Headless Immortal

Chapter 136 Buddhist Dharma Refining Hall
The enormous demon, a mere ten feet long, blocked out all the light.

The black and gold demonic eyes descended from above, releasing a terrifying aura that formed a misty haze, while a wheel of multicolored light appeared behind the great demon.

The sunlight seemed to touch a barrier, remaining outside the palace and not advancing any further.

Everything inside the hall lost its color, like a temple that enshrines a Buddha statue, existing only for the 'Great Buddha'.

The Living Buddha Lu Xun looked down upon all directions.

The black-veiled saintess's alluring eyes turned serious, and she uttered in a magnetic voice, "You all go together."

"Saint."

"Go, the Taoists of Longhu Mountain are nothing to fear." The Holy Maiden raised her slender, jade-like finger and pointed it in the air. A white talisman flew out from her sleeve and burst into flames. Then, her long robe transformed into a close-fitting outfit, and her illusory armor appeared and disappeared in the ripples of light and shadow.

"Here."

The man, arms crossed and sneering, took a step forward, and feathers immediately appeared on his body. He flicked out a long tail, and in an instant, he transformed into a human-faced owl covered in iron feathers.

The owl spread its arms and gracefully descended from the platform. Its feet arched back into leopard paws and bird claws. With a turn of its wings, the black iron feathers transformed into a large, heavy sword, and the beaked beast shrieked.

The heavy sword was swung, and the cold sword energy formed a black stream of light.

Big monster.

Another monster that can speak human language.

"Yes."

The guardian, whose expression was as indifferent as smoke, had his bell-shaped cloak torn off, revealing dark blue skin. Underneath the veil of his bamboo hat were a pair of short, curved horns, bared fangs, and a bald head covered in red hair.

His clear black and white eyes turned and landed on the Living Buddha Lu Xun, while his arms spread open the civil and military armor on his body.

Wearing leather boots and wielding a three-pointed knife, he was clearly a sea patrol yaksha of the White Sect.

"The White Lotus Descends to Earth".

The black-veiled saintess lit a platinum talisman, made hand seals to cast a spell, and three white lotus flowers flew out and landed on the heads of Wan Chaohai, the owl monster, and the yaksha respectively.

"His body radiates golden light."

Zhang Huaisu used hand seals to produce a golden talisman, the golden light seeming to gild the 'Great Buddha'.

Many heretics and eccentrics had complex expressions, a mixture of astonishment, horror, fear, and relief. Fortunately, they hadn't listened to the White Sect's holy maiden and attacked the monsters in the Jiangzhou Water Palace. At the same time, they were amazed by the White Sect's profound foundation, with the sea patrol yaksha and the human-faced owl monster serving as guardian deities, which was truly enviable.

……

"Senior brother."

Fenjiang Dao Hou Ming let out a miserable cry, his face turning deathly pale. His chest was ripped open and bleeding profusely, clearly indicating that he was doomed. Before dying, he rushed to Wan Chaohai's side, clutching the bloody hole with a sorrowful expression.

Wan Chaohai helped Hou Ming up: "Junior brother."

The eldest, tough guy, shed tears and murmured, "How could this be...?"

Turning his head to look at Guan Banyang, who was lying on the ground with his eyes still open, he roared, "How could this happen!"

His own brother is dead, his disciple is dead, and even his best friend and junior brother is on the verge of death. How high-spirited he was back then, marrying the old sect leader's daughter, leading the Golden Saber Sect, with three sabers by his side, and renowned throughout Jiangbei. How did he end up like this? If we're talking about the elements of success, he lacked none of them.

He never hesitates to risk his life when undertaking great tasks, and always leads from the front.

He had clearly calculated that even if the Jingshi Society lost, he could still get a large share of the spoils and expand his power.

It shouldn't be like this.

Holding Hou Ming in his arms, Wan Chaohai opened his blood-red maw and lunged down, drinking his junior brother's blood. Black veins appeared on his grayish-white silver armor body, and his black eyes turned completely black. A beastly roar, unlike human speech, came from his throat: "I'm going to eat you alive!"

The white lotus fell and merged into the silver-armored figure of Wan Chaohai, who remained frozen.

Hook star.

