Chapter 612 - 303: Disciple Dao Sheng, Invoking the Thunder Ancestor’s Manifestation, Thunder Punishment! (Part 2)

At this moment, the two black-robed martial monks struggled desperately.

"Buddhist Holy Land, what do you want to do!"

"Stop! The Bodhisattva will not forgive you!"

Hearing this, Li Daocheng simply let go and threw them to the ground.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had been slapped dozens of times.

Buddhist Holy Land?

I hit precisely those like you!

Rubbing his wrist, Li Daocheng gave an evil grin, "Bodhisattva? I don’t see any Bodhisattva here. They’re like clay Bodhisattvas crossing a river, hardly able to save themselves."

Continuing to pick up the two, Li Daocheng didn’t even turn his head, "Xiaolitou, don’t just stand there, hurry up and follow, I’ll give you a wonderful opportunity."

The two black-robed martial monks seemed to have guessed what he wanted to do, full of terror, yet unable to escape Li Daocheng’s grasp.

Upon reaching the original Sanqing Hall, Li Daocheng lightly applied force to press them to the ground.

Kicking behind their knees, he made both of them kneel down immediately.

The two knelt on either side in front of the Sanqing Hall, forming a highly symmetrical picture.

The two black-robed martial monks struggled desperately, and Li Daocheng lost his patience entirely.

"Crack!"

In an instant, Li Daocheng kicked and broke the bones in their legs.

The excruciating pain of their broken bones nearly caused them to faint.

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

Yet before they could wail, Li Daocheng landed two more resounding slaps on them.

Unlike the previous slaps, this time Li Daocheng used thirty percent of his strength.

To be fair, those who have entered the Dao have much stronger endurance.

These slaps could easily have been fatal or at least severely crippling to ordinary people.

But these two martial monks only had broken teeth and swollen, red faces, and were not even knocked out.

Li Daocheng looked even more mocking, increasing the force in his hand by a few degrees.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

At fifty percent strength, these two could no longer endure, teeth flying from their mouths.

This time, the two finally became obedient, like quails, not daring to move.

They now had no doubt that this killing demon would dare to kill them.

Though they revered the Buddha greatly, when faced with a threat to their lives, they conceded.

"Heh, heh."

Li Daocheng laughed, pulling out a grayish-yellow talisman paper from his clothes.

"Occupying our Daoist Temple, destroying our idols, severing our heritage—relentless until death!"

"As a Daoist Master, I’ll first destroy your two Buddhas, to vent my anger!"

The voice bore the power of a bell, piercing through the clouds!

Like a dragon’s roar from the heavens, shattering ancient times, resonating throughout the world!

At that moment, all the monks present felt an indescribable fear.

In the blink of an eye, it spread from their crowns to the soles of their feet.

Chills down their spines, souls nearly scattering!

"A person of the Dao should harbor compassion, but your actions, how are they different from demons!"

"Disrespecting our Daoist Temple and insulting our ancestors—death!"

The voice was like rolling thunder, spreading from the Sanqing Hall to the entire Daoist Temple.

"Chant the All Heaven Thunder God, the thunder shatters the void;

Chant the Copper Soldiers, countless disappear without a trace;

For powerful gods and unruly evil ghosts, the Five Thunders break fire and vanish without a trace;

I invoke the Supreme Lord Laozi, divine soldiers urgent like a legal decree!"

Rumble!

A resounding sky, once clear and boundless, now in the blink of an eye, lightning filled the sky!

Purple Thunder Dragons exhaled, spiraling through the heavens, engulfing this small world, so menacing!

In merely an instant, over the entire Sanqing Hall, it seemed as though the sky was collapsing!

The light disappeared, darkness enveloped the world, electric sparks danced, as if countless Thunder Dragons roared at the heavens!

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering shock, as if intending to shatter eardrums.

Those nearby, despite furiously covering their ears, had twisted faces.

Gazing from the other side of the mountain, the grim atmosphere here was terrifyingly oppressive.

Black light accompanied by bluish-purple, like a torrential rain, poured down from the heavens, vast and torrential, lightning enveloping all directions.

"Rumble..."

Moreover, within the dense Thunder Dragons, there were numerous blood-red lightning bolts.

