Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1301 - 773 Who Can Stand Up for the Disciples of the North Continent_3

"..."

The crowd came back to their senses, and quite a few people already had strange expressions on their faces.

Although it’s said that good things come with many trials, this senior brother Taixu is truly down on his luck, first being targeted by Senior Sister You Yao, then as soon as things calmed down, he’s immediately surrounded by this group of monks.

Even calling out such a terrifying Buddha Treasure to capture him.

"Senior Brother, rest assured, this group of monks won’t get to run rampant in the North Continent!"

Since they barely know him, though they shouted this, many disciples still instinctively moved out of the scope of the radiance, some hurried back to report to their elders, while the rest, too embarrassed to leave directly, could only watch from afar, silently mourning for their newly-joined senior brother.

"Hoo."

Several Bodhisattvas took this scene in, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

They glanced at the ground below, their expressions slightly stiffened, only to see that although the white-robed young man had stood up, he still stood by the edge of the cliff, showing no intention of fleeing.

The Bodhisattvas’ eyelids twitched slightly, one who could wrestle arms with You Yao indeed, seeing the Buddha Treasure could still remain calm.

"Tai Xu True Monarch, do not resist, maybe you can still leave with your life... don’t force us!"

These words didn’t even give them much confidence, though they only came to question him, even if they got to the bottom of it and found it had nothing to do with him, but after witnessing the true form of the Great Freedom Pure World Bodhisattva, how could they possibly let him leave alive.

Before the words were finished, the golden rings on the Zen Stick clinked, the piercing sound waves causing everyone’s facial features to twitch, even manipulating the Tribulation Power became exceedingly stagnant.

Buddha Sound Suppressing Demon!

In the hands of several Bodhisattvas, it could exert such an effect, making one imagine if held by a Great Freedom Venerable, they might even be stripped of the ability to flee.

In an instant, the entire Zen Stick gradually stood upright, its body expanding a thousandfold, like a Heavenly Pillar suspended in the sky, then fiercely descended towards Heavenly Tower Mountain.

Feeling the turbulent Tribulation Power, the many disciples who were already situated at a far distance, leapt away again in terror.

At this point, they were even too lazy to utter comforting words to Shen Yi.

After all, those words are meant for the living, and among Third Grade Cultivators, it should be very difficult for anyone to preserve their life from this assault.

If this stick truly fell on Heavenly Tower Mountain.

The entire Kaiyuan Prefecture would probably not have any living beings left.

"..."

Shen Yi, amidst the radiance, seemed not to be greatly affected by the piercing Buddha sound.

He slightly raised his head, watching the descending Zen Stick.

From the void behind him, strands of black clouds spread out, at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, quickly transforming into a massive shadow figure as tall as the sky canopy, the surging black clouds like flames dyed with ink, raging fiercely, fanning the flames of destruction!

"Void matter, disperse for me!"

Several Bodhisattvas could immediately see this massive shadow was large yet without form, aligning with the impression that Taixu Dao Fruit is not suited for direct dueling.

If this was all the opponent amounted to, just this stick should be enough to take him down.

The monks’ faces showed a hint of joy.

However, in the blink of an eye, the black cloud shadow extended a vaguely outlined hand, and before their eyes, slowly grasped the Zen Stick.

The black cloud that should have been dispersed by the stick, although violently turbulent, never truly disintegrated.

It grasped the Zen Stick, gently tapping the end of it onto the mountaintop.

Dong—

A crisp sound transformed into an invisible sound wave that spread, halting the fleeing disciples, stunning the Bodhisattvas in mid-air, and causing the bewildered, dazed citizens to widen their eyes in disbelief. freewёbnoνel.com

In front of the small Immortal Temple, amidst the whistling peaks.

Shen Yi stood calmly, his clothes fluttering in the wind, behind him, the giant shadow holding the Zen Stick, looked indifferently at the few monks ahead.

"We..."

The five Bodhisattvas, enveloped by the massive shadow, only felt their mouths dry, suffocated to the verge of asphyxiation.