How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 302: The Ban on Severing Roots

Lu Rufeng’s figure followed through, a sword light swept past her head, leaving Ren Zhi Rou decapitated.

Lu Ru Si stepped on her corpse and propelled herself toward the main peak.

On the main peak, the battle resumed!

Of the Peeping Heaven Elders in Cangmang Palace, only two remained after Lu Sanqian’s assault. With the arrival of the Lu siblings on the main peak, the masters from Li Palace quickly gained the upper hand.

Lin Xiaosu’s longsword trembled in his hand, unleashing a massacre.

His Sword Dao was now on the same level as the Lu siblings.

As long as his opponents were not Peeping Heaven, he could kill with a single strike.

Within moments, the tide of battle turned...

Ten minutes later, the two Peeping Heaven Masters were slain by three people working together...

Half an hour later, the remaining seventy or so elders of the Observing Earth Realm were left disheveled and chaotic.

"Lay down your weapons, and you can live!" shouted Lu Ru Si.

Clang!

Countless weapons were dropped.

"Take Soft Silk!"

Black pills shot toward the seventy-some people before her.

Under the sword of the three, they hesitated and struggled, but ultimately, they still took them...

Sizzle!

Halfway up the mountain, Feng Ji’s sword bloomed into a strange flower.

Red spider lily!

The red spider lily streaked across the sky and vanished without a trace!

Dongfang Xiaoyao stood dumbfounded, a line of blood slowly appearing on his forehead, intertwining into a delicate red spider lily.

With a loud boom, his flesh separated, leaving a heap of minced meat.

This young Heavenly Pride, known for his wisdom in Kun Cang and who had dominated for a hundred years, met his end on Cangmang Mountain.

He died by Feng Ji’s hand.

Yet, he also perished in this game.

On the peak, the battle had fallen silent as well. Lin Xiaosu raised his head and announced loudly, "Master Kong Wen, the four thousand disciples of Cangmang Mountain have entrusted me to convey a message: as disciples of Li Palace, they are now very safe and do not need Buddhist protection!"

The clouds in the void had long scattered.

Suddenly, six figures appeared simultaneously.

The six giants of the Enlightenment Realm engaged in their high-altitude battle.

Kong Wen’s gaze fell downward, passing over Dongfang Xiaoyao’s corpse, over Ren Zhi Rou’s corpse, and over the elders of Cangmang Palace who knelt in neat rows before Lin Xiaosu and the Lu siblings on the mountaintop.

His expression, for the first time in his life, was no longer benevolent.

Hua Miaoyi smiled faintly, "Abbot Kong Wen, for three hundred years you have seized extravagantly under the guise of Buddhism, never missing a beat, causing your Buddhahood to inflate excessively. Today’s small mistake will assist your Buddhahood’s perfection. I hope you understand our painstaking effort."

Kong Xing and Kong Ru’s faces were like sculptures, expressionless, as their figures seemed completely frozen in mid-air.

The six giants in the sky were locked in combat, neither able to triumph over the other.

Meanwhile, the curtain on the lower battleground had already risen.

Cangmang Palace was subdued by Li Palace.

Their hoped-for reliance, Dongfang Xiaoyao and Ren Zhi Rou, were no more.

The outcome was predetermined; continued fighting was futile.

"Amitabha!" Kong Wen slowly lifted his head, "I, Kong Wen of Three Buddha Temple, have a word of respect for the fellow cultivators of Kun Cang peaks!"

Though his voice was not loud,

It spread like Buddha’s light, transforming quickly into a wave that swept the entire Kun Cang, mountains thundered, clouds shifted, distant peaks echoed...

"Li Palace, Chunshui Palace, Shenghua Valley have fallen into the Demon Path, deal with them cautiously! For the safety of Kun Cang, and for the safety of the outside world, three days hence, close the Gate of Kun Cang to these three sects’ access. Amitabha!"

The sound waves still echoed among the peaks.

Kong Wen, Kong Ru, and Kong Xing returned to Three Buddha Temple on their lotus platforms.

