A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Dog was listening nearby, his mouth practically stretched to his ears, laughing so hard he was doubled over.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Director Liu, it has to be you! You've even managed to make people swear so skillfully! One after another, you never repeat yourself!"

The old monk Yongjue was so thoroughly humiliated by these two, one dog and one singing in unison, that the solemn and dignified appearance he had been trying to maintain was completely ruined. His face turned red and white in turns, and finally as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Liuzhou! You've gone too far!!!"

He roared and, no longer caring about his composure, thrust his clasped hands forward with a sudden burst of energy!

"Little Thunder Temple! Town!"

"Boom—!"

The majestic temple, enveloped in a sky full of Buddhist light, seemed as if the entire sky had collapsed, ruthlessly suppressing Deputy Director Liu, Ji Zuodao, and Dog Master!

Wherever the Buddha's light passed, even the boiling lava seemed to be purified, becoming dark and sluggish, emitting a nauseating, cloying, fishy smell.

"Oh."

Facing the Xiaoleiyin Temple, which seemed capable of suppressing an entire region, Deputy Director Liu merely scoffed.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging like a bellows, and his muscles and bones emitted a booming sound like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger!

The boundless earth beneath his feet, all the boiling lava, the erupting volcanoes, and the crimson sky seemed to resonate with him at this moment, simultaneously emitting a deafening roar!

"Trying to outdo me in supernatural powers?"

Deputy Director Liu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth that gleamed with a beast-like coldness under the crimson sunlight.

"I'll show you what it means to be—"

"Being consistent inside and out!"

"Fire! Flame! Mountain!"

He clenched his fists, did not form any hand seals, but simply poured his terrifying blood and spiritual power, as vast as an abyss and as blazing as the sun, into the ground beneath his feet without any fancy moves!

"Give it to me—"

"open!!!"

"boom--!!!!!!!"

The sky collapsed! The earth cracked!

Centered on Deputy Director Liu, all the already raging lava rivers within a radius of dozens of miles instantly transformed into towering pillars of crimson fire that stretched from the sky to the ground!

Countless dormant volcanoes erupted simultaneously.

What spewed out was no longer magma, but pure Samadhi Fire and Earth Lung Poison Fire, which contained destruction and devastation to the extreme!

The color of the flames changes from crimson to golden yellow, and then to incandescent white!

The crimson clouds in the sky were completely ignited, turning into a flowing sea of ​​fire!

The earth is melting, reorganizing, and transforming into even more ferocious and scorching fiery mountains!

What Buddha's light, what Buddhist chanting, what phantom image of the Little Thunder Temple...

Faced with this absolute heat and violence that seemed to burn away the eight directions and recreate the earth, water, fire, and wind, it was like the remaining snow under the scorching sun, emitting a "hissing" sound, and quickly melting, twisting, and deforming!

The solemn temple, scorched by the flames, revealed its interior, with its intricate, dark red veins resembling blood vessels, and within them, one could vaguely see distorted faces wailing.

The countless Arhats and Bodhisattvas, scorched by the true fire, revealed their true demonic forms—blue-faced, fanged, crying or laughing!

Little Leiyin Temple, indeed, is a "small" Leiyin Temple.

Its exterior is bathed in Buddhist light, but its interior is a den of demons.

"See that?"

Deputy Director Liu's voice, like a resounding bell, clearly reached Yongjue's ears amidst the roaring flames, carrying undisguised mockery and pity:

"A fake is a fake."

"Just like you, you old bald monk, reciting false scriptures your whole life, pretending to be a true Buddha your whole life..."

"Even in the cracks of the bones, there's still that same... stench of murder and soul-slaying!"

"In your next life... remember to be a true beast, true to your word."

"At least, it's not disgusting."

The Little Thunder Temple twisted and wailed amidst the raging flames, like a wax figure thrown into a furnace, rapidly collapsing and deforming.

Standing beneath the gradually dissolving phantom of supernatural power, the old monk Yongjue's face was devoid of color, revealing only the madness of someone driven to the brink of despair.

"You forced me to do this...you forced me to do this!!!"

"If the Buddha won't save me, I'll become a demon myself—Dharma form! Appear!"

"boom--!"

A colossal, bizarre Dharma image materialized amidst the blazing fire and demonic aura!

The statue was over ten feet tall, barely maintaining the posture of a Buddha in a tattered seated position, wearing a tattered robe and a crooked "Buddha crown" that looked like it was made of human skulls strung together.

But that face—

With a blue face and fangs, his mouth stretched to his ears, and his large, bloodshot eyes were like copper bells. Yet, a dull swastika was still embedded between his eyebrows!

