"Today, it's time for Jinshan Temple to unleash a bloodbath!"

With that said,

Celestial Pearl Monk's kasaya fluttered without wind, and he floated into the air, standing on the shoulder of the Great Buddha Dharma Aspect behind him.

Then he directly charged his strength and swung a punch, the Great Buddha Dharma Aspect immediately smashed down with a fist.

The terrifying fist wind stirred in the void, like ripples spreading across a calm lake, a layer of Buddha Light spread out, erupting layer upon layer with storm-like momentum in all directions.

Thunder roared.

The Buddha Light was blinding.

It almost made the Divine Souls of the hundreds of Great Demons behind Bai Suzhen unguarded, even the three Grandmaster Level Demon Kings, like the Old Turtle King, were struck pale in face, shocked by the terrifying power of the Great Power Realm at such a close distance!

However, this punch from the Great Buddha Dharma Aspect, astonishing to others,

was still just an ordinary move for Bai Suzhen who had once reached the Foundation Level.

Though she currently only possessed Great Power Cultivation, as a legendary being of the Demon Race a thousand years ago, Bai Suzhen remained composed.

With a flip of her delicate hand, the White Python Dharma Aspect swung its tail away.

After colliding with the fist of the Great Buddha Dharma Aspect,

it was like two mountains crashing together.

Amidst the thunderous boom, the void shook slightly.

After exchanging a cold glance with Celestial Pearl Monk, Bai Suzhen leapt upwards, both maneuvering their Dharma Aspects, engaging in a breathtaking battle in the sky!

Ku Wu faintly glanced over, then returned his gaze to the hundreds of demons before him.

Among these demons, only the Old Turtle King, Qinling Roc King, and Snow Ridge Leopard King were of the Grandmaster Realm.

The remaining Grandmaster Level Great Demons,

weren't worth Ku Wu's attention at all.

Even the three Grandmaster Realm Demon Kings were disregarded by him.

In his eyes, there was only one opponent today.

And that was the person wielding the Immortal Sword!

Of course, as he boasted before descending the mountain, no matter if these demons were ants or not, everyone present today must die!

"Leave none alive."

Ku Wu casually instructed the three Jewel Monks, then refocused on the Daoist Temple.

"As you command!"

The three Jewel Monks clasped their palms together, their imposing gazes falling upon the demons before them.

"In the past, Ancestor Fa Hai descended the mountain, vanquishing countless demons."

"Now it is our turn to make those below the mountain remember the divine might of our Jinshan Temple!"

With the words falling, the three Jewel Monks began chanting a Buddhist Secret Spell, ready to strike immediately.

The demons all assumed solemn postures, preparing for battle.

Unexpectedly, just as the war was about to ignite, a robust figure dressed in a kasaya suddenly dashed out from the Daoist Temple.

"Wait, wait first!"

The Black Bear Spirit appeared.

Upon recognizing this troublesome creature that frequently infiltrated Jinshan Temple,

all three Jewel Monks simultaneously revealed murderous intent, while Ku Wu sneered at the Black Bear Spirit, his tone a mix of ridicule and doubt:

"What is it? Has your master sent you to beg for mercy?"

The Black Bear Spirit paused momentarily, then cast a scornful glance at Ku Wu: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Concussed before the fight even starts?"

"You!"

Enraged, Ku Wu bellowed.

The Black Bear Spirit ignored him and turned to the Old Turtle King and the other demons, saying:

"Brothers, let Master Xiong first thank all of you on behalf of my boss for your assistance!"

"However, this battle won't be easy, especially since their bald monks' tricks can counter our Demon Race."

"So, if we are to fight, we must equip ourselves properly first!"

"Here, I've got a full set of Buddhist Magical Artifacts, everyone, equip them! It doesn't matter if you can't fully utilize them; even waving them around can unleash great power!"

The Black Bear Spirit, while speaking, swiftly took out piles of Magical Artifacts from the Space Ring.

Behind him,

Ku Wu and the three Jewel Monks, upon seeing his actions, all showed expressions of anger.

Yet, the Black Bear Spirit didn't pay them any attention, focusing solely on distributing the Magical Artifacts.

Each person receiving several of them.

"Brothers in the back, take them. Anything unused can be saved for next time, no worries!"

The Black Bear Spirit continued tossing stacks of Magical Artifacts into the pile of demon folk while casually remarking:

"Here, everyone gets a share. On our turf, we fight in abundance, not like those few poor bald monks who can't even produce a couple of Magical Artifacts when out and about."

The tone of the Black Bear Spirit was like that of a wealthy landowner, extravagant and arrogant, occasionally glancing disdainfully at Ku Wu and his men.

This filled Ku Wu and his companions with such fury that their faces turned green, angered by the sight of the Magical Artifacts the Black Bear Spirit was handing out.

Each piece, each item,

was entirely part of Jinshan Temple's treasured collection!

At this time, the Old Turtle King and other demons clearly sensed something was off as well.

They looked at the Zen Staffs, Kasayas, Alms Bowls, and Prayer Beads in their hands, fell into a brief silence, and after a bout of twitching at the corners of their mouths, finally laughed helplessly:

"Master Xiong, why are these all Buddhist Magical Artifacts?"

"Uh... well."

The Black Bear Spirit hesitated for a moment, then confidently replied, "Naturally, they're all acquired by Master Xiong through skill!"

"Pfft..."

Upon hearing this, the demons at the scene couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Indeed, acquired through skill, Master Xiong's reputation precedes him, and seeing it today, it truly lives up to its fame," the Qinling Roc King chuckled.

The Snow Ridge Leopard King couldn't help but laugh as well.

This Bear Demon King's penchant for sneaky exploits was well-known in the Demon Realm.

Especially since it didn't steal from ordinary households, always targeting the Holy Sect Jinshan Temple, a famously shared tale among the demons!

Yet today, witnessing the Black Bear Spirit generously distributing over a thousand Magical Artifacts,

everyone suddenly realized that this fellow was not merely stealing trifles or small bits.

"Could it be that Jinshan Temple was entirely emptied of its Magical Artifacts?"

A demon couldn't help but speculate.

The onlooking cultivators from afar wore expressions of bewilderment.

"What on earth is going on?"

"The high monks of Jinshan Temple are empty-handed, while these demons are decked out with complete sets of Buddhist Magical Artifacts?"

"Am I seeing things?"

The scene at White Cliff Mountain was ridiculously comedic.

Each Great Demon, donning a Protective Kasaya, wielding a Demon-Subduing Zen Staff, with a Purple Gold Alms Bowl on their head, standing on a Golden Silk Meditation Mat.

On the opposing side, the three Tower Guard Monks were barehanded, their faces turning dark with anger.

This contrast made many cultivators, who felt reverentially intimidated towards Jinshan Temple, completely flustered in the wind.

"Just how much stuff has Jinshan Temple been pilfered by that Black Bear over the years?"

The faraway cultivators were all dumbfounded, unable to contain their mixed feelings.

"Alright, distribution complete."

After equipping all the demons, the Black Bear Spirit clapped its hands, turned around, looking at the scornfully silent Ku Wu, then boldly said:

"Come on."

"My boss hasn't finished refining his pill, Master Xiong will accompany you for a round or two!"

The already enraged Ku Wu, upon hearing the Black Bear Spirit's cheeky words, cursed out:

"Round your ***!"

With those words, he directly summoned Leifeng Pagoda.

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