On Cangmang Mountain, those elders of Cangmang Palace who had just allied with Li Palace were all stupefied, bewildered by what they had entered. Joining Li Palace... they had found a dead-end...

If they had not taken the Soft Silk, they would have rebelled, but they already had...

Lu Rufeng and Lu Ru Si’s faces were both livid!

The three giants in the sky who landed beside them also had faces ashen, even Hua Miaoyi, who remained calm in the face of disasters, looked exceedingly grim at this moment.

"Seal our three sects! Miaoyi, this move is quite vicious!" Li Chushui sighed softly. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

"Indeed, very vicious!" Hua Miaoyi said.

She understood the word ’seal’ better than anyone.

Because her Shenghua Valley had once been sealed for a full three hundred years.

Now, just after being unsealed, it was facing a new seal.

Yes, barring the three sects from the Gate of Kun Cang is also a form of seal.

Even more terrifying, this prohibition implied much more than that.

The most frightening aspect of this prohibition was that it uprooted the foundation of the three sects.

What is the root of a sect?

It’s the willingness of disciples to join; without people, nothing matters, but with people, everything is possible...

And now, who would want to join the sects?

Entering their sect meant carrying the shadow of the Demon Path, tarnishing their reputation.

Unable to access Kun Cang, their actions were restricted.

Exchanges with major sects excluded them, limiting opportunities for cultivation.

A sect reduced to such a state is nothing but a waterless river, a leafless branch, a rootless tree...

Lu Sanqian bowed deeply, "Lord Hua, Lord Li, for traveling a hundred miles to aid, you are instead burdened by me!"

Li Chushui shook his head slightly, "Lord Lu is mistaken. Chunshui Palace has just faced a crisis similar to that of Li Palace a century ago. If this step were not taken, we would have sooner or later perished by their hands. So, today is not aiding you but self-preservation."

Hua Miaoyi smiled faintly, "My act was simply fulfilling a bet."

"A bet? Lord Hua would gamble?" Lu Sanqian felt greatly surprised.

Hua Miaoyi lightly pointed at Lin Xiaosu with her delicate finger, "A bet with Young Master Lin. He claimed he had the means to kill Ren Cangmang; I participated purely out of disbelief, and thus bet against him. I only lost, nothing more."

"Haha..." Lu Sanqian laughed loudly, "Speaking of gambling, have I not done the same? A grand gamble that day won back Li Palace. Today, another gamble; a victory, revenge served!"

The stifling tension seemed to ease with Lu Sanqian’s laughter.

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze slowly returned from afar, "In life, there are gambles everywhere, wagers of money, wagers of opportunity, wagers on the current trend, wagers of destiny and prospects... Lords, are you willing to wager once more?"

Hua Miaoyi glanced back with her charming eyes, "What does Young Master wish to wager?"

"For instance... Kun Cang!"

Everyone present was simultaneously shaken.

Gamble on Kun Cang!

They were already in Kun Cang, merely part of Kun Cang itself and soon to become marginalized sects within it.

Yet now, this young man dared suggest betting on Kun Cang?

Lu Sanqian’s eyes glimmered slightly, "Young Master Lin, please continue!"

Lin Xiaosu replied, "I wish to ask each of you a few questions first. The first question... Is the decree from Three Buddha Temple’s Kong Wen effective?"

"This answer is rather disheartening!" Li Chushui said, "Though I am reluctant to admit it, in truth, it is effective."

Lu Sanqian and Hua Miaoyi also nodded in agreement.

"Why is it effective?"

"Because of Three Buddha Temple’s vast influence, under the guise of orthodoxy, with extensive connections, it stands as Kun Cang’s uncrowned king." Lu Sanqian replied.

"Why can it claim orthodoxy? Why is it Kun Cang’s uncrowned king?"

This was the third question.

It was not easy to answer.

A superpower claiming orthodoxy, becoming the giant of its domain, cannot be explained in mere words.

There is a long history, accumulation, heritage, and means...

The three giants looked at each other without answer for a moment.

A voice chimed in from the side, "I think, the great influence of Three Buddha Temple ultimately lies in its control over Kun Cang’s gate!"

It was Lu Ru Si.

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