The Lin Clan disciples were also alert, and not just Lin Zongquan alone; the rest quickly realized that something was amiss.

At this point, they could no longer care about their original tacit understanding and coordination, and they hurriedly regrouped, retreating while fighting.

Even if this made them vulnerable to Zhou Zihang and other Celestial Master Mansion disciples who seized the opportunity to inflict casualties, these Lin Clan disciples could no longer care about that.

At the moment, the biggest threat to them was that lone killing god in the forest!

"Did they only set up an ambush on this side of Great Qing Peak, or are there others at Jiuyuan Lake as well?"

At this moment, Lei Jun, dressed in an Apricot Daoist Robe, slightly flexed his neck, returning to his original form, and his height instantly increased by a notch.

He sped up, quickly catching up to those Lin Clan disciples.

He too threw out a Chain Blazing Flame Talisman.

Its power was much greater than that of the Chain Blazing Flame Talismans used by Zhou Zihang and the others.

A sea of fire spread out, directly setting the mountain ablaze.

Only a few of the Lin Clan disciples, like Lin Zongquan, who had been gifted protective treasures by their clan elders, managed to narrowly escape with their lives by sacrificing their personal Spiritual Treasures. The rest were enveloped by the sea of fire and immediately swallowed by the flames.

Lei Jun did not stop, continuing the chase.

As he crested a hill and saw Lin Zongquan and the others trying to escape down the mountain, Lei Jun conjured another Spirit Talisman.

A Flying Fire Talisman.

The flames flew high into the air, then descended.

He even calculated the lead correctly, making it land precisely on the heads of the last few Lin Clan disciples.

But Lei Jun slightly furrowed his brow, sensing something unusual.

As expected, with Lin Zongquan and the others in utter despair, a glaze-colored, clear Buddhist light suddenly converged above their heads, transforming into a translucent lotus flower.

The lotus flower blocked the descending fire from the Flying Fire Talisman.

The flames erupted with a thunderous bang!

The power of Lei Jun's Flying Fire Talisman was even greater than the Chain Blazing Flame Talismans used by Zhou Zihang and the others.

However, the owner of that Glazed Lotus was no longer among the Lower Three Heavens cultivators like Lin Zongquan.

It was actually a direct disciple from Xuantian Temple, a sacred land of the Buddhist Precept Adhering Lineage in the Middle Three Heavens—someone whose cultivation strength was even higher than that of Dexiang, whom Lei Jun had encountered in Qiluo Valley previously.

Lei Jun glanced over and saw a young monk with a bitter expression and a withered appearance approaching from afar.

Clearly, it was none other than Yongxiang Monk, Xuantian Temple's direct disciple, whom he had seen before.

At that time, Lei Jun could see Yongxiang Monk, but Yongxiang Monk could not see him.

Nevertheless, just as Lei Jun had seen a portrait of Yongxiang Monk before, the other party seemed to have also seen a portrait of Lei Jun. He stopped in his tracks with his palms pressed together: "Are you Master Lei from Dragon Tiger Mountain before me? I am Yongxiang from Xuantian Temple, and I offer my respectful greetings."

Lei Jun did not return the gesture. His gaze fixed on Lin Zongquan and the others, his feet moving.

Seeing this, a few Lin Clan disciples turned, wanting to flee again.

But their forms were all frozen in place.

Underneath the feet of each one of them, a delicate Glazed Lotus appeared.

The lotus seemed to root upon touching the ground, rendering Lin Zongquan and the others unable to move.

They turned to look at Lei Jun, who was like a killing god, and then at Yongxiang Monk, who had first saved them and then rooted them in place. They were overcome with a mix of shock, anger, and fear.

Yongxiang Monk's actions did not make Lei Jun halt his advance.

He continued to approach Lin Zongquan and the others.

"I would ask Master Lei to show mercy," Yongxiang Monk said, standing between Lei Jun and those few Lin Clan disciples with his palms together.

Lei Jun raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't heard that Xuantian Temple was in league with the Lin Clan of Jiangzhou?"

