And he was bald, of the Human Race, and had obtained the Know Hear Bell.

Then there was also the matter of the Nian Zen Master of Mount Sumeru, who had once crossed the river alone in a skiff.

Who else could this young bald cultivator, who had suddenly made his move at this moment, be but a young monk from Mount Sumeru?!

Yang Yu, the fifth-ranked new king on the Heaven List, after twice meeting death and twice turning back the flow of time to resurrect, finally fell into eternal silence.

To sacrifice life and death for the Know Hear Bell, and ultimately perish before it – perhaps this could be considered a kind of fulfilled wish.

Of course, Yang Yu himself would certainly not think this way.

His body turned to ash, his Buddha light extinguished.

His monk’s robe, the wooden hammer he held, the wooden fish hidden away… all were seen through, decomposed, and burned.

Only that final roar of fury, those three words, “Mount Sumeru,” truly crashed down on Jiang Wang like a mountain.

Falling into the boundless sea of fire, they were surprisingly not consumed. Instead, the sound manifested into form, one word leaping into another, one character transforming into another.

Golden light flowed and swirled, the characters shuttling through the sea of fire.

Though still being burned, they did not immediately dissolve. They evaded the Know Hear, then word by word, smashed down on the enemy’s head, transforming into a golden pagoda that directly enveloped and imprisoned this green-robed bald cultivator who had attacked with his sword!

Yang Yu understood the Know Hear Bell too well!

Given the opportunity, he even had the confidence to completely suppress this young monk from Mount Sumeru using the Know Hear Bell.

It was a pity that events transpired too suddenly. The bald thief from Mount Sumeru had not given him a single chance.

In the final moments of his life, he transformed the ‘Divine Resolve, Undying Curse’ into the ‘Vajra Subduing Demon Curse,’ utilizing an instantaneous shift in the essence of his Buddha thought to evade the Know Hear of the Know Hear Bell. And with the sound of the three words “Mount Sumeru,” he stacked them into an Eight Treasures Pagoda, sealing the young monk who had killed him.

At this moment, there were no evils beyond the heavens; the Great Bodhisattvas could not intervene here.

If not for this matter, for what else could I strive?

Indeed… indeed, I am already dead.

Indeed, the rat monk from Black Lotus Temple is still nearby.

But if the Know Hear Bell were to be taken away by the monk of Mount Sumeru just like this, it would be better to remain in the hands of the enemy!

No matter what, that is still a Demon Realm’s Know Hear Bell, not a Human Race’s bell!

This last remnant thought, of course, also dissipated like smoke.

But the golden shimmering Buddha pagoda, after all, was already suppressing the spot.

Yang Yu’s emotions… could perhaps be understood.

Or perhaps not.

When Rat Jialan heard the ringing of the Know Hear Bell and saw the bell itself, his eyes lit up!

He had searched far and wide without finding it, and now he had obtained it without any effort!

The moment Yang Yu turned to ash, he had already stepped through the divine sea. Behind him, the phantom image of an enraged Vajra condensed, a golden Buddha palm, brilliant with light, reached out holding a Black Lotus Sacrifice Altar. Like holding a bowl, it instantly covered the Eight Treasures Pagoda!

The Black Lotus Sacrifice Altar, at this moment, shifted from solid to ethereal, penetrating the Eight Treasures Pagoda and the long sword of the green-robed bald cultivator, accurately landing on the Know Hear Bell. It annihilated half the ringing sound that was already shaking, bringing it to complete silence.

What was so great about a monk from Mount Sumeru?

The Great Bodhisattva Nian Zen Master was dead.

This Divine Arrival realm young monk’s death was not the result of being blown into flying ash by Yang Yu. It was indeed abrupt; strong as the fifth-ranked new king of the Heaven List, his body was destroyed and his spirit extinguished in an instant. But with Rat Jialan’s vision, he could, of course, clearly see what had played the key role. Therefore, the first thing to do in this battle was to strip away the Know Hear Bell!

And this point, for the current him, was not impossible. All his preparations for entering the Divine Xiao world were aimed at seizing the Know Hear Bell; he had originally left enough methods to deal with the Know Hear Bell.

To say ‘deal with the Know Hear Bell’ was elevating himself too much. But to deal with the young monk holding the bell, to prevent him from exerting the power of the Know Hear Bell, the Great Bodhisattvas of Black Lotus Temple had countless means.

In such a moment, one after another…

Jiang Wang, who had just emerged from the mirror world, in the situation where his primary target, Spider Lanruo, had been alerted early, decisively shifted his target. He burned and killed Yang Yu, completing the feat of instantly killing a Demon Race Heaven List new king.

