Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 56 Who is the Demon?

Upon hearing this, Zen Master Hongye's expression changed drastically. His prayer beads snapped with a "crack," and the black beads rolled to the ground. He clasped his hands together, and a faint golden internal energy emanated from his body.

"King Kong subdues demons!"

The old monk gave a low shout, his robe billowing like clouds, and his figure suddenly rose from the ground, rushing straight at Han Yun. Seeing this, the young monk also drew his monk's knife and flanked him from the side.

A cold glint flashed in Han Yun's eyes: "What a fine demon-subduing act! Today I'll show you what a true demon is!"

He lightly touched the sea surface with both feet, his figure moving like a ghost as he retreated. With his right hand, fingers joined like a sword, a sharp force shot out, aiming straight for the young monk.

"careful!"

Zen Master Hongye cried out urgently, but it was too late. The monk raised his knife to parry, but the steel-forged knife was pierced through by the force, and with its remaining momentum, it pierced through his throat.

Zen Master Hongye's eyes widened in fury: "You!"

"What about me?" Han Yun sneered. "You wanted to subdue demons, but you don't even have this much skill?"

The old monk remained silent, forming a hand seal. His inner strength surged, and hundreds of golden, palm-shaped phantoms appeared behind him.

"The Great Compassionate Thousand-Leaf Palm!"

With a furious roar, Zen Master Hongye unleashed hundreds of golden palm shadows that swept towards Han Yun like a torrential downpour. Each palm shadow contained the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, and the sea was churned by the palm winds, creating towering waves several meters high.

Han Yun let out a long roar, his figure advancing instead of retreating, his palms tracing a profound trajectory. In an instant, a black and white yin-yang pattern appeared around him, the true meaning of Tai Chi flowing endlessly.

"Tai Chi - Cloud Hands!"

Han Yun once received Sun Lutang's "True Explanation of Boxing Intent," which naturally included Sun Lutang's insights into the three boxing and palm techniques of Xingyi, Taiji, and Bagua.

Han Yun, though merely copying a cat, was able to capture some of the essence of the tiger.

As he thrust out with both palms, the raging waves were drawn into a massive waterspout. The golden palm shadows collided with the waterspout, unleashing a deafening roar.

The seawater within a radius of several tens of feet was blasted into a huge crater, and countless fish and shrimp were shaken to the surface.

Master Hongye staggered back three steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Han Yun in shock: "This...this is Wudang Tai Chi?"

"You're actually a Taoist!"

“Yes, since you were wearing a Taoist robe, I should have realized it sooner…”

Zen Master Hongye's face was dark and inscrutable, as if he was thinking of something. But then his eyes narrowed, and his eyes, which had previously held a hint of compassion, were now filled with murderous intent.

Now that the Taoist sects of Wudang, Longhu, and Lingbao have been suppressed to this extent, and given the influence of Buddhism, he will absolutely not allow any new rising stars to emerge from the Taoist sects.

Master Hongye's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he said in a deep voice, "Since you are a member of the Daoist sect, I cannot let you live today!"

He clasped his hands together, chanting incantations. His inner strength seemed to solidify, flowing and circulating as one. At the same time, the muscles beneath his robe became as muscular and powerful as cast iron.

"The magical power of indestructibility!"

With a low shout, Zen Master Hongye became as if cast in bronze and iron. He took a step forward, and the rocks beneath his feet shattered with a crash. His figure shot towards Han Yun like a cannonball.

Han Yun raised an eyebrow: "This is interesting!"

He no longer held back and activated his inner core.

His profound cultivation of life force was evident at this moment. His innate Qi surged within his body, and golden Qi like glazed glass emanated from his body, transforming into protective phenomena such as ribbons, light, and flaming clouds.

His innate supernatural ability, combined with his own spiritual cultivation, condensed into a vertical line between his eyebrows, allowing him to see his entire body, both inside and out, like a third eye. His skin was as white as jade, and paired with a Taoist robe that flowed gracefully, he exuded an otherworldly and refined aura.

This is truly the appearance of a Taoist immortal!
Upon seeing this, Zen Master Hongye abruptly stopped, his pupils contracting, and exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of technique is this?"

A sudden gust of sea wind swept through, causing Han Yun's robes to flutter like a crane's wings. He lightly raised a fingertip, and a wisp of golden energy transformed into a dragon, circling around him. He smiled and asked, "Am I still a demon now?"

Zen Master Hongye gritted his teeth: "A demon is a demon. To be so adept at using these methods to fool the people is truly an evil and crooked path!"

Having said that, he attacked Han Yun with all his might.

Facing Zen Master Hongye's indestructible body, Han Yun neither dodged nor avoided, but gently delivered a punch.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, unleashing a deafening roar. The shockwave churned, creating a huge crater in the sea, with the surrounding water surging back to form a wall of waves several meters high.

Master Hongye groaned and retreated dozens of meters, his eyes filled with disbelief. His indestructible body had been shaken by Han Yun's punch, causing his blood to surge and his arm to go numb.

Han Yun, however, remained unperturbed, standing with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.

Suddenly, Zen Master Hongye felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood welled up, but he forced it back down. He stared intently at Han Yun, his heart filled with shock and disbelief.

Han Yun slowly walked towards the other person, his expression arrogant and indifferent, and coldly said, "Your Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill doesn't seem to work either!"

"You ignorant brat, how dare you comment on the true teachings of Buddhism!"

Master Hongye's eyes widened in anger, his palms clasped together, and his inner strength suddenly surged, reaching its limit. Strands of golden inner strength seeped from his eyes, making him appear fierce and majestic, with an oppressive aura like that of a prison.

But Han Yun clearly didn't want to give the other party a chance to resist. He flashed and was in front of Zen Master Hongye in an instant, and then struck him in the chest with a palm.

Zen Master Hongye reacted hastily, but Han Yun's palm technique was too fast; he could only barely block vital points. The force of the palm struck his body, producing a metallic clang, and forced him to retreat in a sorry state.

"puff!"

Master Hongye finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His indestructible body had been shattered.

Han Yun laughed and said, "You've cultivated Buddhism your whole life. How about I send you to the Western Paradise to see the Buddha? And while you're at it, ask him if I'm a demon or not?"

"you……!"

Master Hongye struggled to lift his head and extended his finger.

Unfortunately, Han Yun was too lazy to waste any more words with him. With a flick of his finger, a golden flame landed between Zen Master Hongye's eyebrows.

When the fire of the heart burns brightly, one must question one's true nature.

The old monk's eyes were wide open. In his mind, countless people seemed to appear, their faces like hideous demons, grabbing his limbs and wanting to devour him.

"This old monk is innocent! This old monk is innocent!"

Master Hongye appeared to be insane, still arguing for himself, until finally his eyes were bloodshot and he died with blood flowing from his seven orifices.

Han Yun stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the gradually calming sea, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The Ming Dynasty was in complete disarray. Throughout history, countless events have followed the same pattern: prosperity brings suffering to the people; ruin brings suffering to the people.

Han Yun is neither a saint nor a nanny. With his current abilities, how many people can he kill on his own?
Ten thousand?
One hundred thousand, or one million?
These forces are deeply entrenched and cannot be eradicated. They are like grass that cannot be burned out by fire and will grow back with the spring breeze!
Ultimately, it all comes down to the word "human nature"!
(End of this chapter)