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Chapter 564: Killing The Bodhisattva

“Stop hesitating already, old ghost. Let’s go!”

Huo Ruyu shot a glance at Ji Donglei, and both of them charged toward Joy Bodhisattva as well.

Dark red flames burst out of Huo Ruyu’s body as she rose into the air. The silhouette of a vermillion bird could be seen flickering within the flames, and the air turned as hot as a furnace.

Unlike his flamboyant partner, Ji Donglei simply walked toward Joy Bodhisattva. Every time he took a step, his sword would unsheath exactly a-third of a meter, and a layer of cold, yin frost would appear on the floor. Three steps later, his sword fully left its sheath, and the floor was encased in a meter of ice. It felt like he was standing in the middle of the coldest winter.

Above, the vermillion bird scorched the sky, and below, the ice froze the ground.

Huo Ruyu threw a palm strike in Joy Bodhisattva’s direction and caused the vermillion bird to swoop down on her.

Ji Donglei raised his sword and summoned a frost dragon from the ground. The power of autumn and winter resided within it.

Boom!

The next moment, a terrific shockwave shook the entire Blissful Peak. The clouds of fire rolled back toward Huo Ruyu, and the wave of ice exploded into bits. At the center of the twin attacks, Joy Bodhisattva stood tall and proud while surrounded by flying celestials and golden lotuses. She looked completely unharmed.

The cloud she was standing on had been crushed into fine powder, however.

“You just became a Grandmaster several months ago, and you’re already this strong? No wonder you dared to come up with such an outrageous scheme.”

Huo Ruyu and Ji Donglei exchanged a surprised glance with each other. For a newly ascended Grandmaster, Joy Bodhisattva was just as strong as them, people who had become Grandmasters for years. This discovery only increased their determination to kill her, of course.

“Let’s attack her together. And don’t hold back.”

Ji Donglei narrowed his eyes and thrust his sword forward. A spatial tear immediately appeared and shot countless lightning at the Buddhist mirage surrounding Joy Bodhisattva.

“Sword Form: Thundersnow”

A winter thunder rumbled, and it was murderous and devoid of mercy. The flying celestials were annihilated, and the golden lotuses were shattered under the attack. Joy Bodhisattva’s Kingdom of Buddha wobbled unsteadily under the barrage of lightning strikes.

Right after Ji Donglei slashed the Kingdom of Buddha open with Thundersnow, Huo Ruyi grew a pair of fire wings from her back and transformed into light. She appeared in front of Joy Bodhisattva in just the blink of an eye and threw a palm strike at her forehead.

Her palm turned bright red all the way down to the hair after it crossed just three inches of distance. It was like her palm was a mini world in its own right where the pores were volcanoes in the middle of a furious eruption, her palm lines were bottomless abysses overflowing with lava, and her flesh were mountain ranges that entrapped both heaven and earth.

Whoever said that a small object could not hold a world?

When Huo Ruyu’s palm made contact with Joy Bodhisattva’s forehead, the Bodhisattva shuddered, and the cloud beneath her feet abruptly collapsed as if it could not bear the weight of the attack.

The next moment, streams of golden light poured out of Joy Bodhisattva’s nose and mouth and transformed into a Buddha of Joy with three heads, six arms, and two genders embracing each other tightly. All three Buddha heads wore a furious expression as they clenched their six fists and punched Huo Ruyi at the same time.

Shaking violently like she had just been struck by lightning, the fire surrounding Huo Ruyi scattered into nothing, and the fiery wings behind her back were snuffed out like a candle flame. She staggered backward six steps before she managed to catch herself, but her complexion was wan and yellow like that of an ill patient.

That said, Joy Bodhisattva wasn’t looking so hot herself. After spitting out the stream of golden light, her flawless skin slowly lost its luster, and her aura gradually waned like someone who just lost a ton of life force.

Seeing this and knowing that Joy Bodhisattva was hurt, Gold Ingot of the Tower of Cornucopia, Mistress Ruyi of the Shade of Scents, Five Poison Boy, Sunset Swordsman and more charged the woman without hesitation.

Their lives were on the line here. No one dared to hold back.

Three incense sticks appeared in Mistress Ruyi’s hands. One was greenish like a plant and overflowing with life, another was pitch black and overflowing with inauspiciousness, and the last incense stick was fiery red and screamed of danger.

