Chapter 953: Calamity Walker
"Doh!"
Upon arriving at the huge whirlpool, a black-clad monk stepped forward and made a cryptic sound.
Boom!
A black bowl soared into the air and released thousands of dark light rays that transformed into Buddha phantasms.
A noise that sounded like Sanskrit chanting faintly echoed.
The slowly rotating whirlpool immediately stopped as if it had been frozen.
"The Arya Bowl of the Earth Treasury Temple! As expected, it’s them..." Miss Le was dazed as her expression fluctuated indeterminately. It was clear that she was quite worked up.
A few moments later, the mysterious group of black-clad monks disappeared into the whirlpool.
Lin Xun couldn’t help but ask, "Who are they?"
By this time, he had withdrawn the Suanni Qi, revealing the ship and everyone on board.
"They are no ordinary people. Whenever they appear, killing and bloodshed will soon follow."
Miss Le took a deep breath and revealed an extraordinary secret.
……
The Lifeless World was an extremely famous Buddhist cultivation land in the ancient era that was home to a very unusual Buddhist cultivation faction, the Earth Treasury Temple.
The Earth Treasury Temple was different from all the other Buddhist factions in the world and was also extremely mysterious and ancient.
Monks from the Earth Treasury Temple dressed in black Kasayas, wore black rosary beads, used black scriptures, sat on black prayer mats, and studied the Earth Treasury Arts!
In the ancient era, a Bodhisattva-level great expert of the Earth Treasury Temple once declared a supreme aspiration: ‘If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?’ It was a statement that stunned the world and shocked all the Saint experts.
Back then, the monks of the Earth Treasury Temple were also known as ‘Calamity Walkers.’
This was because they would appear whenever a catastrophe or turmoil was about to strike!
As a result, it became common knowledge that the appearance of Earth Treasury Temple disciples would soon be followed by disaster.
At this point, Miss Le could not help but sigh. "In short, the Earth Treasury Temple is very mysterious. Its disciples have not been sighted ever since the Ancient Wasteland Domain was broken into the four worlds. Many people suspect that they have already gone extinct.
"I never imagined that after so many years, the Earth Treasury Temple disciples would appear again just as the great age approaches..."
Alarmed, Luo Jia asked, "Doesn’t this mean that this unprecedented great age will be accompanied by unprecedented calamity and turmoil?"
"Yes."
Miss Le nodded. This was something that could already be anticipated. What surprised her was that the mysterious Earth Treasury Temple still existed!
It was big news. If the ancient orthodoxies knew, they would not be able to sit still!
The reason was simple. Earth Treasury Temple disciples viewed ‘averting calamity’ as their mission. Anyone and anything they regarded as evil or foreign would be ‘purified’ by them!
Identity or faction didn’t matter to them. Anyone who was targeted could only be prepared to be ‘purified.’
The most frightening part was that the Earth Treasury Temple was unafraid of any faction due to their extremely frightening foundation. Moreover, they would relentlessly attempt to ‘purify’ all ‘evil’ even in the face of death.
No one knew how many disciples of the many great factions were targeted by the Earth Treasury Temple disciples and purified in the ancient era.
In fact, even several terrifying Saint stage existences had been purified by the Earth Treasury Bodhisattvas. This showed just how abnormal and crazy of a faction they were.
Miss Le murmured, "The lifeless have no fear, those without self are unafraid. The Earth Treasury’s mission is to overcome evil. If we do not enter hell, who will enter hell?"
Lin Xun could tell that Miss Le was exceedingly afraid of the Earth Treasury Temple.
"Why do I feel that the Earth Treasury Temple is the evil one? From what you’ve said, they are clearly a group of fanatics who use the excuse of ‘averting calamity’ to purify others," Lin Xun joked.
Miss Le solemnly said, "You must not make such jokes. If they target you, you’ll be relentlessly purified even if you’re the mighty Demon God Lin."
Lin Xun was unfazed. "If they’re really that unreasonable, I will send them to hell before they can purify me."
Miss Le couldn’t help but smile. She admired Lin Xun’s courage.
"In other words, the Dark Blood Black Phoenix sealed here was killed by a Buddhist Saint from the Earth Treasury Temple?" Luo Jia's heart tightened.
"That seems to be the case."
Miss Le’s expression changed slightly as she continued, "We have to act quickly. The Earth Treasury Temple disciples are likely after the same target!"
Omm!
Luo Jia moved the moment she heard this.
She summoned a sword that shone dazzlingly like a glorious sun. The three-foot-long sword gave off a boundless pressure that seemed to be capable of rising through the nine heavens and diving into the depths of the underworld.
An indescribably unyielding and saintly aura unfurled, causing the surrounding air to wail as if bowing to a king.
The Demon Purging Absolute Heavenly Sword!
