Nine Revolutions Star Technique

Silence!

The entire valley was dead silent.

Fa An was killed by a single palm strike from Ye Qingchen?

No one saw this coming.

In everyone's eyes, Fa An alone was enough to sweep through the entire Quanrong Mountain. Unless Chu Zhongyun, Withered Bone Ancestor, Wu Yurong, and Yue Tianyi joined forces, no one could handle Fa An.

Even if someone could do it, it definitely wouldn't have been Ye Qingchen.

"How is this possible?"

On the side of the Loose Cultivators, there was an uproar.

In their view, Ye Qingchen was nothing but a joke. But now, witnessing this scene, they could no longer laugh.

The people from the Extreme North exchanged looks, all secretly relieved. This newly emerged powerhouse from the Extreme North did not disappoint them.

On the Vajra Temple's side, the atmosphere was oppressively tense.

"Ye Qingchen!"

A voice shouted.

Then, out from the Vajra Temple stood a giant monk named Dharma Tribulation, his gaze cold as ice. He was both shocked and furious. What he thought was a sure winning situation had not only been broken, but they also lost Fa An.

He could already foresee how the old Zen Masters in the temple would react with rage upon learning of Fa An's demise!

"What, do you want to make a move too?"

Ye Qingchen looked at him calmly.

"You killed Fa An, you must give our Vajra Temple an explanation!" Dharma Tribulation's voice was icy, without a shred of emotion.

"An explanation? What kind of explanation?" Ye Qingchen asked.

"Debt must be repaid, killing must be answered with death, it's only natural!" Dharma Tribulation declared categorically, "You must come back with me to the Vajra Temple and await the host's judgment!"

Ye Qingchen looked at him curiously, his gaze sweeping over the Blood Robe Elder, who lay dead on the ground, Jin Lie, whose half body had been reduced to dust, and some other shattered corpses, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile:

"I killed Fa An, so I must pay with my life. Did Fa An not also owe a life for killing so many?"

"Fa An was a disciple of our Vajra Temple, naturally gifted, the reincarnation of the Buddha. As the direct disciple of the host, how could he be compared to those ants? Ye Qingchen, I ask you one more time!"

Dharma Tribulation's voice was chilling, like ice, sending shivers down one's spine.

Hearing this, Withered Bone Ancestor almost jumped in anger. Other Loose Cultivators also showed displeasure; these monks were indeed shameless to the extreme, being able to say such things.

"If you obediently leave Quanrong Mountain now, perhaps I might spare your lives!" Ye Qingchen's eyelids lowered slightly, already losing patience.

"Senior Brother Dharma Tribulation, why waste words with him? If he doesn't want to come with us, then let's cripple him first and take him back to the Vajra Temple!"

Amidst the roar.

A staff-wielding Martial Monk stepped forward.

This Martial Monk was extremely thin, like a bag of bones, resembling a skeleton. But his entire body was bronzed, as if molded with copper and iron, shining with brilliance.

He resembled the legendary relic of the Buddha.

At this moment, his aura was even three points stronger than that of Fa An before!

He shook his hands and the long staff of the Martial Monk created a dazzling staff shadow, bearing down like a tidal wave. As he raised his hand and turned, the plethora of staff shadows transformed into a black dragon, swooping down to bite Ye Qingchen!

Bang!

The giant staff swept across, creating a terrifying sonic boom, and the surrounding space twisted and blurred with the endless staff shadows.

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingchen's gaze turned chilly.

Boom!

In an instant.

The vast staff shadow, like spring snow under the scorching sun, vanished into thin air. Before the staff-wielding Martial Monk could react, he saw a translucent hand, seemingly emerging from the void, reaching out to grab him!

"Get away!"

The staff-wielding Martial Monk's expression changed, suddenly roaring like a wrathful Vajra, lowering his brows like a Bodhisattva.

His entire body's True Qi soared to the extreme, the staff in his hand crashing down with force, like a pillar propping up the sky, crashing down with terrifying momentum, intending to smash this hand to pieces!

However.

This hand moved with a host of afterimages, maximizing skill, and despite being slower, it reached first, penetrating the staff's shadow, capturing the staff-wielding monk under everyone's shocked gaze.

Then, Ye Qingchen stepped on him:

"Since you don't want to leave, then stay for good!"

"Bastard, let me go!"

The staff-wielding Martial Monk shouted angrily, face twisted, his eyes nearly spitting fire. He was the respected Three-star Elder of the Vajra Temple; when had he ever been stepped on by someone?

His True Qi surged wildly, the radiant golden Buddha light exploding from his body, like a comet bursting, making it hard for anyone to look directly. Endless killing intent poured out:

"Ye Qingchen, if you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, once I'm free, I will certainly slaughter your entire family, wipe out your kin! Let you know the consequences of insulting a disciple of the Buddhist sect!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingchen's face remained calm as he applied slight pressure with his foot.

Boom!

The staff-wielding monk's body trembled, feeling an overwhelming force rushing over him.

"Buzz!"

Without a shred of hesitation.

A flash of light enveloped him, instantly a Golden Bell seemed to descend from the sky, protecting him entirely. Outside the Golden Bell, luminous dragons and tigers could be seen.

Dragon and Tiger Facing Heaven!

The Vajra Temple's secret Buddhist technique.

At this moment, the staff-wielding monk utilized his Earth Immortal Sixth Layer cultivation to its peak. As the golden light appeared, a surging force roared, sweeping in all directions, blowing away all the bystanders.

Even Chu Zhongyun and others swayed slightly, as if caught in a monstrous tsunami.

However.

Ye Qingchen stood unmoved like a towering Mount Tai.

"Think this can stop me?"

Looking coldly at the staff-wielding monk, Ye Qingchen's eyes flashed a chill, and Ancient Dragon Elephant Power surged to the extreme. Torrential brute force poured down like a tide!

Boom!

The golden light shattered with a bang.

In the depths of countless eyes.

The staff-wielding monk was crushed into the ground by Ye Qingchen's foot, the earth trembled, forming a crater several meters deep. His entire body was crushed with limbs broken, chest caved in, and he died on the spot!

Before dying, the face of the staff-wielding monk was filled with terror.

He, the mighty Three-star Elder of the Vajra Temple, who had cultivated Esoteric Technique for eight hundred years, mastering the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, yet couldn't withstand a single foot from Ye Qingchen?

In an instant.

The entire valley fell silent once more.

Even Dharma Tribulation, his pupils shrank sharply.

Many Loose Cultivators almost popped their eyes out!

Everyone knew.

Earlier when Ye Qingchen killed Fa An, it might have been due to Fa An's carelessness. But now killing another, the implication behind this was simply too enormous to fathom!

"Ye Qingchen, you dare kill our Vajra Temple's personnel, I will not rest until you are dead!"

The shocked Dharma Tribulation suddenly snapped back to reality.

And at this moment.

The remaining three Vajra Temple members could no longer hold back, and attacked in rage!

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