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Chapter 114: Daring to Counterattack Against Me · Oct 06, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: It Has to Be You, Senior Brother Zhao 2026-10-06
102 Chapter 102: Swapping the Pillars 2026-10-06
103 Chapter 103: First Hearing of the Dao-Seizing Battle 2026-10-06
104 Chapter 104: Third Visit to the Witch Ghost Secret Realm 2026-10-06
105 Chapter 105: Make the Witch Ghost Path Great Again! 2026-10-06
106 Chapter 106: Entering the Banner 2026-10-06
107 Chapter 107: Advancement to True Disciple 2026-10-06
108 Chapter 108: The True Disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect 2026-10-06
109 Chapter 109: Seizing the Stars with One Hand! 2026-10-06
110 Chapter 110: The Saint Sect That Draws Hatred 2026-10-06
111 Chapter 111: I Am Going to Start a Bloody Slaughter 2026-10-06
112 Chapter 112: Newbie Village Fish Blasting 2026-10-06
113 Chapter 113: Talent and Effort 2026-10-06
114 Chapter 114: Daring to Counterattack Against Me 2026-10-06
115 Chapter 115: The Terror of the Myriad Spirits Banner 2026-10-06
116 Chapter 116: Captive 2026-10-06
117 Chapter 117: The Primordial Saint Sect Truly Produces Talents 2026-10-06
118 Chapter 118: Follow Me and Kill Our Way Back 2026-10-06
119 Chapter 119: The Fierce True Inheritors 2026-10-06
120 Chapter 120: Fellow Daoist, Why Resist? 2026-10-06
121 Chapter 121: One Palm! 2026-10-06
122 Chapter 122: Qi-Consuming Insect 2026-10-06
123 Chapter 123: Struggling Dao Court’s Last Stand 2026-10-06
124 Chapter 124: Displaying Their Own Abilities 2026-10-06
125 Chapter 125: Seeking the Opportunity 2026-10-06
126 Chapter 126: Calamity Fire Erupts, All Things Annihilated! 2026-10-06
127 Chapter 127: Commanding Myriad Chariots, Ascending in Radiance! 2026-10-06
128 Chapter 128: Another Person in the Foundation Establishment Realm! 2026-10-06
129 Chapter 129: Is There Still Fate? 2026-10-06
130 Chapter 130: Changes in the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes 2026-10-06
131 Chapter 131: Opening a Mountain and Establishing a Residence, Dao Title Yuan Tu! 2026-10-06
132 Chapter 132: Foundation Establishment Cultivation, Innate Divine Ability 2026-10-06
133 Chapter 133: Breeding the Qi-Devouring Insect 2026-10-06
134 Chapter 134: The Heaven-Inspecting Instrument 2026-10-06
135 Chapter 135: Destruction of the Divine Martial Sect! 2026-10-06
136 Chapter 136: Su Nu Can Endure Hardship, Let Her Endure More 2026-10-06
137 Chapter 137: Laying a Trap to Plot Against Fulong 2026-10-06
138 Chapter 138: A Sweep of the Sleeve Clears the Jade Vault 2026-10-06
139 Chapter 139: First Test of the Natal Power, Showing Might! 2026-10-06
140 Chapter 140: Imperial Carriage and Dragon Chariot 2026-10-06
141 Chapter 141: The Struggle in Jiangdong, the Bloodline of Zouyu 2026-10-06
142 Chapter 142: Guang Ming 2026-10-06
143 Chapter 143: Senior Brother Zhao, This Will Be the Last Time 2026-10-06
144 Chapter 144: Fulongʼs Invitation, Mending Heaven Joins the Game 2026-10-06
145 Chapter 145: “I’ll Blow Them Both Up Equally!” 2026-10-06
146 Chapter 146: Where is Lü Yang? 2026-10-06
147 Chapter 147: In the Future, He Will Surely Be a Pillar of the Primordial Saint Sect! 2026-10-06
148 Chapter 148: On Protracted Warfare 2026-10-06
149 Chapter 149: Sitting in Meditation 2026-10-06
150 Chapter 150: Beast, You’re Playing Me!? 2026-10-06

Chapter 114: Daring to Counterattack Against Me

After sending off his talent and effort to research how to upgrade the 【Yama Palace】, Lu Yang glanced at the battlefield again, still feeling a bit unsatisfied.

