Chapter 61

After joining forces with Fayuan, the first people the two encountered were actually six monks from the Jingang Temple who had banded together.

Now, with this temporary duo, Fayuan was the stronger one, so Lin Haoming naturally looked to him to take the lead.

What Lin Haoming didn't expect was that Fayuan, without a word, directly sent these monks to the afterlife.

Lin Haoming naturally lent a hand.

Unlike when he was with Wu Hongfei and deliberately held back, he had previously fought with Fayuan, and both knew each other's strengths. Lin Haoming's five-element swords all came out, and although his cultivation was a bit lower, his strength was not to be underestimated. He managed to slay one of the six monks.

While dealing with these people, Lin Haoming, who had previously taken the formation array that Wang Chen didn't dismantle when he fled, quietly set it up again. Without top-grade escape talismans, these six monks had no chance of leaving.

Under Fayuan's overwhelming strength, the six unfortunate monks were all sent to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha in less than a quarter of an hour.

Lin Haoming directly took the storage bags, while the little monk, who didn't care about such things, immediately began chanting the soul-soothing mantra over the six corpses.

Soon, the situation that had occurred before happened again. Some light points floating around Lin Haoming were once again absorbed by him, forming a third small portion of merit.

Fayuan, seeing Lin Haoming absorb a bit more merit, was curious. After burning the corpses, he said, "Layman Lin, your innate ability to absorb merit is truly interesting. How about next time, when we encounter others, I perform the rites, and you see how much merit you can absorb?"

Lin Haoming was more than happy to absorb all the merit and naturally agreed. However, he didn't expect that for the next two hours, they didn't encounter anyone.

But luck eventually came. After aimlessly wandering for over two hours, they suddenly heard the sound of a fight not far away. The sounds indicated that there were more than just a few people involved, so the two immediately ran over.

Previously, seeing over a dozen disciples of Tianjian Mountain had already seemed like a lot, but when they arrived here, Lin Haoming realized that compared to this, the previous encounter was like a drop in the ocean.

In this stone cave, which was only about a hundred zhang wide, the Hu Xiangzhen who had fled earlier had gathered over twenty more disciples of Tianjian Mountain.

In addition, nine monks from the Jingang Temple and nine disciples of the Blood Cult were working together to fight them.

It was a rare sight to see monks from the Jingang Temple and disciples of the demonic sects working together. They relied on each other and fiercely attacked the Tianjian Mountain disciples led by Hu Xiangzhen.

Fayuan and Lin Haoming hid at the entrance of the cave, watching the battle unfold.

However, just as they hid, Hu Xiangzhen, who was calmly directing the battle, suddenly looked over and shouted, "Thinking of reaping the benefits, how naive!"

With that, she slapped her storage bag, and the hammer she had used before reappeared, flying directly toward them.

Being discovered again, Lin Haoming felt a bitter smile.

But he wasn't worried. Fayuan had already jumped out, swinging his prayer beads and sending the hammer flying.

Seeing that the person who appeared was Fayuan, Hu Xiangzhen's face immediately changed.

Her face turned pale, and at that moment, someone among the demonic sect disciples shouted, "Junior Brother Lin!"

The person who spoke was none other than Wang Chen.

He had somehow mixed in with the other demonic sect disciples and encountered them again so quickly.

Wang Chen knew the little monk was powerful. Seeing that Lin Haoming was with the little monk, he had some thoughts and immediately came over.

"Junior Brother Lin, I hope you don't blame me for leaving first last time!" Wang Chen faced Lin Haoming, feeling somewhat awkward.

In that situation, if he could escape, he would have. So he couldn't really blame Wang Chen, especially since staying to face Fayuan would have been suicide. So he smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wang, that matter has nothing to do with you. But if we encounter Wu Hongfei, I hope Senior Brother Wang can help?"

"Of course!" Wang Chen felt relieved hearing Lin Haoming's words.

At this moment, Fayuan wasn't concerned with Wang Chen. Instead, he smiled at Hu Xiangzhen and said, "Xiangzhen, we are truly fated. I said I would give you a proper send-off, and here we meet again!"

"You were just lucky last time. This time, you won't be so lucky!"

Hu Xiangzhen's eyes flashed with venom. Without a word, she slapped her storage bag, and a talisman appeared in her hand. She immediately began chanting.

Soon, the talisman in her hand glowed with a golden light and transformed into a giant sword. The sword was over ten zhang long, completely golden and dazzling.

Summoning such a talisman treasure, Hu Xiangzhen still wasn't satisfied. She slapped her chest, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, splashing onto the golden sword. The sword immediately grew to more than twice its size.

"Bad!" Someone shouted first.

Immediately, whether it was the demonic sect disciples, the Buddhist monks, or even the Tianjian Mountain disciples, they all fled in terror, abandoning their fight.

But they realized this a bit too late.

The giant sword flashed and came down, and as it did, not only did the sword itself, but countless tiny sword auras also scattered, with terrifying power.

Lin Haoming and Wang Chen, who were at the cave entrance, immediately retreated when they saw this attack. As they retreated, they both slapped defensive talismans onto themselves and summoned shields.

Even so, when the sword struck, the two, who had retreated into the passage, still felt the terrifying sword aura. Wang Chen's shield was shattered, and the golden talisman on his body was almost on the verge of collapse.

As for Lin Haoming, his silver steel shield was left with countless sword marks. Although the shield was still usable, it had dropped a grade, from a high-grade magical tool to a mid-grade one.

Lin Haoming, seeing that the two who had retreated into the cave had suffered such damage from just the residual power, realized that the power of the talisman treasure was immense, at least three times as powerful as his own mountain cleaving axe talisman treasure. The main target of that sword was the little monk, so the little monk must be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Lin Haoming immediately returned to the cave entrance to check the situation.

Looking inside, Lin Haoming saw that the little monk had transformed back into his demon god form. However, he was not as terrifying as before. His entire body was covered in blades, densely crisscrossing, leaving almost no clean skin. The most severe injury was at the heart position on his chest, where the flesh was completely torn apart, and blood flowed all over the ground.

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