In the distance.
Li Kuanghua, who had just recently emerged from the Dusheng Nunnery, had an ugly expression on her face.
She cultivated the very Buddhist Dharma of the Dusheng Nunnery, yet she had no idea that their Buddhist Dharma was cruel to such an extent.
She immediately looked toward the elders of the family. "Eldest Grandpa, Second Grandpa, Uncle Tianqi..."
Li Yunlin remained expressionless, following the natural course of the Dao.
He couldn't be bothered with the affairs of others; anyway, it had nothing to do with their Azure Cloud Li Clan.
Li Yunbing took a deep breath.
"They planned this for a long time, spending decades building Buddhist temples. So this was what they were plotting all along.
Fortunately, we found their location early. Otherwise, even if three Body Integration experts arrived simultaneously, killing them wouldn't be easy."
"..." Li Tianqi toyed with his spatial ring, checking the array foundations stored inside for setting up formations.
As for Li Changyao, she was holding the bow obtained from the archer Guan Mingxuan, acting as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
Only Li Xinnian responded.
"What is done is done. Almighty experts will naturally protect the people of the world."
Li Xinnian looked around. "Since Yun Hongcai borrowed our hands to dig out the Dusheng Nunnery, there is absolutely no way they will back down. They..."
As soon as his voice fell...
The family members, each with their own thoughts, suddenly jolted to attention.
A burst of Void Refinement extreme limit Spiritual power abruptly surged in the cloudy sky.
An iron staff continuously enlarged and thrust into the Dusheng Nunnery from the void.
The Dharma Body of a fairy floated in the air, draped in silk and satin that traced beautiful arcs through the sky.
The red silk was woven into a net, unexpectedly intercepting all the faith power heading toward the Dusheng Nunnery.
But how could the Buddhist faith's power be intercepted so easily?
The fairy's expression changed, and she cried out in alarm, "Boss, I can't hold it back!"
As soon as her words fell...
An aged figure abruptly appeared atop the iron staff.
His wizened face was so wrinkled that the lines nearly squeezed together. Extending a hand like a mummified corpse, he formed hand seals.
Countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures from his spatial ring floated into the air; surprisingly, these were the very items stolen from the two cities in Deston Prefecture.
In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy within them was extracted and, under the elder's technique, attached to the fairy's silk net.
This firmly caught the faith power of all living beings.
The elder let out a long breath of turbid air. With just a single glance, the burly man and the alluring fairy both nodded.
The three withdrew their techniques and treasures, leaving without the slightest hesitation.
These three sudden interlopers and their extremely practiced operations left the three forces that had come to besiege the Dusheng Nunnery stunned.
Even Nun Dairou and the two Dharma Masters were momentarily frozen in place.
"Nun, my Buddhist Dharma has been intercepted," Dharma Master Hongzhen said subconsciously.
At this moment, Nun Dairou's face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her Spiritual power condensed into a voice filled with boundless fury. "Yun Hongcai!"
"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will still kill you!"
Having spoken, completely disregarding everything else, she soared into the air and charged toward the direction where Yun Hongcai and the other two had fled.
The "Green Mountain" Daoist technique blasted toward the three Body Integration experts.
To Zhao Guang, Perfected Qinghe, and Wenren Jiuyue, this level of Daoist technique was merely average; they easily blocked it.
However, they did not give chase, only looking toward the two Dharma Masters in the Dusheng Nunnery.
"Old demoness," Zhao Guang sneered. "She saw that we wanted to save Fei Heng and surely wouldn't chase her. Going after Yun Hongcai is just an excuse to run for her life."
Inside the Buddhist pagoda of the Dusheng Nunnery, Dharma Master Hongzhen and Dharma Master Hongdan exchanged a glance.
The final order they received was to use Fei Heng's life as leverage and wait for the Nun to return.
Even with the faith power stolen, Dharma Master Hongzhen still gritted her teeth. Within her divine soul, she continued to push open that Dao Gate.
Though most of the faith power had been stolen, prior to this, the Buddhist disciples in the Dusheng Nunnery had already been refined. Coupled with the accumulation of many years, she dared to try.
"Junior Sister Hongdan, you and Hongjie keep a close watch on Fei Heng." Hongzhen looked solemnly at Fei Heng behind Hongdan.
"If he makes any unusual moves, refine him instantly..."
