"Amitabha, in broad daylight, how can you so brazenly barge in?"

At that moment, a Buddhist chant resonated.

A young monk entered.

This young monk was precisely Xia Liu.

"Who is this little monk? Get out of the way!!!"

Poison Hand coldly snorted as he looked at Xia Liu.

"Sir, you seem quite hot-tempered. Let this humble monk help you cool down a bit."

Xia Liu walked up to Poison Hand.

His face, kind and benevolent, revealed a set of bright white teeth.

Smack! Smack! Smack!!!

The next second, a series of sharp slaps abruptly sounded.

Xia Liu's hands moved with the speed of lightning, striking directly on Poison Hand's face.

Instantly, Poison Hand's face swelled up.

The scene unfolded too quickly.

Not only did the other people present not react in time.

Even Poison Hand himself did not react before his face was swollen.

"Is your anger gone now?"

Xia Liu looked at Poison Hand with a smile in his eyes.

"You... are asking for death!!!"

Poison Hand recovered, a flash of rage crossing his eyes.

He launched a palm strike toward Xia Liu.

Boom!!!

However, Poison Hand's palm strike hadn't yet reached Xia Liu.

Xia Liu's fist, fast as lightning, landed on him first.

With a thunderous boom,

Poison Hand was directly blown away by Xia Liu's punch,

smashing into a wall several meters away.

Breaking the wall and creating a huge hole in it.

A cloud of dust and debris flew out.

The crowd present was visibly shocked.

Poison Spirit's expression changed, becoming stern.

His eyes displayed a hint of astonishment as he looked at Xia Liu.

"Your anger should be mostly gone now."

Xia Liu pursed his lips.

Cough! Cough! Cough!!!

At that moment, a series of coughs emerged.

Poison Hand climbed out from the rubble of the wall.

At this point, Poison Hand had a ferocious look, his eyes filled with intense anger, and blood dripped from his mouth.

His body had clearly sustained serious damage.

"You... Poison Spirit, kill him!!!"

Poison Hand clutched his chest.

With fury in his eyes fixed on Xia Liu, he commanded Poison Spirit.

Boom!!!

Immediately, a terrifying aura burst forth from Poison Spirit.

His gaze coldly fixed on Xia Liu, a horrifying poison gas erupted from his body.

Poison Spirit attacked Xia Liu.

"Amitabha!!!"

At this point, Xia Liu brought his hands together, his expression solemn and devoted.

Boom!!!

The next second, a dazzling golden light burst from Xia Liu.

The golden light directly blocked the poison gas released by Poison Spirit.

Soon afterward, Poison Spirit swung his palms, deploying a powerful martial arts technique toward Xia Liu.

His palms contained terrifying poison gas, and as they rubbed against the void, a squeaking sound was emitted.

Even the air was corroded by the poison gas.

It showed just how potent the poison gas in his palms was.

"Vajra Palm!!!"

Xia Liu's expression turned stern as he maneuvered his hands.

Suddenly, his right palm thrust forth.

Bang!!!

As Xia Liu's palm struck,

a golden handprint appeared in the void, as if a Buddha's handprint had descended.

Carrying a profound Buddha's power, it suppressed the attack of Poison Spirit.

Soon, their attacks collided,

resulting in a series of deafening booms.

A terrifying golden Buddha light burst forth.

Profound Buddha's power permeated the entire venue.

Everyone felt a tremor in their hearts.

The entire venue's floor shattered completely.

Tian Yan and Lie Hu were pushed back repeatedly by this terrifying energy.

They felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation and extreme oppression.

Shock was evident in their eyes.

As for Xia Liu, his palm strike directly destroyed both the attack and poison from Poison Spirit.

This palm forced Poison Spirit to kneel on the ground, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"You... you're a Fourth Grade Grandmaster?"

At this moment, the Poison Spirit kneeling on the ground looked at Xia Liu with an expression of disbelief.

He himself was a Third Grade Grandmaster.

Xia Liu had defeated him with a single move, his strength had to be that of a Fourth Grade Grandmaster.

Otherwise, even if the other were a Third Grade Grandmaster, he could not have defeated him so easily.

"Fourth Grade Grandmaster? How is that possible?"

Poison Hand's expression changed drastically, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at Xia Liu.

This young monk appeared to be only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Reaching the Grandmaster Realm at this age would already classify him as a Martial Arts Monster.

Let alone attaining the Fourth Grade Grandmaster Realm.

This was truly a monster among monsters.

Both of them, relying on the special cultivation techniques and resources left by Poison Doctor,

had spent decades to advance from First Grade Grandmaster to now a Third Grade Grandmaster.

Yet this young monk was stronger than them at such an age, which was absolutely astounding.

Tian Yan and Lie Hu also looked at Xia Liu with faces full of surprise.

"Which Sect do you belong to?"

Poison Spirit looked at Xia Liu with a heavy expression.

"Little monk Xia Liu from Huashan Temple, feel free to visit sometime."

Xia Liu said with a smile.

"We admit defeat today, kill us if you must!!!"

Poison Spirit said coldly.

"I am a monk, how could I take a life? You may leave."

Xia Liu spoke.

"Let's go!!!"

Poison Spirit immediately got up from the ground and spoke to Poison Hand.

The two of them quickly left the area.

Xia Liu's gaze swept towards Tian Yan and Lie Hu.

"Where is my elder brother?"

Xia Liu asked, pursing his lips.

"Your elder brother??"

Tian Yan and Lie Hu looked at Xia Liu in shock.

"It's Chu Feng, isn't he staying around here?"

"My elder brother told me to find him here if I needed to."

Xia Liu said, rubbing his bald head.

"Turns out, you are affiliated with the master. The master has gone to the East Sea to attend an auction and is not here,"

Tian Yan spoke.

"Oh, I see!!!"

Xia Liu nodded.

"Then I'll be leaving!!!"

Xia Liu said, and then he turned and left the area.

"The master really has a lot of powerful people around him, even a little monk is so formidable!!!"

Lie Hu exclaimed.

"That's why we also need to improve our strength quickly."

"Otherwise we'll embarrass our master and the Master of Demon Prison later on."

Tian Yan said solemnly.

"Hm!!!"

Lie Hu nodded.

Meanwhile, in the Western World.

A proclamation was issued that shook the Dark Realm.

The message was simple, just five words: "Death God Temple has emerged."

But these five words shook the entire Western Dark Realm.

Death God Temple was a superpower in the Western World, known since a decade ago.

Initially, it had shocked the whole Dark Realm.

Whenever Death God Temple made a move, deaths were certain.

Whoever the target of Death God Temple was, regardless of who they were,

had only one path: death.

The Death God Palace Master, Death God, was one of the Dark Eight Gods,

a terrifyingly formidable figure in the Dark Realm that made people shiver at the mere mention of his name.

Even his notorious reputation exceeds that of the current Master of Demon Prison, Demon Lord.

A decade ago, when Death God made a move,

it caused people to shudder with fear, their scalps exploding with terror!!!

Death God was also known as the Hell Death God.

People believed that Death God was the real Death God from Hell who came to snatch away lives!!!

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