Peerless War God

The demon dwellers in the front were pushed, while the demon dwellers in the back were pushing, pushing, and pressuring the surrounding space.    

In just two short breaths, the temple had been ruined beyond recognition.    

Black flames sputtered everywhere. The originally golden temple was now in a state of chaos.    

Everyone was forced by the surge of demon dwellers to move the array backwards. It had to be known that inside the hall, the Elder of the Heaven Smiting Immortal Realm couldn't escape and needed everyone's help to control him in order to activate the array again.    

"We can't let the Demon Dwellers invade the hall to disturb Elder Xuan Ye and the others. Follow me and kill them!" Xuan Feng furiously roared!    

Chen Xiao's divine sense had locked onto Ku Chan. He knew that this was the demon dweller's biggest killing intent in these ten breaths of time.    

Three breaths of time passed, four breaths of time passed, and only six breaths of time remained!    

The group managed to resist the onslaught of the Demon Dwellers. The small Arhat Formation had blocked the attacks of the Sage realm Demon Dwellers. Even though the Dao Emperor and the God Soul Realm Shamei were injured, they were able to hold their ground.    

If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to survive for ten breaths of time!    

But at the time of five breaths, the Bitter Mantra was launched into an attack!    

The single-pointed rod in his hand had already been surrounded by a terrifying aura thanks to his accumulated strength. Chen Xiao could tell with a glance that this was the power of law of destruction!    

"Whoosh!"    

The short stick was violently thrown out. In the faint darkness, a ripple that was difficult to detect streaked through the air, blasting apart a miniature mushroom cloud in the middle of the small Arhat Formation!    

After two breaths, the Little Arhat Formation was completely broken!    

There were dozens of corpses scattered all over the place, and their bodies were covered with cracks. Xuan Feng was among them!    

The two-pointed staff had already completely pierced through it, but his hands were still glowing with golden light as he tightly held onto it. Even though he had died, he didn't move an inch.    

No matter how hard he tried to control the Ku Zen Devil Dao, he was unable to find the black-pointed rod.    

Chen Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Xuan Feng's name was Fu Yun Temple and he was trying to stall for time.    

In the last two breaths, without the protection of the little Arhat Formation, the casualties among the little Shamei girls increased rapidly as they were swept up by the Demon Dwellers.    

Chen Xiao activated the spatial technique with all his might and fought with all his might before the Agarwood law of destruction could recover!    

The Netherezim Sword thrust or thrust, and the azure flame in his hands churned along with it, but every attack was easily neutralized by the Buddhist bare hand.    

At the last breath, Ku Chan, who had lost his weapon, had to be careful of the Xuanming Sword in Chen Xiao's hand.    

The Demon Dwellers' last orgy was about to end. The large number of Demon Dwellers around them were already stained with the black and red blood. It was time for them to continue their slaughter.    

The great formation under everyone's feet gradually awoke. An extremely dazzling golden buddhist light flashed, forcing the demons to retreat.    

Ten breaths!    

Chen Xiao took out a small flag and the golden wheel started to reopen with a loud bang.    

The demon dwellers that were still in the array were all crushed into dust, and Chen Xiao felt the tiniest pores on his face were all brushed by Chen Xiao, which made him feel very comfortable.    

However, he still didn't dare to be careless. The other demon dwellers all died, but the strange look on Ku Chan's face didn't seem to be affected at all.    

Instead, his movements became even more violent! He punched towards Chen Xiao!    

Chen Xiao's reaction was as fast as lightning. The Dark Nether Sword in his hand slashed down with the power to tear through space.    

In a single exchange of blows, Ku Chan's entire arm was minced to pieces!    

At the location of his arm, a black rift tore through space and didn't heal for a long time.    

For a moment, Chen Xiao was exhausted. That strike just now had triggered more than half of the mana in his body.    

Ku Chan screamed and swept Chen Xiao away without caring about his injured arm.    

However, the destructive power of the spatial laws was still a level lower than the power of the law of destruction, so they were unable to produce any terrifying black cracks. Ku Chan was only seriously injured, but his death was far from enough!    

"Jie Jie, Xuan Ye, and the little monks hiding in the back, become my food!" Ku Chan muttered to himself as he walked step by step towards the interior of the hall.    

He was like a mad devil spouting nonsense, causing the surrounding Shamei to not dare to approach him. Even Chen Xiao, who had reached the late Saint Ruler stage, was sent flying. At this moment, everyone was scared out of their wits.    

Fortunately, Ku Chan seemed to have no interest in them at all. He only walked straight into the hall and a small black ruler slowly encircled his body. He also recalled the black pointy rod.    

The dragon scale on Chen Xiao's body completely cracked, and the Xuanming Swords flew off into the distance.    

There was not a single part of his body that was not injured. His spiritual sense had also weakened to the extreme. He no longer had the strength to activate the small world within his body. His consciousness gradually became fuzzy, until he sank into darkness.    

"..."    

Within the hall, a short old monk was sitting on a treasure lamp. Behind him were nine little monks sitting on a prayer mat with their eyes closed.    

The figure of Ku Chan gradually became clear. He had already arrived at the core of the Temple of Fa Yun, which was where his former abbot's meeting place was located.    

"Sin, sin …" Xuan Ye's face was expressionless as he symbolically chanted a few Buddhist chants.    

The young monks behind him also recited, "Guilty …"    

"Today, I am going to destroy this temple. Hehehe."    

"Ku Chan, let's do it like this. We've already committed a sin, let's just leave like this." At this moment, Xuan Ye's tone was somewhat sorrowful.    

He understood that Ku Chan could no longer turn back when he had killed his close brothers and sisters.    

Ku Chan was about to say something, but as the words reached his mouth, he was unable to speak.    

His hands and feet seemed to have gradually stiffened as a mysterious aura gradually spread throughout the hall. The scales on Ku Chan's body also receded.    

The black ruler was purified and returned to its original jade color.    

In the white light, Ku Chan seemed to see the bits and pieces of him growing up in the Fa Yun Temple. He also seemed to be able to see the Mystical Texts — their familiar faces and smiles.    

A single drop of blood flowed down. He understood that in the end, it was the Heavenly Demon that controlled him, and not him who overrode the Heavenly Demon.    

With a "puchi", Ku Chan's figure slowly fell to the ground, and a black sharp rod pierced out from his demonic heart. However, there was no more blood. Cracks gradually appeared on Ku Chan's body, and the destructive technique also gradually dissipated.    

After a short moment, the half of the black pointy stick and jade ruler lost its magical support and fell into the great hall. With a crisp sound, Ku Chan was reduced to ashes.    

In the end, he had a thought of turning back. He decided to stay in this hall and no longer be affected by the aura of the surrounding demon dwellers. He chose to destroy Exemplary Dao and dissipated in the Dharma Fate Temple, where he was raised.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]