Chapter 1304: Chapter 1302: Incident at Lingyin Temple
“You… why?”
Wu Nian looked at Wuwei and spoke.
“Senior Brother, I’m sorry, hand over the Supre Scripture!”
Wuwei’s face was cold, his eyes glinting with an icy chill as he stared at Wu Nian.
“You actually dared to betray for the Supre Scripture. Have you gone mad?”
Wu Nian looked at Wuwei, his face filled with rage as he spoke.
“He’s not mad. He simply wants to replace you and beco the new Abbot of Lingyin Temple!”
A chilling voice abruptly echoed as an elderly monk garbed in a gray robe walked in.
“Yuanji, it’s you! You… the two of you are working together?”
Clutching his chest, Wu Nian stared at them in utter disbelief.
“That’s right. Wu Nian, could you have imagined this? Your brilliance throughout your life, only to end up dying at the hands of your own junior brother. Isn’t it tragic?”
The elderly monk, none other than Yuanji, the Abbot of Mingwang Temple, sneered coldly at Wu Nian.
“Senior Brother, hand over the Supre Scripture, and I can grant you a swift death!”
Wuwei spoke again.
“Wuwei, you’ve lost your mind to collaborate with Mingwang Temple. Aren’t you afraid of enraging the Ancestors?”
Wu Nian roared furiously.
“Hmph, rest assured, I brought several Ancestors of Mingwang Temple with today. Among them, one has successfully broken through the Void-breaking Realm and stepped into the legendary Body Refinent Realm. If any of those old n in Lingyin Temple want to die, I can oblige them!”
Yuanji snorted coldly, his face frosty.
“You… you all…”
Wu Nian glared at the two in fury. Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from his body as he flung a string of Buddha Beads toward them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yuanji and Wuwei struck out imdiately, shattering the Buddha Beads. Taking advantage of the mont, Wu Nian dashed past them and fled.
“Chase him!”
Yuanji commanded, and he and Wuwei pursued him.
anwhile, Yuanji led a large number of Mingwang Temple experts, and Wuwei commanded half of Lingyin Temple’s forces, launching attacks on those loyal to Wu Nian. Chaos erupted across Lingyin Temple.
Hidden Ancestors of Lingyin Temple erged one by one, but so did several Ancestors from Mingwang Temple. Among them, one emanated an aura surpassing the Void-breaking Realm, clearly having stepped into the Ancient Realm as a Body Refinent Warrior. This caused the expressions of Lingyin Temple’s Ancestors to darken considerably.
“Qijie!”
Enduring his injuries, Wu Nian made his way to Qijie’s residence. At this mont, Qijie was being attacked by two Celestial Being experts from Mingwang Temple, who were swiftly killed by a single palm strike from Wu Nian.
“Master, what happened to you? Who hurt you?”
Qijie turned pale, seeing the blood staining Wu Nian’s chest.
“Take this Storage Ring and leave imdiately! Inside are the Supre Scripture and a Buddha Relic. Comprehend the Supre Scripture, find the hidden treasures of the Buddha Sect, and leave here at once!”
Wu Nian handed his Storage Ring to Qijie, urging him.
“Master…”
Qijie’s eyes glistened as he looked at Wu Nian.
“Go now!”
Wu Nian shouted loudly, coughing up another mouthful of blood.
“Hmph, you’re not going anywhere today. Hand over the Supre Scripture!”
Yuanji and Wuwei appeared, their eyes fixed coldly on the two.
“Uncle Wuwei, you actually…”
Seeing Wuwei, Qijie’s expression changed dramatically, filled with shock.
“Qijie, leave now! I’ll hold them off!”
Wu Nian shouted.
“Hmph, Wu Nian, you can barely protect yourself, and yet you think you can save your disciple?”
Yuanji sneered and struck out with a palm infused with terrifying power toward Wu Nian.
“Who dares harm my Senior Brother!”
A furious roar echoed as Wu Nu, the head of the Arhat Hall of Lingyin Temple, rushed in and intercepted Yuanji’s palm, though he staggered back several steps.
“Wu Nu, take Qijie and leave Lingyin Temple now!”
Wu Nian commanded Wu Nu directly.
“Senior Brother…”
Wu Nu looked at Wu Nian with heavy eyes.
“Enough! That’s an order. Even if it costs your life, you must protect Qijie. Go now!”
Wu Nian roared and charged toward Yuanji and Wuwei, forming hand seals as an unparalleled Buddha Dao light erupted from him.
“True Qi Ignition, Supre Palm!”
Wu Nian shouted, burning his True Qi and blood, sacrificing his life for his most powerful attack. A fearso palm strike slamd toward Yuanji and Wuwei.
“Master!”
Watching Wu Nian burn his own life, Qijie cried out.
“Go now!”
Tears of sorrow glead in Wu Nu’s eyes as he swiftly took Qijie away.
Boom!
A deafening explosion shook the air as golden Buddha light engulfed the surroundings. The devastating shockwave obliterated everything in its path.
As the dust and light cleared, Wu Nian was seen kneeling on the ground. His face was lined with wrinkles, his hair completely white, and an air of serenity surrounded him. Yet his life force had completely extinguished—he had passed into eternal peace.
Cough, cough, cough!
Amid choking coughs, Wuwei and Yuanji crawled out from two deep craters. Their robes were in tatters, their faces pale, and blood streaked their lips. They had both sustained severe injuries from Wu Nian’s sacrificial attack.
Had Wu Nian not already been gravely wounded by Wuwei’s earlier stab, impacting his strength, the full force of his final strike would have left no survivors.
“Damn it! I never imagined that old man would sacrifice himself to protect that young monk!”
Yuanji’s face twisted with frustration.
“The Supre Scripture must be with Qijie!”
Wuwei’s eyes burned with intensity as he looked at Wu Nian’s lifeless body.
“Pursue him. We must retrieve the Supre Scripture at all costs!”
Yuanji barked, the malice in his eyes deepening.
In China, high above a stretch of emptiness, an elderly man in white robes and a dashing young man stood atop their Flying Swords, traversing the void with heroic grace.
“Elder, this trip has proven quite fruitful. I no longer need to fret over a gift for the Sect Leader’s birthday!”
The young man stood with his hands behind his back, exuding charm and elegance.
“Feichen, you must seize the opportunity to make a good impression at the Sect Leader’s birthday. The future of Tianquan Peak lies in your hands.”
The Elder spoke with a calm deanor.
“I will not disappoint!”
Shooting an expectant glance into the distance, the young man replied confidently.
“Wait!”
Suddenly, the white-haired Elder halted abruptly, his gaze scanning the mountain below.
“What’s the matter, Elder?”
The young man asked, puzzled by the Elder’s sudden change in deanor.
“Descend. I just sensed a massive surge of energy in this area. The Spiritual Energy here is significantly denser than elsewhere. There might be rare treasures below!”
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