Reborn as a lotus, she initially refuses to hand it over to the state.

Despite his inner grumbling, the young monk Mingjue was quick in his actions. He was Fakong's youngest disciple.

He is in charge of operating Chaoyin Temple's external accounts, including shooting videos, editing, and live streaming.

Mingjue deserves at least half the credit for Fakong's ability to accumulate hundreds of thousands of followers online over the years.

Soon, the phone was fixed to a rock, the live stream started, and the title was extremely simple.

[At Chaoyin Temple, a demon was summoned from the sky, and its flesh and blood were distributed on site.]

As soon as the live stream started, a large number of viewers flooded in.

A few minutes ago, footage of Fakong killing the Red Armored Sea Centipede with a single punch was uploaded to the internet by nearby villagers.

Countless people are now eager to see just who this suddenly appearing Buddhist master is.

The number of viewers in the live stream quickly exceeded 100,000.

[Is this the master who just killed the siren with a single punch?]

Goodness, at 63 he looks bigger than me.

[Isn't the master a monk? Why does he speak so down-to-earth?]

Did you just hear him swearing?

Upon seeing the last comment, Mingjue quickly turned the camera towards Fakong.

"Master, the live stream has started."

Fakong, who had been standing with his hands on his hips directing his disciples to drag the sea beast's carcass, immediately straightened his gray monk's robe upon hearing this, and his face became more compassionate and solemn.

He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the camera, and said, "Amitabha, all benefactors, there is no need to panic. Although the sea beasts are coming with great force, as long as our human race unites as one, there is no difficulty we cannot overcome."

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with messages of compassion from the master. Mingjue stood to the side, his lips twitching.

You were the one who was cursing the most just now, but now that you're live streaming, you're all smiles and kindness.

Fakong continued, "This sea centipede is enormous, and its flesh and blood contain spiritual energy."

"I have already discussed this with my comrades in the Ninth Bureau. Once we confirm that the flesh and blood are safe, we will distribute them to the disaster-stricken people in the vicinity."

"Buddha has the virtue of loving life. Although this sea centipede has done evil, now that it has been killed, it should be allowed to make one last contribution to the people."

Mingjue couldn't help but whisper, "Master, didn't you just say you'd braise it for dinner?"

The compassionate smile on Fakong's face froze instantly.

Upon seeing this, viewers in the live stream burst into laughter.

[Hahaha, the master couldn't hold back anymore.]

[How about braised sea centipede? Master, your Buddhist teachings are quite enticing.]

I admire this kind of unpretentious master; when he kills demons, he truly kills them, and when he eats meat, he truly eats it.

[Master Mingjue, if you keep undermining us like this, won't you get a beating when we get back to the temple?]

Mingjue couldn't help but grin as he watched the barrage of comments scrolling by.

Fakong's forehead veins throbbed, but he maintained his clasped hands and calmly said, "A monk does not lie. This humble monk is indeed prepared to taste it, but sharing joy is worse than enjoying it alone. The disaster-stricken people should be given priority."

The laughter in the live stream room grew even louder.

Just as Mingjue was about to continue speaking, Fakong turned to look at him, his eyes filled with a clear warning: "What are you still standing there for? Take some men and cut open the sea centipede's abdomen to check if the flesh and blood are contaminated."

Mingjue quickly shut up and beckoned several disciples of Chaoyin Temple to come forward. The Crimson Armored Sea Centipede was so large that ordinary knives could not cut through its shell.

The two disciples worked together to move a psionic cutting machine, and a screeching sound echoed along the coast, sparks flying from the carapace.

The cutting machine worked continuously for several minutes before it could barely cut a half-meter-long slit.

A strong, fishy smell immediately wafted out, and several villagers nearby instinctively covered their noses. Fa Kong's smile vanished instantly, and he frowned; this smell was wrong.

Even if the flesh and blood of normal marine mammals are foul-smelling, they would not contain this kind of putrid, decaying odor.

