Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 338 - 220 Eight Great Vajra Statues_2

Chapter 338: Chapter 220 Eight Great Vajra Statues_2

Just now, Lu Luo was obviously feigning weakness, getting beaten up and running around wildly by Jin Shan in order to attract attention, deliberately using language to infuriate and cause his opponent to reveal flaws. The use of the Crescent Moon Needle was not for a sneak attack but to draw the attention of the Golden Arhat.

At this time, Yan Fengchun finally noticed that their battlefield had completely opened up, forming a straight line with three points. The frontal attack of the Crescent Moon Needle drew away the Golden Arhat, while Jiang Feng sneak attacked from behind, and to avoid attracting notice, he even consciously maintained a distance of more than thirty feet.

Rolling on the ground in a sorry state with visible white bones, but before the two could launch another attack, the Arhat stepped back, brought his hands together in prayer, and activated the Golden Bell Shield to envelop Jin Shan.

"How much skill is this young man still hiding?"

Watching the old monk curled up on the ground in agony, Yan Fengchun couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

At some point, Jiang Feng had taken out a strange weapon from his Qiankun Bag, two feet in length, pitch-black, made of refined iron. The terrifying attack just now had come from this, capable of unleashing such mighty power even from thirty feet away—truly fearsome.

Especially when looking at the back covered in a mixture of red and white, as Jin Shan struggled to get up from the ground, even the chest area was drenched in fresh red. That attack had actually penetrated right through the demon monk!

Seeing this scene, even he felt some trepidation. To be honest, if it wasn’t for those senior brothers watching during the last sect entry examination, or if there hadn’t been so many rules established, and instead it was like the Demon Sect, where disciples were allowed to fight to the death, he might now be meeting his great-grandmother who passed away a hundred years ago.

Moreover, the moves were quick and fierce, closing a distance of thirty feet in an instant to cause a fatal wound, so fast that the Arhat couldn’t even react in time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah, this King will slaughter you, slaughter you evil beasts!"

A heart-wrenching wail echoed through Fangcun Mountain, and the low roar was deafening. Lu Luo’s smile on her face did not diminish, as she taunted in a peculiar tone.

"Ah, such low-level tricks are enough for handling stray dogs on the roadside, right, my lord?"

She stood with her hands on her hips, triumphant.

"Weren’t you focused on practicing Buddhism? How come you’re now starting every sentence with ’this King’? Hmm? Meditate for a hundred years, and you still pine for the throne of the Demon Race, giggle~ truly laughable, as if you have cultivated right onto a dog."

"However, barely breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage with external help, even as a Demon King, you’re merely trash at the bottom of the Demon Race. With your conduct, you’re likely to be torn into shreds by the Demon Emperor on the spot and used to feed pigs."

The severe pain still engulfed his body. If it hadn’t been for the holy infant he had ingested earlier, this attack would have been fatal. Barely getting up from the ground, the intense pain behind him persisted.

One person marveled, another gloated, while Jiang Feng, who had just inflicted the grievous injury on Jin Shan, did not utter a word. Instead, he put the firearm back into the Qiankun Bag with a rather unpleasant expression.

"To avoid attention, the distance was still too far. Even though the barrel and outside are engraved with lightning talismans, it still couldn’t kill on the spot."

"Although the brothers of Chi Xiao Peak helped with the forging, there’s still a great gap in craftsmanship. The accuracy was lacking, and the Penetration was insufficient. Just now, I aimed for the neck."

"Still, it went astray. Next time, I might not have this opportunity."

Blood gushed from his body, Buddha Power almost reversing course. Any mistake in such a critical moment could lead to demonic possession. Forcefully spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes bloodshot, his furious roar was chilling to the bone.

"None of you three will leave today, none of you!"

"Yan Ruyu, open your eyes and take a good look. When you were besieged and killed by the three forces of Buddhism, Daoism, and demons, did you ever repent? Whether it be Fangcun Mountain, the Buddhist Bell, or even the Tower of Sinful Karma, they all fell to such a state just to redeem you, an unrepentant sinner!"

"And you, you wretched beast, are you not just relying on being born into a good lineage? What talents do you have? Without your lineage, you sinner are fit only to be reduced to a plaything."

"You all will be the first Blood Food for this King after congealing the Nascent Soul!"

The fetus finally fused with Jin Shan.

It must be said Lu Luo’s sharp tongue was effective, hitting his sore spots and causing Jin Shan to lose his composure on the spot.

His aura surged suddenly, from the Peak of Core Formation, it leaped upwards, and even his bloodied and fuzzy body began to repair itself visibly fast, its mane standing on end. The hair, once dyed red with blood, now looked as if it was saturated with blood - terrifying.

