Chapter 51

As Lin Feng waved his hand, a golden light flashed, enveloping the entire tunnel.

The crowd was stunned, suddenly smelling a faint scent of sandalwood, their vision filled with blinding golden light, and their ears filled with the sounds of Buddhist chants, as if coming from a distant horizon, yet also seeming to resonate from within their hearts.

Accompanied by the chants, Lin Feng spoke calmly, "Although Zhu Hongwu is Zhu Yi's blood relative, he has never fulfilled his duty to guide him. He only uses rules and regulations to bind others, satisfying his own desire for control and personal gain. He is unworthy of being a father or a husband and has no right to interfere with Zhu Yi's choice of path."

"Zhu Yi is the son of an old friend of mine. Regardless of whether he joins my sect today, I will not stand by and let others suppress his development."

"The path this child chooses is his own, and he will be responsible for it."

Lin Feng's calm and resolute words resonated with Zhu Yi, who had always been determined, making him feel a warm and comforting sensation in his heart, and the years of pent-up frustration seemed to dissipate.

A middle-aged man in purple robes, his face as cold as water, shouted, "Rogue, you deserve to die!" He raised his hands, and nine light rings shot out, aiming directly at Lin Feng.

Zhu Yi, who had seen the middle-aged man in purple robes use his technique before, knew that anyone caught in his light rings would be immobilized and could only be captured helplessly. Seeing him use the same technique against Lin Feng, he couldn't help but warn, "Quick, dodge! Don't let the light hit you!"

Lin Feng remained composed, reciting calmly, "The Twenty-Four Heavenly Arhats Array, open!"

The relics he had previously released emitted a brilliant light, the golden light becoming even more dazzling, merging into a vast expanse of light mist, filling the entire tunnel. The scent of sandalwood permeated the air, and the Buddhist chants were deafening.

A giant hand emerged from the golden light mist, sweeping away three light rings with a single slap.

Next, a golden-robed arhat figure stepped out of the light mist, a ten-zhang tall giant. In two steps, he was already in front of the middle-aged man in purple robes, and a house-sized fist fell from above.

The middle-aged man in purple robes sneered, his hands forming seals, and the nine light rings suddenly aligned in a straight line in the air, like a long sword piercing the arhat's head.

The golden-robed arhat intoned a low Buddhist chant, palms together, and with a single clap, he caught the aligned light rings.

The light rings transformed again, nine rings interlocking like a chain, then arcing to bind the golden-robed arhat.

At this moment, the nine light rings connected end to end, forming a huge ring that encircled the golden-robed arhat, immobilizing him.

The golden-robed arhat struggled, but the light rings seemed elastic, expanding and contracting, neutralizing the arhat's immense strength, and he could not break free.

The middle-aged man in purple robes sneered, "I thought you were something, but you're nothing!"

The faces of the five Wuxing Sect cultivators also showed disdain. The old man in yellow robes stroked his gray beard and laughed, "So you're a remnant of the Great Thunderclap Temple. Unfortunately, your Dao techniques are not yet perfected..."

"Boom!"

Another pair of giant Buddha palms emerged from the light mist, and a second golden-robed arhat appeared, followed closely by a third...

The laughter of the Hou Mansion cultivators abruptly stopped.

"Ouch!" The old man in yellow robes, startled, accidentally pulled out a few strands of his beard, wincing in pain.

The middle-aged man in purple robes, his face filled with fear, watched as two more ten-zhang tall arhat figures burst out of the light mist, standing on either side, each grabbing the light rings that bound the first arhat.

"May the Buddha be merciful!"

With a low shout, the three arhats exerted their strength together, inside and out, and the light rings shattered!

The destruction of his innate magical tool caused the middle-aged man in purple robes to spew a mouthful of blood, falling backward without a sound.

Lin Feng laughed and asked, "Who is the one who is nothing?"

A Wuxing Sect cultivator shouted, "Three against one, what's there to be proud of? We have five people here, and we will destroy your arhats!"

Lin Feng chuckled, "So you think it's right to bully the few with the many?"

The cultivator shouted, "So what if it is?"

"Nothing." Lin Feng lightly clapped his hands, and one by one, golden-robed arhats emerged from the light mist.

The ten-zhang tall arhats, their heads reaching the tunnel ceiling, exuded an overwhelming presence.

When twenty-four such massive arhat figures appeared in the tunnel, they instantly created a terrifying pressure that seemed to block out the sky and the sun.

