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The obsidian sphere conjured by the totem of the Naxiu Leibu, in a dramatic flash, exploded along with Ao Kui's sharp malice.

Before it exploded, a clean hand suddenly reached out.

This hand belongs to a cute little bald guy.

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Jingli the monk grabbed the black orb with his hand!

At this moment, the black glow flared intensely. However, as the viscous blackness surged towards Master Jingli's hand, it was unable to cling and simply slumped down, like raindrops rolling off an oiled cloth.

At this time, golden talismans appeared out of thin air, crashing down onto the spheres one by one. They subdued the intensity, turning roars into silence, and smashing back the maliciousness, the swelling of the exploding orbs—

The orb returned to its purple hue, forcing out a single drop of ink-black from the palm of his hand.

The purple orb was tamed once more at Jiang Wang's command. The Xioulèi clan shaman cursed with venomous spite, but their voice was not allowed to be heard.

For now, Ruili Buddha Son wants to speak.

The majestic Mount Shengou has become history, and the brilliant Fire Realm flies like a bullet.

A group of people flew back to the Qihuo Department at top speed, looking extremely anxious.

With a ritual black ink resting in his palm, he had clean and handsome features, with clear and steadfast eyes: "My master said that if someone says something I don't like to hear, then I can beat them."

Mo Di let out an 'oh' and asked, "Who is your master"

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Jingli was very proud: “My master is the future Buddha of Pure Land, the next abbot of Xuankong Temple, and the current spiritual pillar of Sanbao Mountain!”

"I don't know. What a mess." Ao Kui's voice said.

"What did I say that you didn't like to hear"

Jing Li glared, his face contorted with genuine anger: "First it was my junior brother who wouldn't listen, now it's me."

"I care most for the monks." Facing such unimpressive anger, Ao Kui of course had no fear, even teasingly: "What do you want to do, little monk"

As he spoke, Jingli's palm had already pulled back.

A drop of ink suspended in the palm, drawn into a long, flowing line.

His palm swept in an inverted arc, and the ink line followed suit.

Bai Yu Xi discovered that her vision was distorted.

The hand with its arc drawn in reverse, at arm's length, seemed endless. The motion went on and on, forever incomplete, always retreating.

But the ink line pulled out became longer and longer, constantly winding and turning.

Ink dances in the air!

The large rings surround the small ones, constantly expanding outwards. The ink lines are like wind lines, one circle upon another, forming a vortex on top of the Buddha's hand.

Jing Li's voice sounded at this time: "Respond to non-destruction, become a robbery and go to emptiness. Indigo leaves fly flowers, extinction withering fruit!"

He needn't tell Ao Kui how he felt, when they met, Ao Kui would naturally know.

He pushed upwards with his palm, and his body also soared higher.

The ink line, transformed into a swirling vortex, shot up with a roar, becoming a roaring dragon of ink!

This dragon is crafted with ink lines interwoven in a hollow, dragon-shaped design, like an ink painting coming to life in three dimensions. With its dragon head as a base, it supports the ritual garment boots, and the golden-hued figure gazes down upon mountains and rivers, soaring through the high heavens.

It was only then that Bai Yu Xia reacted.

That wasn't ink at all, it wasn't the power Ao Kui had bestowed upon the spirit of the Xiaolei department totem.

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...but the lines of cause and effect!

This is the karmic retribution that Ao Kui has incurred by adding his spirit to this totem!

Jùchéng-born xi mì, having tried several methods, pursued Ao Quí from various angles including blood qi, real name, and yuanli. However, Ao Quí, with the vision of a peak True King, severed all connections beforehand.

The world-renowned Jiang Wang, upon arriving in the Floating Land realm, immediately activated his Contemplation Technique, seeking a connection with divine souls.

He and Lian Yuchun, Lin Xian, all tried it. Even King Qing cooperated, with people from various departments of the Imperial Court searching the entire land for it.

But up to this point, all efforts have been in vain.

Up to this moment, Jing Li had stopped the destruction of the Xiao Leibu Totem Spirit. By tracing the cause from its effects, and seeking the cause from the effect, he finally grasped the direction of Ao Kui for the first time!

