Infinite Comprehension by Taking In Disciples: Martial Uncle, Please Ascend!

At the same time, the sky full of sword light also ravaged into the Demon Race army, and for a moment, limbs were severed, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

“What a formidable Demon-suppressing Envoy, the Formation deceived those True Gods, but that lotus is the real killer move!” From a distance, a middle-aged man’s pupils suddenly constricted, and he swallowed hard.

“That lotus is a mid-grade Divine Artifact. Could the black light bursting from the petals be the Soul Extinguishing Needle?”

“Easily annihilating True Gods, it must be the mid-grade Soul Extinguishing Needle!”

The middle-aged man was so shocked that he found it hard to recover. He had seen the Demon-suppressing Envoy kill enemies before, but he had never seen such an effortless annihilation of a Demon Race stronghold.

He saw very clearly that if those fifteen True Gods had not been so arrogant as to resist the Soul Extinguishing Needle with their Demonic Power but instead had used weapons to deflect it, they might have had a glimmer of hope for survival.

But they didn’t know what it was and naively thought they could defend against it with their own strength. Indeed, as that Master had said, ignorance is so terrifying.

Fifteen True Gods of the Demon Race, along with that burly man who had taken flight, a total of sixteen, with their bodies intact, now fell with their Divine Souls extinguished.

Li Cheng stretched out his hand with a wave, taking the sixteen corpses into his Storage Ring, then continued to control the Three Thousand Deadly Array to bombard those of the Demon Race.

Their station was completely enveloped by the Formation; they had no way to avoid it, much less the strength to counterattack. It was simply a one-sided slaughter.

In the distance, the middle-aged man watched with his blood boiling, “Brothers, our vengeance is avenged! This Master has avenged us!”

“Amitabha! Donor, please spare lives under your blade!”

Just as only a few hundred Demon Race members struggled to hold on, a Buddhist chant rang out, followed by the shattering of the Array Plate!

“Damn it!” Li Cheng cursed under his breath, hastily retreating.

The remaining few hundred of the Demon Race, all at the peak or complete stage of the Heaven God Realm, would be beyond Li Cheng’s control without the restraint of the Formation—he had no choice but to flee!

The next second, a golden light descended from the heavens, forming a cover that enveloped the remaining living Demon Race members.

Above the cover, a middle-aged Monk with hands folded in prayer, eyelids lowered, once again uttered a Buddhist chant, “Amitabha!”

Li Cheng stopped ten miles away, frowning at the Monk, “Divine Monk, what are your intentions?”

This was his first encounter with a Monk. In the Kunlun Realm, the western region of Kunlun was where Monks gathered, but he had never been there.

The Monk performed a gesture of reverence, looking solemn and respectful, “Donor, if you can spare others, then spare them. These beings have lost their power to resist, why insist on annihilating them to the last?”

Whoosh!

The middle-aged man flew to Li Cheng’s side, his angry gaze fixed on the Monk, “Bald donkey! Have you lost your mind? These are from the Demon Race; they have killed countless from our Human Tribe, and you actually protect them?”

Li Cheng glanced at the middle-aged man, noting from his resentful gaze that he surely harbored a great hatred for the Demon Race.

“The Buddha is merciful! The Buddha says all beings are equal…”

The middle-aged man grew even more furious, interrupting the Monk and stepping forward, “Shut up, bald donkey! When these demons were slaughtering and looting, you…”

Li Cheng hurriedly grabbed the middle-aged man, cutting in, “Divine Monk, do you intend to save these demons?”

“Amitabha, the Buddha said to lay down the butcher’s knife and instantly become a Buddha. I wish to enlighten them!”

Li Cheng’s expression remained unfazed, “My friend here is afflicted by a Ghost Clan curse. Can the Divine Monk resolve it?”

The Monk looked toward the middle-aged man, nodded slightly, and a streak of golden light whistled forward, entering the middle-aged man’s forehead.

In an instant, the middle-aged man’s curse vanished without a trace.

But the middle-aged man showed not a hint of joy, still glaring at the Monk.

Li Cheng patted his shoulder, signaling him to hold his tongue.

Seeing that the two men fell silent, the Monk entered the Golden Light Cover and announced loudly, “The Buddha is compassionate; may you lay down your butcher’s knives…”

“Pah! Bald donkey, die!”

Several Heaven God State complete Demon Race members didn’t hesitate to charge forward, wielding their War Sabers to strike.

“Misdeeds! Misdeeds…”

Bang…

Just when it seemed the Monk would be struck, he was the first to act. A gigantic golden palm manifested in his hand, and with one slap, he turned those several into ashes!

“Good indeed, congratulations to the Donors for ascending to the blissful world…”

Both Li Cheng and the middle-aged man looked on in disbelief. Was this the ‘enlightenment’ he had spoken of?

“Esteemed Donors, the Buddha is merciful, may you lay down your butcher’s knives and immediately become Buddhas!” the Monk called out again to the remaining demons.

The enraged Demon Race was already fuming, and these words only added fuel to the fire!

“I am from the Demon Race, bald donkey, you insult me too much!”