In the entire tunnel, the eyes of the Hou Mansion cultivators could not see the stone walls or the tunnel ceiling; they could only see the enormous bodies of the golden-robed arhats.

Twenty-four golden-robed arhats, each at the Foundation Establishment stage, such an array before the Wuxing Sect cultivators almost made them collapse, staring dumbfounded as the arhats surrounded them.

In the light mist, Lin Feng's light laughter echoed, "Bullying the few with the many? Haha..."

The old man in yellow robes, his face ashen, but still maintaining his composure, said, "Don't panic, this is probably an array. We just need to break out of the array's range!"

The other four also calmed down, and the five of them performed their techniques together. In the great array of Buddha light, the five-colored divine light appeared.

Unlike the array they used against the Liufeng Association, this time they were serious. The five of them spat out a mouthful of their innate true essence, which quickly evaporated in the five-colored divine light, causing it to change.

The originally distinct five-colored light columns merged into a single black light.

The black light, like a black silk, suddenly split open in the center.

Yellow-brown earth slowly flowed out from the crack, coalescing into a ball, and a tender green leaf bud sprouted, growing rapidly in the wind. The surrounding air magically froze into droplets of crystal-clear water, sprinkling onto the leaf bud, blooming into a magnificent and fiery flower.

The stamen of the fiery flower glowed with a pale golden light, and in the next moment, a tiny golden longsword shot out from the stamen, slicing through space like a fleeting streak.

The sword light, though thin and seemingly insignificant, was filled with destructive power. The killing power of this sword light was no less than that of a Golden Core talisman!

Lin Feng, hidden in the light mist, was unperturbed. With a thought, the twenty-four arhat figures' heads glowed with Buddha light, merging into a golden wheel, which smashed into the sword light.

It was like a slender, elegant longsword meeting a mighty axe capable of splitting the heavens. Amidst a mournful wailing sound, the longsword was comically and tragically shattered by the axe!

The five of them spat blood, and the old man in yellow robes roared, "Run! Whoever can escape, do so!"

Lin Feng heard this and laughed, "None of you will escape."

"Arhats with fierce eyes, subdue all! Subdue! Subdue! Subdue!"

The twenty-four golden-robed arhats glared and shouted together, and forty-eight golden hands pressed down.

Amidst the screams, all the Wuxing Sect cultivators were killed by the golden-robed arhats.

The middle-aged man in purple robes, who had previously fallen unconscious, suddenly leaped up from the ground, lit a talisman, and roared, "You will pay the price."

The talisman ignited, flashing in the air, and the middle-aged man in purple robes extended his finger, writing a large "Buddha" character in the air.

After a pause, he added a "Yu" character.

Lin Feng's heart stirred, and he did not immediately stop him. After a moment, as the "Buddha" and "Yu" characters burned with the talisman, turning into a flash of light and breaking through the air, he manipulated the arhat array to kill the middle-aged man in purple robes.

Sweeping through six Foundation Establishment cultivators with an unstoppable force, Lin Feng felt a sense of satisfaction.

Although he had already dealt with two Golden Core cultivators, those were close calls, and he had relied on cunning to pass. This time, it was completely fair and square, relying on his own strength to crush his opponents, winning in a satisfying and decisive manner.

Lin Feng thought to himself, "Indeed, improving one's own strength is the hard truth."

These twenty-four relics were truly excellent, providing sufficient magical power to the array without depleting Lin Feng's own, allowing the Qi Condensation stage Lin Feng to deploy the powerful Twenty-Four Heavenly Arhats Array.

After retracting the relic array, Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian approached, bowing again, "Master!"

Xiao Budian, with a grin, offered a small compliment, "Master is so powerful!"

Lin Feng smiled and patted his head, then turned to look at Zhu Yi, whose expression was calm.

Zhu Yi had now completely calmed down, bowing to Lin Feng, "Thank you, Daoist Sir, for saving me from this predicament."

Lin Feng remained composed, not speaking, knowing that Zhu Yi had more to say.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Zhu Yi continued, "I have a question, and I hope Daoist Sir can help me understand."

Lin Feng waved his sleeve, "Speak freely."

Zhu Yi took a deep breath and asked slowly, "May I ask, in Daoist Sir's heart, which is greater in this world, reason or power?"

Lin Feng carefully looked into Zhu Yi's eyes, seeing a calm and resolute gaze, clearly indicating that he already had his own answer.

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