A master of comedy!

Fengdu City, Duyun Tower.

A figure descended from the sky like a meteorite, smashing a once magnificent opera house into pieces, leaving it almost in ruins.

Hot blood spilled, staining the underworld red.

That was the figure of Sixth Uncle Xiao Jiansheng. He crawled out from the rubble, his already dilapidated body becoming even more riddled with holes, even showing cracks like porcelain.

Boom!

A colossal figure descended from the sky. It was a four-armed Vajra giant, several meters tall, shrouded in divine radiance, and from afar it resembled a fallen golden mountain.

That was the true form of Judge Lu.

With a deafening roar, the entire city of Fengdu seemed to tremble violently, and Xiao Jiansheng was slammed into the ground.

Two giant hands reached into the underworld and forcefully pulled out Xiao Jiansheng, who was covered in blood.

With his hands clasped together, immense power erupted like thunder, seemingly intent on crushing the ants in his palms into dust.

"open!!!"

Severely injured, Xiao Jiansheng's eyes widened in anger, as if he had activated some kind of secret technique, his eyes turning blood red and even sprouting sharp teeth like those of a wild beast.

This scene reminded Zhou Sheng of the scene he saw when he returned home after killing Shen Jinhua. At that time, there was chicken blood and feathers in the house, and through the window, he saw that his master's eyes were also bloodshot.

He mistook it for a demon and stabbed it with a spear, but the demon was indestructible.

Then I recalled what my master had said: my sixth uncle, Xiao Jiansheng, was the master of Yinxi Zombie Kung Fu and a grandmaster of horizontal martial arts.

Zhou Sheng then understood that his sixth uncle was about to use his most secret technique.

Sure enough, with a beast-like roar, the two god-like giant hands were slowly pried open.

However, Judge Lu has four arms.

The next moment, a third hand reached out and grasped it.

Boom!

The hands, which were about to be spread apart, quickly closed and clenched tightly, making a crackling sound like popping beans.

Xiao Jiansheng immediately let out a painful roar, his bones cracking as if they were about to break.

Whoosh!
Zhou Sheng fired an arrow, still with all his might, but it was easily caught by Lu Pan's last hand and crushed into dust.

Tan Sheng could only barely maintain the seal from breaking and was unable to offer any assistance.

"The Way of the Land..."

Clenched in his palm, Xiao Jiansheng, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly stopped screaming and then whispered the name of Judge Lu.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

Lu Pan remained unmoved; instead, his eyes grew even more ruthless, for the sense of impending danger was drawing ever closer.

The other party is a person in the mortal realm, who might actually be able to break through His protective divine power!
Thinking of this, Lu Pan became even more anxious. He crushed the annoying ant while flying towards the fake Ksitigarbha.

The Judge's Pen was knocked away by Xiao Jiansheng's headbutt. Now, what it needs to do is smash the fake Ksitigarbha's golden body to pieces!

If the seal can be broken, He will be able to manifest His divine power and deal with those ants who dare to trespass into the temple.

However, to His surprise, Xiao Jiansheng revealed a cold smile, not as a plea for mercy, but as a provocative look.

"Lu Zhidao...let's all be buried with the Zhao family brothers!"

Judge Lu frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

The next moment, a chilling aura emerged from Xiao Jiansheng's almost shattered body, and his broken heart suddenly pounded violently like a war drum, emitting a muffled thunderous sound.

Oh no! Sixth Uncle is about to self-destruct!
Even from that distance, Zhou Sheng felt a sense of crisis. His pupils narrowed, and he was about to step forward to help when he saw the gaze of his sixth uncle.

It was a sense of relief and calm acceptance. "Take good care of Hongxian, and tell Fifth Brother I don't blame him—"

Before he could even finish speaking, Xiao Jiansheng's body exploded with a deafening roar, like a volcano about to go out, making its final, magnificent eruption.

A deafening roar erupted, and streaks of fire flew across the sky, almost illuminating the dark, overcast sky of Fengdu City.

"Sixth Uncle-Master!!"

Zhou Sheng's voice trembled slightly. Although it was their first meeting, he could sense a kind of favoritism from an elder in the sect in the other person's eyes.

At the same time, he also saw guilt and self-blame in his sixth uncle's eyes.

Sixth Uncle felt guilty for having been reduced to a puppet, turning against his own people and killing so many young Yin Opera practitioners.

Choosing to sacrifice oneself to stop Lu Pan is also a form of atonement.

Unfortunately, when the dazzling light and flames dissipated, Lu Pan's true form was only slightly charred, otherwise unharmed.

What's even more despairing is that the opponent's true form is rapidly recovering.

boom!
Without even glancing at Xiao Jiansheng, who had already turned to ashes, Lu Pan slammed his fist into Dizang's staff.

With a bang, the gleaming tin staff exploded into dust.

Tan Sheng, who played Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, could no longer hold on and fell off the lotus platform, coughing up blood continuously. He looked listless, and the extremely frightening Buddhist light quickly dissipated.

A strange beast with a dragon's head and a lion's body flew out of his body, let out a mournful cry, and then disappeared back into the Nine Dragon Seal.

The invisible seal that enveloped the entire city of Fengdu was instantly lifted.

But at that moment, Lu Pan's majestic divine body suddenly froze, and then a tiny crack appeared on his golden body.

The golden body of the Dharma Image, which remained intact even after Xiao Jiansheng's self-destruction, actually showed signs of cracking.

In an instant, Zhou Sheng's eyes blazed with intense light.

Bao Ying's side... has finally made progress!
Lu Pan felt a chill instantly. His once cold and hardened divine heart was filled with a long-forgotten fear, just like when he was still a wandering ghost, he had to be careful in the face of the sun and wind.

He disregarded the pursuit of Tan Sheng, and made a hand gesture, intending to manifest his divine power in the human world immediately.

The idol has been damaged, but fortunately, His foundation is deep, and His descent at this moment still leaves room for redemption. If He were to come a little later, He would be in utter danger.

Clang!

A resounding sword cry rang out, and the three-foot-long Pure Yang Sword was drawn from its sheath, carrying boundless sharpness, and charged towards Lu Pan like a crimson dragon, preventing him from leaving.

clang!
Sparks flickered continuously as Lu Pan gripped the sword light with both hands, enduring the pain to forcibly restrain it, while continuing to sense the divine statues in the mortal realm.

But then came a flash of light, like the breaking of dawn.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade trembled with a dragon's roar and slashed at Lu Pan without hesitation. In an instant, the entire world seemed to be filled with that stunning blade light.

The blade's edge stretched for ten zhang, like a monstrous wave, threatening to engulf the several-zhang-tall Vajra giant.

As Zhou Sheng wielded his Guan Dao, his celestial robes moved at will, transforming from the monk Mulian's cassock and straw sandals into Guan Yu's green python robe.

The python dragon embroidered on the robe was majestic and lifelike, and its two eyes seemed to be moving as the blade flashed.

This strike is called "Righteousness Reaching the Heavens".

In the past, Guan Yu rode alone for a thousand miles, passing five passes and slaying six generals, never failing the oath he made in the Peach Garden.

Today, Zhou Sheng is willing to use this sword to live up to the promise he made to Bao Ying—

A gentleman's word is as good as his bond.

...(End of this chapter)