Although it may not be as powerful as the legendary causal supernatural powers at their peak, it already has a hint of the style of "grasping cause and effect as a line"!

This is the Glass Buddha Son, isn't it

With hands clasped in a gesture of respect, he stands with his feet planted on the dragon's head, his gaze clear and distant. His robe billows wildly in the wind.

The ink-lined dragon swayed its body, carrying all three of Jiang Wang onto its ridge. Then, it suddenly veered eastward, flying at a terrifying speed!

Jiang Wang stood not far behind Jing Li, his hand resting on the blade of his sword as he faced the wind. His entire being seemed to shrink inward, standing like a solitary pine tree.

The fate of the Dragon Ridge lay in his hands. He remained silent, only the ever-shifting glow within his fingers betraying his restless energy. Five colorful lights flickered between them as he meticulously tended to his puppets: repairing what could be fixed, priming those that required preheating.

Ao Kui's location has been found, everyone is preparing for battle.

White Jade Imperfection... No need to prepare.

Although he is also a prodigy of the Yellow River, given his current cultivation level, fighting Ao Kui is not something he needs to do.

"Or should I go back to the Qinghuo Department to see Lian Yuchuan" he asked.

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"No need, she's safe for now." Jiang Wang said lightly. "Just follow me."

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With Bai Yu's intelligence, of course, she knew instantly that Jiang Wang had already made preparations. At the same time, she understood that these preparations couldn't be spoken about beforehand.

Everything Jiang Wang could say had already been said, he wouldn't hide anything from the Great Steward of Bai Yu Jing, the soul strategist of Xianren Ju.

The floating world is not their world, and all communication cannot be guaranteed safe—this itself is a kind of hint.

Although they came to this world together and walked the same path, at the most critical juncture, it might still test their tacit understanding.

The schemes devised by Mohist agents have gathered an abundance of intelligence, reaching a consensus with the patron in certain aspects. Does Jingli also possess this awareness and tacit understanding

Bai Yu Xia turned and asked, “What sutra did the little monk just recite”

Jing Li, while clutching at that slim thread of karmic retribution, said, "I don't know either. I was cultivating and cultivating, and suddenly one day, I received some scriptures. My master said it was 'Fa Yun Hun Cheng, Tian Sheng De Dao.' I don't quite understand. How is it Tian Sheng De Dao Wasn't it something I realized on my own"

Even the cold fate couldn't be colder: "The master that Little Saint Monk spoke of, is he the Abbot of this temple, the compassionate Master"

Jing Li had never really liked this Master of Mechanisms, but he never mocked his younger brother's stage. When his younger brother said they were collaborating, he simply replied, "Yes."

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Jiang Wang seemed thoughtful: "What did your master say"

“Master said don’t all recite it out loud, lest those thieves with bald heads steal the learning,”

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When the words "this thief is bald" reached his ears, Jiang Wang thought of his Guān Zìzhì r, and the Jiàng Wàidào Jīngāo Léiyīn tucked between the secret scrolls. He couldn't help but feel a little awkward. Why wouldn't bitterness cause awkwardness

"...I mean, how did he rate your book"

Even with a great enemy present and busy grasping at cause and effect, Jing Li's face still couldn't hide his pride: "My master said that this sutra is among the top in all the Buddha's works in the world, second only to the one he created, the Sutra of Wisdom on Suffering. Looking back on Buddhist history, from ancient times to now, my talent is second only to his!"

He glanced at Jiang Wang amidst his busy schedule and comforted him warmly: "Junior Brother, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me."

All the pride a person can muster in their lifetime is blown away before a pure offering.

Only Jingeli would believe in him unconditionally, without reservation or compromise.

"I've never heard of this scripture. Did he teach it to you"

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What kind of state would allow someone to dare to write their own name into the title of a scripture

While Kuji certainly isn't the first in terms of Buddhist talent, he was definitely the first to dare compose sutras at the level of a real person.

Jìng Lǐ shook his head: "Master said the scriptures are not to be passed on lightly. I am far too young now to bear his wisdom. I will wait until one day I catch up to him, then I will be worthy of receiving them."

Passing down the Dharma and scriptures, there has always been a requirement of talent, comprehension, physical constitution, and temperament... This is the first time I've heard of an age requirement.