Even the Kasaya on his body was stretched and torn, the prayer beads shattered, and soon what was once golden fur was completely overtaken by a blood color—no doubt, this was the shortcut Jin Shan had found.

He kidnapped so many pregnant women to extract the fetuses from their wombs, all for this moment.

"Pff, watching this disgusts me."

"Though the Hou Clan has fallen, it was once a great clan, to have fallen so low, and to take pride in what was once golden fur now turning to a laughable blood color."

"You lowly wild..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Shan revealed a ferocious smile and swung his palm forward.

"Lu Luo!"

Without caring about the injuries on his own body, Jiang Feng lunged forward in a swift step, which made Yan Fengchun anxious because the Golden Arhat was just waiting for the two to reveal a flaw, and it seemed to leap into the air even quicker.

But the two friends were truly in sync, and realizing it was too late to stop them, they coordinated their angle and pointed straight at Jin Shan.

"Soul-breaking Finger!"

The Golden Arhat immediately changed direction mid-air to block the heavy strike for his master.

Stepping through the air several times, and treading on iron wire, he directly took Lu Luo into his arms and flew downwards. The girl’s face showed pain, gritting her teeth and grimacing, unable to even speak.

But she still squeezed the young man’s arm forcefully to indicate that she was alright. Before their Nascent Soul formation, the three of them were indeed in a desperate battle, but they still had some counterattacks to make; however, since Jin Shan forcibly refined the Holy Infant to break through his realm, the gap between them widened instantly.

"You little beasts do have some tricks up your sleeves, being able to jump around for a few hours within my Fangcun Mountain, but now take a good look. This is the gap."

Finally, Jin Shan, who was devoted to Buddhism, no longer concealed his aura, which continued to rise, surging wildly.

As he forced his way through to the Nascent Soul, the entire Fangcun Mountain seemed to have undergone some kind of marvelous change.

Heaven and earth mourned, and the mountains trembled.

The Arhat once again shielded Jin Shan, his hands joined together as he propped open the Golden Bell Shield to prevent anyone from approaching. Suddenly, the eight mountain peaks within Fangcun Mountain transmitted violent tremors, shaking off the loose stones on them.

Everyone’s expression changed in shock. They hadn’t expected that after reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, Jin Shan could still display new moves.

Eight Buddha statues rose up, completely shattering the eight mountain heads surrounding them. When they finally got a clear view, their eyes were filled with horror.

Green Disaster Relief, Poison Extinguishing, Yellow Compliance, White Cleanse Water, Scarlet Sound Gold, Purple Sage, Great God, Certainty of Disaster Relief...

The Eight Great Vajra, each holding a Magic Treasure, were imposing and stood dozens of feet tall, towering over the mountaintops.

At this point, Jin Shan, after successfully reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, was finally able to mobilize roughly ten percent of the power of Fangcun Mountain. The towering figures of the Eight Great Vajra wore faces of abhorrence, and there seemed to be a mysterious attraction between them that completely sealed off the three.

Golden light woven from condensed threads swirled around them. The gigantic statues, as if endowed with life, were slowly moving forward at an exceedingly slow pace. The golden halo gradually shrank, and the dreadful pressure increased drastically!

"None of you, not a single one will escape; don’t even think about escaping... Hahaha!"

"Uncle Master never lied to me, Uncle Master never lied to me! You said as long as I took Fangcun Mountain away from Vajra Temple, then Yan Ruyu, who is struggling to survive, would come to me on his own, and I could then avenge my master and the abbot."

"He came, he really came, Yan Ruyu, after I refine you, your life will be mine to take!"

Now, how should the situation be broken?

The three exchanged looks and smiled bitterly, shaking their heads.

Jiang Feng and Yan Fengchun are among the most outstanding disciples recruited from the outside world by Purple Cloud Palace in nearly a century. All three are commendable, with the least skilled being at the Lower Grade of Core Formation, and two at Middle Grade Core Formation. With such a level of cultivation, they had managed to fight Jin Shan, who possessed four Magic Treasures, to a standstill, and even came close to killing him at one point.

Their excellence was evident.

But the more excellent they were, the more disquieting they became.

"Has Jin Shan not refined these three yet?"

In the dark of the night, a figure silently stood before Fangcun Mountain, which was emanating evil and bloodthirsty Qi, with furrowed brows, seemingly surprised.

Nobody noticed that less than a quarter of an hour after Wang Yong left for State City to call for reinforcements, one person returned the same way and stood silently in front of Fangcun Mountain without uttering a word.

It was, astonishingly, the Purple Cloud Palace’s external disciple who had led the way earlier!

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