Fatty froze, sensing an immense pressure suddenly attacking towards him, it brought an aura that one could not resist.
Sun Yu who was badly wounded abruptly threw out an item, the solemn look in his eyes earlier had been replaced by one that showed he wished to skin him alive. A green umbrella suddenly appeared in the air, surrounded by a white luster, a strong suppression swept across the surrounding few hundred miles. No matter the cultivators or the demon beasts, everyone wore a terrified look, one could tell this umbrella wasn't an item of the mortal realm in one look.
"Soul Capturing Umbrella!" Fatty faltered, but it was already too late to dodge.
"Damn it!" Lonemoon cursed, actually using an immortal artifact to cheat when he couldn't beat him, did they take him to be a dead person?
He stood up right away, as he was about to strike out, he was tugged back Shen Ying who was beside him.
"Father Niu."
Just as the Immortal Qi on the umbrella was about to strike Fatty, a Buddhist chant came from the horizon, and instantly stripped the umbrella of its offensiveness.
"Amitabha!"
Everyone heard the ringing of a chain of bells and saw a bald man dressed in a Kasaya, flying over on a lotus stage, a light sheen of gold sacred light was emitting from his body. Compared to the good-looking cultivators, his looks were very ordinary, only the speck vermilion between his brows was especially striking, his entire being was surrounded by an aura of compassion.
"It's a Buddhist cultivator from Hao Ran Court!" Someone recognized his identity and exclaimed out loud.
The man waved his hand and instantly kept the green umbrella away, then greeted everyone, "I am Chan Ji, greetings benefactors."
Everyone was shocked, some even had their eyes wide in shock with faces of disbelief.
"Chan Ji? Isn't he the Court Lord of Hao Ran Court, I didn't think he would come forth personally."
"Hao Ran Court does not partake in the disputes of the world, only ruling justice in the world. To have him come forward at this time, could it be that someone has sinned?"
"Seems there's something more to the matter between Divine Imperial Sect and this Sect Master, that even Hao Ran Court has intervened."
Everyone started to make guesses in whispers, but all, without exception, held expressions of respect and admiration for the man, even Fatty's expression had eased up.
"Huh?" Shen Ying cocked her head to a side to peek at the monk that had suddenly appeared, then turned towards Lonemoon.
"Why are you staring at me?" Lonemoon rolled his eyes. "I don't know who this is either." What Hao Ran Court, he'd never heard of it.
Whereas Chef who was beside them frowned and questioned instinctively, "Master, the sacred light on this person's body..."
"Mm." Shen Ying nodded.
"What sacred light, this must be the golden light of merit and virtue?" Lonemoon had figured it out too and replied subconsciously.
Yi Qing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but still held back at the end and turned to continue looking at the middle.
The monk known Chan Ji was already walking towards Sun Yu who was on the ground, the green umbrella in hand. "Fellow Daoist Sun, since you have already lost to Fellow Daoist Hui here, why the need to use an immortal artifact to attack him from behind and add onto your sins of killing for nothing?"
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)
Historical FictionPART 3 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...