This naive child, Jingli, probably hasn't realized that his age will never catch up to the age of suffering.

That's a lie!

Jiang Wang almost believed it.

It's just that something doesn't feel right. If such a scripture really existed, wouldn't its followers have shown it off long ago

The problem is if he ever dared to say in front of him that the Heart Sutra is the first scripture of Buddhism, he would definitely take it out and compare it word by word with all the major Buddhist scriptures.

He thoroughly believed in the words of Jing Li.

Bai Yu Xia didn't quite understand the bitterness, or rather, he didn't know it at all. He couldn't even find any information about the Hanging Sky Temple... He only knew that someone who could teach Jingli and had a deep connection with his master must definitely be an esteemed elder.

With a reverent expression, he said: “Master Abbot, what is the name of this sutra you have written”

"I haven't fully grasped it yet, and I haven't given it a name." Jingli didn't turn back, but his tone was very serious as he said to Jiang Wang: "Junior Brother, you are well-read and knowledgeable. Can you help me think of a name"

Feeling this heavy sense of trust, Jiang Wang earnestly said, "I will definitely do my best to help you."

Bai Yu Xia hesitated to speak.

A line of people were on their way to the Celebration Fire Clan, making a sharp turn on their journey. The Ink Line Dragon swerved eastward from its path.

The move to fly straight to the Qinghu Department was a feint, a way to mislead the enemy.

In this cage match, how could they be led around by Ao Kui's nose

The more Ao Kui wants them to go somewhere, the less they can go there. The less Ao Kui wants them to go somewhere, the more they should go there!

Just now, everyone was using their own methods to track Ao Kui's whereabouts. If they couldn't capture him, their target was still Ya Gan Tian Pit.

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Of course, Jingli was pleasantly surprised to have pinpointed Ao Kui's location. Then, pursuing Ao Kui is the most important thing right now.

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When things are abnormal, there must be a demon.

Myriad Forms Annihilation is the power of the Heavenly Dao Realm. It can be used as a trump card in this battle. Its very presence alone is an extravagant display.

Jiang Wang, Jingli, and Ximeng, the three of them teaming up, would they be killed by Dongzhen's single strike

...or lost complete control, unable to concentrate his power into a single blow.

Being able to make Jingli spit out blood is already an incredibly powerful feat for Ao Kui. After all, having been near the Star Monarch and with Dongzhen's highest level of insight, one could only mobilize such external force to this extent.

Jiang Wang believed that even Ao Kui, to gather such means, wouldn't find it easy!

He is a quick learner. From Chongxuan Zun, who had once defeated him, he learned how to cut away the extraneous clutter and get straight to the heart of the matter.

No matter how Ao Kui acted playfully, nonchalantly, or even maliciously, he couldn't hide his eagerness.

The use of Wan Xiang Shen Yin just now was a complete waste, Ao Kui would certainly not truly believe that a single Tianjie Dao skill could help him win the victory, so there must be a reason why he had to use it.

Although that reason has been lost with the destruction of Mount Sainthunt.

But perhaps there are still answers to be found at Ao Kui's place.

Having obtained a more complete and clear version of the map of the Floating Land from the Wangquan tribe long ago, Jiang Wang already had it memorized. Bai Yu Xia and Xi Ming, of course, were also familiar with it. Therefore, as they gradually became clear about the direction of the ink line dragon, they quickly determined Ao Kui's location.

"The Jade Fire Department" Bai Yu's sword-like brows shot up.

Why is Ao Kui in the Department of Fiery Calamity

Why the Fierce Fire Department in particular

Ji Huoyu Ling, who had a brief romantic relationship with Jiang Wu Xie, and Ji Huoyu Xiu, whom Ji Huoyu Ling specially sent to seek protection, could they both be in trouble

Ao Kui's emphasis on Lian Yuchan's impending danger, could it really come from Jihuo Yuxiu

In a flash, the territory of the Jihua tribe had arrived.

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Standing high above, overlooking the earth, mountains resemble clay balls, and rivers appear like thin lines. Lush green or desolate wastelands, both are common sights.

But what is seen now, is a sea of blood!