In his left hand he held a huge, still-dripping skull rosary, and in his right hand he held upside down a "convenient shovel" that looked like it was pieced together from human leg bones and was covered in barbs!

The Buddha's image? Not at all.

The ferocity of the demons? Exactly portrayed.

Yet he was dressed in a kasaya, wearing a Buddhist crown, with a Buddhist seal on his head, striking a Buddhist pose...

It's a complete mishmash, neither demon nor Buddha, but a living embodiment of the Yellow-Eyebrowed Buddha who jumped out of "Journey to the West"!

"Did you see that? Did you see that?!"

The dog excitedly slapped the ground with its paws, its eyes shining and spittle flying.

"The true colors are revealed! They've shown their true colors! What do you call this? It's like an old sow wearing a bra—one after another! A toad sticking chicken feathers in its mouth—pretending to be a bird but not quite!"

"Wearing a monk's robe while reciting distorted scriptures, wearing a Buddhist crown while devouring people's hearts! This appearance is absolutely outrageous!"

Ji Zuodao found it amusing and cracked his melon seeds even harder.

"Good heavens, this Dharma image is so well-crafted, it must be from someone who swore brotherhood with the King of Hell and learned the art from Shen Gongbao!"

The old monk Yongjue ignored the mockery, his enormous eyes fixed on Deputy Director Liu, and he let out a shrill, inhuman shriek:

"Liuzhou, today I'll show you what true...Buddha and demon in one body really mean! Die!"

Fa Xiang wielded that terrifying "human leg shovel," stirring up a bloody storm and bringing with it the evil power to crush mountains and rivers, as it smashed down on Deputy Director Liu's head!

"Tsk."

"this one?"

"Fancy and gaudy, trying to be a Buddha but not quite, trying to be a demon but not quite."

Deputy Director Liu took a deep breath, and the dormant power within him, like that of an ancient volcano, suddenly awakened.

"Dharma Form! Appear!"

"Moo—!!!"

A deep, earth-shaking roar, seemingly from the primordial past, exploded from Deputy Director Liu's body, instantly drowning out the roar of the raging flames and Yongjue's shriek!

Crimson flames gathered and solidified wildly, and a figure even more majestic, domineering, and fiery than Yongjue's "Yellow-Eyebrow Dharma Form" rose from the ground!

That Dharma image was also over ten zhang tall, with a human body and an ox's head!

Its curved bull horns resembled giant, red-hot scimitars, entwined with golden lava patterns. Its eyes were like two small, burning suns, exhaling scorching breath that transformed into two pillars of fire.

Its muscular, crimson body was covered with ancient and violent flame totems. With each step it took, the Flaming Mountain beneath its feet roared and trembled, and lava surged back!

There were no robes, no crowns, no fancy decorations.

Only the purest, most savage, most violent—power! Flame! And the will to fight!

The Bull Demon King lowered his head and looked at the boiling, boundless Flaming Mountain world beneath his feet, then looked up at the Yellow-Eyebrowed Demon King opposite him, a mixture of demons and Buddhas.

Then, Liuzhou did something that terrified Yongjue—

The bull-mana demon leaned slightly forward, and its two giant hands plunged into the ground beneath its feet!

"rise--!!!"

A deafening roar!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under the dumbfounded gazes of the old monk Yongjue, Ji Zuodao, and Dog Lord, the Bull Demon King actually pulled a Flaming Mountain, burning with raging golden flames, from the Flaming Mountain land!

The mountain peak was embraced by its two arms, its roots still connected to rolling lava, like a super-huge, burning carrot being pulled up!

"Old bald monk—"

The Bull Demon King embraced the hundred-foot-tall Flaming Mountain, twisted his waist, and his muscles bulged, pouring out boundless power!

"Take this move from your Grandpa Liu—"

"Sweep through the enemy ranks!"

"Get out of here—!!!"

"call--!!!"

The hundred-foot-tall Flaming Mountain was swung around in the simplest, most brutal, and most unreasonable way by the Bull Demon King, transforming into a world-destroying fiery hurricane that smashed towards the "Yellow-Eyebrowed Dharma King" on the other side!

The wind howled fiercely, flames roared wildly, and even the space itself was smashed open with dark cracks!

"No--!!!"

The old monk Yongjue's screams were drowned out by the roar of the Flaming Mountain crushing everything.

Dog was so excited he jumped up and down:

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome! This is what a fight should be! No chanting, no nonsense, just swinging the mountain and getting straight to the point! So satisfying! Damn, so satisfying!"

Ji Zuodao silently put away the melon seeds, wiped his hands, and looked on with admiration:

"Uncle Liu, stay calm."

"When it comes to fighting, you're the real expert."