Jiang Manying

Chapter 578 The Ambush of the Five Great Sacred Lands and the Two Sects of Dao and Buddhism! The Second Calamity

"Truly shameless, utterly without face."

"And you still claim to be a sacred land of righteousness? I truly don't know where you get your confidence from?"

Chen Jiuyang's contemptuous and furious reprimand of the five great sacred lands was unconcealed.

"However, those hypocritical paths, disregarding all laws of the present, and trampling on human lives, will sooner or later face corresponding retribution. The incident in Kunlun three years ago was merely the beginning."

The people from the five great sacred lands immediately changed color, then shouted in reprimand:

"Presumptuous!"

"Do our sacred lands' actions allow mere youngsters like yourselves to point fingers?"

"You only know that your wife and daughters were captured, but you are ungrateful for the contributions our five great sacred lands have made to the Dragon Country over the years?"

"Although your wife and daughters were captured, their lives are safe. But the Kunlun Sacred Land suffered casualties of tens of thousands. How dare you speak like that?"

"Truly, a favor of a handful of rice repaid with a bushel of hatred, utterly shameless!"

"The demonic path is still the demonic path, only seeing its own petty gains, disregarding the safety of the world."

Chen Jiuyang sneered, "The world in their eyes is not the world in my eyes. To impose your own standards on others, even a chicken in the mortal world is more moral than you."

"The sage said, do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself."

"At that time, in order to revive the Dragon Country's destiny, I killed enemies overseas and served the country. Those hypocritical paths killed my wife's clan and captured my wife and children. If I had known this, I would not have participated in the Martial Ranking battle even if I died, allowing those hypocritical paths to revive."

"If I have done anything in this life, it is to revive you creatures worse than beasts, more despicable than pigs and dogs."

As he spoke, Chen Jiuyang's words were filled with a chilling, tangible killing intent.

Chen Jiuyang's sharp words momentarily stunned everyone from the five great sacred lands, leaving them speechless and unsure how to respond.

"Demon, you think too highly of yourself. In the Martial Ranking battle for national destiny, even without you, we would have revived."

"Exactly, taking all the credit for yourself and pushing all the dirty deeds onto our sacred lands. The thinking of demonic cultivators is truly despicable and shameless."

Chen Jiuyang let out a cold laugh, "Oh?"

"Without me, you would have revived anyway, is that right?"

"Then I have a question. For thousands of years in our Dragon Country, immortals and buddhas have disappeared, and the strongest were only at the Heaven Realm. Hundreds of years ago, our Dragon Country suffered a great disaster, why did you not revive?"

"Sixty years ago, when King Yan suddenly appeared, you also did not revive."

"What a joke."

"If it weren't for me breaking through thorns and killing enemies on the Asian Martial Ranking, feeding back destiny, how could you old fellows have revived?"

"Boasting and shamelessness, you truly make me laugh."

"I declare here today, in the Jiazi National Destiny battle three years ago, if I claim second, who would dare claim first?"

Some martial artists and cultivators present flushed red, their faces turning ashen, looking extremely displeased.

It was clear that Chen Jiuyang had hit the nail on the head, leaving them no room for further sophistry.

"Enough, we cultivators only talk about the present and the future. All that has passed is in the past."

"Today, only those who can survive have a future. Otherwise, no matter how brilliant past achievements were, they are merely a handful of yellow sand, fleeting like smoke."

A Nascent Soul stage cultivator coldly interrupted Chen Jiuyang, speaking indifferently.

"Oh."

Chen Jiuyang's gaze was indifferent, "Are your five great sacred lands so confident in taking me down today?"

"Do you consider me a soft persimmon, to be kneaded and handled by your five great sacred lands at will?"

"Naturally not. The demonic path has always been a scourge to the land. You, a demon, before reaching the age of thirty, have already ascended to the Heaven Realm and committed countless heinous acts. If you are allowed to develop further, the world will fall into great chaos."

"Amitabha!"

"Boundless Celestial Venerable!"

At this, the faces of the True Demonic Sect members who had followed Chen Jiuyang changed slightly.

"The Dao Sect and Buddhism have also interfered in this matter."

The five great sacred lands uniting with the Dao Sect and Buddhism to deal with Chen Jiuyang put immense pressure on them.

A white-browed old monk, wearing a tattered kasaya and holding a golden alms bowl, slowly walked out of the wind and snow.

An old Taoist priest, dressed in an ancient and simple robe, also appeared closely behind.

"So that's how it is. I was still wondering how my whereabouts and traces were ultimately exposed. It turns out the Dao Sect and Buddhism acted together."

The Dao Sect and Buddhism possessed abilities of deduction and divination. While they couldn't divine Chen Jiuyang, who had formed his own destiny and condensed his Dao, they could divine the others from the True Demonic Sect.

By jointly deducing, they discovered that many experts from the True Demonic Sect were heading to the Meteor Immortal Cliff together. Besides him, the Sect Master, who could mobilize these people, who else in the True Demonic Sect could?

Thus, they could calculate that Chen Jiuyang was going to the Meteor Immortal Cliff, a perfect and flawless deduction.

Chen Jiuyang's voice was indifferent, "I only ask one question, why are the Dao Sect and Buddhism interfering in this matter?"

"Amitabha, benefactor Chen has fallen into the demonic path, his demonic nature is deep-rooted and difficult to expel. If left unchecked, it will sooner or later bring a great disaster to the world. The five great sacred lands have requested my Arhat Temple to help subdue the demon. Such merit, how can Buddhism stand idly by?"

"Boundless Celestial Venerable, since ancient times, righteousness and evil are irreconcilable. Layman Chen, your demonic path is already formed. If you are not stopped now, there will truly be no opportunity."

Chen Jiuyang's expression was indifferent, "Each of you has such grand-sounding reasons."

"Thus, today marks the beginning of the great war between the sacred and the false in this era."

"It seems my second tribulation is to trigger this great sacred-false war."

"Since you are here, then let us fight."

Chen Jiuyang looked at Chen Fengge, "If you also intend to make a move, then do not blame me when I take your life."

Chen Fengge slowly shook his head and said, "Since I am here, I will not regret it."

"Good!"

Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, his aura suddenly began to climb steadily, and a terrifying aura of intertwined gold and black erupted from his body. The Nine Dragon Robe immediately revealed its function, and Chen Jiuyang's entire being became cold, vast, terrifying, and unfathomable, like a sage and a demon.

"Before killing you all, I must finish what I am currently holding."

As his words fell.

"Buzz!"

The Yan Sheng Saber let out a loud hum, and everyone immediately became vigilant.

Chen Jiuyang's saber path had long been perfected, and his saber cultivation was extremely formidable.

Then.

"Swish—"

"Whoosh—"

Cold light suddenly flashed. The Yan Sheng Saber, which had not been drawn for three years, had been nurtured by Chen Jiuyang's saber intent.

With a single saber strike, heaven and earth lost their color, leaving only the extremely sharp saber light.

"Ch—"

Everyone's expression changed.

"This saber! Holds great terror!!!"

"The Yan Sheng Demonic Saber is even more terrifying than before!"

However, the saber strike did not land on them.

Instead.

"Ch—"

Zi Su Ye, who had just been protected and rescued by Chen Fengge, instantly split into two halves, her soul turning to ash, dead beyond death.

"Pfft—"

"Drip! Drip!"

Chen Fengge's face suddenly turned pale. The arm with which he held his sword had fallen to the ground, blood gushing from his shoulder.

Then, Chen Jiuyang's indifferent voice sounded.

"Come, fight to the death!"

"Today, I will slaughter all these pigs and dogs!"