buddhism."

"Come!"

"Let’s see if your little temple can accommodate the great Buddha that I am!"

Boom!

Before his words faded, Su Heng threw a fierce punch forward!

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