I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

Chapter 306 - 306 Blood Slaughter Seven Killings, Lian Sheng

Pang Feilong and the other three villains from the Seven Fiends of Lian Mountain wore excessively strange expressions on their faces at the moment.

There was ferocity and anger, as well as terror and dread, and even a touch of grievance.

This little monk before them seemed barely human!

He was clearly intent on exterminating them all, yet he spoke with such righteous grandeur, as if he were performing a noble deed.

What do they mean, "the sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and you find the shore"? It's not turning back; it's getting one's head chopped off!

At this time, Han Zheng felt that the monk seemed a bit malevolent, not like a proper Buddhist at all.

Suddenly, Fang Jueming recalled something and exclaimed, "I think I know who that little monk is!

He is the newly accepted chief disciple of 'White Eyebrow Arhat', Pu Du Chan Master, the abbot of Great Compassion Temple. His Buddhist name is Lian Sheng.

Sixty years ago, during the chaos caused by the Black Mountain Demon, the Great Compassion Temple suffered a severe blow.

There was even a traitor within the monastery, leading to internal strife and significant damage to the Temple.

Therefore, Pu Du Chan Master sealed the temple and shunned the Martial World, not receiving guests until it reopened two years ago.

During that time, it is said that Pu Du Chan Master took in a chief disciple who has never shown his face in the Martial World; his Buddhist name seems to be Lian Sheng!"

The strength of the Five Families and Seven Sects of Southern Mountain naturally varied.

It's difficult to say who's the strongest now, but sixty years ago, it was undoubtedly the Great Compassion Temple.

The Great Compassion Temple was the only power in Southern Mountain that possessed a Divine Weapon containing divinity, the 'Nine Heavens Demon Suppressing Mallet', and also had a Yang God Realm Great Grandmaster.

If it weren't for the fact that the Nine Heavens Demon Suppressing Mallet couldn't be moved and could only garrison the temple gate, the power of Great Compassion Temple would have surged even more.

Even in previous generations, the Great Compassion Temple was one of the top forces in the entire Great Zhou Martial World, as the master of Pu Du was a formidable presence who had entered the Dharma Manifestation Realm.

Although no one from Great Compassion Temple has reached the Dharma Manifestation Realm since then, it has still been the unrivaled leader within Southern Mountain.

It wasn't until sixty years ago, when the Temple suffered a heavy blow and sealed itself off, that its presence significantly weakened.

But now, the disciples of Great Compassion Temple re-emerging in the Martial World will likely stir up another storm.

At that moment, Pang Feilong, seeing that Lian Sheng was hell-bent on a massacre, let out a furious roar, "Brothers! Fight this bald donkey with everything you've got! If I'm going to die, I'm taking someone down with me!"

As his voice fell, Pang Feilong's Qi Blood Essence suddenly surged and then began to boil and burn.

Boundless Blood Slaughter gathered in his hands, forming a towering blade of blood, slashing towards Lian Sheng.

"Alas, clinging stubbornly to your delusions; why must it be this way?"

Lian Sheng sighed softly, extending his hand as golden Buddha Light bloomed, resembling Buddha picking a flower, with a sudden aura of Buddhism about him.

The secret technique of Great Compassion Temple, Buddha's Flower Picking Finger!

Layers of golden ripples spread out effortlessly dissipating the massive, ten-zhang long blood blade.

Lian Sheng stepped forward and transformed into a trail of golden Buddha Light, appearing before Pang Feilong and grasping his head with one hand.

"Benefactor, relax, it won't hurt. It'll be over in a moment; this poor monk will take you to see the Buddha now."

No sooner had he spoken than Lian Sheng exerted force in his hand, and beneath the glow of the golden Buddha Light, a burst of blood gleamed.

Pang Feilong's head was directly crushed into a cloud of blood mist by Lian Sheng's sheer force!

Fang Jueming shuddered at the sight.

Good heavens, this method was even more ferocious than the Seven Fiends of Lian Mountain.

Moreover, after the killing, Lian Sheng's face unexpectedly revealed a hint of pleasure, with even the muscles of his cheeks trembling slightly, as if he greatly enjoyed the act of killing.

Then Lian Sheng chanted a Buddha's name and suppressed the thrill in his heart, his expression becoming serene again.

At the same time, he whirled around and grabbed another of the Seven Fiends who attempted a sneak attack, shattering the assailant's Protective Gang Qi, tearing open his chest, and brutally extracting his heart, squeezing it into a cloud of blood mist!

In just an instant, having killed two Xuan Gang Realm Martial Artists, Lian Sheng's face remained entirely placid, even as his body was covered in fresh blood.

Fang Jueming felt a chill in his heart at this point.

Good heavens, this was no disciple of Buddhism but a vegetarian Asura!

