A Night of Desperation

Chapter 348: Crush the four in town 346

"Condense!! Nanwubaojiafadiaan...."

Facing the Black Giant, Yu Qingzong pinched a seal with one hand and chanted an incantation, while his other hand raised, shining with golden light, to provide a barrier in front of him, buying time.

Boom!!!

The Black Giant delivered a punch that landed squarely on the golden light barrier in front of him.

The punch, as large as a washbasin, was surprisingly blocked by what seemed to be a thin layer of golden light.

Despite being shaken to the point that his head buzzed, Yu Qingzong had no choice but to step back several times to create distance.

However, the punch was indeed blocked.

"Interesting, he was actually able to block my move..." Yu Hong was somewhat surprised. Where did this expert come from? He did not show up to save people when the Yin Qi Sky Pillar erupted before, but now suddenly pops up to cause trouble after he had stabilized the situation.

Although it was only a strike from the Sixth Layer’s Black Giant that was blocked, his Horror Shadow was inherently stronger than others, born with an attack power that was one cut above the rest.

This seemed to be a special change due to experiencing, encountering, and closely observing these figures in person.

The fact that he could block this indicates that his strength was indeed extraordinary.

"It seems that registering all the Magicians really blew up a lot of big fish all at once..." He immediately realized the likely identity and purpose of the other party.

This guy must be a secret agent of the Buddhist Sect within the Taoist Sects, a hidden stake.

By this count, there possibly weren’t a few of these spies like him; his registration may have offended many forces.

However, since he had already offended them, he might as well go all the way. He came here not intending to honestly and slowly develop his influence and make a name for himself in the Taoist Sects.

Realizing this, Yu Hong became even less merciful.

A few trump cards flashed through his mind, followed instantly by a mental motion.

Another Black Giant appeared beside him.

Boom!

A second Black Giant rushed out, punching at extreme speed, coordinating with the first to assault Yu Qingzong.

Unexpectedly, the old man pinched handprints and took out another delicate white Buddha statue, murmuring sutras and pinching seals.

Immediately, a five-meter-tall Buddha’s shadow rose from behind him, blocking the two Black Giants.

"Do you really think you from Qingchen Temple are the only ones with Secret Techniques?" Yu Qingzong sneered, "Today, let this old man teach you, what it means to respect your elders!!"

Clearly, he had gathered information about Yu Hong before coming and knew about his talents merged from Qingchen Temple’s Five Spirits Spring.

While talent is strong, facing an experienced practitioner who built up their strength over time, it’s not easy to win.

The so-called genius is merely someone who accumulates quicker than ordinary people. Against the old generation who have built up their strength over the years, their advantage is not apparent.

"I refuse to believe this!" Yu Hong pinched another seal; two more Black Giants condensed behind him and charged towards Yu Qingzong.

This time, Yu Qingzong’s eyelids twitched. Four Black Giants’ Horror Shadows already significantly exceeded the range of ordinary genius.

If it hadn’t been for the Vajra Sect’s techniques having a considerable restraining effect on the Qingchen Temple’s Horror Shadows, he would have already contemplated turning around and fleeing.

"Buddha Mother of Myriad Transformations!" He quickly changed his handprints, urgently weaving spiritual power, calling forth.

Suddenly, a more than ten-meter-tall vast white Buddha Mother figure loomed in the sky.

The Buddha Mother had a kind face, draped in white Buddhist silk, and wore a Golden Lotus Wheel on her head. A point of crimson on her brow shone with blood light, clearly visible.

She chanted sutras in a low voice and with a swipe of her hand, a white light palm several meters wide shot straight toward the two Black Giants.

Puff puff.

The two Black Giants were easily crushed.

A mild backlash rushed into Yu Hong’s mind, causing a slight pain at his temples.

Without allowing him time to react, the Buddha Mother extended her hand again and effortlessly crushed the remaining two Black Giants as if squashing ants.

The Black Giants, which were of decent strength below the Temple Master Level, were now unable to withstand a single blow in the face of a higher level technique.

"I don’t believe this!" The intense and relentless look in Yu Hong’s eyes was accustomed to slaughter, death, and fear. He couldn’t believe that the talent he had spent so much time merging and the Daoist Skills he had broken through could not handle an old man that sprang out of nowhere!

As the Buddha Mother approached, he rapidly pinched a Dress Damage handprint, his Qi Condensation and Shadow Transformation Technique now also reaching its complete form.

Right there and then, the Seventh Layer Horror Shadow began to be summoned for the first time at this location.

This was the first time he called upon a Temple Master Level Horror Shadow since his Spiritual Sharpness.

For a moment, humming vibrations appeared in the surrounding air, sounds only audible through Spiritual Sensing.

Behind Yu Hong, a colossal shadow, as dark as a mountain and large as life, slowly condensed from the void, revealing its outline.

That was the true weapon of Black Disaster, a complete Black Giant standing two hundred meters tall.

At this moment, this monster comparable to a sixty or seventy-story building’s immense structure was about to emerge behind Yu Hong.

Only... As the Black Giant’s nebulous body began to materialize, Yu Hong’s spiritual power abruptly spiked, and he couldn’t continue the summoning. Moreover, his spiritual power was rapidly depleting, clearly insufficient to complete the summoning.

He pinched another seal, attempting to continue.

But to no avail.

Clearly, relying on taking shortcuts with elixirs to reach the Temple Master Level seemed to carry significant side effects. Without sufficient spiritual power, the summoning remained incomplete.

"But this should be enough!!" Yu Hong’s expression turned fierce. He changed the seal and used the Black Giant to swipe its palm toward the Buddha Mother.