It was a sword belonging to Luo Jia's master, Miluo Sword Saint Ling Juekong, and possessed power that could shake heaven and the earth!
Swish!
The aura of a Saint spread from the sword, instantly restricting the whirlpool’s movement.
"Go!"
Luo Jia took the lead and dashed forth.
Lin Xun, Miss Le, and Shun Baixuan, who had remained silent all this time, closely followed.
Kou Xing and the others stayed behind. They concealed themselves and waited. Their strength was inadequate, and it would only put them at risk if they entered as well.
……
Crash~
After entering the whirlpool, it felt as if they were falling through the clouds. Blurry space filled their vision as the noise of shaking space filled their ears.
After some time, a bright light appeared before Lin Xun's eyes. He realized that he was about to arrive at the ruins where the Dark Blood Black Phoenix remnant spirit was sealed.
However, an unexpected event occurred just as he was about to move.
A demon-subduing pestle appeared out of nowhere. It gave off an intimidating, jet-black shine as it whizzed through the air with tremendous force.
The wielder was a black-clad monk. A unique indifference shone from his steely face as if he was one of the legendary fearless Luohans.
"You’re seeking death!"
Before Lin Xun could respond, someone else unexpectedly beat him to the punch, brandishing a golden battle spear with unmatched swiftness and ferocity.
It was none other than Shun Baixuan!
With a loud clang, the surprise attack from the black-clad monk was ruthlessly knocked back. The demon-subduing pestle violently buzzed, nearly flying out of his hand.
Shun Baixuan naturally pressed the advantage. A dazzling golden glow exploded from him as terrifying light surged with a swing of his battle spear. The oppressive force seemed capable of sweeping away even the universe itself.
Boom!
The black-clad monk grunted and coughed blood as his body was viciously smashed into the ground.
It was at this moment that Lin Xun and the others were finally able to get a clear view of the bottom of the whirlpool. It was a broken and barren world filled with ruins resembling an abandoned secret realm.
The air was murky and filled with a bloody aura that had not been erased after thousands of years.
"How can you be so shameless?! What kind of baldy learns how to sneak attack?!" In the air, a golden radiance overflowed from Shun Baixuan, making him resemble a god of war.
He had displayed absurd strength that proved he was worthy of being called the Demon King of Chaos. He raised his golden battle spear and manifested thousands of spear shadows that relentlessly assaulted the black-clad monk, causing him to repeatedly cough blood as he knocked away time and time again.
Lin Xun and the others were stunned as their expressions changed subtly.
After being brutalized by the god-like Xia Zhi, Shun Baixuan had become depressed, always appearing silent and listless throughout their journey.
Who could have thought that he would suddenly display such overwhelming power as if he was venting his long-suppressed emotions such as sullenness, humiliation, and anger on the opponent?
"Die!"
Shun Baixuan roared with an almost maniacal expression. The golden spear pierced the monk’s chest, lifting him into the air amidst a spray of blood.
The spraying blood failed to extinguish the burning rage within Shun Baixuan. After all, he had suppressed himself for too long.
Since the source of his psychological trauma, Xia Zhi, wasn’t present, he finally dared to fearlessly release everything he had bottled up inside.
The unfortunate black-clad monk from the Earth Treasury Temple ended up becoming the tragic victim by meeting him.
Lin Xun and the others did not blame Shun Baixuan for engaging in such indiscriminate killing. The black-clad monk had suddenly rushed out and attacked them without saying a single word. He was clearly very hostile toward them.
Whoosh!
Two more black-clad monks arrived.
They displayed stoic expressions as if they were void of emotion. Even the sight of their dead companion did not affect them in the slightest.
Clang! Clang!
Neither monk said anything as they stormed toward Lin Xun’s group. One wielded a blood-colored staff while the other brandished a black pole.
They were austere, grim, and acted without hesitation!
They were completely different from merciful and compassionate Buddhist cultivators and were instead intimidating, unflinching, and swift to commit violence.
Shun Baixuan clearly hadn't had his fill. With a gleeful shout, he rushed forward with his spear.
For a time, chaos descended and explosions ensued.
However, the battle soon came to an end. Shun Baixuan displayed the dominating strength that allowed him to stand far above his peers. His spear brutally crushed the internal organs of the two monks, causing them to die on the spot.
Lin Xun couldn't help but feel that Shun Baixuan was indeed an outlier who wasn’t the least bit weaker than Yu Lingkong. If not for Xia Zhi, it would have probably taken some effort to take such an opponent down.
"Bah, what a bunch of losers! None of them can put up a good fight!" Shun Baixuan appeared to be very dissatisfied.
"Save your strength. There will be more fighting later. Let’s go." Luo Jia was still somewhat antsy. She was worried that the Earth Treasury Temple disciples would beat her to the prize.