Chapter 133: Feng Shui Compass
With that, waves of energy rippled outward in all directions. The solid ground was scraped away layer by layer, and the tomb shook violently, as though it might collapse at any moment.
The divine aura radiating from Li Yanchu was immense and overwhelming. As he let out a thunderous shout, his saber qi actually split the towering golden mountain in two.
At this time, Master Guanxin’s cold, indifferent face finally showed a flicker of emotion. And the very next moment, the saber qi slashed straight across his body, Li Yanchu was unstoppable!
In an instant, a bronze medallion hanging on Master Guanxin shattered, and a deep gash opened across his chest, where blood gushed forth.
He then stared at Li Yanchu in disbelief. By then, his aloof, godlike arrogance had vanished completely and was replaced by sheer terror.
He had borrowed the power of a great Buddhist figure, amplified further by the secret feng shui formation within the tomb, which elevated his strength to terrifying heights. He did all this specifically for the purpose of countering someone like Master Shenshan.
Yet this opponent had also drawn down divine power. And it was even purer and more immense, and its majesty was unmistakably divine. It was a presence so holy that mortals dared not gaze upon it. Not only had it shattered his Buddhist divine art in one strike, it had even broken the Eight Divine Dragon Talisman, the protective copper talisman he wore.
Even after joining the Bare Body Sect, this once proud disciple of the Buddhist order still carried himself with poise and pride, as he had always believed he was destined to rise among the world's elite. He saw this tomb raid as part of a grander scheme, and himself as a key player in it.
Now, the endgame was near, and victory was almost in hand. He would gain rare opportunities here that would help him contend for Grotto-Heavens and Blissful Lands in the future, which was what he truly cared about. But now, everything had been shattered in a single strike by a nameless young Daoist.
At this time, Master Guanxin panicked, and he wanted to flee. He was destined to reach the summit, so he couldn’t die here!
“Trying to run? I told you that I’ll kill every last one of you today.”
Li Yanchu’s eyes were icy cold, and his voice brimmed with unrestrained killing intent. As soon as the words left his lips, he was already behind Master Guanxin.