Mister Sea was in shock when he heard this. The reputation of the hall establisher of the Temple of Killings in Xi Huang was big and that fellow was also Qing Xuan’s official heir. Let’s not mention the fact that he was below the immortals, even many immortal Zhenren’s swordcraft was not as brilliant as his.

　　The master celestials of swords have absolute combat abilities all along and it could be said that they have an edge over those in the same state.

　　Even though Chen Jianmei was not impeccable yet to join the immortal Zhenren’s class, but his matchless swordcraft was truly terrifying. Even for him, to be able to subdue this person would require him to exert a good amount of work. He did not think that this figure from nowhere would be able to put Chen Jianmei in a life and death situation.

　　Mister Sea’s evaluation of this person increased again and he was increasingly alert.

　　Baoyue the Venerable faintly sighed after he heard what the young man had to say, “You are Beidou Xingjun who broke the Ming Wang Temple mountain gate?”

　　The young man’s eyes narrowed and a radiance flashed through his eyes. He then said, “I am Chen Beidou, not some Xingjun but the Mountain God of Mount Zhong.”

　　Baoyue the Venerable clapped his hands together and said a mantra, He lightly followed, “Then it is true that Tanyue is an inborn deity, or else how could you easily leave Mount Zhong. I did not think that the universe now could breed such figure as Tanyue.”

　　Chen Beidou coolly asked, “Are you done?”

　　Baoyue the Venerable nodded.

　　“I am going to ask you something. If you do not answer, then you should just die.” Chen Beidou’s eyes revealed the chilling sword will. It sizzled in the cloudless sky, as though there were undulated lightning.

　　Mister Sea was a demon snake and had a natural fear of thunder technique. This was especially under Chen Beidou’s killing vibes, the lightning towered towards the skies and shot through the stars. The primed lightning was graver than the majesty of the Xuanmen’s thunder technique, causing him to tremble within.

　　And then, this trembled transformed into embarrassment and fury. No matter how capable this person was, could he have surpass Da Ming Wang of the time, the current Lu Jiuyuan?

　　Behind him, a light of water slowly rose and it covered the entire sky. Its monstrous force was enough to destroy ten mountains.

　　Chen Beidou did not even bat an eyelid when facing such horrifying mana. “Ignorant demon, no matter how powerful your mana is, one is ignorant without understanding Dao.”

　　Baoyue the Venerable asked softly, “Tanyue wants to ask about Huike the Venerable whereabouts, yes? I truly cannot disclose. As for me, I should have already died.”

　　Baoyue the Venerable’s golden body scattered and disappeared. Bits of silver brilliance then condensed into a moonlight color treasure wheel that symbolized satisfaction and disengagement.

　　This was the matchless Jinguang Temple’s Dharma that was passed down from the Moonlight Buddha named ‘Wheel of Disengagement’. Originally, this could only be cast once the status of Bodhisattva was achieved but Baoyue was actually able to cast this ‘Wheel of Disengagement’, which only those of the Bodhisattva status could use, by using his Nirvana Dharma, dispersed cultivation experience and his Golden Luohan state.

　　At that time, it was unknown just how many peerless demon kings were subdued by Moonlight Buddha using this Wheel of Disengagement. Demons were vanquished and the Dao was protected, the people respected the Moonlight Buddha for it. The legend of it lived.

　　The radiant light was resplendent. The wheel of light spun rapidly and it sizzled in midair. Even the night scene was influenced as it trembled continuously, as though the bright moon in the sky would be shaken from the sky and fall into the mortal world.

　　The bright moon did not fall but countless moonlight surged into the ‘Wheel of Disengagement’, accompanied by something similar to a thunderous clapping sound. Grains appeared on the wheel, as though it was portraying the scriptures that Buddha used for his lectures to liberate the masses.

　　The pagoda of the Jinguang Temple even shattered immediately and with the pagoda as the middle, the cracks spread. The monks within the temple were in a state of unrest.

　　Mister Sea could only protect himself with a protective light.

　　Chen Beidou was fearless and did not even make a move to interrupt it. Despite the fact that even though while Baoyue the Venerable displayed the ‘Wheel of Disengagement’, there was an unseen great power protecting him.

