Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 856 - 487: Dharma Name: Dao Hui_2

"Vajra Protection Barrier."

Clang—

A translucent golden giant bell enveloped the entire body. It looked somewhat similar to the Magic Treasure once owned by the Fan Yin Sect. In fact, the source of the Fan Yin Sect was also a secular disciple of the Vajra Temple. Whether it was a Magic Treasure or Divine Weapon, it was all firmly blocked outside.

"Shock."

Another cold word.

The expressions of the group changed dramatically. Not only their Daoist Skills, but even the Thunder Light Escape Dragon Technique in Lei Chuyu's hand was returned as it was, forcing them to scatter. Lei Chuyu, in the midst of running, dragged the half-conscious Jin An, whose mouth and nose were full of black blood, from the ground.

"Go."

With a low growl, he forcefully tossed the lifeless Jin An directly at the other three.

They hurriedly caught him, and Lei Chuyu actually stood in front of his junior disciples, a Jade Pendant appearing in his hands, forming a barrier that blocked all the returned Daoist Skills.

"Ha... hoo..."

Breathing heavily.

All hearts in Divine Thunder Valley were filled with anger and fury, each intending to continue their desperate assault, but Lei Chuyu just turned his head abruptly.

"Why aren't you leaving, go! I'll hold them off!"

Without another word, he charged forward again.

"No way, how could we leave you to hold the line alone? There are no cowards in Divine Thunder Valley!"

No one fled. Faced with the scene, Dao Hui remained calm, spreading his hands, and astonishingly caught Lei Chuyu's Thunderbolt Fist with his bare hands!

The massive burst of air lifted his monk's robe. Those seemingly unremarkable hands were harder than metal. He grabbed the man's wrist, twisted, and pushed, sending him flying over ten meters away. In this round, Dao Hui had shown some mercy.

Faced with the fearlessness of his junior brothers, he turned back and scolded them angrily.

"You bunch of idiots! Who told you to die here?"

"Staying here only causes chaos. Someone is already seriously injured. If you don't leave now, we'll all die here! How much energy can you still wield?"

"Hurry back to the sect and report to the master, quickly!"

With hesitant expressions, one stepped forward.

"My lord, let us stay to assist, you can take Jin An..."

Before he could finish.

"You idiots, all of you, go! Leave now!"

"Staying here is pointless! If only one of you leaves with Jin An, how far can you get? If someone ambushes us on the way, none of us will get out. Do I need to explain this simple logic twice? Ah!"

"The bald monk's target is me, it's me! Hurry to find other Divine Thunder Valley Stewards nearby for assistance, otherwise, I might just die here in vain. Go quickly, maybe you can still come back to save me."

"Go! Get out of here!"

By the end, Lei Chuyu was almost shouting.

Throughout the ordeal, Lei Chuyu was the only one who remained clear-headed. His words awakened the three half-conscious Divine Thunder Valley disciples as if being splashed with cold water. He was right. Lei Chuyu had activated the Soul Jade, which meant any nearby Divine Thunder Valley disciples could receive the message and come to support them first.

With some already severely injured and near death, if others stayed behind to help, they'd carry the half-dead person not far at all, even if this bald monk stopped chasing. Someone else might intercept on their way, given that everyone had more or less sustained injuries.

Delaying further would lead to complete annihilation, and there'd be no one left to report the news.

"My lord..."

"Go!"

He flung his Qiankun Bag and Demon Trapping Cage hanging from his waist to the three who were still standing.

"Yes, as you command. My lord, take care."

These words were almost gritted out between clenched teeth.

Though their hearts bled, this was no time to act on emotion. Without further hesitation, they turned to leave, carrying the bleeding Jin An as they moved quickly. Seeing that the arm covered with Sanskrit was about to attack again intending to stop them, Lei Chuyu charged like a mad beast to intercept.

"True Essence Protection, Five Qi Chaoyuan."

