I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

What does it feel like to be stared at with extremely unfriendly eyes by three disciples of the Sword Saint?

This question had no answer before, at least not for Monk Jingyan. He believed that the question was impossible to answer, and he even thought that even if the Sword Saint was a direct disciple, he was nothing special and there was no need to worry too much.

But now that he's truly being targeted, he finally understands what that feeling is like.

Like falling into an ice cave!

There's nowhere to escape!

Death is certain!!!

These thoughts, like ferocious beasts descending from the mountain, savagely crashed into his heart, making him afraid to even muster the slightest thought of resistance, as if he would be instantly killed if he overstepped his bounds in the slightest.

and.

He was completely unable to resist in the slightest.

"Benefactor Jiang... Now that the situation is clear, this humble monk believes... we should seize the opportunity to uncover the truth and resolve Haoyu's crisis." He didn't even know what courage he used to utter these words, his voice trembling.

But as he said those words, he felt the fear within him intensify, almost reaching its peak.

Because Jiang Jiansi didn't say much, he only emphasized one sentence: "Buddhists who come to my Tianyuan Sword Sect should abide by the rules and keep their promises."

What does this mean?

This means that this place isn't your Western Desert Buddhist Sect, but the Heavenly Abyss Sword Sect, which can trample your Western Desert Buddhist Sect like dog shit. It also implies that you, a mere novice monk, must keep your promise of half an incense stick's time, or my Mo Shou Sword won't hesitate to kill you on the spot for trying to break the rules!

Jingyan was scared; he was truly terrified.

Not to mention him, even the most warlike and fierce monk Jingde beside him was so frightened that his face turned pale and he didn't even dare to breathe.

Can……

Should we just give up like this?

This is obviously impossible.

He came here as if he had made a solemn pledge: success or death. Otherwise, if he failed, he would be a sinner to the entire Buddhist community of the Western Desert. Therefore, he could not possibly retreat, because he had nowhere left to retreat!

Gritting her teeth, Jingyan silently recited the Buddhist Heart Sutra, forcing herself to overcome her fear as she spoke again:

"Benefactor Jiang, fellow benefactors of the Sword Sect, and fellow Daoists present, Gu Xiu is the young master of the Immortal Sect and also the Immortal of Annihilation. Now, the Three Enclosures of Calamity may completely invade at any time. At this time, we must first eliminate the internal hidden dangers before we can wholeheartedly resist the Three Enclosures of Calamity."

He was indeed afraid of death, so he chose to drag everyone present into his chariot, intending to use his power to intimidate them and force Jiang Jiansi to quit while he was ahead.

only……

He clearly underestimated how deeply Jiang Jiansi was attached to rules.

"Qiang~!"

With a clang of metal, Jiang Jiansi finally swung his Mo Shou sword, not directly at Monk Jingyan, but instead forming a giant net in front of him the instant the sharp sword light was generated.

he.

He was merely a prey trapped in a giant web, waiting for the spider to come and devour him.

"The rules of the Tianyuan Sword Sect must be followed by everyone, and the agreement between the two of us should naturally be the same."

"Half an incense stick has passed, so it's time to keep the promise."

"If you are unwilling to keep your promise, then it is my duty, the fourth swordsman of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, to help you keep your promise!"

The moment Jiang Jiansi finished speaking, the giant net binding Monk Jingyan instantly contracted, followed by a golden sword beam that seemed to carry the power of judgment, which shot straight towards Monk Jingyan's brow.

This sword belongs to Jiang Jiansi.

Simultaneously.

It was a fatal blow!

Only today did the monk Jingyan truly understand the vast difference between himself and the Sword Saint's direct disciple. Facing this sword strike, he could clearly dodge it quickly with his naked eye, yet he felt a complete inability to resist it.

This feeling even affected his body, making it difficult for him to move even a little finger, let alone use any Buddhist supernatural powers, Buddhist magic treasures, or even his own little finger.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword that could annihilate him was thrust towards him.

He wanted to call for help.

But he found that the monk Jingde beside him had already collapsed to the ground in fright, showing no intention of helping him at all.

Is it...

Am I going to die here?

Jingyan felt despair and even a surge of hatred. He hated that he had to do such a dangerous thing and why he had to die here in such a humiliating way.

but.

Just when the monk Jingyan was in utter despair, a familiar, heavenly voice suddenly drifted over:

“Jingyan is full of goodwill and cares about the world. Such a person should not die.”

It was just a simple statement.