But Yang Yu was absolutely not a soft persimmon to be pinched either. Although the Know Hear Bell saw through him, all his defenses were ineffective before the Threefold True Fire, but at the moment of death, he still left his own counterattack.

The Vajra Subduing Demon Curse, transforming into Buddha words, suddenly passed through the sea of fire, turning into an Eight Treasures Pagoda to suppress. He also shook the Know Hear Bell for the first time, to analyze this Eight Treasures Pagoda.

It was a pity the bronze bell only rang for half a sound before it was sealed by Rat Jialan with the Black Lotus Sacrifice Altar. After all, it was the work of the Heaven Demon sealing the bell; no matter how fast Longxiang Temple’s methods were, they could not cut it off.

A black lotus mark was engraved on the body of the ancient copper bell, and the power to ‘Know Hear’ abruptly stopped.

The situation was greatly dangerous!

Though Rat Jialan and Yang Yu were enemies who had perished twice, they achieved perfect cooperation in this way.

The so-called ‘the dead help the living,’ was not unique to the Human Race.

And Jiang Wang, who had opened his vocal cords to the immortal state, also captured the messages of more strong cultivators rushing in at this moment, such as Spider Lanruo, such as Ling Xihua, each one capable of fighting him to the death!

He directly fell downwards—

Beneath his feet was the flying flow of Threefold True Fire, the first step burning through the Eight Treasures Pagoda.

Targeting this technique which had lost its master, half a sound of Know Hear was already enough.

Of course, Rat Jialan had already arrived!

The true fire scattered, and the green cloud again stepped and crushed. The sound of broken jade suddenly rose, the long sword on Rat Jialan’s fist connected three times, blocking Rat Jialan’s offensive while also using the sword edge to shift his position. Jiang Wang’s body flew and plundered quickly, almost brushing past the shoulder of this true successor of Black Lotus Temple and leaving. His speed was like a startled swan, only giving a glance’s time.

Rat Jialan’s seal flipped the heavens, the Vajra phantom behind him opened his angry eyes, two paths of Buddha light shot out quickly, straight after Jiang Wang’s now bald head.

Jiang Wang suddenly turned back!

His clear eyes had already turned to red-gold, the Qian Yang Red Pupils were released, immortal light colliding with Buddha light!

The red-gold gaze smashed the golden gaze! Furthermore, a flame flower in the form of Threefold True Fire fell on Rat Jialan’s body.

Rat Jialan had a feeling of being targeted everywhere, and he knew deeply that this was not an illusion. From entering the Divine Xiao world until now, this young monk from Mount Sumeru had been observing for who knows how long! He had to change, to display power he had never displayed before, so that he could open a path to victory, and not enter the jar.

With a large hand, he grabbed and pulled down his monk’s robe, like a night curtain rolling up, taking away this dangerous flame flower, not giving it an opportunity to continue seeing through him.

His sturdy upper body was thus exposed. Block after block of muscle bulged, forming the shapes of various Buddhas’ backs, as if all were gripping a cliff, climbing towards the mountain top.

The secret transmission of Black Lotus Temple, Thousand Buddhas Worshiping the Mountain!

It was not like the compassion of ordinary Buddhist families, but possessed majestic power. It had a kind of grand beauty rarely seen in mountain gates.

At this moment, his body was already approaching the limit of this realm, qi and blood penetrated outside his body, actually steaming like hot mist. This further showcased the competition of a thousand Buddhas, an unstoppable momentum.

With only one fist thrown out, there were already a thousand fists falling in the void.

That Thousand Buddhas Worshiping the Mountain, the mountain top was actually Jiang Wang.

And the Buddha seal’s thousand fists, covering his entire body, each fist having various changes, locking down all escape possibilities, trapping the ‘mountain’ within!

At this time, facing the Thousand Buddhas Worshiping this lone mountain, Jiang Wang’s eyes gently shifted, finding Rat Jialan’s gaze.

The world of his divine soul suddenly opened its curtain.

Rat Jialan still saw the Thousand Buddhas Worshiping the Mountain, still the thousand fists above smashing towards the young monk of Mount Sumeru.

But the sky suddenly retreated, revealing an ancient noble gate. The Heaven Gate opened, revealing a dignified and compassionate Bodhisattva, who stretched out a large hand overflowing with flowing light and colorful hues, welcoming the fist with a palm.

The Six Desires Bodhisattva sat at the Heaven Gate!