The Azure Gold Blade of the Beast's Mouth streaked across the clouds like a meteor, shattering the demonic mist. Its blade energy burst forth three feet, flashing as it approached the Living Buddha Lu Xun. It then darted back, striking Lu Xun's neck like a falling meteor, its chilling light seemingly solidifying into ice spikes that pierced deep into his marrow.

"Black Armor".

The great shield suddenly formed a ring of mysterious light, enveloping Lu Xun, and remained undamaged despite the Golden Blade Hooking Star's repeated attacks.

Cannon punch!

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Xun threw a punch.

The fist, clenched from a giant hand larger than a winnowing basket, resembled a stone millstone from the countryside.

The punch was like a cannon shot, the fist's energy like a rampaging wild boar, covering the iron fist with a layer of armor in its hardened state, shrouding Wan Chaohai, who was wielding a sword, in the shadow of the iron fist.

armor.

Wan Chaohai's entire body was silvery-white, forming a human shape cast in iron.

Boom.

The two golden pillars behind him collapsed, and the outer wall shattered along with them.

At the same time, the majestic silver figure that had forced Wutong Mountain Lord to dodge flew out and crashed into the wall without stopping. A series of cannon fires and whip cracks followed, and the beams and pillars of the palace tilted and crashed to the ground with a rumbling sound. Tiles fell to the ground and shattered like silver bottles.

Crackling.

They saw the opening in the main hall widen further, and half of the hall collapsed, sending out thick smoke and fog that enveloped the back hall. The swirling air currents, like rising waves, engulfed everyone.

Silence, stillness.

The burly Eighth King unleashed another punch, sending dust billowing back and forcing the Sea Patrol Yaksha who had made the move to retreat off the stage.

The blue-faced, fanged yaksha gripped his three-pointed sword with both hands, his arms trembling slightly, not from fear or excitement, but from exhaustion after facing the Eighth King's punch.

The force of the punch settles the dust, and the sunlight shines down, making the gold shine even more brilliantly.

……

"Commander."

The guards quickly surrounded Wan Chaohai to help him up.

The changes inside the hall have been completely exposed. The main hall, which is connected to the middle and rear halls, has collapsed by more than half. Five hundred strongmen have been summoned and have surrounded the county government office. The Jingshi Army from the camp is on its way.

cough.

puff.

A mouthful of black blood gushed from Wan Chaohai's gaping maw. He staggered to his feet, grabbed a soldier, and bit down on him with his fangs.

The soldiers who had originally wanted to claim credit were stunned and hurriedly retreated. However, they had been so crowded just moments before that they had nowhere to hide.

Wan Chaohai grabbed one person in each hand, frantically sucking their blood. Suddenly, he threw away the dried corpse in his hands, and black veins like earthworms appeared on his pale face, writhing and slithering. Ignoring the fear and terror of the soldiers surrounding him, he rushed back to the main hall in a few steps. The green-backed golden sword seemed to become even more violent because of the silver-armored corpse.

"Attack together!" the Sea Patrol Yaksha commanded in a deep voice.

The Living Buddha Lu Xun surveyed the scene with cold eyes. He had already seen that Wan Chaohai was at his last gasp and was only surviving by shedding blood.

His Living Buddha form is different from the Five Powers God. Even without the riverbank and water, he can exert his full strength. As for those heretics and strange people with different expressions who are watching without making a move, there is no need to worry about them.

"Your Majesty," Shu Ergao asked.

The turtle-like monster glanced over and said in a deep voice, "You guys go first."

Although the Living Buddha of Peach Blossom Spring is powerful, he won't be able to care about the little demons once the battle starts. It would be better to take this opportunity to let Shu Er take Bai Pi and Shen Lian away first, so as not to be hindered later.

Benlei was right at the door, and there were also Black Armored soldiers waiting outside. Shu'er himself was very capable, and even Black Armored soldiers, who had received both his command and his salvation, were no match for Shu'er. With him there, the little monster should be safe.

"You take Lord Shen and go first. I'll stay and help the King. Black Armor will be waiting for you when you leave." Shu Er stepped in, holding a steel fork, and tossed a compass to Bai Pi: "Take this. If necessary, turning the compass can bring good fortune and ward off evil."