It seemed to transform into some invisible force, causing the giant net that imprisoned the monk Jingyan to shatter instantly, and the sword of judgment that was supposed to take away the monk Jingyan also disintegrated in an instant, turning into a spring breeze.

"Qiang~!"

Another sword cry rang out, and it was Jian Yi, the rebellious, older swordsman and the eldest disciple of the Sword Saint, who had already drawn his Wuchang Sword and was heading towards the direction from which the sound came. Not only him, but even Jian Wu, who had been busy eating snacks, had also drawn his sword and was charging in the same direction.

The Sword Saint's two direct disciples joined forces, a move that would frighten even ordinary supreme beings.

This time, however, they were not facing any ordinary supreme beings, or even just one supreme being. The moment the two swords were thrust out, a phantom that shimmered with golden light, resembling a giant bell, appeared in the sky. With a crisp sound, the two swords flew back and returned to the hands of Sword One and Sword Five.

Having missed their first attack, the brother and sister did not strike again. Instead, they cautiously looked in the direction of the giant golden bell.

See you soon.

A monk with an eerie appearance, draped in a kasaya, slowly walked over, accompanied by several other figures exuding the same supreme aura.

"The Tianyuan Sword Sect is really lively today."

"Are you two planning to draw your swords against the Supreme One?"

"Interesting, very interesting. If I hadn't been invited by the Sword Saint to help resolve the crisis of the Heavenly Abyss Immortal Sword, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to witness this scene."

"The tension is so high, it seems something interesting happened here earlier."

Supreme!

They are all supreme beings!

A total of five supreme beings personally arrived!

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" someone shouted, and the other cultivators present also clasped their fists in salute.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"..."

The appearance of a Supreme Being is enough to warrant worship, let alone the fact that it is not just one Supreme Being, but a total of five Supreme Beings appearing together!

This scene is truly magnificent!

but.

Despite the crowd bowing to them, the high-ranking supreme beings paid no heed. They simply continued to look with amusement at the three disciples of the Sword Saint and Gu Xiu in black robes, who also did not bow. Each of them wore a mocking expression on their face.

just like.

What they were looking at at that moment was like a few unappealing chicks pecking at each other.

"Jiang Jiansi, how dare you! In front of Zen Master Wugou, you even want to kill a high-ranking monk from the Western Desert Buddhist sect?" Supreme Huang Chao of Yuanhua Holy Land spoke first, his eyes full of mockery.

This scene left many people on edge.

These supreme beings were clearly invited to assist in this sword-worshiping ceremony, but now they are clearly on the side of the Western Desert Buddhist sect.

Jiang Jiansi, however, remained neither humble nor arrogant: "Senior Huang, this is my Tianyuan Sword Sect, and I am temporarily acting as the sect leader. Do I need to consult others before killing someone who has broken the rules?"

"What a fine example of breaking the rules! I think it's clearly your Tianyuan Sword Sect that wants to ignore the facts and protect a world-destroying villain, isn't it?" Su Ling Valley's Ding Luoying coldly challenged.

Jiang Jiansi frowned immediately: "I don't understand what Senior Ding is saying."

"If you don't understand, that's easy. Then I'll explain it to you properly today." Ding Luoying sneered.

“We all heard what happened just now. The world-destroying villain has appeared, and he's even in your Tianyuan Sword Sect. What you should be doing is crippling him, killing him, or imprisoning him. What are you doing?”

"Just because this little thief has a good relationship with you and some connection with your Tianyuan Sword Sect, you plan to ignore the facts, let this world-destroying thief destined to wreak havoc on the universe live, and even pretend you don't know anything about him?"

"What are you..."

"Are you openly showing favoritism towards this petty thief?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Luoying's supreme aura surged instantly. She looked down at Jiang Jiansi from above, as if if his answer was slightly careless, Ding Luoying, as a supreme being, would directly take action and kill him!

Although the four Supreme Beings behind Ding Luoying did not speak, their gazes became more sharp.

This is the Supreme Being forcing us!

Even the disciples of the Tianyuan Sword Sect couldn't help but change their expressions drastically at this moment.

Even the three disciples of the Sword Saint looked extremely grim at this moment, exchanging glances as if discussing how to deal with the situation where the Supreme Being was forcing them into a corner.

only……

Just when the atmosphere on the field had reached its most tense point, a somewhat untimely voice rang out:

"A world-destroying thief?"

"I?"

"Old woman, you dare call me a thief? Do you want a beating?"