He stepped forward, inserting both hands into the cracks in the shell, his arm muscles bulging.

With a snap, he forcefully pried open the hard shell, and the live broadcast camera was pointed directly at the abdominal cavity of the red-armored sea centipede.

Everyone was expecting to see the sea monster meat, but the next second, the live stream chat went completely silent.

The red-armored sea centipede has no normal internal organs in its abdominal cavity; large patches of black membrane cover the surface of its flesh.

The membrane was covered with hundreds of fist-sized bulges, each of which was pulsating.

With each jump, the surrounding black membrane contracts.

Mingjue's smile vanished instantly, his hand holding the phone trembled, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Master, what is this?"

Fakong did not answer. His gaze fell deep into the abdomen of the Crimson Armored Sea Centipede, and golden Buddhist light emerged from his eyes.

Under the Buddha's divine eye, he could clearly see that the black membranes did not grow naturally, but rather resembled a giant net, piercing into the blood vessels, bones, and internal organs of the Red Armored Sea Centipede.

Even its demon core was surrounded by black roots as thin as hair.

This red-armored sea centipede is outwardly a sea beast.

In reality, the body had already been occupied by another life form.

Fakong said in a deep voice, "Everyone, step back."

Mingjue was taken aback: "Master?"

"Shut down the live stream."

Fakong's tone left no room for doubt, and Mingjue finally realized what was happening, just as he was about to reach out and turn off the live stream.

But then, a fist-sized fleshy lump suddenly split open inside the abdomen of the Red Armored Sea Centipede.

puff!

Black slime splattered.

A slender worm-like body shot out from the fleshy mass.

It is entirely black, with no eyes on its head, only a ring of sharp, outward-opening mouthparts.

After the insect detached from the sea centipede's body, it did not attack Fakong, who was closest to it. Instead, it seemed to have smelled something and pounced straight on a six or seven-year-old boy in the crowd.

The woman, holding her child, screamed in terror, "Help!"

Fakong's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already blocking the way in front of the crowd, his right hand outstretched, his five fingers accurately gripping the black insect.

The insect writhed wildly in his palm, its mouthparts tearing and snapping, emitting a sharp hiss.

A layer of golden light appeared on the surface of Fakong's palm.

No matter how much the insect struggled, it could not harm him in the slightest.

The nearby villagers turned pale and retreated.

In the live stream, the chat exploded instantly.

[Holy crap, what kind of bug is that?]

Was it trying to burrow into the child's body just now?

How could there be something like this inside a sea monster's stomach?

[Master, be careful! Don't let it bite you!]

That child was almost parasitized, wasn't he?

Fakong looked down at the black insect in his palm. The insect struggled for a moment, then suddenly quieted down.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp mandibles around its head opened, and a chilling spiritual wave directly attacked Fakong's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Flesh and blood, parasitism, hatching..."

Intermittent sounds echoed in his mind, voices with an extremely seductive power, as if enticing Fakong to loosen his grip and allow the insect to parasitize his body.

A golden light flashed in Fakong's eyes, and he coldly snorted, "You wicked creature, how dare you disturb this humble monk's mind?"

With a cold shout, golden Buddhist light erupted from his palm, instantly shattering the black insect body into a cloud of blood mist.

However, after the insect died, the blood mist did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into a grayish-black mist that climbed up Fakong's arm.

Fakong's arm trembled, and his intense blood and qi burned like golden flames.

Under the golden Buddhist light, the gray-black mist was quickly and completely purified, leaving Mingjue's scalp tingling: "Master, can this thing still parasitize after it dies?"

Fakong's expression was serious. His gaze fell on the abdominal cavity of the Crimson Armored Sea Centipede. The death of the insect body seemed to have awakened the rest of the fleshy sacs, and hundreds of black protrusions began to throb faster at the same time.

Dense sounds emanated from inside the corpse.

The crimson-armored sea centipede, which had already completely lost its life, began to twitch its massive body once again.

