How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 308: Destroying Evidence

The leader’s hair flew wildly as he shouted, "Observing Heaven Realm!"

Clearly, his information was wrong!

He did not know that Master Hui Guang of Wuxiang Temple had already reached the Observing Heaven level.

"Amitabha! How dare a small Zhiting bandit nest act out in a Buddhist temple?" With a flash of golden light in Master Hui Guang’s hand, the large black saber shattered into pieces with a crack.

The leader shouted, "Fight your way out!"

The order to kill was given!

More than twenty people rushed out of the side hall simultaneously.

Only three people were left in the hall.

Including the leader, three experts surrounded and attacked Hui Guang.

In Wuxiang Temple, shadows flickered as more than twenty people wielding sharp weapons charged into various meditation courtyards...

The entire Wuxiang Temple was in chaos.

An icy gleam flashed in Master Hui Guang’s eyes, which no longer showed his usual kindness.

Both his hands raised simultaneously. At the moment they were lifted, there were clearly only two arms, but in an instant, two turned into four, four into eight, eight into thousands...

"Bodhi Thousand Leaves Hand!" the leader exclaimed loudly, filled with horror...

Puff!

A soft sound was heard!

Among the three men in black, two had their heads smashed at the same time by a single palm strike.

Only the leader in black resisted three palms.

He retreated ten zhang.

Although he was also in the Observing Heaven realm, he was a rogue practitioner, unable to withstand Master Hui Guang’s orthodox cultivation methods, and his techniques could not match the profound "Bodhi Thousand Leaves Hand" of Buddhism.

He had no way to retreat behind him.

The fourth palm struck, and as it fell, the leader’s eyes opened wide...

A withered hand landed on his head, and his head exploded on the spot.

Master Hui Guang stepped out of the side hall.

Wuxiang Temple was already in a state of chaos.

More than ten meditating monks leapt up simultaneously to face this sudden assassination.

Although the assassination was unexpected, all these monks’ cultivation surpassed the imaginations of those from Zhiting Valley.

In an instant, more than a dozen people were struck down.

Miserable screams filled the air.

Master Hui Guang whispered lightly, "This place is less than five li from the town district, with many taboos. All who intrude, kill them all! Clear the battlefield, lest we suffer from prolonged troubles."

His voice was light, but it covered the entire temple.

All the monks understood!

This place is, after all, not Kun Cang, but the outside world, where murder cases are not tolerated.

Especially in a Buddhist temple.

A murder case in a temple would surely become a hot topic.

As a result, there was no more mercy—within moments, more than ten people, flying high in the air, had their heads exploded by a palm strike or their heads severed by a blade.

Even those on the ground, who were already struck down and lost the ability to resist, were all beheaded one by one by these monks.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river.

When Master Hui Guang arrived at the scene, seeing this tableau, his face was grim: "Immediately clear the battlefield, destroy the bodies, and by dawn..."

His voice abruptly stopped.

Because shadows flitted in the air.

Suddenly, three figures descended into the courtyard.

One person had hair fluttering, with a glaring red Blood Trace on his forehead.

One wore blue clothes, softly fluttering in the night breeze, and her silhouette seemed to shift constantly.

One dressed in an ordinary jacket, looking like a handsome boy next door.

Master Hui Guang’s gaze fell precisely on this boy’s face, filled with shock...

For he was Lin Xiaosu!

The people beside him were Blood Trace and Blue Demon.

Blood Trace and Blue Demon were greatly shocked, witnessing the massacre at Wuxiang Temple happening right before their eyes!

As members of Qianlong, their duty was to stop violence, but tonight, not only did they lack a reason to intervene, they simply couldn’t have done so, given that they were miles away when the battle erupted.

By the time they arrived, over twenty corpses were already laid out at Wuxiang Temple.

They could hardly imagine that this group of bald-headed monks from Wuxiang Temple would act so lawlessly.

