Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 274 - 273: I Owe No Debts of Gratitude! [Part 1]

After breaking the Golden Alms Bowl.

The momentum of the Demon Sword remained undiminished, its black light splashing like ink as it descended upon the Lotus Platform that erupted with a pillar of light reaching the sky.

The Sumeru Mountain Saint Master atop it was both furious and enraged, leaping to the edge of the platform to protect the Buddha Lotus.

Surrounded by layers of golden light, he pushed forward with both hands, forcibly receiving the Celestial Spirit Sword Qi.

With a thunderous roar!

At the point where the palms clashed with the Demon Sword, the void collapsed, and a vast amount of Chaos Qi overflowed.

The terrifying ripples that erupted directly sent the Demon Sword flying back.

At the same time, the Sumeru Mountain Saint Master spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his whole body falling back into the Lotus Platform.

The pillar of light shaking repeatedly from the battle's ripples.

But fortunately, the Buddha Lotus remained stable.

With a swish, it disappeared at the end of the sky.

As the Sumeru Mountain Saint Master fled with Fa Hai, the battlefield finally restored to peace.

The shattered sky gradually healed.

The black light and Buddha light all dissipated with the wind.

Everything returned to its original state.

The Demon Sword fell back into Lin Heng's palm, his face slightly pale, although in this swift and fleeting battle, he held a clear upper hand.

Yet the Zen Master from Sumeru Mountain still made Lin Heng's expression exceptionally grave.

In a brief exchange.

Lin Heng had distinctly felt that the other's cultivation realm was above his own.

It was only because he wielded the Demon Sword, and that person's main focus was on taking away Fa Hai, coupled with his fierce attack, that the opponent fled in haste.

But if they were to fight without any reservations.

Lin Heng estimated that even if he could win, it would come at a great cost.

"Sumeru Mountain..."

Lin Heng murmured softly, retracting his gaze, his eyes inadvertently falling on Venerable Guangming.

At that time, the Zen Master who had once displayed divine power in Black Mountain was now so frightened he shrank like a turtle, hiding in a chasm, concealing all his energy.

Hoping to thus avoid being noticed by the Daoist in the sky.

But unfortunately, on the edge of the battlefield, there were always observers watching him.

As soon as the battle in the sky ended, several voices immediately arose.

"Daoist, that bald donkey isn't dead yet."

"He's hiding there."

"Right there!!"

Damn it!!

Hearing these voices, Venerable Guangming was so angry his face turned green, yet at this moment, he had no time to search for the informants.

Because a cold gaze had already fallen upon him.

Venerable Guangming's whole body trembled, turning to look at the figure in the sky, then swallowing and nervously squeezing out a smile saying:

"Daoist... we can talk, we can talk this out..."

Lin Heng sneered, casually throwing the Demon Sword into the air.

"No, no!"

"Ah!!!"

Venerable Guangming's pupils contracted intensely, leaving only a cry of despair and unwillingness.

Afterward, his Celestial Human Physique was pierced through by the Demon Sword.

Then, enveloped by the black aura of the Demon Sword, he gradually turned to dust.

"Observatory Master Qingfeng, how terrifying..."

All observers, at this moment, unanimously sighed with amazement.

That Venerable Guangming could not possibly compare with the Sumeru Mountain Saint Master.

Yet he was still a bona fide Celestial Human of the Buddhist Sect!

However, facing Observatory Master Qingfeng, he had no power to resist at all, even a casual strike could shatter his Celestial Human Physique.

What kind of terrifying strength is this?

"No wonder the cultivation realm is abuzz, saying even the Ascenders greatly regard this Observatory Master Qingfeng."

"Looking at it now, those words are indeed true..."

"Speaking of Daoism, they are truly blessed; clearly already in decline, yet suddenly such a figure appears."

"One cannot help but admire, truly admire..."

Countless old monsters sighed, many of them had just emerged from seclusion and had only heard of Observatory Master Qingfeng from the rumors of their juniors within their clans.

But they hadn't taken it too seriously.

Only now, after witnessing his terrifying might firsthand, did they realize that they, the old monsters, were like the receding waves of the Yangtze River, far less than the incoming waves.

After casually dealing with Venerable Guangming, Lin Heng returned to Jigong's location.

With regret in his heart over Jigong's fall, he intended to bring him back for burial.

But landing on the ground, he found no trace of Jigong anywhere?

"Hmm?"

Lin Heng's eyes changed slightly, sensing the lingering demons' aura, immediately filling with anger.

"They went that way!"

At that moment, several cultivators arrived, pointing Lin Heng in the direction.

Just moments ago, the battle in the sky caught most people's attention.

But a very few saw a demon with fiery red wings take away the critically injured Jigong.

Being on the edge of the battlefield, too far away, and intimidated by the demon's aura, they dared not shout to stop it.

It was only now that they dared to emerge and point the way.

Lin Heng cupped his hands in thanks, then with a cold expression, pursued using sword control.

With the assistance of Immortal Technique, Lin Heng's ability to capture various auras was exceptionally keen.

And now, nearly at the peak, traversing a thousand miles was but an instant.

As mountains and rivers swiftly passed by.

A moment later, Lin Heng finally saw Jigong's figure in a desolate place.

But he also simultaneously saw two familiar figures.

Evidently, it was the Lao Mountain Demon Dragon who broke open the Demon-locking Tower that day.

And the legendary figure of the Demon Race, the Celestial Demon Emperor!

"It's over, he's here!"

"Are you done yet?"

Seeing Lin Heng's appearance, the Demon Dragon's expression turned grim, hastily urging the Celestial Demon Emperor.

"Almost..."

The Celestial Demon Emperor's voice sounded somewhat weak.

Hearing this, the Demon Dragon couldn't help but take a deep breath, then fully releasing his energy, he stood firmly in front of the Celestial Demon Emperor.

However, after Lin Heng landed on the ground, he didn't rush to act, instead, his eyes filled with confusion as he watched the Celestial Demon Emperor.

At that moment, this legendary figure of the Demon Race seemed to be doing something to Jigong.

"Wait a minute..."

Lin Heng was startled, "Are you... saving Elder Jigong?"

His eyes were filled with astonishment.

At this time, the Celestial Demon Emperor was instilling his own life essence into Jigong.

Lin Heng faintly heard the sound of a phoenix's cry.

His heart puzzled.

But then the Celestial Demon Emperor cursed:

"That blasted dog from Sumeru Mountain, every time he sees me, wants to kill me." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I never provoked him, crazy as he is."

"This old bald donkey is not bad, though, even if I don't know why he'd try to block that maniac."

"But all in all, he did save my life."

"I've never liked owing people favors, since he saved me, I'll save him this time."

As the Celestial Demon Emperor spoke, he stood up, but perhaps due to excessive weakness, he almost fainted.

Luckily, the Demon Dragon quickly supported him.

The Celestial Demon Emperor said to Lin Heng, "Also, thanks to your timely intervention, this old bald donkey still had one last breath."

"My unique bloodline should be able to pull him back from the brink of death at Ghost Gate."