The viewers in the live stream panicked completely.

Wasn't it already dead?

[It's come back to life!]

Run! Its stomach is full of worms!

Fakong's face turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Disciples of Chaoyin Temple, evacuate the people, seal off the coast, and no one is allowed to approach the sea beast's corpse."

"yes!"

Dozens of disciples from Chaoyin Temple acted swiftly.

Mingjue couldn't care less about the live stream and was just about to turn off his phone.

The hundreds of fleshy sacs inside the red-armored sea centipede's abdominal cavity exploded almost simultaneously, splattering black mucus everywhere.

Numerous slender insects emerged from the fleshy membrane, intertwined with each other, and in the blink of an eye, they converged into a black swarm of insects.

Instead of continuing to attack Fakong, they bypassed him and headed straight for the ordinary villagers who were evacuating. Clearly, compared to a powerful fourth-tier grandmaster like Fakong, the bodies of ordinary people were more suitable as parasitic containers.

"Form the Vajra Formation!"

Fa Kong shouted sharply, and the disciples of Chaoyin Temple quickly scattered, while more than a dozen copper staffs slammed heavily into the beach at the same time.

Boom!

A golden light curtain rose along the coast, enveloping all the villagers who were evacuating.

The parasite at the very front crashed into the light screen, and black smoke immediately billowed from its body.

Instead of retreating, they pounced forward one after another, their densely packed, sharp mouthparts gnawing at the golden light barrier, producing a screeching sound that sent chills down one's spine.

The faces of several young disciples quickly turned pale.

These insects are not particularly strong on their own.

When the number is large, the psychological impact and pollution can be compounded.

"Master, the formation won't hold for much longer!"

Mingjue shouted loudly, and Fakong looked at the swarm of insects that kept pouring out of the abdomen of the Red Armored Sea Centipede, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Then let's clean it all at once."

His feet sank into the sand, his hands formed a mudra in front of his chest, his internal energy circulated wildly, and golden light emanated from his pores.

Behind Fakong, a wrathful Vajra phantom, tens of meters tall, materialized and manifested.

This is not a Dharma form that only sixth-level martial artists can evolve, but a special Buddhist technique.

Through special secret methods, martial arts can be developed by drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in a short period of time.

If it were to truly erupt, with Fakong's current strength, it could probably unleash power equivalent to the early stage of the fifth rank.

The phantom behind him was a Vajra with four arms, one holding a pestle, one holding a mudra, and the other two palms simultaneously clasped together in front of him.

The live stream feed was still running.

Tens of millions of viewers were watching the live stream, witnessing this scene with their own eyes. They were all horrified; this was truly a miracle.

Is this really something a human could do?

[The Vajra Phantom: What's behind the master?]

[With tens of millions of viewers witnessing it firsthand, it can't all be special effects, right?]

Who told me that ancient martial arts were a scam? Come out here, I promise I won't kill you!

The live stream chat was flooded with comments, and countless people were recording the scene and sharing it on various platforms.

On the coast.

Fakong had no time to pay attention to external reactions.

These parasites may not be strong individually, but if they were to invade a village and burrow into the bodies of ordinary people, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fakong opened his eyes wide in anger.

The four-armed Vajra behind them raised their heads at the same time.

A powerful and intense aura instantly enveloped the entire mudflat.

"Vajra Subdues Demons!"

With a furious roar from Fakong.

The Vajra's pestle crashed down with a thunderous roar.

boom!

The entire coastline suddenly trembled, and the golden Buddha light transformed into a surging torrent, sweeping across the mudflats.

The black swarm at the forefront didn't even last half a breath before large numbers of insect bodies exploded in the Buddha's light.

Puff puff!

Hundreds or even thousands of parasites burst open at the same time.

Large swathes of gray-black mist surged out from the insect corpses, attempting to avoid the Buddha's light and fleeing in all directions.