　　Once the wheel of light spun to a speed limit, it directly flew out, as though it wanted to cut the universe apart.

　　And the target of the wheel was Chen Beidou who was standing in the sky.

　　This aghast and horrifying force was enough to destroy a ten thousand feet mountain and crush it to dust.

　　The earth shaking fluctuation of the Qi of vitality at this moment caused the living beings in a hundred mile radius to quiver and it filled their heart with fear.

　　In the midst of the ear piercing radiant brilliance, a groaning of the sword resounded slowly like wisps.

　　The wheel of light that was like the millstone of the universe was grinding against Chen Beidou’s tiny body.

　　He resisted the wheel with his long sword as his body could not stop going backwards. It was only until a good few miles that only could he slowly halted. While this happened, it was unknown just how many times the sword aura from the long sword attacked the Wheel of Disengagement.

　　This horrifying power spread open like the willful wide ocean.

　　Mister Sea, ultimately, still had feelings for the Jinguang Temple. The limitless light of water held up against the scattered energy.

　　As for that Wheel of Disengagement, it was annihilated by Chen Beidou’s sword aura after a short moment.

　　That person proudly erected himself in midair, the universe was filled with moonlight once more and Baoyue the Venerable was nowhere to be seen anymore. Only a small scrap of his monk robes floated about in midair, like a butterfly dancing in the night sky.

　　Finally, it exploded abruptly and was turned to scattering dust.

　　Chen Beidou left a remark, “Remarkable monk.”

　　The long sword returned to the sheath loudly and clearly. In midair, Chen Beiydou began shrinking into an inch and vanished within the blink of an eye, as though he was disdained to fight against Mister Sea and even refused to deal with the monks of Jinguang Temple.

　　Mister Sea was at a lost in midair when Baoyue’s voice rang in his ear, “Fahai, this Jinguang Temple is yours now.”

　　The old monk had given him the name, Fahai, meaning that his mana was boundless and it could split the sea and mountains. Nonetheless, compared to Chen Beidou, there was still a big gap to be filled.

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　　The Five Iridescent Clouds beneath Shen Lian’s feet extended and picked up the woman onto it. The heavenly wind brushed through her tousled hair. It could be seen that she was rushing the whole time and it was indeed taxing. As for the flowing tears from her eyes despite her exhausted looks meant that she was really worried about her master.

　　Shen Lian was not fazed and he asked calmly, “Your master is Chen Jianmei?”

　　The young woman nodded. An extremely gentle mana followed and made her stood up naturally. At the same time, this abundant and mellow mana infused into/with her body. The exhaustion from the days of rushing through was eliminated entirely and there was an unspeakable energy flooding her entire body.

　　Because of the thought of her master, Chen Jianmei’s, serious injuries, she did not dwell in this feeling but began, “I, Fang Yanying, am my Master’s disciple. Ten days ago, my Master was injured fatally by someone at the Temple of Killings. In one night, he vomited blood a few times and could not get out from his bed. With his senior cultivation experience, he actually could not stop vomiting blood. We saw that we were helpless and so I made this bold move to personally steer the sword gleam and come looking for you, Uncle-Master.”

　　Shen Lian thought to himself, “The Temple of Killings is also considered a spinoff of Qing Xuan. Even though this child has not formally enter the sect, but Senior Brother Chen always had a high scope. Since he has recruited her as his disciples, chances are that he would also bring her back here. Or else, how would a kid like her know the whereabouts of Qing Xuan. Nonetheless, Senior Brother Chen is injured and I’m afraid I have to immediately reach him.”

　　His thought stopped right here and then he said, “You came here from thousands of miles and by right, I should let you rest but since Senior Brother Chen is injured, we have to immediately depart to the Temple of Killings. For you to be able to reach here in ten days, I could see that you’ve used Senior Brother Chen’s secret sword talisman. Give to me, I’ll re-cultivate ceremonially for you.”

　　Fan Yanying was filled with respect for this Uncle-Master Chief. He truly was an intelligent and wise man.

　　She hurriedly handed the sword talisman over and Shen Lian took it and put it into his sleeves. He then said, “We’re leaving now. Be careful.”

　　Fang Yanying only felt dizzy as clouds surrounded her.