Perhaps this wasn’t recklessness; on the contrary, it was because they were cautious, not wanting to embroil in murder trouble, that they killed swiftly and then destroyed the evidence.

"Killing and seizing life, then destroying evidence!" Lin Xiaosu said coldly, "Wuxiang Temple has indeed set an unprecedented example for Buddhism. However, what you’ve done has been witnessed by us!"

His voice resounded throughout the temple.

All the monks were simultaneously shaken.

They were all disciples of the Three Buddha Temple, tasked with guarding this gateway connected to Kun Cang.

Although named for the Buddha, at their core, Jianghu mentality dominated.

Encountering murder and responding with murder was a golden rule of the Jianghu for them.

After killing, destroying the evidence was meant to maintain the reputation of Wuxiang Temple—a necessity, albeit a regrettable one.

However, while the bodies remained and the evidence unremoved, they were discovered.

What to do?

Perhaps there was only one solution: to kill these three who knew the truth, only then would Wuxiang Temple remain pure and continue its mission.

Almost simultaneously, all the monks in the temple felt a bloodthirsty intent rising, incongruous with their Buddhist teachings.

In Master Hui Guang’s mind, it was as if a great fire raged on a mountain, yet his face remained calm as the wind and clouds: "Master Lin, what a timely arrival!"

"Indeed, had I not arrived timely, how else could I have uncovered the secrets of your Wuxiang Temple?"

One person stepped forward beside Master Hui Guang—it was the ruddy-faced, plump, large monk whom Lin Xiaosu had met when he first entered Wuxiang Temple; humorously called "Master Hong Guang," though in fact, he was named Hui Yun.

Master Hui Yun stepped forward, "This is your doing!"

Even if his senses were not keen, he still sensed something unusual.

Lin Xiaosu had clearly taken a stance against the Three Buddha Temple.

Having exited Kun Cang, he insisted on staying.

A murder hadn’t occurred at Wuxiang Temple in a hundred years, yet it happened right under his nose.

Wuxiang Temple had never had anyone grip its vital points, yet they were gripped by him.

All signs pointed to one possibility: tonight’s murder was something he had orchestrated.

He thought this way, and which of the other senior monks didn’t?

All of a sudden, everyone turned their gaze toward Lin Xiaosu, their eyes filled with intense killing intent.

Before Lin Xiaosu could answer, someone else replied first.

Blood Trace’s long hair on his forehead gently fluttered!

A hand stretched out, displaying a Token in his palm, on which a golden dragon soared!

The Hidden Dragon Order!

A Heavenly King Level Hidden Dragon Order!

"Murdering and breaking the laws of Heaven! All of Wuxiang Temple, lie down on the spot!" His voice was extremely solemn.

However, no one obeyed!

Not a single one!

Master Hui Yun turned to Hui Guang, "Abbot Senior Brother, a decision must be made immediately!"

"Amitabha!" Master Hui Guang clasped his hands together, "Capture them!"

With a sudden whoosh, more than ten monks behind him leapt up simultaneously!

With this leap, each was at the Observing human or Observing Earth level.

In other words, at the very least, everyone was at the Qianlong Gold Medal standard.

The simultaneous attack brought an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

However, three black dots simultaneously shot out.

Boom!

They exploded simultaneously!

The entire place was enveloped in a yellow mist, incredibly bizarre, as even the night wind seemed insufficient to disperse it...

"Poison!" someone shouted.

Master Hui Guang’s face suddenly changed.

With a sweep of his robe, like a wild wind passing, the yellow mist in front of him was completely cleared away. This move to break the mist was extremely domineering, but during the brief moment enveloped in the poisonous mist, over ten people from Wuxiang Temple had already been knocked down seven or eight.

The Changye Poison had evolved.

Even Lin Xiaosu couldn’t get close to her, let alone ordinary cultivators?

In just an instant, all those with cultivation below the Observing Earth realm fell to the ground!

Master Hui Guang’s face changed dramatically!

Shadows suddenly flickered before him, endless blade shadows.

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