That was blood so bloody even the eyes of the red-eyed Qiang Yang could not see through it!

Once the pride of the Fire Department, now corpses litter the ground, a sea of blood staining the earth. It resembles a crimson tapestry of cruelty, though uneven in places due to various buildings, yet unified in its macabre hue.

On this "carpet," the bodies of the Jihuo tribe were also deliberately arranged, forming a gigantic, simplified skull. Each body was naked, lying face up, eyes wide open... with a lamp at their navel!

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This is obviously a pattern from some ancient and cruel formation.

Prior to this, no information had been disseminated. It was clear that Ao Kui had sealed off the transmission of information before commencing the slaughter and setting up the ambush. If one were to wait for the carnage here to be naturally discovered, Ao Kui would have long since completed his plan and departed. Even now, he is decimating this tribe of a million souls, leaving their lives withered and their spirits scattered like a sea.

Jing Li's hands, clasped in prayer, sprang apart with a jolt. His face was etched with compassion, and tears streamed directly from his eyes!

The Buddha's light emanating from him left several people suspended in mid-air.

The ink-line dragon beneath their feet suddenly exploded, shattering into millions of ink lines! These weren't just the causal dragons they had followed here, but the wandering cries of pain across this land.

Countless ink lines darted through the high sky, diving towards the earth in various poses. The scarlet territory of the Swiftfire tribe was briefly transformed into a black bird's nest. All these threads of cause and effect converged at one point, clearly indicating the location of Ao Kui.

The "result" that Jingli captured about Ao Kui, now comes to seek out Ao Kui, the "cause"!

"The Jihuo Clan was wiped out" Bai Yu's voice was grave.

“No, there are still remnants.” Jiang Wang said, his gaze falling on the eastern region of the Jihuo tribe’s territory. There stood a tall and majestic building, which should be the Fire Temple of the Jihuo tribe. It was emitting astonishing flames, resisting the blood-colored light that enveloped it.

As for Jiang Wang's perception, at least two Totem Spirits were desperately resisting within the Fire Temple.

Of course, even with the power of two totem spirits and the Fire Altar, coupled with the elite warriors defending the Fire Altar, it would likely be insufficient to withstand Ao Kui's massacre.

In that fire temple, Jiang Wang still felt an ancient power.

Since it is manifested, it is very clear.

The full potential of Qian Yang's crimson eyes was unleashed, amplified by the Eye Immortal's blessing. Finally, under the blazing flames, Jiang Wang saw...

A clay tablet book!

Book of Creation!

The Blazing Inferno Division actually relied on the power of the Book of Creation to preserve the last ember and briefly safeguard the Fire Shrine.

Jiang Wang, of course, knew that King Qing wasn't entirely honest. But he had observed up close the Creation Books collected by the Qinghuo tribe, and hadn't detected any powerful energy within them.

It is evident that the Book of Creation has its own unique way of being used.

But his understanding of this world was far from complete.

At this moment, thousands of ink lines fell to the ground, converging almost entirely at one point. It was clear they had all locked onto Ao Kui's position – not in the Fire Shrine, but within the Palace of the Fiery Department.

In its long history, the Blaze Clan also held imperial power. Although not as long-lasting as the Xuanfeng Clan's unparalleled two hundred years of rule, it did have a period of kingship.

Though the hall is now in ruins, its grandeur still remains. It is still eerily quiet, with bloodlight dancing within, giving off a dangerous air. One can't help but wonder what traps or secrets lie hidden within.

Thousands of ink lines came down, wanting to force Ao Kui out of his nest.

Before these ink lines could find their target, the enormous formation had already shifted. Visible blood light diffused and rose, forming rivers of fresh blood in the air, which then transformed into a blood dragon.

The Blood Dragon opened its huge maw and swallowed the ink lines in one gulp.

But at the same time, above the gaping maw of the Blood Dragon, a dazzling sword light that pierced the heavens exploded!

Jiang Wang crossed Jing Li's position, taking the lead and slashing down with his sword.

Countless white sword silks intertwined, in the earth-shattering shriek, blending into a mountain of sword qi!

As if Mount Bu Zhou, supporting the celestial tower.

Like a god pulling up heaven's pillar, crushing the evil dragon!

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