Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 602: Destroying the Cold Sand Sect

Han Shan was taciturn, but that did not mean his feelings towards his brothers were indifferent.

On the contrary, Han Shan had the closest relationships with the other eight brothers.

Ten thousand years ago, when the nine brothers were still part of a small-town mercenary group, they stumbled upon the legacy of a Great Emperor's tomb during an adventure.

This discovery rapidly advanced their strength, and eventually, they founded the Cold Sand Sect.

Therefore, the bond between the nine brothers was extremely profound.

Now, witnessing the slaughter of four of his brothers, how could he not be furious, how could he not be enraged.

"Die!"

Han Shan's teeth were gritted with rage as he abandoned Fu Hu, charging towards Ye Xuanji and the others.

"Be careful!"

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Fu Hu, keeping an eye on everything below, saw Han Shan suddenly give up on him and urgently warned.

Golden lotuses surged behind Fu Hu, turning into a sky full of brilliance, assaulting Han Shan in an attempt to stop him.

However, Buddhism's Buddhist Laws were better suited for defense and were far from rivaling others' offensive capabilities.

Throughout his battle with Han Shan, he had always been on the defense. Now, switching from defense to attack, he immediately exposed vulnerabilities.

"Bald donkey, courting death!"

Han Shan's hand reached out, holding a scroll that hadn't been there before. Laws surged forth, and the Dao roared mightily.

A vast aura emanated from the scroll, runes filled the sky, and countless crystalline Dao formed chains that swept across the void.

"Hm!" Fu Hu, already an entire Realm weaker than his opponent, had been holding on against Han Shan only by using defensive techniques and relying on the centuries-old foundations of Golden Buddha Mountain.

Not daring to be careless, the golden lotuses contracted, and Fu Hu was surrounded by shields of golden light, barely blocking the Law from the scroll.

But in that moment, Han Shan had already sped off far below, charging towards Ye Xuanji.

Han Shan clutched a purple talisman in his hand, muttering incantations. The talisman transformed into a robust Lei Mang as thick as a bucket, rivaling the might of a common heavenly thunder.

"Benefactor, be careful, this is a Great Emperor's Talisman, capable of invoking the supreme Heavenly Tribulation. If struck, one will surely be reduced to dust."

Luo Du and the other monks' faces changed drastically as they loudly cautioned Ye Xuanji.

Talismans were incredibly precious, especially ones refined by a Great Emperor which were even rarer. Each use meant one less talisman, and Han Shan hadn't resorted to it even against Fu Hu.

Now, having lost his reason after the tragic deaths of his four brothers, he employed his strongest measure.

"You old fool, killing my brothers, prepare to die!"

Not just Han Shan, Liu Yi Dao, and the others also came to their senses, all four Great Formations activating, and violent energy erupted in this region of the world.

Four Saints, one Supreme Saint Expert, utilized all their might, determined to eliminate Ye Xuanji.

"A bunch of ants."

Having been with Qinchuan for so long, his vision and methods had undergone earth-shattering changes. No matter how strong the opponent, they were all insignificant in his eyes.

"Dual Polarity Yin-Yang Palm!"

Ye Xuanji snorted coldly as he used the Heavenly Machine Body Technique underfoot to dodge the sharp edge, and the Yin-Yang eyes in front of him flew wide open, pervading the air with the Qi of life and death.

"Sss, sss, sss"

The raging Thunder Blade, upon contact with the Yin-Yang eyes, violently split open in the center of the life and death Qi, directly swallowing the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Huh?"

"This is a Thunder Talisman found in the Great Emperor's Tomb, how could it have no effect."

Han Shan's eyes twitched, a flicker of wariness rising in his heart.

The next moment, Ye Xuanji's aura surged again, the Yin-Yang eyes completely shattered, and an abyss as large as a territory appeared from his eyes, incessantly absorbing and exhaling the Qi of life and death.

The Qi of life and death spread outwards.

"Ah!"

Liu Yi Dao, charging at the forefront, was immediately sucked into the abyss, instantly dissolving into a mist of blood.

"Second brother!"

"Elder brother!"

Han Shan and the remaining three Supreme Saints were once again shocked and dismayed.