Upon seeing this, Bai Pi immediately went to pull Shen Lian, who was already stunned and dumbfounded.

Wan Chaohai took the lead and was determined not to let go of even a small monster or a mosquito. He swept across the sunlight like a meteor, devouring a golden blade.

The Thirteen Kills of Hooked Star.

"Dust."

With a flick of his steel fork, dust swirled around the white skin, clanging and clattering as the fork deflected the golden knife seven or eight times. He muttered to himself, "Damn it."

"Clang." A huge tortoise shell fell, and a heavy fist like a stone roller came down. Don't be fooled by the Living Buddha's huge size into thinking he was slow. On the contrary, driven by his terrifying power, his speed was only faster.

"Water Shield".

The sea-patrolling yaksha opened its enormous, mermaid-like mouth and spewed out a jet of water in an attempt to block Lu Xun's iron fist, but a thick wall of water blocked it.

Lu Xun was overjoyed: "Good timing!"

Head transplant.

Playing in the water.

The water shield instantly transformed into a serpent that coiled around Wutong Mountain Lord, lifting the water monkey up so that its body would disappear into the serpent's head, and it would rush straight towards Wanchao Sea.

This sudden turn of events left not only Wan Chaohai stunned, but even the patrolling sea demon was dumbfounded. He was a water-playing demon general, how could even his own shield wall have become someone else's?

Little did he know that the Wutong Mountain Lord's superb water skills were hampered by the lack of water flow.

puff.

The python-like water flow was cleaved in two by the golden knife, losing its shape and falling down, soaking Wan Chaohai to the bone. Wu Tong Lu Xun threw a punch straight at Wan Chaohai's face.

With his long arm striking first, as the golden knife turned around, he suddenly changed his move, retracting his fist and unleashing his hidden left fist. With a whoosh, a water blade as thin as a cicada's wing once again pierced Wan Chaohai's chest.

The relay runner lands while simultaneously channeling magical power.

Water dungeon.

Eighteen water arrows shot up from the ground, completely sealing off Wan Chaohai's body.

A flash of white appeared on the cuff, and a sharp blade aimed straight for the silver-armored corpse's neck.

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight slanted in, and Wu Tong Lu Xun thought it was a tile falling down.

But how can sunlight be black?

"Wind, come!" Shu Er raised his steel fork high and opened his mouth to spit out a yellow wind in an attempt to shield the king from the black light.

Unexpectedly, the light suddenly expanded when it touched the wind, spreading out like a waterfall, instantly enveloping the seven-foot-tall Wutong Mountain Lord.

Shu Er's eyes widened, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and he ripped off the rich man's yellow robe to block the light.

*Pfft*

The yellow robe, riddled with holes, fluttered down from mid-air. The figure of the Five Tong Mountain Lord was nowhere to be seen, replaced by the Living Buddha Eighth King, whose Xuanjia Shield was pierced by countless sword shadows.

Lu Xun, crouching low, no longer resembled a turtle, but rather a large, black-furred hedgehog, as majestic as a mountain.

This was because countless black feathers pierced his black shield and nailed it to his tortoise shell.

Black feathers darted towards his tortoise shell with surprising agility.

Hard.

Bang.

The prison formed by the eighteen water arrows was shattered by Lu Xun's punch, and Wan Chaohai's body also collapsed and scattered. His legs were still standing, but the upper half of his body was gone. Blood splattered, splashing everywhere, and the red, white, green and black blood trembled and writhed slightly.

The pale blue fanged head was gripped by a giant hand and held in mid-air.

"Back to you!"

The Living Buddha Lu Xun turned his back, and hundreds of black feathers were stretched out by him.

Shhhhhh.

Head straight for the human-faced owl monster.

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and Black Feather, blocked by the heavy sword, returned to the owl monster.

At this moment, his indifference vanished, replaced by a look of solemnity in his owl-like eyes.

The giant tortoise was indeed terrifying, but even it couldn't withstand their combined attack. What was truly frightening was his ever-changing abilities. It was as if he wasn't fighting a great demon, but rather contending with a demon king who only possessed the methods of a great demon.

"Let's go." The human-faced owl said without hesitation.

The sea patrol yakshas nodded; their mission was to protect the holy maiden, not to fight to the death with wild monsters.

