Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 328 - 214 Identity Exposed_2

Chapter 328: Chapter 214 Identity Exposed_2

"Originally, I came here because I felt something related to Demon Night True Monarch, but it turns out listening to that beast preach for half an hour is one thing, not even a tiny bit of useful information was obtained."

"Yan Fengchun, you’ll see, I won’t let this go when I get back!"

Cursing inwardly.

"Thunderbolt Technique!"

In an instant, he flipped his hand and formed a Thunder Seal, the piercing sound masking his footsteps, he quickly pressed his foot against the perimeter wall and swung out a Sword Qi with precise angle, yet facing such a fierce attack, Jin Shan merely lifted the Buddhist Bell in his hand to block.

"All is void, all laws are void."

The palm-sized Buddhist Bell instantly enlarged a hundredfold, descending from above unexpectedly. His body moved swiftly barely dodging it, but the enveloping Blood Mist and the dire aura surged into his body, causing the young man to be momentarily bewildered, as memories of numerous people flashed through his mind.

Those were the painful wails before death, the furious roars of despair, and it was at this moment Jiang Feng realized the demon monk before him was not like the usual Demon Beasts they encountered.

Most Demon Beasts fight with their powerful physical bodies, but Jin Shan grew up in Vajra Temple since childhood, and cultivated into a human, his behavior undoubtedly closer to that of the Human Clan, and the Magic Treasures he wielded...

"All Laws Return to One!"

Before he could observe closely, all he could hear was a thunderous boom next to his ear, demonic sounds piercing through, he felt his consciousness being pulled away.

This Jin Shan, a demon monk, was not a common Body Cultivator; these methods are truly learned by genuine Buddhist disciples, Buddha’s voices chaotically ran through his mind, countless Sanskrit scripts detached directly from the Buddhist Bell, it was then Jiang Feng noticed the originally blood-colored scripts turned golden.

A shock went through his heart, logically, golden color in Buddhist Magic Artifacts signifies the highest grade, what treasure did this damn dog steal from Vajra Temple!?

"Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art!"

No time to think further, facing the Sanskrit coming towards him Jiang Feng could only execute his most powerful Thunder Technique to counter, the already not very large temple was nearly demolished by this shake, the walls blasted flat by the thunderous roar, only a few Buddha statues and the temple behind Jin Shan, radiating golden light, survived.

As the dust settled.

Purple lightning still wrapped around the young man’s arm flickering continuously, seeming to possess its own consciousness, making cracking explosive sounds towards the demon monk not far away, his breathing a bit hurried, even now after achieving Core Formation, this Taoist Thunder Technique still posed a great strain on his body, unable to be used consecutively.

And the old monk stood with one hand supporting a tower and the other holding the bell, looking relaxed and comfortable, leisurely walking out from the dust, Buddha Light all over his face, it’s just a pity that the slightly yellowing hair under his clothes betrayed his condition.

The inherent form of the demon.

This is the difference between the Demon Race and Demon Beasts, also what Jin Shan most despised about the distinctions of status, even though he cultivated his true form he still couldn’t escape the label "demon," whereas those of pure demon lineage could truly become "human."

The previously disdainful gaze regained some clarity, the brief encounter had made him realize that this low-realm young man in front of him was probably not an easy opponent.

The two, one purple one gold, Jiang Feng with bursting雷lightning entwined around him, like purple snakes, while Jin Shan bathed in Buddha Light, his body covered in Sanskrit, Taoism holds雷(lightning) in high esteem, Buddhism values gold, neither took the initiative to attack yet Jin Shan appeared somewhat more at ease.

The young man flipped his palm revealing the back of his left hand.

A stylishly simple incense burner appeared in his palm, over the past year Jiang Feng only had a few occasions to use the Demon Burning Furnace, now facing this brief encounter he didn’t hesitate to bring it out straight away, showing how much pressure this Jin Shan demon monk was placing on him.

The Thirteen-story Exquisite Tower in his palm, twisting, flashing, once again with a hoarse but robust voice resonating into others’ minds.

"Buddha is also human, human is also Buddha, they always say all beings are equal, but why can they sit above us? And we can only bow our heads in worship!"

"They always say evil people will receive their karma, but all I see around are evil deeds, living carefree, where are the justice and the natural law they talk about?"

"They say the karma of this life is repaid in the next life, but why is this world still unfair, the good suffер oppression, the evil act without restraint? Why do high monks die for people, yet those worshipped are the myriad gods and Buddhas? Why can those utterly vicious people live carefree and unrepentant!"

Clang—

Another strike.

"你this evil creature, not only do you not assist me in maintaining this peaceful age under the heavens, but instead, you help the tyrant, saving those monstrous beasts from fire and water."

"Deserve to be killed, ought to die!"

The Exquisite Tower rewound again, with no warning a burst of strong wind came from behind, the young man swiftly ducked, almost having it skim over his scalp, Purple Lightning enveloping his entire body instantly wrapped around the person behind him, had his reaction not been fast enough this punch would have mashed his entire head into pulp.

He flipped his hand grasping the iron wire and swung it down on the head!

This strike was both quick and fierce, the speed was so fast that the person behind couldn’t react in time, then...

Clang!

A metallic collision.

The intense tremor made his wrist go somewhat numb, by the time he saw clearly who was attacking from behind he almost bit his own tongue off.

"Golden Arhat?"

Yes, standing behind Jiang Feng was a virtually shirtless Arhat showing his muscled torso, bronzed all over, whether it was on his forehead or body, it was covered in indiscernible Sanskrit written with ink.

The most eerie fact was that this person had no realm, not like Cen Zhuangzhuang who was a Body Cultivator, but his Dantian was entirely hollow, even visible to the naked eye was the depression in his abdomen.

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