“What a pity, it will be impossible to achieve such results again in a short time.”

After all, one had escaped.

After that person returned, they would definitely report the situation, and in that case, the Buddhist cultivators probably wouldn’t recklessly gather again to deal with him.

“Disciple Tianhe greets the True Person!”

Just as Lu Yang put away the Myriad Spirits Banner, he saw Qin Tianhe hurriedly trotting over, just like before, bowing respectfully without saying a word.

Seeing this, Lu Yang could only let out a helpless smile.

Unlike the last time at the Balanced Sea, he was not truly a Foundation Establishment True Person.

If he tacitly admitted it like this and was later exposed, it would actually be very troublesome.

Thus, he decisively said, “Senior Brother, you misunderstand.”

“I am Lu Yang, a newly promoted true disciple, not a Foundation Establishment True Person.”

“Lu Yang?”

Hearing this, Qin Tianhe was stunned for a moment.

He had just talked about this name with his friend Xu Xin not long ago.

Wasn’t that a newcomer who had just become a true disciple?

At this moment, the clever mind of a Saint Sect disciple started spinning wildly.

First, he ruled out the possibility that Lu Yang wasn’t a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

After all, with such strength, killing Qi Refining cultivators was like cutting grass.

Who would believe that he wasn’t Foundation Establishment?

I understand now!

What new true disciple?

Clearly, this was a Foundation Establishment True Person who had deliberately hidden and disguised his identity for this Dao Seizing Battle!

The person before him must be the reincarnation of one of the Saint Sect’s True Persons.

Deliberately switching identities to bully the weak in this Dao Seizing Battle, ensuring the Saint Sect stood out.

Sinister, truly sinister!

As expected of a True Person of the Saint Sect!

Seeing Qin Tianhe’s constantly changing expression, Lu Yang found it a bit strange.

“What are you thinking about?”

As soon as he spoke, Qin Tianhe shivered and quickly shook his head.

“No! Nothing at all! True Person, you are wise and mighty, this disciple admires you greatly!”

Lu Yang waved his hand again.

“I already said, I’m not a True Person.”

Qin Tianhe quickly nodded.

“Yes, yes, not a True Person.”

“Our Saint Sect definitely didn’t send a True Person in. Please rest assured, I fully understand now!”

Beast, what the hell do you understand?

Lu Yang shook his head and was about to speak again when suddenly his expression tightened.

His divine sense sensed something, and he raised his head to look into the distant sky.

“Boom rumble!”

A great sound spread like ten thousand war drums beating together, like angry thunder rolling through the sky.

It felt like something had exceeded a certain boundary and was rapidly approaching.

Then, at the edge of the sky, a golden light slowly rose.

The golden light crossed the land, covering thousands of miles in what seemed like a single leap, instantly illuminating Lu Yang’s face.

In the blink of an eye, it split apart, revealing layer upon layer of light and shadow.

Immediately after, from within the light and shadow, appeared a host of solemn Buddhist cultivators.

Some held meditation staffs, some wore kasayas, some had strings of prayer beads around their necks, and some held golden alms bowls.

All of them displayed unusual appearances: some had three heads and six arms, some had Dharma Eyes on their foreheads, all floating in the sky in formation.

In the next second, the over a hundred Buddhist cultivators all spoke in unison:

“Amitabha!”

Four characters, each like a thunderclap exploding in the air, the rolling thunderous sound roaring and crashing like tidal waves toward the two of them.

“Ugh!”

Qin Tianhe’s face turned slightly pale.

The Buddhist Thunder Chant Technique grew stronger with more people.

So many Buddhist cultivators chanting together was enough to affect him significantly.