“Kill! Even if we blow ourselves up, I want to take him down with me!”

…

For a moment, the rage of those hundreds of people was completely ignited, and they flew toward the monk.

“Alas…”

The monk sighed, “Great Mercy and Great Compassion Hand!”

With one palm strike, there was no longer any sign of life within the Golden Light Cover.

“This monk is so strong!” the middle-aged man muttered to himself.

“How could a Divine Monarch not be strong?” Li Cheng said.

Huh?

The middle-aged man panicked a bit, was this monk a being of the Divine Monarch Realm?

Previously unable to use his Divine Sense, he only knew this monk was no weakling, but who would have thought he was a presence of the Divine Monarch Realm?

Having just cursed at him, he wouldn’t seek revenge, would he?

“It’s embarrassing for the two donors to witness this, my understanding of Buddhist Law is shallow and I was unable to enlighten them, so I could only send them to the Blissful world,” the monk said, retracting the Golden Light Cover with a look of regret.

The middle-aged man bowed, “Divine Monk did well in killing them, those of the Demon Race deserve to die!”

“Amitabha, sins, sins!” The monk’s face was full of regret.

Li Cheng pondered, “Divine Monk is a Demon-suppressing Envoy, right? Did you deliberately come to snatch my points?”

The remaining few hundred members of the Demon Race, that’s at least five to six thousand points.

Li Cheng had his suspicions, this bald donkey must be robbing him of his points under the guise of transcending demons.

“I am but a monk who transcends demons, not one who suppresses them. If occasionally unable to transcend them, I am left with no choice but to suppress!” the monk replied with a soft smile on his face.

Li Cheng evaluated the monk, “May I ask for the Divine Monk’s Dharma name?”

“This humble monk’s Dharma name is Wumo!”

Both Li Cheng and the middle-aged man twitched the corners of their mouths slightly, Wumo? That confirmed it; he was here to steal the points!

Steal them blatantly, steal them as if it were his right.

The one to take the blame, was his Buddha.

This was too magnificent.

In the flick of a wrist, Li Cheng took out the shattered third-level Array Plate, “Monk Wumo, I won’t quibble with you over the points, but you’ll have to compensate for this Array Plate!”

Monk Wumo’s expression became unnatural, if he were to compensate for that, then the points he robbed would have been in vain, since the points he just robbed amounted to nothing more than the purchase of that Array Plate.

“This… Donor, I have discovered a gathering place of the Demon Race and must immediately go to transcend them. You both take care,” the monk said.

Before the words even faded, Monk Wumo had already disappeared, his speed astonishing.

Li Cheng narrowed his eyes, “Monks may run, but the monastery remains; I don’t believe you won’t return to the Demon-suppressing Department.”

“Cough cough, Master, perhaps we should just see it as forming a good connection and not hold it against him,” the middle-aged man spoke, actually wanting to say that was a Divine Monarch, and it wouldn’t be good to anger him.

Li Cheng smiled, “Buddhism values karma, I’m merely reminding him, that’s all. Let’s go!”

They flew towards Savage City, this time the middle-aged man had lifted the curse, no longer losing direction.

“By the way, my name is Li Cheng, may I ask yours?” Li Cheng asked, looking at the middle-aged man with a smile.

The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised and hastily said, “Master, this humble one is Ninety Thousand Miles, a Loose Cultivator. Everyone calls me Laojiu, you may simply call me Xiaojiu, Master.”

Li Cheng’s mouth twitched, call you Xiaojiu?

“Soaring directly up Ninety Thousand Miles, not bad. Laojiu, I thank you for this time,” Li Cheng said with a smile.

Previously, upon seeing Monk Wumo attempt to protect those of the Demon Race, Ninety Thousand Miles stood up to the challenge. This act had greatly increased Li Cheng’s favorable impression of him.

Ninety Thousand Miles quickly shook his head, then took out the bottle of Heaven God Pill Li Cheng had given him, saying, “I only led the way, Master, there’s no need for gratitude. And this Heaven God Pill is too precious, I am unworthy of it!”

Li Cheng took it back easily, quietly observing, and noticed Ninety Thousand Miles showed no reluctance and seemed relieved instead, this caused Li Cheng to nod inwardly, what an honest man!

“If you don’t accept the Heaven God Pill, I wouldn’t even know how to thank you,” Li Cheng said with a smile.

Ninety Thousand Miles gave an embarrassed smile, “It was just guiding the way, no thanks needed. If Master really feels uneasy, gifting five Divine Stones as a travel expense would suffice.”

Li Cheng smiled, understanding that Ninety Thousand Miles was worried he might feel indebted, and wished to settle it with five Divine Stones as compensation.

In the flick of a wrist, Li Cheng pulled out a Storage Ring, “Alright, you take this. If you ever need help in the future, you can find me in Kongqian Imperial City.”

Ninety Thousand Miles stuffed the Storage Ring into his chest with satisfaction, cupping his fists, “Thank you, Master Li!”

“Amitabha, Donor, wait for me!” Just then, the voice of Monk Wumo rose up from behind.