During this time, the Magicians, initially frightened by the Black Giant’s enormous size, also spotted the clue.

"That guy looks intimidating mostly because of his size, scared me to death. Master Yu truly is a genius to be able to summon such an exaggerated horror shadow!"

"It seems it consumes a lot and can’t manifest in full form. But it’s still unknown how powerful this behemoth is. I bet with such a massive size; it’s bound to win if it slams down!"

"It should be not that simple! The Vajra Sect’s techniques are quite effective at restraining the likes of Qingchen techniques that rely on summoning entities with spiritual power. The outcome is still uncertain."

One after another, the Magicians stood up and pulled back to avoid being affected by the battle.

Ordinary people who couldn’t see would be alright and not affected by the aftermath. But for these Magicians who could see, if they weren’t careful, they could become collateral damage, with their spirits suffering.

A spiritual shock is like the sun; as long as one doesn’t look directly at it, as long as they’re not the main target, they generally won’t feel much.

Buzz!!!

At that moment, huge spiritual ripples exploded one after another, instantly covering a radius of several hundred meters around.

The Black Giant’s massive hand reached down and collided head-on with the white-robed Buddha Mother.

Beneath the exaggerated size of the giant hand, the Buddha Mother’s already sizable body seemed extremely fragile.

But....

Bang!!

The seemingly colossal shadow of the Black Giant crumbled from its palm upon impact. It shattered in succession, exploding into numerous wisps of black, smoke-like spiritual power that scattered away.

One second.

Two seconds.

Less than three seconds later, the entire vast presence of the Black Giant burst like a soap bubble, dissipating into nothingness.

Beneath the shattered Black Giant...

Yu Hong stood in a daze, looking at the dissipating black smoke.

He rarely zoned out, but this time, the Seventh Layer Horror Shadow he thought so powerful... just like that!?

Even if the opposing magic was his counter.

Even if he had forcefully enhanced his power through medications.

Even if his spiritual power was insufficient for a complete summoning.

But that was a Black Giant, almost at War Level!!

Watching his opponent, Iron Arhat You Qingzong, whose expression shifted from shock to realization to scornful laughter.

Yu Hong’s expression suddenly calmed.

Hum!!

In an instant, blue and white fluorescence ignited around him.

Layer upon layer of afterimages abruptly surfaced behind him.

He bent forward.

Stamped the ground.

In a flash!

Boom!!!

Yu Hong vanished on the spot.

Reappearing just two meters behind You Qingzong.

He stood upright, withdrew his hands, and without looking back, walked straight away into the distance.

Behind him, You Qingzong, who still had a sneer on his face, stood frozen in place.

The white Buddha Mother before him, just like him, stood rigid, motionless.

Two seconds later.

The Buddha Mother silently crumbled, turning into white light points that disappeared without a trace.

You Qingzong "wah" spat out a mouthful of blood mist, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

’Really now... I practice martial arts to identify and mend my shortcomings; how could I suddenly have a brain lapse and compete with someone in spiritual power...’

Sensing the commotion behind him, Yu Hong shook his head inwardly.

He had an epiphany that he, a rough martial artist, had stupidly engaged in a contest of magic, his weaker skill. Wasn’t that him being an idiot?

The purpose of his magic training was merely to counter the revival of the Black Disaster and nothing more. If it came to fighting, this less-than-a-year-old magic training was no match for the explosive power of the Tai Ling Skill.

At this moment, Yu Hong became completely calm.

It was to compensate for his weaknesses that he consumed medications to accelerate his cultivation. Having taken medications, why should he compete honestly in magic?

Better to take them out in one move and save time.

Wasting time.

After he left.

The surrounding magicians and people from Qingchen Temple like Zheng Ming, the Dao Seed, all quieted down.

That moment just now, even ordinary people who couldn’t see anything would have noticed the afterimages Yu Hong left, his instantaneous disappearance, and his reappearance as You Qingzong lay unconscious, spitting blood.

Such exaggerated speed, power, and precision left everyone dumbfounded, unsure of how to react.

A full ten seconds later.

As You Qingzong’s blood almost stretched into a two-meter-long red streak, the people finally came to their senses.

Whoa!!

Everyone who reacted had exaggerated expressions.

Most people’s mouths were agape, the shape roughly forming a silent "what the hell".

A few had foreheads creased with several lines, eyes so wide they forget to blink.

The long-haired man from the breakfast shop, along with the siblings from the He family, now stood in front of a chain supermarket a hundred meters away from the Taoist Temple to avoid the fight, all silent.

After a moment.

The long-haired man finally spoke with a dry voice.

"Just now, did anyone, see clearly?"

"....."

No one responded.

All were silent.

Watching in the distance as the Taoist from Qingchen Temple came out to carry You Qingzong away for emergency treatment, nobody felt like talking.

From that one battle, it was clear to everyone that the newly appointed Temple Master Yu’s spiritual cultivation was limited.

Although his magic seemed strong, capable of summoning such an exaggerated Horror Shadow.

But... his Daoist Skills were still weak, unable to fully summon, and as the Horror Shadow dissipated like foam, it was nothing more than all bark and no bite.

However, despite the various issues and deficiencies with the new Temple Master’s magic,

His hand-to-hand combat was solid.

Unable to win with summons, he straightforwardly resorted to close combat.

Afraid of the hand-to-hand fight?

Fists the size of a casserole, one punch could gift a baby-like beautiful slumber. If luck has it, one could additionally experience a rare near-death blood-vomiting sensation.