Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

With a deafening roar, a powerful air current surged, forming a dragon’s head that rushed forth with terrifying suction power.

Crack, crack, crack—

A multitude of stone bricks laid upon the ground came loose and were sucked up by the fearsome force.

The Players wielding the Famous Saber King Sword were instantly sent flying backward like kites with their strings cut, screaming in alarm as they desperately flipped over to retaliate with both sword and saber.

In an instant, the sword light shone brilliantly, striking at Jiang Dali with a bizarre angle.

On the other side, the sword light weaved through like a swimming dragon, following the flow to combine with the strangely angled saber strike.

The Anti Yin Yang Saber met with the Positive Yin Sword—saber and sword in perfect harmony!

A crushing aura from the Bursting Energy Realm pressured from the two, ferociously erupting from their bodies.

”Kill!”—

The Players with the Famous Saber King Sword bellowed fiercely.

However, Jiang Dali suddenly burst into laughter at that moment, inhaled deeply, and opened his mouth wide!

Roar!—

A terrifying sonic wave twisted the air like ripples, brutally striking the two players in an instant as it collided with them. They screamed in agony, their health bars plummeting crazily as their sword and saber moves scattered in disarray.

Boom, boom!

Both let out muffled groans as they fell into the thick, broad palms of Jiang Dali, grabbed by the neck, and hoisted into the air by his burly arms. An overwhelming sucking force violently burst forth.

”Ahhh!”—

The Players known as Famous Saber King Sword let out inhuman screams, veins in their faces bulging like centipedes and earthworms, their eyes red with rage, as their internal Qi flowed in torrents up Jiang Dali’s arms and into his body.

Such a horrific scene.

Everyone from Songshan Shaolin around them drew a cold breath in shock.

Some Players were so frightened their faces turned pale, cursing incessantly.

Suddenly, two flashes of white light burst forth.

The two Players were drained of their Qi-Blood and fell, dissolving into white light and vanishing.

Clang clang—

A saber and a sword fell to the ground, chiming a crisp sound.

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, gazing at the only remnants left in his palms—two sets of clothing—as if he hadn’t had his fill. His cold gaze inevitably turned toward the people of Songshan Shaolin nearby.

Whoosh—

Everyone there was petrified, quickly retreating and scattering, their faces ashen.

”Amitabha Buddha...”

Fang Yuan staggered to his feet, even with grave injuries and one broken arm, his face still firm as he steadfastly gazed at Jiang Dali.

”Master Jiang, enough is enough for today. Our Shaolin of Songshan has already suffered many deaths and injuries, and Sect Leader Zuo of Songshan has also perished by your hand. This old monk earnestly requests you, village chief Jiang, to show leniency and cease your actions.”

”Cease?”—

Jiang Dali squinted and chuckled softly, casually tearing off the tattered clothes wrapped around his waist. His towering and muscular figure strode toward the Songshan Shaolin crowd like a fierce tiger patrolling the mountains.

A single man’s momentum intimidated the whole scene.

”The ones who started trouble and attacked here were your people from Songshan Shaolin, and now it’s you, Songshan Shaolin, asking for a cease. Monk Fang Yuan, do you really think the face of Shaolin is that big?”

Jiang Dali’s golden knife on his back suddenly trembled with a buzzing resonance, the gleaming light on the handle piercing into everyone’s hearts like a cold arrow.

Fang Yuan, sensing the intent to kill emanating from Jiang Dali, cast his eyes down at the limbs and corpses strewn about the ground. He sighed deeply and raised a single palm.

”An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind, kindness should be shown where it can be spared. It is indeed the fault of this poor monk for previously pressuring Benefactor Dongfang too harshly, leading to today’s bitter consequences. Such many deaths here are truly inexcusable, truly foolish.”

”Oh?”

Jiang Dali’s expression turned scornful. ”I didn’t expect you, monk, to acknowledge your fault. It’s rare indeed to find someone who understands.”

Speaking thus, Jiang Dali suddenly laughed heartily, his laughter turning to a cold sneer and then to scorn, ”The seas’ tumultuous waves never rest, how can a single sword sever bonds of gratitude and enmity? Monk, do you think a light confession of fault can make up for so many lives lost?”

At these words, all the Shaolin monks glared furiously at Jiang Dali. If it were not for the knowledge that they were outmatched, they probably would rush to fight to the death.

You, the Black Wind Village Chief, are the murderer; how can you blame Master Fang Yuan?

This was likely their most genuine, indignant thought at that moment.

”Amitabha! Sinful, so sinful!”