Fakong was prepared. He suddenly clasped his hands together, and at the same time, the other two palms of the Vajra phantom behind him also closed in the middle.

"seal up!"

Two enormous golden palm prints rose from both sides of the coastline.

Like two insurmountable walls, they sealed all the gray-black mist inside.

The black mist churned continuously, but Fakong's expression remained unchanged.

The internal energy and blood continued to burn, and a flame mark appeared between the eyebrows of the Vajra phantom.

"Buddha's fire, purifying the world."

boom!

Golden flames suddenly ignited.

The black mist trapped in the palm print was quickly ignited, and the screams became even more shrill. In less than ten breaths, thousands of parasites, along with the remaining mental pollution, were all burned to ashes.

The Vajra Formation that had enveloped the villagers then stabilized.

The dozen or so disciples of Chaoyin Temple finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingjue plopped down on the beach, panting heavily: "I almost couldn't hold on."

The wrathful Vajra phantom behind Fakong gradually dissipated, and the golden light emanating from his body began to recede.

Despite the impressive force of that attack, it took a considerable toll on him as well.

The mental pollution released by those parasites is far more troublesome than ordinary toxic fog.

If it weren't for the fact that Buddhist techniques are inherently good at calming the mind, other fourth-level awakened individuals might not have been able to purify it all so easily.

Fakong walked to the corpse of the Red Armored Sea Centipede, and the Buddhist Heavenly Eye opened again. The black membrane that originally covered the abdominal cavity had been mostly burned away by the Buddhist fire, and the remaining part was also withering rapidly.

Near the core of the Crimson Armored Sea Centipede, there was still a palm-sized black tumor that had not died along with the swarm of insects.

The surface of the sarcoma is covered with fine blood vessels.

There is also an eye-shaped pattern in the center that has not yet fully opened.

As soon as Fakong approached, the tumor gently contracted.

A faint spiritual fluctuation emanated from it.

It seems to want to continue parasitizing the corpse of the red-armored sea centipede.

Fakong raised his hand and grabbed.

The golden light of Buddha transformed into a palm, forcibly peeling the tumor away from the flesh.

After losing its host, the sarcoma immediately struggled violently.

More than a dozen thin, long black threads grew from the bottom, constantly piercing the Buddha's light barrier.

Fakong looked at it for a moment, but did not destroy it directly.

"Clear awareness".

Mingjue had just caught his breath when he quickly got up from the beach.

"Disciple is here."

"Go and call the people from the Ninth Bureau over, and also prepare the sealing box."

Mingjue was taken aback: "Master, don't you hate keeping these disgusting things the most?"

Fakong glanced at him and said irritably, "Who said this humble monk wanted to raise it? This thing is different from those insects from before. It should be the core that controls the parasites. Keeping it is more useful than burning it."

Mingjue then realized what was happening and hurriedly ran towards the Ninth Army's temporary camp.

Shortly after, a middle-aged man in a dark blue combat uniform arrived with several technicians.

This man is Zhao Haiping, deputy director of the Coastal Operations Division of the Ninth Bureau of the South China Sea, and an early-stage fourth-order awakener.

He had been organizing the evacuation of villagers on the other side of the coast until Fakong dealt with the swarm before he arrived.

Seeing the charred insect corpses scattered on the ground, and then looking at the writhing tumor in Fakong's hand, Zhao Haiping's expression instantly turned serious: "Master Fakong, is this the parasitic core?"

Fakong nodded: "It should be. Those insects don't have complete consciousness, but they can act simultaneously, and their mental fluctuations also come from this thing."

Zhao Haiping immediately signaled to the technicians to open the spirit-sealing box.

The inside of the metal box is engraved with dozens of psionic isolation lines.

There is also a specially treated mercury film that can prevent mental fluctuations from spreading outward.

Fakong placed the tumor inside, and the moment the lid closed, a series of loud thumping sounds came from inside.

The entire metal box was vibrating slightly. Zhao Haiping's face was grim: "This thing is highly active."