A master of comedy!

Faced with the furious Longhua Sect Leader Ying Fantian, Zhou Sheng's reaction was almost contemptuous. His words seemed to be an apology, but in fact they were a public provocation.

You think you can just stop like that?
I killed your men!

Ying Fantian sensed the powerful aura unique to the Earth Immortal realm from the other party, so although he was furious, he managed to suppress his anger for the time being.

But when his gaze fell on his adopted son, who had fainted and whose face was half-covered in blood and flesh, almost unrecognizable to him, his pupils instantly turned bloodshot.

"No blame!"

He suddenly raised his head, roared like thunder, his long hair danced wildly, like a raging lion, his imposing presence making many people breathless.

"No matter who you are, you will pay the price for hurting my son!!"

"hurt?"

A golden light flashed from Zhou Sheng's body, and he instantly appeared in front of Ying Wujiu, ruthlessly stomping his foot on the mangled face.

"Jinse, if I kill him, will you be in trouble?"

Jinse shook her head, her clear and cold voice reaching everyone's ears.

"Young Master Ying Wujiu, in league with three Dharma Kings, attacked this Holy Maiden, violating the third doctrine of the Faith, which forbids harming fellow disciples and engaging in fratricide. According to the law... he shall be executed!"

These words immediately caused a huge uproar among countless Longhua followers.

The young master and the three Dharma Kings joined forces to kill the Holy Maiden?

This even includes Su Dharma King, who once firmly supported the Buddha Mother?
People immediately started discussing among themselves, their eyes filled with confusion, and they were deeply shocked.

Some believed her, while others doubted her, but as a saintess and a direct disciple of the Buddha Mother, Jinse held immense prestige within the sect, and many had had their lives saved by her. Therefore, when she spoke, many were swayed.

"Witch, how dare you collude with outsiders and betray the Holy Church! How dare you speak such wicked words before me!"

Ying Fantian's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He made his move instantly, and an astonishing demonic power spread out. Nine hundred feet of dark golden demonic flames rose around him, and an upside-down Buddha phantom appeared in the flames.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed eight fiery dragons, each blazing with demonic flames, resembling the eight heavenly dragons from Buddhist scriptures, which attacked Zhou Sheng with the force of burning the heavens and boiling the seas.

This was one of his great supernatural powers that allowed him to dominate the world. It was called the Rebellious Buddha Subduing Dragon Great Dharma Body, which was fierce, domineering, and infinitely powerful.

In the Battle of Luoyang, he used this supernatural power to kill the four great monks of Baima Temple, turning the ancient temple into scorched earth.

Even the monk Jiechen, who had attained the Dharma body of the Immovable King among the four great monks, had his Vajra body shattered by three of his palm strikes.

This time, however, the eight Heavenly Fire Dragons split off, but they were stuck in a quagmire, and their speed was getting slower and slower, as if they were carrying Mount Sumeru on their backs.

"A dojo?"

Ying Fantian immediately sensed the change in the surrounding rules, and his body became nearly a hundred times heavier. As an Earth Immortal, he naturally understood what kind of supernatural power this was.

The other party is not only an Earth Immortal, but also has cultivated for a thousand years!

"So what if you have a thousand years of cultivation? Break through!"

Undeterred, Ying Fantian roared, and the eight fire dragons shook and exploded, the huge magical power fluctuations like a deep-sea whirlpool, instantly disrupting Zhou Sheng's Daoist temple.

However, this brief delay allowed Zhou Sheng to exert force with his feet.

Click!

The scene was like a watermelon bursting open, with blood and white fluid splattering everywhere, but not a single drop landed on his clothes.

The ambitious young master of Longhua died under Zhou Sheng's feet, his primordial spirit crushed to dust, his soul scattered and gone.

"My son!!!"

Ying Fantian's pupils constricted, and he let out an extremely grief-stricken roar. "Master, you've finally admitted it! Ying Wujiu isn't your adopted son at all, but your... own flesh and blood!"

