Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 538: Master, Save Me! The Horror of City Massacre! Divine Sight! Eye-Piercing Pearl! The General Assassinated!
As Master Wuse took a deep breath and suppressed the inner demon within, golden Buddhist light radiated from his body. At this time, he looked like a true Arhat walking the mortal world. Behind his head, a fiery wheel appeared.
With a single step, he solemnly arrived before the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong.
Boom!
He smashed a punch into the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong, who instantly exploded and shredded into countless pieces of paper. Yet the next moment, the paper fragments reconverged, reforming into a black-robed old man.
“A paper figure?” Wuse’s eyes hardened.
He activated the Divine Foot Arts again, appearing before the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong. The golden fist, radiating scorching Buddhist light, slammed down with full force.
But then he suddenly stopped, and golden light shone in his eyes. In an instant, it pierced through the scene before him.
He had not even moved; while preparing his second attack on the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong, he had already fallen into the other’s illusion!
“Divine Foot Arts and Divine Sight... Truly, you’re a real Arhat of the Buddhist world,” Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong sneered.
The next moment, the scene before Wuse’s eyes shifted once again. Looking around, he found himself in a scene of utter ruin, surrounded by citizens desperately fleeing for their lives. Complex emotions like despair, numbness, and terror were etched onto every face.
In the sky above, a powerful cultivator was relentlessly casting spells, reaping the lives of these mortals.
“Save me! Master, save me!” A young man, his face streaked with blood, lunged forward.
Beside him were countless refugees, including elderly people, children, and women...
“Master, save us!”
Blood and gore were everywhere; corpses littered the ground. Yet no matter how desperately they ran, these hopeless people could not escape the cultivator’s magic from above. The entire city seemed like a massive prison; this was the massacre of Huaiyang City.
Seeing this, Master Wuse nearly lost control over the murderous intent surging within him. Coldly, he looked toward the cultivator in the sky, the black-robed Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong.
“Vajra Hellbane, strike!”
A brilliant Buddhist light exploded from Wuse’s body, surging toward the cultivator above. Soon, a gigantic golden Buddha palm descended from the heavens.
But, the moment the golden palm struck, the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong suddenly vanished. Dozens of civilians were instantly pulverized by the golden palm, reduced to a bloody, muddy mess.
Wuse’s pupils constricted, his murderous intent boiling over. The other was deliberately corrupting his Buddha mind!
“Jiugong!” Wuse roared in anger.
The fiery wheel behind his head flared brilliantly, and golden light blazed in his eyes. In Buddhism, the Heaven’s Eye could illuminate the ten directions, dispelling illusions. As golden light burst from Wuse’s eyes, the scene of the massacre vanished.
Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong looked at Wuse coldly, a mocking smile on his face.
“Where is the freedom in cultivating Buddha? To plunder all things, to strengthen oneself, that is true liberation,” Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong’s words echoed across the world, striking again and again at Wuse’s mind.
However, Wuse said nothing as his eyes erupted with dazzling golden light. He then thrust his both palms forward, and two golden dragons lunged viciously at the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong!
Instantly, Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong activated Teleportation Arts, evading the dragons.
Wuse immediately used the Divine Foot Technique, appearing behind him. With hands forming mudras, he cast a Buddhist talisman, fully enveloping the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong. The immense golden light began to refine the Daoist spiritual master’s body.
Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong flicked his sleeve, and the surrounding scene immediately shifted again.
Soon, they found themselves back on the battlefield. The golden talisman now enveloped the garrison troops of Donglin Prefecture. These ordinary soldiers screamed in agony as the golden talisman’s refining power tore at them.
At this time, Wuse’s hands trembled, and golden light burst from his eyes. The scene around him shattered.
But the Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong struck with a streak of light.
“Ah!” Wuse felt a sharp pain in his eyes, instinctively covering them and stepping back.
It was the Eye-Piercing Pearl, a powerful magical artifact worn by Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong. It had injured Wuse’s eyes, then used the surrounding spiritual energy to form a giant sword, aiming directly at Wuse’s brow.
Though Wuse could no longer see clearly, his perception remained sharp. He pressed his hands together in prayer, and the fiery wheel behind his head blazed with dazzling light. His body was covered in golden energy, resembling a divine statue cast from solid gold!
Clang!
Across Heaven and Earth, the sound of a great bell resounded.
The Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong manipulated the spiritual energy of the world like raging waves, attempting to shatter the monk’s Buddhist body outright.
But Master Wuse pressed his hands together in prayer, his entire being holy and majestic, still as a mountain.
Clang, clang, clang!
The tremendous roar rang out repeatedly, as if striking a glowing, red-hot iron block. Sparks flew in all directions while the ground beneath Wuse cracked in dozens of places; as sight shocking to behold.
Suddenly, a streak of golden light shot forth, forming an Arhat entwined with a golden dragon.
“Dragon-Subduing Arhat?” Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong frowned slightly.
Though Wuse’s eyes had been injured, after manifesting the Dharma form, Wuse, or rather, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, could still see perfectly!
“Jiugong, today I will surely subdue you!” Wuse’s voice reverberated across the world.
Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong sneered coldly, yet did not manifest a Dharma form. Instead, he formed a hand seal, and a black gate materialized behind him.
A terrifyingly powerful Demon King stepped out from the gate. Its body was wreathed in black flames, radiating immense strength.
With another spell from Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong, three more divine demons appeared. Four divine demons now surrounded the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, their auras connected in formation.
“So you are from Mount Youming, no wonder you are utterly heartless!” Wuse said.
“Young monk, actually, today I came to deliver an invitation,” Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong said with a smile.
“Invitation?” Wuse frowned.
“Yes,” Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong replied. “To join my Mount Youming.”
“Bastard!” Wuse erupted in rage.
Then, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat unleashed a great Buddhist miracle. In an instant, it seized one of the divine demons, crushing it beneath its feet. The other three divine demons transformed their power into massive weapons, charging at the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.
Boom! Boom!
Enormous explosions shook the sky as Buddhist miracles and demonic spells collided, annihilating one another like fire and water.
Daoist Spiritual Master Jiugong controlled the four divine demons, attempting to suppress this young third realm abbot.
***
Inside the Donglin Prefecture military camp, General Wei Pingchuan was commanding the troops to retreat. With three powerful beasts appearing, defeat seemed inevitable.
Suddenly, a semi-transparent figure appeared behind him, looking ghostly yet divine.
“A first-rate warrior with such potent essence blood,” the figure said with a cold smile.
“General, retreat quickly!” an elderly Daoist shouted urgently.
Instantly, he sent forth a yellow talisman from his hand. The talisman erupted with pure energy, carrying the power to shatter evil while flying straight ahead.
