Uncle Nine: I became Master Qianhe, and my fame resounded throughout the Daoist sect.

Chapter 402 Fierce Battle with King Jinba!

"Such powerful Buddhist Dharma!"

Uncle Nine was shocked when he saw this scene!

The other sect leaders nodded in agreement, and the Golden Cymbal Dharma King opposite them was also a prominent figure.

"The power of Buddhism? It doesn't seem like it..." The sect leader of Gezao Sect narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"Oh? Doesn't seem like it? You've witnessed the power of Buddhism before?"

"Yes! Although it resembles the power of Buddhism, I still feel that something is not quite right!"

Listen to their conversation.

Qianhe raised an eyebrow!

"System, is there something wrong with this Buddhist power?"

[Not really!]

"Not considered? What do you mean?"

The Dharma remains the same, but the one administering it is no longer human!

The system said this.

Chizuru's pupils contracted!

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Immediately, he squinted and stared intently in that direction, as if trying to pierce through layers of mist.

Gradually, some subtle details began to appear before his eyes.

That's right, it's that faint, elusive aura—demonic energy!

Although this demonic aura was deliberately concealed, its remaining traces were as difficult to erase as spiderwebs.

If it were him in the past, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect such a faint fluctuation of demonic energy even if he had widened his eyes.

However, things are different now. The system's reminders, coupled with his greatly enhanced perception, have helped him.

Therefore, no matter how well the demonic aura was hidden, it could not escape his discerning eyes.

Thinking of this, Chizuru's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and she murmured softly, "This Buddhist teaching is undoubtedly authentic, but unfortunately... the person who performed this technique is not human."

"What? Not human?" Upon hearing this, all the sect leaders present were shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.

Especially Mao Xiaofang, whose eyes, which were originally calm as water, suddenly flashed with a dazzling golden light, and then he stared intently in that direction like a hawk.

But no matter how hard he tried to observe, he ultimately found nothing.

"I can't see any clues." Mao Xiaofang shook his head helplessly, his tone tinged with frustration.

Seeing this, the other sect leaders also followed Mao Xiaofang's lead and looked in that direction, but the result was equally disappointing.

Even masters like the Golden Cymbal Dharma King and the Golden Bell Dharma King were completely bewildered, unable to discern the hidden secrets within.

"Alliance Leader Qianhe, what exactly did you discover? Could you tell us?" Finally, someone couldn't contain their curiosity and asked.

Qianhe remained calm and composed, slowly uttering a single word: "Demon."

"What? A demon?"

Upon hearing this, the sect leaders were immediately in an uproar, and everyone's face showed astonishment.

Who would have thought that the usually revered Golden Bell Dharma King and Golden Cymbal Dharma King were actually demons in disguise!

That would be a big problem!

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They are both leaders of Buddhism!

If the two leaders were demons, wouldn't the others be a joke?

The higher-ups are actually demons!

"If it's a demon, don't these bald monks know that?" someone asked in surprise.

Mao Xiaofang clenched his fist, his eyes filled with determination: "No matter what kind of demon it is, exorcising demons is our duty."

He never expected that these two Buddhist leaders were demons!

"Since they are demons, it's only natural that we eliminate these bald monks!"

"Excellent! Destroy the bald monk, and let the world be filled only with the voice of our Daoist sect!"

Everyone in the Taoist sect had their eyes light up!

Especially the leaders of the basketball gate and the Kunquan sect.

They were both very excited!

For the bald monks, their basketball and Kunquan (a type of martial arts) are already incredibly thirsty.

Thinking of this, the two sect leaders stepped forward and cupped their hands in greeting: "Alliance Leader Qianhe, we also want to fight these bald monks!"

"Alright! You all bring your men and attack together."

"Yes, Alliance Leader!"

As they mobilized their followers, the atmosphere in the arena became even more intense.

It was as if a colossal earthquake had struck the capital. The shouts of battle were deafening, reaching the heavens. The aura of corpses, Buddhist teachings, and righteousness permeated the air like surging waves, intertwining and becoming indistinguishable!

At the same time, the arms of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King seemed to be imbued with the Buddha's Dharma, becoming as firm as a rock and as hard as steel, as if they were cast from steel.

In the blink of an eye, his eyes blazed as he stared intently at Si Mu, and then without hesitation, he threw a punch.

The two men's fists and palms collided in mid-air like two shooting stars, with a loud "bang" that was like a thunderclap, making people's eardrums hurt.

A powerful, suffocating energy shockwave surged and spread outwards like a raging torrent.

The surrounding ground was blasted into huge, bottomless craters by the overwhelming force, and dust rose up like a sandstorm, blotting out the sky, as if the end of the world had arrived.

After each intense exchange, Four Eyes' face grew increasingly ashen, like death.

With each punch, he could clearly feel himself being like a withered leaf in a storm, relentlessly suppressed by the invincible power of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

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