Jinse stepped forward and stood in front of Zhou Sheng. Her glassy eyes gazed at the grief-stricken Ying Fantian, and her words once again shocked countless people.

The Longhua Sect has a rule that the position of sect leader must be elected, and only the most talented and outstanding person in the sect can succeed to the position; it is absolutely forbidden for a father and son to succeed each other.

This is an ironclad rule that existed from the very beginning of the church, precisely to prevent the Longhua Church from perishing at the hands of a foolish ruler, just like a dynasty ruled by a single family.

Although Ying Fantian was the leader of the sect, he could not go against this deeply ingrained rule. Therefore, he chose to make his own son his adopted son and secretly support him to pave the way for him to succeed as the leader of the sect in the future.

However, Jinse already knew his secret, but she kept it to herself, waiting for an opportunity like this one.

"My son is dead. I no longer care about the ironclad rules and doctrines of the Dragon Flower Sect. I will make you all pay with your lives!"

Ying Fantian suffered a physical ailment in his early years due to a cultivation deviation, which greatly shortened his lifespan and rendered him completely infertile. He had only this one child and placed great hopes on him.

He was arrogant and considered a genius, a hero of his time, but he was suppressed by a woman in the sect for countless years, even to the point of near exhaustion, before finally getting his chance to rise from obscurity.

But all of this has been largely ruined by the despicable couple in front of us.

"kill!!!"

He had completely lost his mind; the terrifying demonic flames shattered and scattered like a nebula, even burning many members of the Longhua Cult to death.

A magnificent and imposing image of a demonic Buddha, standing firmly on the ground, appeared behind him and merged with him.

The next moment, Ying Fantian's body began to swell, as if he had used the legendary divine power of "Heaven and Earth Transformation," but his appearance also changed drastically.

His skin turned a deep, dark black, with strange, dark gold Sanskrit characters writhing on it, and his pores simultaneously oozing brilliant Buddhist light and foul-smelling demonic blood.

The most terrifying thing was the head; what should have been a fleshy protuberance on the top of the head was covered with white bone relics.

The ushnisha, one of the thirty-two marks of a Buddha in Buddhism, is called Ushnisha in Sanskrit. It is also known as the fleshy protuberance on the top of the head, the crown of the head, or the Buddha's crown. It refers to the noble feature formed by the fleshy protuberance on the top of the Buddha's head.

The ushnisha (cranial protuberance) originates from the merit accumulated by the Buddha through his practice; often, the more ushnisha one has, the higher one's spiritual attainment.

It could be that the demon Buddha was transformed from Brahma, and his ushnisha was inlaid with relics, which seemed to symbolize that he fed on eminent monks and virtuous people, swallowed Buddhas into his belly, and turned them into demon bones.

Zhou Sheng activated the Golden Light Divine Mantra and exchanged a palm strike with him.

Boom!

He retreated several feet, his palms felt slightly numb, and the golden light protecting his body flickered and dimmed considerably in an instant.

Ying Fantian retreated three steps, each step shattering mountains and rivers.

Countless loyal followers of Longhua were trampled into mincemeat by him.

He seemed completely oblivious to pain, letting out a furious roar as he charged at Zhou Sheng once more, smashing a small mountain with a single blow. His body was enveloped in raging demonic flames, resembling a wheel of Buddhas from the heavens.

Lao Jun Mountain, a beautiful Taoist holy site, is on the verge of being destroyed.

Zhou Sheng frowned slightly and summoned the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning to strike down repeatedly, blasting the Demon Buddha's true form until its skin was torn and its flesh was torn apart.

But it still couldn't hurt its vital organs.

"Ying Fantian, do you dare to come to heaven and fight me?"

After Zhou Sheng finished speaking, he activated the Five-Colored Auspicious Clouds Technique, and his feet swayed on the clouds, heading towards the heavens.

Ying Fantian, without any hesitation, stepped on demonic flames and chased after Zhou Sheng, his eyes filled with boundless hatred.

This battle will determine both the victor and the vanquished! (End of Chapter)