Chapter 590: Golden Cicada of the Big Leiyin Temple

The old man stood frozen in the void.

He had lost an arm, which was not a serious injury for a Martial Emperor realm expert.

However, he lingered in the void with a stiff face, blankly looking down at the fist-sized dents on his body, with eyes filled with grief and despair. He roared, “How… despicable of you! Did you hide your strength?”

Ding Hao sneered and said nothing.

He didn’t want to talk to him anymore.

Ding Hao had tested out the real strength of the old man with the first move and confirmed that he didn’t hide his ability, so he decided not to use the Supreme Strength in the rusted sword or the magic saber.

However, to avoid destroying the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain or hurting others, Ding Hao suppressed his physical strength and led the old man to think that they were on par with each other. Then, when he was unprepared, Ding Hao suddenly attacked with all his might and defeated the old man with one strike.

At this time, all the vitality in the old man’s body had been destroyed by the horrifying fist force.

He was no longer able to resist.

It was no longer possible for them to destroy the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect or kill any of its disciples.

One careless move forfeited the whole game.

“Haha, haha… Well, the younger generations indeed tend to outshine the old ones. I’ve underestimated you.” The old man laughed. “But, kid, don’t be conceited. It is beyond your current capability to destroy the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. Don’t forget how deep-rooted a super sect can be. Haha!”

The laughter faded away.

“Bang bang bang!”

The terrifying fist force finally broke out to the fullest extent, and streams of blood spurted out from the old man’s body. In an instant, this sword expert at the Martial Emperor realm exploded into a bloody mist.

The Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain echoed with cheers.

Ding Hao slowly landed on the ground. A large crowd rushed over from all directions and surrounded him with excitement.

It was over.

“Repair the sect gate and treat the injured immediately.” Looking up at Han Yangjian who was nailed to the distant stone wall, Ding Hao said, “Lock him up in the blood prison. Wait for Li Lan to deal with him when he returns.”

Speaking of this, Ding Hao suddenly felt a little melancholic.

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He looked up at the higher step area of the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain.

“Now, it’s time for me to meet Tang Folei!”

The Zero Thought Sect.

Being the only Buddhist sect among the nine major sects of Snow Province, the Zero Thought Sect stood aloof from worldly affairs. Though it didn’t have many disciples, its strength was not something easily brushed off. Besides, with the support of the Big Leiyin Temple, a sacred place of Western Desert Buddhism, no one dared to look down upon it.

Having become allies of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, the Zero Thought Sect had sent a team to aid them when the demons attacked their sect mountain.

Unfortunately, they were obstructed by a mysterious force halfway. When they passed through it, the battle had ended and the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had already been destroyed. It was useless to stay so they returned to their sect.

The Zero Thought Sect was located at the top of an ice-capped mountain in Snow Province, isolated from the world.

Around the great snow mountain was a vast grassland on which there were only two seasons: summer and winter. Millions of herdsmen lived there under the protection of the Zero Thought Sect. It was quite a paradise. Looking at the snow mountain from the grassland, white peaks stood tall, penetrating the clouds. The temples of the Zero Thought Sect were built on these ice peaks.

A few days earlier, a strange sight appeared.

All the herdsmen saw the Buddha’s light shining brightly at the peak of the great snow mountain. Golden light covered the sky. Sanskrit sounds arose. It was as if the Buddha had descended, showing all kinds of miracles. Wherever the golden light touched, the grass flourished, and the livestock was reinvigorated. The hidden diseases and injuries of many herdsmen disappeared in an instant…

This strange sight appeared every morning.

The herdsmen, who were devoted followers of Buddhism, knelt on the ground and prayed.

Their faith grew stronger.

Mount Zero Thought, the largest peak of the Zero Thought Sect.

The leaders of the Zero Thought Sect all appeared in front of the Mahavira Hall. Candles were lit up and the sandalwood was burning.

There was a subtle refreshing aroma in the air.

Zero Thought Immortal Nun’s gaze fell on two of them.

One of them was about 20 years old. He was a handsome young monk in a cassock. His skin was fair as jade, glowing with a faint silver light. Six vermilion ring marks were left on his white bald head while a pale golden halo flickered by its crown. His whole body emanated a soft and powerful aura.

He was a very handsome young man. Even if he had shaved his head, it was still not difficult to tell the elegance and wisdom on his face. He didn’t seem like a common person. If he returned to the secular world, he would definitely be a peerless handsome man who could make countless girls fall in love with him.

It was a little strange that such a handsome young monk would appear in the Zero Thought Sect, a sect of all nuns.

However, many high-ranking members of the Zero Thought Sect, including Zero Thought Immortal Nun, were looking at him with admiration.

The young monk placed one hand on the person in front of him. Golden Sanskrit floated around his arm as if he were healing the other person.