Fang Yuan sighed deeply, bowing his head sorrowfully. ”Master Jiang is correct in his teaching; repentance cannot revive those who have died. This humble monk now only wishes to use his own life to save the lives of all present.

I hope that Master Jiang, remembering the prayer beads on your hand, may choose to forgive and leave some room for grace, to forge good karma!”

”Master!”

All the Shaolin monks were startled and immediately tried to intervene.

But suddenly, Fang Yuan let out a low shout, a momentum exploded from him, sending the surrounding monks staggering back, unable to stand steadily.

In that instant, Fang Yuan pointed out gently with three fingers, like Buddha picking a flower, with a smile on his face, his method nimble as he touched the space between the eyebrows.

Boom—

A gentle Qi Force burst forth.

Fang Yuan’s eyes widened, slowly turning bloodshot, his body trembled but stood still, his arms hung powerlessly down, blood streamed from his nostrils, splattering his white beard with droplets of blood.

”Goodness, Fang Yuan!”

Jiang Dali was visibly moved and frowned deeply.

”Grandmaster!”

”Grandmaster Fang Yuan!!”

Watching this, all the Shaolin monks were outraged, their eyes filled with anger, they all rushed towards Fang Yuan, crying to the heavens, their sorrow immeasurable.

”Fang Yuan is willing to kill himself to protect you bunch of trash, I, Jiang Dali, respect him as a true figure. You bunch of little monks and baldies, it’s not too late to flee now.”

After speaking, Jiang Dali turned to look at the people of the Songshan Sect who were sighing in relief to the other side, and suddenly he sneered.

”But as for you bunch of cowards, especially you two, Fei Bin and Lu Bai, don’t think for a moment that anyone can escape today!”

Boom!—

Jiang Dali stomped his foot, his form shot out, in an instant the dragon roared and the tiger howled once again, with his iron fists and palms, he wielded his Qi with invincible prowess, defeating all comers.

Screams erupted once more.

And quickly subsided.

All of Zuo Lengchan’s dogs from the Songshan Sect met their bloody end there and then, journeying together on the road to the yellow springs.

At the same time.

At the foot of Hua Mountain, within a village temple’s Resurrection Point.

The figures of Famous Saber Wang Jian walked out, both empty-handed, their faces deathly pale, furious and frustrated, regretting beyond words.

After their resurrection, they noticed a frightening realization.

Not only had their Martial Arts Realm dropped by ten percent due to death.

The over 2000 points of Inner Qi they had painstakingly trained had been completely taken away by the Black Wind Village Chief using the Absorption Star Technique, their Inner Power Realm fell disastrously, plummeting back to the start.

Now, aside from their Martial Arts Realm, all of their Inner Qi Cultivation had vanished, many of their martial arts moves couldn’t even be executed without the support of Inner Qi, it was like half of their effort over more than two years had gone to waste.

The more they thought about it, the more stifled and angry they felt, and they couldn’t help but roar to the sky.

”Ahhhh! Black Wind Village Chief! You bastard ahhhh!”

”Black Wind Village Chief, you better stay strong forever, otherwise one day I, Famous Saber, will tear you to pieces!!”

That day.

The bloody battle at Chessboard Mountain, the ferocity of the fight, had also been simultaneously posted on the Jianghu Forum.

Countless Players were lost for words after watching the video of the Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali fighting the Five Mountains Alliance Leader Zuo Lengchan and Shaolin’s high monk Fang Yuan.

Zuo Lengchan died miserably under the saber, cut in half with one stroke, his body split in two, all disciples of the Songshan Sect shared his grave.

Fang Yuan was forced into taking his own life, to save the Shaolin disciples, the scale and tragedy of the battle shocked souls profoundly, leaving lingering unrest for a long time.

”An eye for an eye, when will the cycle end, when given mercy, offer mercy in kind.”

”The vast ocean’s waves are never still, how can one sword sever bonds of gratitude and hatred?”

The dialogue between Fang Yuan and the Black Wind Village Chief resonated in countless hearts, making one truly comprehend the feuds and helplessness within the surging tides of the Martial World.

Ask where is the Martial World?

The Martial World lies in the human heart.

And how can the human heart ever settle down?

A heart that cannot settle naturally collides with endless love and hate, restful peace remains elusive.

Life’s dramas, three thousand strands of black hair, all left unattended high in the attic! Let them rest as they are, the heart finds tranquility...

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(Returned from drinking wine to add four thousand more words with flair, sorry for the wait, rest up and let’s see if there will be another visit tonight. Cast your monthly votes if you have them, let’s welcome the new Alliance Hierarch!)