Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter 61 Terrifying Power

After joining forces with Fayuan, the first group they encountered was actually six monks from the Vajra Temple who had joined forces.

Now, with Fayuan being the stronger of this temporary duo, Lin Haoming naturally wanted to see what he would do.

However, to Lin Haoming's surprise, Fayuan, without saying a word, directly performed a ritual to release the monks as well.

Lin Haoming naturally stepped in to help.

Unlike when he was with Wu Hongfei, where he deliberately played a minor role, he had fought Fayuan before and knew some of each other's strengths. Lin Haoming unleashed his Five Elements Sword, and although his cultivation was slightly lower, his strength was not to be underestimated; he even killed one of the six monks.

When Lin Haoming killed the monks, he had secretly stored the items away since Wang Chen hadn't taken them when he fled without setting the array. Now, he had quietly deployed the array, ensuring that without a top-grade escape talisman, the six monks wouldn't be able to leave.

Thus, under Lin Haoming's overwhelming power, the six unfortunate monks all met their demise in less than a quarter of an hour.

Lin Haoming immediately took out his storage bag. The young monk, completely unconcerned about these items, began chanting a soothing incantation over the six corpses.

Not long after, the same thing happened again: some specks of light wandering around Lin Haoming were absorbed by him once more, forming a third small merit.

Seeing Lin Haoming absorb another bit of merit, Fa Yuan, curious, said after burning the corpse, "Benefactor Lin, your innate ability to absorb merit is truly interesting. Why don't you try absorbing as much merit when I perform a ritual for someone else next time?"

Lin Haoming, eager to absorb all the merit, readily agreed. However, he didn't expect to find anyone else for the next two hours.

But luck eventually came. After wandering aimlessly for over two hours, they suddenly heard the sounds of fighting in the distance. Judging from the sounds, there were clearly more than one or two people, so the two immediately ran over.

Having seen a dozen or so disciples from Tianjian Mountain before, Lin Haoming already thought it was a lot, but upon arriving here, he realized that compared to this place, it was like a small fry compared to a big fish.

In this stone cave, only about a hundred feet wide, Hu Xiangzhen, who had previously fled, had actually gathered more than twenty Tianjian Mountain disciples again.

In addition, nine monks from the Vajra Temple and nine disciples from the Blood Refining Sect joined forces to fight them.

It was a rare sight to see monks from the Vajra Temple and disciples from the Demonic Sect working together. They relied on each other to fight off the fierce attack from the Heavenly Sword Mountain disciples led by Hu Xiangzhen.

Fayuan and Lin Haoming hid at the entrance to the cave, watching the battle rage on both sides.

Just as they hid, Hu Xiangzhen, who seemed to be giving orders with ease, suddenly glanced in their direction and shouted, "Trying to reap the benefits without lifting a finger? Too naive!"

With that, she patted her storage bag, and the hammer she had used earlier reappeared, which she hurled at them.

Lin Haoming smiled wryly, realizing he had been discovered again.

However, he wasn't too worried. At that moment, Fayuan jumped out, flicked his prayer beads, and sent the hammer flying.

Hu Xiangzhen's expression changed instantly when he saw that it was Fayuan.

Her expression changed drastically, and at that moment, someone among the demonic sect disciples shouted, "Junior Brother Lin!"

The speaker was none other than Wang Chen.

He didn't know when he had somehow ended up with the other demonic sect disciples, and how he had encountered them so quickly.

Wang Chen knew how powerful the little monk was, and seeing Lin Haoming with him, he had a plan in mind and immediately came over.

"Junior Brother Lin, you won't blame me for leaving earlier, will you?" Wang Chen felt somewhat awkward facing Lin Haoming.

In that situation, if he could have escaped, he naturally would have, so he didn't hold any resentment towards Wang Chen. After all, staying in the face of Fa Yuan would have been suicide. He smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wang, that matter is none of your concern, but if you encounter Wu Hongfei, I hope Senior Brother Wang can help?"

"Of course!" Hearing Lin Haoming's words, Wang Chen felt relieved.

Ignoring Wang Chen's matter, Fa Yuan smiled at Hu Xiangzhen and said, "Zhenzhen, we really are destined to meet! This humble monk said I would perform a ritual for you, and here we are again!"

"You were lucky last time, but you won't be so lucky this time!"

A venomous glint flashed in Hu Xiangzhen's eyes. Without a word, she patted her storage pouch, and a talisman appeared in her hand. She then began chanting.

Instantly, the talisman in her hand shone with golden light, transforming into a giant sword over ten zhang long, its entire body gleaming with dazzling golden light.

Not satisfied with such a talisman, Hu Xiangzhen then slapped her chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. The blood splashed onto the golden sword, causing it to more than double in size.

"Not good!" someone cried out first.

Immediately, disciples of the demonic sects, Buddhist monks, and even disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain themselves, terrified, fled in all directions, abandoning their fight.

But their realization came too late.

The giant sword flashed and slashed down, unleashing not only the sword itself but also countless tiny sword energies that scattered in all directions with terrifying power.

Lin Haoming and Wang Chen, who were at the cave entrance, immediately retreated upon seeing this attack. As they retreated, they both applied defensive talismans and summoned their shields.

Even so, the two, already back inside the passage, felt the incredibly terrifying sword energy from the single strike. Wang Chen's shield shattered, and his Vajra Talisman dimmed considerably, on the verge of collapse.

As for Lin Haoming himself, his silver steel shield bore countless sword marks. Although still usable, it had dropped a grade, from a high-grade magic weapon to a mid-grade one. Seeing that the two people hiding in the cave had only suffered a portion of the power's aftershocks, yet still sustained such severe damage, Lin Haoming realized the talisman's power was immense—definitely a talisman split into three parts, and it seemed to have unleashed its full power at once. It was far beyond anything his own mountain-splitting axe could match. And since the sword strike was primarily aimed at the little monk, wasn't the little monk doomed?

Thinking this, Lin Haoming immediately returned to the cave entrance to check the situation.

Peering inside, Lin Haoming saw that the little monk had once again transformed into his demonic form. However, this time, he lacked the terrifying aura he had displayed before. His entire body was covered in blades, densely packed and crisscrossing, leaving almost no patch of clean skin. But this wasn't the worst of it; the worst part was that the flesh around the little monk's heart was completely mangled, and blood was flowing everywhere.

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