Now that Wan Chaohai had been blown apart by this guy's three punches, they lost all will to fight and immediately prepared to turn back to support the Holy Maiden. Only with the Holy Maiden's support would they have a chance to kill this monster.

"Want to run."

Lu Xun grinned maliciously, and his giant hand suddenly slammed shut.

"Taoyuan!"

The monk Hai used the Dharma of the Buddha Kingdom in his palm to cultivate Peach Blossom Spring.

The Buddha's light shone brightly, illuminating the entire hall. The magical power flowed away at a speed that Lu Xun could clearly feel, and the entire hall was refined into a golden furnace. He pointed to the sky with his left hand and to the earth with his right hand, and shouted loudly, "Change!" The dilapidated hall disappeared, and in its place was a terrifying bronze furnace.

Before Shu'er could even marvel at the king's divine abilities, he opened his mouth and spat out three streams of yellow wind to fuel the fire, and the bronze furnace instantly turned red-hot.

Living Buddha Lu Xun closed his hands again, forming the Heaven-Pointing-to-Heaven and Earth-Asking Mudra.

Snapped.

"Refining!"

The seashell at the waist of the sea patrol yaksha was shattered by his punch. Giant waves, like lakes and seas, swirled in the bronze furnace. The Eighth King walked on the waves, and his heavy cannon punch tore through the waves and slammed into the yaksha.

Yaksha couldn't withstand the cannon punch and his entire chest collapsed.

Black Feather attacked again. Lu Xun dodged to the side, and his heavy sword crashed into the furnace, splitting into countless small human-faced owls in mid-air. Two tiger and leopard claws hooked onto the yaksha, and the human-faced owl monsters flapped their wings and charged towards the furnace.

Precious light!

Golden light burst forth.

The human-faced owl let out a miserable cry and its body tilted to the side, but it did not fall. With a sudden flap of its wings, it flew out along the southeast direction.

Generals Zhao and Liu had already set up their forces, with five hundred iron-clad warriors blocking the palace gates and several thousand elite troops surrounding the county government office. Then, a voice rang out: "Fire the arrows!"

It was as if dark clouds were pressing down on the city.

Even the Peach Blossom Spring's wondrous magic was torn apart by the army's formation.

Lu Xun's expression changed drastically. He dispersed Peach Blossom Spring, grabbed Shu Er to protect himself, and turned his back to block the arrow. The other heretics in the hall suffered as well, and a large number of them fell down the moment the arrow fell.

Some were skilled enough to flip over tables to defend themselves, others could release treasures to shield their bodies, some had strong physiques that could withstand a volley of arrows, and still others had ghostly mist that swallowed up iron arrows...

It truly was a case of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities.

However, this is not a long-term solution. Once the magic power is exhausted, the superhuman will be no different from ordinary people, while the arrows of soldiers in battle do not need the enhancement of magic power.

"Even in death, the dog that entered Wanchaohai will not rest in peace, leaving behind a vast army!"

The mountain of flesh, Golden Liang, shouted and cursed. Even though he was skilled in martial arts, he was still stabbed into a hedgehog and coughed up blood. If it weren't for his thick skin and flesh, he would have been crushed to death by the army. He barely managed to protect his vitals by holding up two thick tables.

"Damn it, this old man is going first." A baby jumped out of the small coffin behind the old man, grabbed the old man, and disappeared underground.

The paper craftsman's face gradually turned pale, and in the blink of an eye, he became a paper figure, his true form nowhere to be found.

The old man on the lonely mountain opened his mouth and spat out five little ghosts the size of human heads. The little ghosts knelt down and called out to their master. Then, the old man flicked out a sedan chair from his sleeve, and his whole body turned into a cloud of black mist and shrank into the sedan chair. The five ghosts immediately carried the sedan chair and ran towards the wall, passing through the wall and disappearing.

"What are we going to do?"

"Only by working together and breaking through can we have a chance to survive."

"..."

"Where is the Taoist priest?" Lu Xun asked, pulling on the ear of the scepter.

Shu Er said, "The Taoist priest is fighting with the demoness in the back hall."

"Save him."

Lu Xun turned and ran towards the back hall.

(End of this chapter)