Chapter 1782: Chapter 1782: I’ll Give You a Chance Too

"Lord Zhuge, there’s no need to worry. They’re just bandits daring to offend the temple. I’ll show them some real power... real power..." Long Wudang spoke while bending backward in mid-air, striking what he thought was a dashing pose.

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, a skinny, elongated arm reached in front of him, and Long Wudang’s body was sent flying horizontally like a giant stone catapulted away.

With a muffled bang, the entire Huayu Temple shook slightly. Thankfully, most of the twenty-four main arrays had been restored, or else he might have crashed right through them.

Sliding down against the stone wall, Young Master Long Yang was no longer capable of any dashing antics, vomiting blood foam in mouthfuls, his eyes bulging like a dead fish.

"Young Master, Young Master!" The priests accompanying him were startled, rushing to his side and swiftly administering elixirs.

"Xiang Qiuzhan, how dare you harm our temple priest!" Zhuge Qiu roared, drawing his sword and attacking Xiang Qiuzhan.

He came to stand up for Long Wudang, not to send Long Wudang to his death. He was caught off guard, witnessing Long Wudang severely injured by Xiang Qiuzhan’s underlings, his heart filled with shock and anger, wishing he could shatter Xiang Qiuzhan into pieces.

"Fiery Flame Burning Sky, Divine Punishment Technique!" With another enraged roar from Zhuge Qiu, a fiery chain descended like an inverted waterfall, sweeping towards Xiang Qiuzhan, carrying a frigid killing intent.

The roaring flames illuminated the entire Huayu City brightly. Though the heat wave was intense, it paradoxically stirred an unexplainable chill in the hearts of those witnessing it.

"Kill him, kill him!" Long Wudang finally caught his breath, coughing blood pearls while clenching his teeth.

"Young Master, rest assured. Since Lord Zhuge has unleashed the Fiery Flame Heavenly Punishment Technique, this bandit is doomed," a follower reassured him.

"I long heard that Lord Zhuge’s Fiery Flame Divine Punishment Technique is one of the strongest divine arts of our Heavenly Sun Temple. Seeing it today, its reputation is indeed well-deserved. This bandit is about to turn into charcoal," another follower said, both envious and yearning.

"Even if he turns into charcoal, we must shatter him into pieces and scatter his bones to avenge the Young Master’s deep-seated hatred."

"Yes, shatter him into pieces and scatter his bones!" Others chimed in, faces flush with excitement.

They certainly held absolute confidence in Zhuge Qiu’s strength.

But soon, their excitement dwindled.

"This is what you call Divine Punishment Technique? If there were truly a God, seeing your Divine Punishment Technique would surely die of anger," Xiang Qiuzhan laughed loudly, swiftly drawing his longsword.

The sword was wide and heavy, obviously larger than the longswords typically used by priests, completely black with a deep, dark blue hue that exuded a gloomy aura.

"Boom" a gigantic sound echoed as his longsword struck the burning fiery chain.

The raging flames extinguished instantly, and Zhuge Qiu’s slender figure was flung out like a meteor—no, it wasn’t flying; he was forcefully smashed away by Xiang Qiuzhan’s sword.

All around fell abruptly silent. The priests who had been clamoring to shatter Xiang Qiuzhan into pieces and scatter his bones were simultaneously hushed, their faces filled with shock and disbelief as they stared at Xiang Qiuzhan, unable to utter a single word.

Defeat. The Penalty Priest of the Heavenly Sun Temple, Zhuge Qiu, who instilled fear in countless bandits, was defeated just like that, facing Xiang Qiuzhan’s sword without any resistance.

"Master!" After a while, two priests rushed to Zhuge Qiu’s side, swiftly giving him elixirs.

Zhuge Qiu’s face was pale, blood gushing from his mouth, his ribs sunken and evidently broken in several places. Although temporarily saving his life with elixirs, he was evidently too gravely injured to continue fighting.

"So-called Penalty Priest, just worthless, incapable of taking a single blow!" Xiang Qiuzhan mocked, not even sparing a glance at Zhuge Qiu.

Seeing the contempt in his eyes, Zhuge Qiu’s eyes were filled with rage and despair, wanting to rise for a final battle. But as he slightly moved, the pain from his broken ribs was so unbearable that he collapsed back to the ground.

"Kill everyone, leave no one alive," Xiang Qiuzhan waved his arm, making a downward strike gesture.

"Wait." Mu Hanyan stepped forward.

"What, want to beg for mercy? I’ve already given you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn’t cherish it. I said that if anyone resists, all will be executed, leaving no one alive," Xiang Qiuzhan sneered.

"No, you misunderstood me. I’m just curious, where do you get the courage to disrespect the temple’s authority?" Mu Hanyan shook her head, smiling.

"Huayu Temple, can it still be called a temple?" Xiang Qiuzhan scoffed.

"I understand. I’ll give you a chance. Leave Huayu City now, and perhaps you might have a chance to survive. If you don’t treasure this chance, don’t blame me," Mu Hanyan nodded, smiling.

Although she hadn’t been on the Divine Continent for long, she knew that throughout history, no bandits ever dared to invade a temple’s main city. On one hand, it was due to the priests’ formidable strength; on the other, because every temple had a core defensive array known as Divine Gifted Heavenly Power, its strength was beyond what mere bandits could withstand.

However, the daily maintenance and repair of Divine Gifted Heavenly Power were far more challenging than other arrays, its complexity unmatched. Huayu City was so downtrodden that even the last patch of farmland was nearly lost, with priests struggling to fill their bellies, naturally unable to maintain this array.

It was precisely this knowledge that emboldened Xiang Qiuzhan to lead his bandits in a rampant invasion, giving Zhuge Qiu the audacity he displayed.

But unfortunately, they were both mistaken.

"Hahaha, do you think with your strength, you can stop me, Xiang Qiuzhan?" Xiang Qiuzhan looked at the eighth-tier cloud pattern on Mu Hanyan’s priest robe and laughed out loud.

Zhuge Qiu was a Tenth Rank Divine Priest, rendered helpless under his sword. How could he pay any mind to a mere Level 8 Divine Priest?

Mu Hanyan said nothing, crossing her arms before her chest, slowly performing a hand gesture.

A bright, dazzling light akin to seawater, yet extraordinarily luminous and radiant, appeared at her chest, with runes flashing by, and the temple’s spire behind presented a gigantic blue light sphere.

"Not good, retreat!" Xiang Qiuzhan’s face changed, shouting out loud.

Even if he’d never eaten pork, he’d seen pigs run. Xiang Qiuzhan knew, this light sphere represented the temple’s strongest and core defensive array.

Wasn’t it said that Huayu Temple’s talents were withering and unable to even maintain the most basic array barriers? So why did they still possess the Divine Gifted Heavenly Power?

Zhuge Qiu, Long Wudang, and others were also stunned. Just as Mu Hanyan thought, they dared to act so arrogantly at Huayu Temple because this array had long been destroyed. If it was still there, not even the Master Priest would manage to return without achieving anything, possibly even risking their life.

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