Yongxiang Monk shook his head. "Xuantian Temple has no intention of interfering in the conflict between your sect and the Jiangzhou Lin Clan. I, personally, was simply passing by and could not bear to see blood on the Taoist's hands."

"One grudge leads to another, entangling karma. Master Lei, you are a person of great Wisdom Root, and I truly do not wish to see you fall into the sea of bitter obsession with killing."

Lei Jun looked the other up and down.

Yongxiang Monk gave him a different impression than Dexiang Monk did.

The other probably wasn't a disciple of the Lin Clan who had joined Xuantian Temple.

Even if Xuantian Temple was infiltrated by descendants of noble families, it wouldn't be entirely porous like a sieve.

Yongxiang Monk wasn't invoking the name of Xuantian Temple either.

But...

Lei Jun had no intention of changing his mind. "Although I am a disciple of the Mystic Sect, I have heard that in the Buddhist Sect there is a saying, 'If I do not enter Hell, who will…'"

Before Yongxiang Monk could continue to speak, Lei Jun said further, "In that case, how about the monk relieves me of my duty and sends these few to Hell himself?"

Yongxiang Monk sighed upon hearing this. "Master Lei, an eye for an eye and a grudge for a grudge only entwines more deeply. Your sect and the Jiangzhou Lin Clan, thousands of years ago, were not as deeply filled with enmity as they are today. If this continues, both sides will only create more karma of killing."

Zhou Zihang and the other Celestial Master Mansion disciples rushed over in time to hear Yongxiang Monk's words, and each of them had a sudden change in expression.

"The master speaks without reason," Zhou Zihang said angrily. "If we talk about karma, it was the Jiangzhou Lin Clan that first troubled Our Sect. Over the years, how many of our fellow sect members have died at the hands of people from the Lin Clan?"

He looked at Lin Zongquan. "Not to mention others, my junior brother had never had dealings with the Lin Clan before, yet he died by this scoundrel's sword when he was traveling outside. Are you saying he died in vain?!"

Yongxiang Monk recited the Buddha's name. "The Buddha is compassionate. Daoist, by harboring anger, you hinder your own cultivation. Your junior brother, if he knows of this in the underworld, likely would not wish this. All beings suffer; let go to find ease, forgive to be free."

"In the endless cycle of reincarnation, there might be a day for you, Daoist, and your junior brother to meet again."

He turned his head to glance at Lin Zongquan and several other Lin Clan disciples and said, "These few Masters Lin, please also put down the butcher's knife. The Jiangzhou Lin Clan has a long history of valuing scholarship over slaughter."

"This humble monk will take you back to Xuantian Temple, to be nurtured by the Buddhist Law and cleanse your hearts, in hopes that you too will realize your errors and help eliminate the hatred between the Lin Clan and Dragon Tiger Mountain in the future."

Some of the Lin Clan disciples opened their mouths as if to speak, but Lin Zongquan, with a grave face, pulled on one of them, and they temporarily maintained their silence.

The majority of the Celestial Master Mansion disciples, on the other hand, showed expressions of displeasure.

It was Zhou Zihang, who earlier seemed nearly bursting with fury, who forced himself to calm down.

He thought to himself that although Yongxiang Monk had said he didn't represent Xuantian Temple, if his people were to conflict with him, the outcome would be unpredictable.

Currently, the Celestial Master Mansion was in the midst of a fierce battle with the Jiangzhou Lin Clan, so it was not advisable to complicate matters further by making another enemy.

If Yongxiang Monk truly kept his word and took Lin Zongquan and the others back to Xuantian Temple without releasing them halfway, then it might lead to a conflict between the Jiangzhou Lin Clan and Xuantian Temple, which could benefit his own Celestial Master Mansion.

As for how to deal with the situation, it was up to Lei to decide... Thinking this, Zhou Zihang looked towards Lei Jun, standing nearby.

Then, he stared with wide eyes, almost popping out of his sockets.

Because...

Under the empowerment of the Heavenly General Talisman, Lei Jun's form suddenly grew massive, his body towering as if a true Heavenly General had descended to the mortal realm.

With one step, he arrived in front of Lin Zongquan and the others!