"Ah! You old geezer, your life is forfeit!"

Han Shan roared, any sliver of reason freshly emerged was once more consumed by raging flames.

His entire body was crystalline, his arms radiated golden light and tremendous energy surged toward him.

In that same moment, numerous five-colored talismans materialized around his body—all Supreme Treasures found within the Great Emperor's Tomb, now employed in full force against Ye Xuanji.

Atop Ye Xuanji's head, the Taiji Moon Wheel appeared, casting a faint silver glow and enveloping him entirely, lending him an unmatched sense of sanctity and purity.

"Suppress!"

The Moon Wheel spun effortlessly in the void, agleam with golden light, resembling a segment of the Divine Rainbow as it dashed forward.

The next moment brought a drastic change; Han Shan was struck by this Divine Rainbow, his body bursting into a cloud of blood mist.

Before he could even activate the five-colored talismans surrounding him, Han Shan was subdued by Ye Xuanji.

"What?"

"How is this possible?!"

The surroundings fell silent as Luo Du, Fu Hu, the remaining three from Cold Sand Sect, and numerous monks looked at each other in disbelief.

The ultimate confrontation between two powerhouses didn't come with the thunderous collision that had been imagined and anticipated, but was shockingly quiet.

With just a single Divine Skill!

With a mere Divine Skill, Han Shan was suppressed by Ye Xuanji.

"Who are these people?"

"To be able to transcend the ranks and slay their enemies, they must surely not be ordinary Sect disciples. There must be guidance from a Great Emperor behind them."

With both Han Shan and Liu Yi Dao perishing, only the last three from Cold Sand Sect remained, now paralyzed with terror.

"Flee!"

Regaining their senses, one of the Supreme Saints shouted, turning into a rainbow light and fleeing into the distance.

If even Supreme Saint Han Shan at the Early Stage was suppressed by a single Divine Skill from the opponent, how could they dare to stay a moment longer? The remaining two also transformed into rainbow lights, escaping into the far distance.

"Xuan Ji, don't let them get away."

Qinchuan knew that these monks, given their nature, could easily sever and relinquish even a hatred as deep as the annihilation of a Sect.

They surely wouldn't pursue these three now, so he decided to be thoroughly decent and directly hold them there.

"Yes," Ye Xuanji nodded and said in a laid-back manner.

Ye Xuanji's body shone all over, the Heavenly Mystery Divine Pupil opened, generating a dazzling span of Divine Rainbow. The magnificent light shone brightly as the Pupil Skill tore through space-time, shredding the three escapees.

Thus, of the nine from Cold Sand Sect who came with grand ambition, wishing to take over Golden Buddha Mountain, all perished, their Sect certainly unable to continue.

However, Cold Sand Sect was initially a minor Sect which rapidly rose only due to some legacies obtained from the Great Emperor's Tomb by Han Shan and others. Now, even if it faded into obscurity, no one would care.

"Amitabha Buddha, thank you, Benefactor, for your rescue, saving Golden Buddha Mountain from peril," Fu Hu said, bringing his hands together and chanting a Buddha's name.

After a pause, he continued to speak.

"Though Golden Buddha Mountain has a long heritage, all the Scriptures and treasures within have been taken. Now, there are no Magical Treasures or Divine Skills left in the mountain. Otherwise, I would have invited you all to our Scripture Pavilion as thanks for your support," he said.

Clearly, Fu Hu mistook Qinchuan and his companions as those who had come to Golden Buddha Mountain to loot treasures.

After all.

For tens of thousands of years, the powerful who came to Golden Buddha Mountain sought its ancient heritage and desired to seize its treasures.

However, experts from those major Sects, knowing there was still heritage in the Upper Realm of Golden Buddha Mountain, would not go too far and commit acts of Sect annihilation.

Qinchuan was silent, not expecting that they too were seen as opportunists coming to loot amidst chaos. But he quickly understood that Golden Buddha Mountain had encountered many such people and had come to assume that anyone ascending the mountain had come for its treasures.

He said with a sigh, "Rest assured, this young master did not come here to take advantage any more than I would covet your White Tiger Demon Swallowing Formation, much less a few scrolls of Divine Skills and Scriptures."