My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 285 Fiend Zen is not Zen

Buddhist prayers beads were extremely unique weapons. It could be used as a hidden weapon, and it could also be used to defend oneself. There were many ways to use it. However, it required a high cultivation base as well. It was not like sabers and swords, where practice on offensive attacks was all there was to it.

The prayers beads shot forward. They formed several black meteors inside the dimly lit area.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

“Allow me.” Jiang Aijian could not hold himself back anymore as he unsheathed Dragonsong

Lu Zhou saw Little Yuan’er was itching to make a move and called her back, “Let him.” “Oh.”

‘If this little girl charged forward as well, am I supposed to put my hopes in that useless Qin Jun to protect me?’

Jiang Aijian moved with a blinding speed that he left a series of afterimages in his wake.

A golden energy blade flew out.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

It landed on the incoming prayer beads and repelled beads were repelled.

Kong Yuan seemed to have expected this and said, “Nice sword.” When he looked at Jiang Aijian’s sword, an expression of admiration could be seen on his face.

Jiang Aijian smiled and flew toward Kong Yuan.

Meanwhile, the other cultivators were doing their best to repel the cluster of swords’ attacks. The powerful air flows and energy pressured them so much that they found it difficult to breathe. They could only look on as Jiang Aijian flew over. However, they were happy to see this. Regardless of who the victor was in the end, they would still benefit from it.

Kong Yuan took flight as well and stood with his back straight in the air. His lower body was dark while his upper body was bright

“Twin Zen! Good heavens…”

Those with common cultivation knowledge knew that fire and water were irreconcilable; Yin and Yang could not co-exist. And yet, Kong Yuan of the Temple of Great Emptiness managed to combine both zens! Just how talented was he?

It had been rumored for a long time that Kong Yuan of the Temple of Great Emptiness had achieved tremendous improvement in his cultivation base while he cultivated in seclusion. Based on what they could see, it seemed like the rumor was true. All of them looked at Kong Yuan in awe.

“It’s no wonder that monk, Kong Xuan, has the confidence to go to the holy altar.”

“Having cultivated the Twin Zen, even if the sect masters were there, they wouldn’t be able to do anything against him.”

“Well, unless the Evil Sky Pavilion’s old villain is willing to make a move.”

“Kong Yuan’s cultivation base has improved greatly, but he’s still not brave enough to seek revenge from the Evil Sky Pavilion… I think the old villain is the only one who can suppress him. Alas, this is the Mausoleum of Swords. Why would the old villain be here?” The scene seemed peculiar. It was one thing for the minor sects to worship the Evil Sky Pavilion, but these people from the Noble Path cultivators were placing their hopes on the Evil Sky Pavilion.

When Jiang Aijian was in midair, a Dhyana Mudra appeared on Kong Yuan’s upper body. It was a golden Dhyana Mudra. At the same time, another Dhyana Mudra also appeared on his lower body, it was black. The two mudras joined.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Jiang Aijian thrust with his sword forward at Kong Yuan and left afterimages in the air. His blows landed on the Dhyana Mudra.

Kong Yuan shouted, “Get lost!”

The converged Dhyana Mudra suddenly swelled.

Like a gust of wind, it pushed Jiang Aijian back!

“I’m dodging…” Jiang Aijian suddenly realized this old monk’s defenses were too powerful. He decided to sidestep the attack.

However, the Dhyana Mudra shifted and changed its size. It seemed as though Kong Yuan had rehearsed this attack for thousands of times.

Bam!

Jiang Aijian raised Dragonsong before himself and tightened his grip, blocking the converged Dhyana Mudra. He reeled from the impact. He hastily said, “Ow… Little girl, catch me!”

Thud!

Jiang Aijian crashed onto the ground. He felt groggy from the crash and was sore all over. If it were not for his protective energy that cushioned most of his fall, the Twin Mudra would have been sufficient to cause him grievous injury.

“Serves you right,” Little Yuan’er said with a smile.

Meanwhile, Kong Yuan still hovered above the tombstone. He was pleased that his Dhyana Mudra had successfully repelled Jiang Aijian. However, he did not stop attacking just because of this. The Buddhist prayer beads that were scattered in the surroundings glinted coldly before they shot forward again. “No way.” Jiang Aijian’s eyes widened. He slammed a palm onto the ground, did a somersault, and retreated.

Little Yuan’er said, “Well? Go on.”

“I can’t! I’ve done my best… I’m not a match for him at all!” Jiang Aijian hastily waved his hands.

