On the vast plains, the mocking words of Qingfeng, deliberately spread across the wilderness, fell heavily, but the three high monks of the Buddhist Sect seed not to hear them at all, still focusing all their attention on besieging the powerful Demon Venerable at the center of the battlefield, completely ignoring the over ten Confucians approaching them.
Clearly, the three monks understood that the visitors from the Confucian Sect could only play verbal gas; with the Saint’s restraint, these Confucians dared not do anything directly deceitful, or else they’d face punishnt from the Saint and scorn from all humans in the Calamity Realm.
But this doesn’t an that the three monks simply tolerated Qingfeng’s mockery; they indeed had the patience to endure, but sotis, one can be a bit flexible and let the opponent suffer a silent loss.
For instance, now, shortly after Qingfeng’s verbal attack on the Buddhist Sect, the three high monks attacking the Demon Venerable jointly reached a slight tacit understanding.
They were still fully engaged in besieging the terrifying Demon Venerable at the center of the battlefield, whether on the ground with the two Vajra Incarnations or the spell-casting high monks seated high in the sky, but subtly, the core point of their joint pressure shifted slightly; thus, the Demon Venerable, previously suppressed at their original location, started to shift due to their combined force.
This change in position wasn’t very noticeable at first, not heading directly in a specific direction, but in its wavering and andering trajectory, there was a vague sense of moving towards the onlooking Confucians, and perhaps in the next mont, the Demon Venerable might be guided towards Qingfeng and his fellow travelers, which would co as no surprise.
This resulted in a sowhat comical scene where Qingfeng realized that the Buddhist high monks had intentions to trick them, prompting him to occasionally lead his fellow travelers to shift their positions to avoid risk; a direct retreat was impossible, as that would imply fear of the Buddhist Sect.
But the three high monks of the Buddhist Sect also had their strategies, employing a sudden and random shift in position, keeping the reluctant-to-leave Confucians in constant suspense, fearing that the terrifying Demon Venerable might suddenly barge into them.
"Haha... The scheming between the Buddhist Sect and Confucian Sect is just too amusing..."
Observing this from the battlefield’s periphery, Wang Zhifan couldn’t hold it in anymore; he genuinely didn’t expect that at such a critical mont with a great enemy before them, both the Buddhist and Confucian Sects would play such a clumsy farce, making it hard to suppress laughter.
Beside him, the focus of Long Dao seed different; she paid no attention to the subtle scheming between the Buddhist and Confucian Sects, focusing instead on the terrifying Demon Venerable who was the absolute focal point of the battlefield. She suddenly exclaid, "That Demon Venerable is a bit strange... his aura just changed, fluctuating between weak and strong..."
Hearing her, Wang Zhifan was also drawn to pay attention, as he knew that this Dragon Lady was no ordinary person and her observation skills possibly surpassed his.
"During a big battle, what’s so strange about such minor changes?"
He imdiately fixed his gaze on the distant Demon Venerable who was still engaged in a fierce battle with the three high monks, while recalling his judgnt of the Demon Venerable’s aura earlier.
Indeed, just like the Dragon Lady said, he too had sensed fluctuations in the aura of the Demon Venerable at the battlefield center. However, the problem is that such fluctuations weren’t particularly odd.
In battle, it is common for aura to slightly diminish due to injury or slightly rise due to a power explosion to counterattack, which is entirely logical, making it difficult to judge anything from this alone.
"Just watch so more," she said.
The Dragon Lady did not explain further to Wang Zhifan, but rely urged him to continue observing the battlefield situation, as it seed that so change was imminent.
The ti it took for a cup of tea to brew passed swiftly.
During this ti, the three high monks of the Buddhist Sect continued to besiege the gigantic Demon Venerable, while the Confucian mbers, led by Qingfeng, occasionally hurled verbal attacks from the side, mocking them for their inability to quickly resolve this demon.
The Buddhist high monks continued not to retort the taunts, yet their subtle intentions beca increasingly apparent, causing considerable psychological pressure on the Confucians. Nonetheless, it hadn’t yet resulted in any real accidents, and both sides continued to secretly tug-of-war around the Demon Venerable.
But just when everyone thought this battle would continue tediously, an unexpected change occurred!
Suddenly, the three high monks, who had been jointly suppressing the central Demon Venerable, had their Vajra Dharma Bodies simultaneously shattered, and the three avatars spewed golden Buddhist blood while being blasted away! They were instantly flung a hundred feet away by the suddenly soaring terrible aura of the Demon Venerable and the fiercely erupting dark blue demonic flas! The situation collapsed almost in the blink of an eye!
"Are these three old monks just acting?"
Seeing this, Wang Zhifan was, at first, skeptical that the three high monks had truly fallen; for he sensed that they were not heavily injured, nor had the Demon Venerable suddenly beco unimaginably stronger—he had rely entered a slightly excessive burst state, so they should have been able to continue fighting instead of collectively acting as if on the brink of death.
However, Qingfeng, at the center of the battle representing the Confucian Sect, seed indifferent to this point. As soon as he saw the three Buddhist high monks being suddenly blasted away by the Demon Venerable, he imdiately led over a dozen fellow sect mbers to advance, confronting the Demon Venerable head-on with him at the lead.
"Everyone assist ! Confucian Saint Demon-Slaying Chapter!"
In the instant of facing the terrifying Demon Venerable, the imnsely powerful Confucian expert wore an incredibly grave expression, contrasting sharply with the previous relaxed mockery towards the Buddhist Sect.
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