Fortunate it was that Lian Sheng had entered the Great Compassion Temple, for had he joined some Cult, he would surely have been a ferocious demon leader!

Other two Martial Artists from the Southern Mountain's Seven Fiends had just summoned a trace of desperate courage, but were utterly crushed by Lian Sheng's ruthless and decisive actions.

The two men began to flee in complete collapse, frantically burning their Qi Blood Essence without regard to the consequences.

But Lian Sheng's speed was also extremely fast, with golden Buddha Light radiating from his body as he too burned his Qi Blood Essence to give chase, instantly killing one of them.

The other man had a speed-related Secret Technique and, at this moment, he had no time to worry about his brother, desperately fleeing forward.

However, unbeknownst to him, he had already run into Han Zheng and the others.

"Get out of the way! All of you, get out of my way!"

The fugitive from the Southern Mountain's Seven Fiends cursed at Han Zheng and the others blocking his path.

But in the next moment, accompanied by a flash of Blood Slaughter sword light, the already exhausted man had no defenses left and was directly beheaded by a strike from Han Zheng.

[Killed an Early Stage Xuan Gang Realm Martial Artist, obtained 1,000 Qi Blood Essence.]

Putting away the Autumn Water Shocking Swallow, Han Zheng shook his head lightly.

He had intended to harvest a wave of Qi Blood Essence, but someone else had gotten there first.

But it didn't matter, there were no shortage of fiends and bandits to kill around Qianjiang Prefecture lately.

At this time, Lian Sheng also approached Han Zheng and the others, smiling faintly with hands pressed together in greeting.

"This humble monk, a disciple from the Great Compassion Temple, Lian Sheng, thanks this Benefactor for helping me kill that fiend."

Despite that this monk appeared gentle and good-natured, especially with his handsome features giving off an impression of an innocent young monk,

Han Zheng and the others had not forgotten the ferocity with which he had crushed a man's skull.

"Master Lian Sheng, there is no need for courtesy. The Southern Mountain's Seven Fiends are wanted by the Demon Cleansing Bureau; you've slain six of them and the Demon Cleansing Bureau should be thanking you.

I am Han Zheng, Commander of the Kui Character Camp of the Demon Cleansing Bureau, and these are the Demon Sweeping Captains Su Wuming and Fang Jueming from Qianjiang Prefecture," Han Zheng replied courteously and introduced them.

"By the way, Master Lian Sheng, have you come to Qianjiang Prefecture simply to pursue the Southern Mountain's Seven Fiends, or do you plan to attend the Weapon Casting Conference?"

Han Zheng gestured for Lian Sheng to take a seat and poured him a large bowl of tea.

Lian Sheng unhesitatingly took a seat at the tea stand, gulping down the large bowl of tea in just a couple of swigs.

Wiping his mouth, Lian Sheng said with a happy smile, "Accurately speaking, it's both.

After leaving the Great Compassion Temple, I saw the Southern Mountain's Seven Fiends murdering the innocent. As someone from the Buddhist sects, I practice compassion, so naturally, I had to kill them to prevent more deaths in the future.

My master once said, killing to stop killing is also meritorious and is a great kindness.

And indeed, I have come to Qianjiang Prefecture for the Weapon Casting Conference, but not to participate. It's purely to watch the excitement.

I do not use Weapons, why should I compete and fight for those Earth Soldiers and Heavenly Soldiers?

Besides, I do not like to fight with others, because once I do, it's easy to let the killing intent take over.

If I truly were to start a massacre at the Weapon Casting Conference, causing the death of innocents, not only would I feel guilty, but I would also trouble my master and the Great Compassion Temple."

Fang Jueming was completely taken aback.

This monk was simply too unorthodox; he's always talking about murder, and to those unaware, might seem like some kind of demon from the Cults.

Just then, Yan Xuankong's voice suddenly echoed in Han Zheng's mind.

"Mystery! This monk is truly mysterious!

He has the Seven Killings Destiny, and moreover, the most ferocious Blood Slaughter Seven Killings Fate among them!

Such people are born with a cruel and murderous nature, indifferent to life, virtually the reincarnation of an Asura!

Once such a person embarks on the path of Martial Arts, they are almost destined to join the Demon Path or Cults.

The current leader of the top Demon Sect, the Seven Killings Demon Palace, possesses this Blood Slaughter Seven Killings Fate.

Has that old monk Pu Du lost his mind or has he become senile?

He actually took a person with the Blood Slaughter Seven Killings Fate as his disciple; does he want to turn the entire Great Compassion Temple into a den of devils?

With the Blood Slaughter Seven Killings Fate, let alone old monk Pu Du, even if Buddha himself tried to convert him, he'd probably still be struck down a couple of times!"