But before she could finish speaking, Dharma Master Hongzhen suddenly felt her heart pound wildly. Her divine soul trembled as a powerful pressure crashed down upon her.
Instinctively, her Half-Step Body Integration Spiritual power burst forth to defend. However, the Spiritual power she pushed forward was instantly swept away by flames that seemed capable of incinerating all things.
As she stumbled backward, she stared blankly ahead.
A speck of flame headed toward her junior sister, Hongdan.
Behind Dharma Master Hongdan, Bodhisattva Ward held up a cauldron furnace, Buddhist fire guarding her front.
Dharma Master Hongdan, who had spent her entire life refining others, adept at playing with fire and even capable of forcing people to undergo body-snatching rebirth, played all her trump cards in an instant, yet she couldn't even block a tiny cluster of flame.
The flame illuminated Dharma Master Hongdan's completely red face. In an instant, her eyes became bloodshot, revealing sheer terror. Yet she could only watch helplessly as the flame pierced through her Buddhist Dharma and landed on her body.
"Boom!"
It was the sound of Dharma Master Hongzhen being smashed into the ground of the Dusheng Nunnery by Spiritual power, and it was also the sound of Dharma Master Hongdan being burned to ashes by the raging fire!
"Wu tribe Spiritual power? A Sage Elder of the Wu tribe!"
Zhao Guang flickered through the cloudy sky and appeared on the ground.
A rope materialized in his hand, moving as nimbly as his own arm, shooting toward the cloudy sky above the Dusheng Nunnery.
At this moment, a "whooshing" sound filled the cloudy sky. Clusters of flames ignited as if from a bonfire, painting the entire Dusheng Nunnery red.
Zhao Guang's rope continuously spiraled, yet it was blocked by the air itself, encircling a section of the air in the cloudy sky. Gradually, a figure in red emerged from within.
The Nirvana Sage Elder!
Perfected Qinghe didn't dare to be slow.
Pointing a finger in front of him, ripples formed as if touching the surface of water, and a water dragon roared out.
A hint of dread flashed in Wenren Jiuyue's eyes, but he also fiercely swung his right arm.
His long sleeves snapped loudly as ten thousand dagger blades burning with fire aimed their tips straight at the Nirvana Sage Elder.
However, his Dao of Fire was far inferior to that of the Nirvana Sage Elder, dimming in comparison to the flames burning in the air in all directions.
"Hand the person over to me, and I can promise that my Divine Bird Tribe will withdraw from Shadowfell Prefecture."
Zhao Guang was a slippery fellow, willing to do anything to sustain his lifespan.
But upon hearing these words, Wenren Jiuyue already felt some fear. Zhao Guang, however, laughed savagely.
"You are at the Dao Integration realm, and I am also at the Dao Integration realm. Why the fuck are you pretending to be a big bad wolf in front of me?"
"You won't live much longer." A hint of displeasure flashed across the Nirvana Holy Elder's aged face. "No wonder you aren't afraid. But you are not at your peak either."
"If I were at my peak, I could beat three of you!"
With a sharp shout, a vertical eye opened on Zhao Guang's forehead. A Green Dragon Broadsword fell into his hands, sweeping horizontally!
His technique was grand and majestic, turning everything in its path to ashes. Even the two Body Integration experts nearby changed their expressions and retreated.
Afterward, Wenren Jiuyue and Perfected Qinghe exchanged a glance, both somewhat stunned.
They had always been guarding against each other; after all, Shadowfell Prefecture was not a good place, nor was it their home turf.
Even the people of the Imperial Protectors Guard were hiding their true strength.
But upon seeing the Nirvana Sage Elder, this bastard Zhao Guang seemed like a different person. Gone was his usual slipperiness.
That rope was clearly a Dharma Treasure, and the Green Dragon Sword was his signature lifebound weapon.
"What do we do?" Perfected Qinghe transmitted his voice, looking ahead.
The Nirvana Sage Elder and Zhao Guang were engaging in a technique battle without holding anything back.
"What else can we do?" Wenren Jiuyue glanced at the numerous cultivators he had brought behind him.
With a wave of his hand, flying fire-daggers formed an array and charged forward.
"Make this Wu tribesman fall here and bring the Crown Prince back.
Otherwise, in the eyes of our fellow Daoists in the Imperial Capital, the two of us will become cowards, leaving a legacy of mockery for ten thousand years."