Anyone with eyes could see Jiang Aijian did not even use all his strength. How could he have used all his strength when he had not even unleashed his avatar yet? As always, he was someone who cherished his life.

Little Yuan’er snorted. A dense wall of energy was erected before herself.

The Buddhist prayer beads returned. They linked up and formed a chain again that hung on Kong Yuan. “This monk isn’t easy to deal with… His Dhyana Mudra could block Dragonsong,” Jiang Aijian said, “I’m afraid that you’re the only one who can do something about this, old senior.”

“Master…” Little Yuan’er wore an expression of disapproval that was directed at Jiang Aijian before changing it to one of pleading when she looked at Lu Zhou, clearly begging for permission to battle Kong Yuan.

Although Little Yuan’er had many treasures with her, Lu Zhou did not feel at ease. Indeed, Jiang Aijian did not use his full strength, but he could tell a thing or two from their exchanges earlier.

This old monk had many skills in his arsenal, which he had yet to use. If he had launched a powerful attack, they were sure to incur a great loss.

“Forget it.” Lu Zhou shook his head.

Kong Yuan smiled and said, “Isn’t it a little late to finally think things through? I said I’m determined to get my hands on the Demon Sword.”

Lu Zhou did not rise to his taunt. “A demonized Zen isn’t true Zen…”

“Any Zen that can kill is good Zen,” Kong Yuan retorted, “I’m the only person under the heavens who managed to cultivate Twin Zen.”

Lu Zhou shook his head with a sigh and said, “I thought you have some other shocking methods capable of breaking the Seven Terminal Formation… I’ve overestimated you.”

“Hm?”

Just when Lu Zhou raised his hand and was about to use a Deadly Strike Card…

Crack!

The huge tombstone cracked open. Large pieces began to fall off.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The inscriptions on the tombstone, strangely, floated into the air. They were densely packed like a can of sardines.

The seven radiant circles were much brighter than before.

When the rubble had completely fallen off, a bronze sword could be seen hovering in the air.

The inscriptions began converging… Like moths to a flame, they shot toward the huge sword.

Black smoke billowed.

The huge sword seemed to have been activated by the inscriptions as it vibrated slightly.

The eight chains in the surroundings were tightly wrapped around the sword. The others were shocked. The eight chains were not meant to stabilize the tombstones! Instead, they were meant to keep the huge sword in place.

When Kong Yuan, who was hovering in the air, saw the Demon Sword, he laughed before he exclaimed excitedly, “Finally, I’m rewarded after all these years!” His laughter resounded throughout the Mausoleum of Swords.

The cultivators were having a rough time repelling the cluster of swords as it was. The soundwaves pushed them further back. Those who could not withstand it dropped to the ground on the spot.

Lu Zhou initially intended to take Kong Yuan down. However, he stopped when he saw the huge sword. The sword seemed… peculiar.

Bzzt!

The huge sword vibrated as though it was trying to break free of the chains. Kong Yuan said with a deep voice, “Don’t mind me, I’ll be taking the sword.” He flipped in the air with his palm outstretched. While he descended, he gripped the Demon Sword! His energy wrapped around the Demon Sword!

Boom!

As though the Demon Sword sensed the intrusion, the inscriptions suddenly scattered!

Kong Yuan’s eyes widened.

Bam!

He was pushed back by the inscriptions.

At the same time, a blinding light burst from the Seven Terminal Formation. The swords in the surroundings were summoned by the Demon Sword. They changed directions and quickly gathered.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Shadows of flying swords could be seen everywhere.

Kong Yuan did not expect the Demon Sword to be this difficult to tame. He immediately activated his Dhyana Mudras.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The cluster of swords attacked Kong Yuan!

The remaining flying swords attacked the other cultivators.

The cultivators from the four great sects were beginning to drop like flies at this point.

This was an indiscriminate attack.

“What a terrifying sword,” Jiang Aijian said in shock.

“It has accumulated power for many years, and now, it has let loose in one go. Indeed, it’s terrifying,” Qin Jun said in awe.

At this moment, countless flying swords shot toward them.

Little Yuan’er kept the flying swords at bay again with her energy.

Kong Yuan had the shortest end of the stick.

“Is that old monk that powerful?!” Jiang Aijian did not expect the converged Dhyana Mudra to be capable of repelling that many flying swords.

It formed an independent space.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The chains began to snap one after another. It did not take long before all eight chains had snapped.

The Demon Sword was free!

It accumulated the power from the inscriptions, and its blade glowed scarlet.

After a brief vibration, the Demon Sword changed direction…

The other flying swords gave way.

Whoosh!