Whether this time was illusion or reality, within the flesh or the divine soul, Rat Jialan did not care at all. Power was everything; the limit of power was the limit of the Buddha Dharma. Thousand Buddhas Worshiping the Mountain only moved towards the mountain.

He had already displayed his limit, and he had to advance.

So the thousand fists bombarded the heavens, counter-killing the Bodhisattva, impacting the Heaven Gate. No matter in what time, what place, what situation, he wanted to bombard the heavens and overturn the earth!

But in a flash, everything was extinguished in illusion.

That Bodhisattva, from some position in Mount Sumeru, disappeared. That ancient noble gate suddenly closed, making him eat a closed-door soup.

Only that bald shiny green-robed young monk traveled amidst the sky full of fist seals, like a fish in water, like an eagle in the sky.

And it was not to say that his flesh body injury had not yet fully recovered; even at his peak state, Jiang Wang would not hard receive this fist. It was even very difficult to say whether he could receive it.

The Divine Xiao situation was a place where the methods of heaven and demons were everywhere; the divine mountain here was a place surrounded by demon kings.

If unnecessary, why would he willingly collide hard with anyone, easily consuming himself?

Although his divine soul was completely recovered, and he had confidence in facing any opponent, this bombardment at the divine soul level was still just a probe.

A probe into the changes of the Thousand Buddhas Worshiping the Mountain!

Having seen the changes within the divine soul world, his knowledge was supplemented. Jiang Wang’s steps were extremely leisurely, suddenly turning several times, then escaping from the momentum of the fist.

And after pinching the Trouble Fight Seal until it was silently left in his palm, he suddenly flipped it, and the Bi Fang Seal was released!

A single-legged divine bird carried a sea of red fire surging like a tide, meeting precisely that so-called spirit race which was still in a state of piecing itself together!

Just like this, one up, one down, one chasing, one fleeing, the cautious Spider Lanruo had not yet caught up, but the resentful Ling Xihua, filled with killing intent with nowhere to vent, had already come vertically with his spear!

But facing him then was a divine bird and a cluster of red fire.

Having personally witnessed how Yang Yu was burned to death, how could he dare to receive it hard?

Especially as he felt a wisp of sword intent rushing to the sky, the sword tip seemed already aimed at his chest.

Immediately, he propped the bone spear in his hand, opening a bone cage on the ground, blocking in front of the sea of fire. He himself turned into a mass of black fog, rising high into the clouds.

And that green-robed monk suddenly withdrew his sword, folding again in the air, already shaking off all qi machine locks, and flying towards the top of the divine mountain.

The blue sky and blue sea also stretched away!

A startled swan, faintly without a trace.

This kind of reaction, this kind of speed!

Killing Yang Yu, escaping the Treasure Pagoda, fighting Rat Jialan, retreating Ling Xihua, several feats completed in one breath.

Pig Dali had not yet recovered his wits, and that green-robed monk, suspected of being a human anomaly, was already nowhere to be seen.

And Snake Gu Yu, who had also seen that face-changing mirror, naturally understood this battle better, and from this, understood the terror of this Human Race monk even more. It was indeed the successor of the Nian Zen Master who had once crossed the river alone in a skiff; it was indeed the name of Mount Sumeru.

Only that mirror instantly made her think of that afternoon at Lianxi Inn, making up alone in front of the mirror.

She thought she understood why Deer Seven Lang had suddenly killed into that inn at that time. It was clearly the Spirit King’s spiritual sense, capturing a Human Race heavenly proud one!

Thinking of the frowns, smiles, movements, and actions of that time, with a pair of eyes in the mirror staring at herself, and this kind of powerful person… she just felt especially uneasy.

Why did he not make a move against her at that time?

She thought she also understood who had discovered her, why Yuan Mengji had suddenly looked under the bed at that time. There must have been some connection she had not detected.

Then that Chai A Si… and this Taiping Ghost Official beside him, what was their relationship?

Chai A Si, who was concerned, also had waves of emotion.

Seeing that face-changing mirror, he was suddenly shocked.

He subconsciously felt his chest, and then relaxed… Good, good, the precious mirror was still there.

Although divine objects were inherently obscure, looking too ordinary was not good either. It was always easy to be misunderstood!

With his cultivation, he himself could not see the height at which the green-robed monk was roaming, and the net that was about to pounce down!

Spider Lanruo made her move!

The instant kill of Yang Yu by the young monk of Mount Sumeru was indeed stunning.

But of course, she would not be slower in reaction than Rat Jialan and Ling Xihua; the reason for her late arrival was for the opportune moment.