However, at that moment, Lu Yang suddenly took a step forward.

With his divine sense transformed by the Thought-Severing Heaven-Seeing Silkworm Secret Art, he was completely unafraid of the roaring thunderous Buddhist chant.

He took a step forward, swept his divine sense, and all the Buddhist sounds within three feet of his body instantly dissipated, as if they had never existed.

In an instant, Lu Yang faced hundreds alone, yet remained completely at ease.

Instead, seeing Lu Yang standing there, the leading Buddhist cultivator Guang Hui began to frown.

Wasn’t it said that there were dozens or hundreds of people?

“Guang Ming?”

Guang Hui turned around and saw Guang Ming looking extremely awkward, not stepping forward at all, but instead trying to shrink back.

His eyes shifted, and he immediately understood.

Another case of false military intelligence?

“Useless trash!”

Guang Hui cursed softly under his breath, then looked back at Lu Yang again.

Although Guang Ming had caused them to mobilize such a large force unnecessarily, it was a fortunate mistake.

If the other side had really defeated Guang Ming and his subordinates alone, bringing only a few dozen people might indeed not have been enough.

But now, with all one hundred and eight Buddhist cultivators of the 【Fulong Temple】 gathered, victory should be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Guang Hui suddenly smiled.

“Fellow practitioner, how about we make a deal?”

“..A deal?”

“That’s right.”

Guang Hui pointed at Qin Tianhe and continued.

“As long as you hand over that demon behind you, you may leave freely.”

—Of course, this was nonsense.

In Guang Hui’s view, although Qin Tianhe was far inferior to Lu Yang, he still had status.

If the two joined forces, there might still be a sliver of hope.

However, among demon cultivators, there had never been true unity.

Facing pressure, it was very likely they would sell each other out.

Similar things had happened before.

So Guang Hui wanted to test Lu Yang with this tactic.

If he could divide them, so much the better.

However, after Lu Yang heard this, he only sneered.

To be honest, if he really faced a desperate situation where selling a teammate could let him survive, he wouldn’t mind doing it.

Better the other dies than him, after all.

But only if it was truly desperate.

“You are still far from enough.”

Lu Yang shook his head, waved his sleeve, and smiled.

“Since you’ve all come, you won’t be leaving today.”

“I just so happen to need talents like you.”

Hearing this, Guang Hui frowned slightly.

“Fellow practitioner, you are alone. Must you fight this hopeless battle?”

“Who is truly the trapped beast, that remains to be seen.”

As soon as Lu Yang finished speaking, Guang Hui’s pupils shrank suddenly.

He instinctively looked around.

He saw that the previously clear sky had unknowingly filled with black mist.

Clang clang——!

The black mist churned, the sound of armor clashing echoed endlessly.

Soon, heavily armored ghost soldiers and generals emerged one after another, staring at the Buddhist cultivators.

Some even saw the figures of the Buddhist cultivators who had died earlier.

“Junior Brother Yuan Jue?”

“And Junior Brother Yuan Hao is here too!”

“What is that!?”

Boom rumble!

The sound of an earthquake spread out.

It was the deafening roar of tens of thousands of witch ghosts marching in unison, enveloping the heavens and earth!

Although the 【Fulong Temple】 that Guang Hui brought this time was already elite, with one hundred and eight Buddhist cultivators, the weakest among them being mid-stage Qi Refining,

they were now surrounded by tens of thousands of witch ghosts!

From early Qi Refining to peak Qi Refining, they had it all.

It was like a small sect of its own!

What the hell was this thing!?

“W-wait, fellow practitioner…”

Before Guang Hui could finish his words, deafening battle cries drowned out his voice.

The overwhelming yin energy even obscured the entire sky full of Buddha light.

Beside Lu Yang, the figure of Ancestor Nether Wishper reappeared, looking helpless.

“Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me?”

“Apologies, Ancestor.”

Lu Yang also shook his head.

“After all, I didn’t expect that… after being slaughtered once, these bald donkeys not only didn’t run, but even dared to counterattack against me.”