The next moment, the three incense sticks ignited on their own and produced a few puffs of smoke. The smoke of the greenish incense stick flew toward Huo Ruyi and entered her body, restoring her aura and complexion immediately. The smoke of the black incense stick transformed into many snarling or weeping visages and enveloped Joy Bodhisattva, tainting her with the putrid stench of death.

And finally, the smoke of the red incense stick bled bright red blood almost as if it was alive. At the same time, wounds started appearing all over Joy Bodhisattva’s body, and blood poured profusely out of her orifices.

Shade of Scents was famed for their skill in creating incense sticks, and Mistress Ruyi was a famous incense master.

The three incense sticks she was currently using were her greatest creations. The green incense stick’s theme was life, the black incense stick’s theme was death, and the red incense stick’s theme was violence.

Hence, the three incense sticks were named the Incense of Life, the Incense of Death, and the Incense of Violence.

Five Poison Boy was small and short like a boy, but he carried a massive red calabash behind his back. While most of the warriors were charging Joy Bodhisattva, he instead slapped his calabash and caused it to spray all sorts of poisonous or venomous creatures into his surroundings. Among them was none other than the Five Poisons: the centipede, the snake, the spider, the frog, and the lizard.

This was how Five Poison Boy got his moniker.

Of course, Five Poison Boy’s Five Poisons were no ordinary creatures. Each and every creature was a highly toxic Soulstealer-class Stranger. The centipede was a Blue-winged Centipede, the snake was a Black Crown Snake, the spider was a Seven Star Malus Spider, the Frog was a Blood Melting Demonic Frog, and the lizard was a Tailless Ghost Lizard.

He wasn’t just releasing one of each type of creature either. There were hundreds and hundreds of them.

The deadly creatures were either crawling toward Joy Bodhisattva or the Buddhist Hall of Joy disciples who were attempting to rescue their leader. Anyone who touched the deadly creatures either turned bluish black from head to toe, choked as blood filled their eyes and nose, dissolved into a pool of corrosive acid or lost their limbs due to a rapid decay spell. Without exception, all of them died in just a matter of seconds.

Wei Cahnghe, the Sunset Swordsman was wielding a blade that looked neither like a sword nor a saber. He raised it high over his head before bringing it down in one powerful stroke.

Sword qi roared like a river, and an orange, waning sun slowly descended from the sky. For a moment, the reddish rays of evening transformed the place into a beautiful painting.

There were few things more beautiful than a sun slowly falling into a river of swords.

Wei Changhe’s sword was named Sunset River, and his sword art was called the Sunset River Sword Art.

Out of everyone who was attacking Joy Bodhisattva, Gold Ingot of the Tower of Cornucopia was the weakest in terms of cultivation. To be specific, he was only a late-stage Spirit Master. However, he was jokingly called the God of Wealth of Bei You because of one and only one reason: he was very, very, very rich.

Money makes the world go round. Money could also buy all sorts of things that people couldn’t even dream of. For starters, Gold Ingot owned two Half-Step Grandmaster stage corpse puppets.

Gold Ingot had hired the Corpse King Sect to create these two corpse puppets for him, and the cost was astronomical to put it mildly. However, the power was worth it. Although the corpse puppets were unable to retain their former strength—they were Grandmasters before they perished, and the puppets fashioned from their corpses were only Half-Step Grandmasters—they were still much stronger than your conventional Half-Step Grandmaster.

Besides that, a corpse puppet was immune to normal sensations such as pain and feared nothing at all. When the two corpse puppets work together in tandem, then even a true Grandmaster would have to stay out of their way.

Besides the two corpse puppets, Gold Ingot was covered from head to toe in Strange Artifacts. They were no ordinary Strange Artifacts either.

The robe he was wearing was a Phenomenon-class Strange Artifact called the Primal Origin Demon Suppressing Robe. It could summon a shadow of the Primal Origin Demon Suppressing Heavenly Sovereign and protect him from all dangers for an incense stick. Not even a Grandmaster could hurt him during this time.

His shoes were a Soulstealer-class Strange Artifact called the Meteoric Rise Shoes. In times of danger, he could grow clouds underneath his foot and rise into the sky.

His hairpin was also a Phenomenon-class Strange Artifact called the Twelve Forms of Heavenly Astral. It allowed him to transform into twelve different objects such as plants, rocks, birds, animals, male, female, young or old people.

Besides that, he hid a dozen or so Life Substitution Talismans, Protection Seals and other life-saving items in his sleeves.

Gold Ingot’s cultivation level might be poor, but he was easily one of the most powerful combatants in this room.

After all, there was nothing in the world that could not be done given enough money.