In the direction that the young monk of Mount Sumeru was sure to choose for escape, she opened this net, and contact meant capture.

This net was made with threads of never-aging spring water and knots of karma. Once it entangled the body, karma would not be erased, and the spirit would surely decay.

But just as this predetermined net was about to unfold its predetermined fate, that green-robed monk again fell like a folding hawk… precisely avoiding the giant net that appeared from the sky!

Spider Lanruo’s eyebrows furrowed. Had her prediction been predicted?

And so Jiang Wang had just escaped, and then turned back again, from high in the sky to the mountainside, with a bang!

Red fire threads flowed around his body, a frosty wind stretched out, his Heaven Mansion shook lightly, and one sword struck towards Rat Jialan’s celestial spirit.

At this time, there were no evils beyond the heavens, and his Star Tower could not be used either.

But this did not affect the extinction disaster that his Dao sword could still bring to his opponent.

This was the second style of the True Self Dao Sword: ‘Not me praises me, all are not me!’

One sword pressed down, like a thousand mountains suddenly sinking.

Terrifying pressure directly fell on the deepest part of Rat Jialan’s soul.

It seemed as if countless Demon Race cultivators were pointing and cursing him, his fellow senior brothers turning against him.

You traitorous Buddhist disciple, you evil seed, you are better off being a dog of Ancient Nan Mountain!

Various evil resentments only asked one question:

The whole world curses you, can you bear it?

At first glance, this green-robed monk of Mount Sumeru seemed to have no intention of escaping from the beginning. After assaulting and killing Yang Yu, he wanted to forcefully kill Rat Jialan again!

This was such a terrifying sword; Quan Xihua only remotely felt the sword intent, and the corners of his eyes cracked open with bloody lines.

And Rat Jialan, who was originally annoyed at losing track of his enemy, had just flown high up, wanting to relentlessly pursue this person, and was now facing this return horse one sword!

His naked, sturdy upper body, with muscles bulging into Buddha images, under this terrifying pressure, gritted his steel teeth and was unwilling to evade even half a step.

Instead, he let out a ‘Zha’ sound from his mouth, using only his fleshy palm as a steel knife, ruthlessly splitting towards the enemy’s neck!

He still did not believe that with so many Demon Kings and Heaven Proud Ones present, even without a unified heart, a Human Race Divine Arrival could still turn the heavens upside down?

It was nothing more than trading injury for injury, life for life. As his palm-knife split out, he roared fiercely: “The monks of Ancient Nan Mountain die, the monks of Black Lotus Temple are injured. As for you, monk of Mount Sumeru, are you injured? Can you die?”

For some unknown reason, he seemed to feel a moment of bewilderment in the eyes opposite him, probably shocked by his courage to die?

But what made Rat Jialan most mistaken was that one sword… it was not accurate.

The green-robed monk’s powerful and grand sword passed by his side, missing by an incredibly ridiculous margin.

An existence as strong as the true successor of Mount Sumeru, who had instantly killed Yang Yu, could actually miss a sword strike completely?

Rat Jialan suddenly turned his body, only to see the green-robed monk carrying a momentum of ten thousand jun, one sword chopping down on the mountain platform, breaking open the hairy palm of that giant ape god image, and falling on the bronze giant tripod…

The sparks rubbed off the long sword and the tripod ear were held by a wisp of red fire, penetrated by the grand sword intent, and fell on that spark deep within the ashes.

This Heaven Demon altar was lit up!

What was used to light it up?

The Threefold True Fire, a remnant ember of a Heaven Demon seed!

What was a Heaven Demon altar?

The Demon Race once relied on it to open up the chaos world and light up the light of civilization.

What kind of existence was the Divine Xiao King Yu Zhen?

He once traveled back and forth across the sea of chaos.

What was outside this Divine Xiao world?

Jiang Wang did not know, but outside this world, there must also be the sea of chaos.

Then, when the Heaven Demon altar was lit up again, could it open a short path out from the sea of chaos?

With the Know Hear Bell in hand, could he sense the World Honored One’s journey home?

The lighting up of this Heaven Demon altar in the Divine Xiao world, would it echo Yu Zhen’s past layout of sneaking into the present world?

Furthermore, could the movements in the sea of chaos attract the attention of Human Race strong cultivators? The Human Race had sealed the Demon Race for so many years, it was impossible not to pay attention to the sea of chaos!

Originally without hope, he had come to create hope.

This was the first path he had devised for himself to go home.

Booming sounds of heaven’s drum, the Human Culture flourishes!

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