Yongxiang Monk sighed, as Glazed Buddha Light transformed into a lotus flower, protecting Lin Zongquan and the others.

In Lei Jun's hand appeared a short stick. The tip of which extended into a radiant glow, morphing into a long stick, and with a heavy strike, it hit the lotus.

The Glazed Lotus immediately shattered.

Yongxiang Monk hurriedly condensed more Glazed Lotuses, layer upon layer covering and enveloping them.

But Lei Jun's attacks were too strong.

Even if Yongxiang Monk wanted to only keep Lin Zongquan safe for the moment, he still had to concentrate numerous lotus flowers around him.

But at this moment, Lei Jun shifted his position, moving to the side of another Lin Clan disciple.

Hand raised, stick fell.

BANG!

Like smashing a watermelon.

Instantly, fresh crimson splattered, staining the ground.

Even the Celestial Master Mansion disciples witnessing the scene were stunned into speechlessness.

Seeing this, Yongxiang Monk's expression grew even more pained. "Does Master Lei not trust me? I am willing to swear an oath in front of Buddha, that if I release Master Lin and the others privately, I am willing to fall into the cycle of reincarnation, never to ascend."

Lei Jun: "Buddhist Sect Precept Holders and Vow Making Cultivators make promises and grand vows in front of Buddha that are very different from common talk. So, monk, I believe your words."

While speaking, he turned and once again burst the head of another Lin Clan disciple.

Yongxiang Monk, seeing this, shook his head repeatedly. "Does Master Lei suspect that I favor these few Masters Lin? Today happened to be a coincidence. If instead it were Taoists from the Celestial Master Mansion in danger and their lives threatened by Masters from the Lin Clan, I would have intervened."

Lei Jun nodded. "I will take your word for it."

It did not stop him from breaking the skull of the third Lin Clan disciple.

Yongxiang Monk wanted to stop him, but because of Lei Jun's intense attacks, he could only protect one person at a time.

And Lei Jun was moving too quickly.

Yongxiang Monk's wondrous Buddhist Law, though emerging from mere thought and thus extremely fast, was still unable to protect more than one person at a time.

So he could only watch in dismay as four Lin Clan disciples were slaughtered by Lei Jun, leaving only Lin Zongquan as the last one.

Yongxiang Monk let out a sigh and sat down cross-legged.

The Glazed Lotuses converged, forming a Lotus Platform that completely enveloped Lin Zongquan.

The Xuantian Temple disciple himself, however, made no move to protect himself.

Lei Jun approached the Glazed Lotus platform calmly.

"Master Lei resents Master Lin for killing your sect's fellows, but whose hands among you and your fellow Taoists are free from the blood of Lin Clan members?" Yongxiang Monk sighed. "I have no intention of reproaching the Taoists of Dragon Tiger Mountain; I only hope you do not indulge in the bitter clinging to slaughter and hatred."

Lei Jun: "Monk, remember to preach the same message to the people of Jiangzhou later on."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the Glazed Lotus platform, lifting it directly off the ground.

Lin Zongquan, inside the platform, was for the moment unharmed.

Yongxiang Monk's Buddhist Law power was still sheltering him.

But Lei Jun, holding the platform, then moved in front of Yongxiang Monk.

Yongxiang Monk pressed his palms together and closed his eyes. "If my death can cause Master Lei to let go of his obsession, I am willing to accept it."

Lei Jun spoke indifferently, "Although I do not like you, today I have no intention to kill you. I only want to tell you two things."

"First, only the victims have the right to talk about forgiveness; no one else can forgive the perpetrators on behalf of the victims."

"If the victims are deceased, then what we, who are alive, can do is to send the perpetrators down to meet the deceased. Whether to forgive them or not will be decided by the deceased themselves."

"As for the second point..."

Lei Jun kicked out his foot, striking Yongxiang Monk's back.

Without the Glazed Buddha Light protecting himself, Yongxiang Monk instantly flew far away.

Beyond a certain distance, even with his profound Buddhist Law cultivation, the Buddhist Law Lotus Platform he had conjured for Lin Zongquan swiftly weakened and dissipated.

Lei Jun raised his hand and struck Lin Zongquan right on the forehead!

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