Using True Qi that erupted within to shield his body, he blocked the arm full of Sanskrit. The explosive force surprised even Dao Hui, but Lei Chuyu had spoken correctly; the presence of the other four would only make his actions more cautious and hesitant.

Seeing the four depart, Dao Hui did not stop them. His only interest lay in the Thunder Pattern in Lei Chuyu's hand and had little interest in Demon Beasts or the so-called treasures they carried. After all, he once had the qualifications to compete with Guang Xian for the leadership. Back when they were both leaders, he was indeed a formidable rival.

Unfortunately, he was too old then and missed the best opportunity.

Looking at Lei Chuyu's stubborn demeanor, unaffected by any coercion, Dao Hui couldn't help but recall his younger self. If possible, he didn't want to bully these young ones, thinking it showed some old-age arrogance.

But now, the only way to find Jiang Feng was through the Thunder Pattern in Lei Chuyu's hand, a legitimate disciple of Divine Thunder Valley; there really wasn't another way. Looking at the energetic young man, his expression was full of sentiment, or perhaps...

A touch of envy.

"Gazing upon the Thunder Pattern, deep purple with blood."

"This trip into the mountains is indeed a magnificent opportunity for Mr. Lei, with boundless prospects in the future. Although the others have low realms and average talent, they possess commendable character. But... such talent doesn't entirely belong to you."

"How about receiving one more move from this little monk? One Thought Bodhi."

His upper body bare, countless Sanskrit words crawling over his body presented an uncanny spectacle. Raising his hand, he threw a punch. It took one by surprise, making Lei Chuyu instinctively shield his face with an arm, but then...

Thud!

A heavy blow struck his abdomen, causing the man to vomit yellow fluid on the spot!

"What is this!?"

Today's events had entirely surpassed his expectations. He had previously mingled with Buddhist disciples but none had methods this bizarre. Clearly throwing punches from where he stood, yet landing blows on him.

Seeing this, he could only use Spiritual Energy to protect his body temporarily, continuously trying to grasp his opponent's moves. But what's surprising is that despite not having a high Cultivation Realm, the terrifying strength displayed was reminiscent of the Hou Clan Leader.

The Daoist Skill was naturally flawless, without openings. Even those two from the Demon Clan stood no chance against this person, but the little monk just kept swinging his fists, beating Lei Chuyu wildly, moving with ease and muttering incomprehensible words.

"When the whale falls, all things thrive." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Ever since the fall of Demon Night, the mysteries of heaven have returned to their rightful places, the myriad fortunes seized by him finally released, allowing this world to cycle anew."

"Whether it be the Human Emperor or the Demon Lord, those who transcended to immortality all relied on the fortunes of this world."

"Buddha's compassion grants these fortunes to all beings, yet there are the overly greedy who absorb these fortunes for themselves, causing divine anger. Previously, such greed led this world into chaos multiple times, always resulting in painful consequences."

"Now, with Demon Night's fall, the cultivation world, silent for a hundred years, shares the blessings and fortunes. Mr. Lei, tell me, do beings like the Immortal Monarchs or Demon Lords really belong in this world?"

"Every one that emerges brings calamity to all beings. Since the Ancient Times, up to now, there have been twenty-six such entities. Those surviving may not be less than ten..."

"Tathagata's Calamity."

Switching his tone.

Dao Hui hadn't expected the young man to comprehend his words, but perhaps if he achieves something someday, he might understand the meaning behind them. Suddenly twisting his form, he seemed to teleport beside the defending Lei Chuyu.

"Ha!"

Casually blocking Lei Chuyu's desperate blow.

"Not bad, even in this state, being able to exert such strength suggests you might carve a niche for yourself in the cultivation world someday."

His body trembled.

Facing Dao Hui's praise, Lei Chuyu didn't have the strength to retort. It was evident he was far weaker than his peak form. Even with forced recovery through Elixirs, he couldn't regain more than half his original strength at best, otherwise, he could have held out longer.

Unfortunately...

"If no other means, Mr. Lei's little monk would gladly accept the Thunder Pattern."