Like a netherworld blood river, pouring down from the sky, a terrifying phenomenon!

This realm is utterly boiling, yet aside from the deafening roar of the thunder dragons, no other sound can be heard.

The roaring thunder shakes the nearby mountain peaks along with it!

The thunder has yet to touch anything, but under the pressure, the ancient trees begin to lament, rocks pierce the sky, shattering the nine heavens!

This sudden scene has left everyone rooted to the spot!

Everyone’s eyes widened, as if they’ve seen a ghost.

Especially those monks, who have their mouths agape, wanting to speak, but can’t utter a single word.

It’s as if someone gripped their throats, rendering them mute!

The audience in the live stream is in uproar.

"Whoa! It’s truly the Five Thunders Spell, Daoist Master’s incredible!"

"Is the official no longer hiding it? Although they hinted at it before, they handled it so subtly, but now it’s so direct!"

"I’m determined to follow this Daoist Master, fellows, I’m on my way to Cishan, wait till I cling to this mighty leg, and you all just watch in envy, hahahaha."

"..."

The viewers in the live stream are now watching a scene from a dream, filled with a sense of dread.

What is called overwhelming power, the Daoist Master has given the best explanation!

"Crack!"

Three blood-colored bolts of thunder transformed into roaring flood dragons, as thick as columns, swirling down, directly aiming for the Sanqing Hall!

The surrounding void gets completely pierced through, wherever it passes, all gets turned to scorched earth!

Three bottomless black holes appear, three blood-colored thunder dragons instantly reach behind Li Daocheng, roaring violently!

"This is human-controlled!"

"No way, are these people?"

"Oh heavens, this isn’t right, thunder can actually be controlled by humans!"

"..."

Everyone on-site was dumbfounded, this scene became an unforgettable image for their lifetime.

Li Daocheng wore a calm expression, even though he was summoning the thunder, he was utterly fearless.

However, inwardly he was still surprised, even a bit pained!

This Thunder Talisman was left to him by his master, reportedly passed down for a thousand years, its power not considered too great, or it couldn’t be passed down.

But unfortunately, a thousand years ago, Daoist Skill started to retreat, and this talisman quickly became useless.

Yet after Li Daocheng entered the Dao, he vaguely felt this Thunder Talisman was not so simple!

Today it seems, his thoughts were correct indeed!

Whose Thunder Talisman has such great power, even summoning blood-colored thunder!

One must know, blood-colored thunder represents thunder punishment!

But now he can’t worry about pain, anger once again occupies his heart...

"Crack"!

"Crack"!

In the blink of an eye, six more blood-colored bolts of thunder rushed down, nine thunder dragons intertwined, transforming into a blood-colored world!

The audience in the live stream completely turned into fans of the Daoist Master.

"This is the Daoist Master! To control thunder with oneself, controlling the heavenly punishment, is this not the Martial God of the mortal world, not my long-lost master!"

"Pah, you are truly shameless, look at yourself, you’re already so old, the impurities of the mortal world have already cut off your path of cultivation, give up this thought, I’m still young, let me become an inner disciple of the master!"

"Each one of you is more shameless than the other, damn! Enough, the good brother who just bought the ticket to Cishan, did you go? I’ll go together!"

"..."

The crowd on-site kept exclaiming.

Don’t even mention others, just a single strike of thunder coming down is a terrifying natural disaster!

Not to mention now it’s the more ferocious blood-colored thunder, even a slight touch, people would turn into ashes!

However, the old Daoist Master is leisurely walking within the thunder, as if the thunder are cats and dogs he raised at home!

"Break!"

The sound falls, nine blood-red thunder dragons directly rush towards the hall, forming into a cage.

The cage appears, like a heavenly palace, mysterious and profound, swallowing everything.

Li Daocheng, like a true dragon, in the vast sea of thunder, coldly watching all this.

"Swish!"

Thunder like a heavenly prison, massacring all directions, endless electric arcs pour down, striking the Buddha statue.

"This...is this human Immortal!"

Everyone present felt chills down their spine, their hair standing on end.

Rumble!

The Buddha statue in the hall, instantly covered with web-like cracks, shattered inch by inch!

In an instant, it turned into a pile of ash, within the sea of thunder, disappearing completely.

The hearts of everyone present were completely gripped at this moment, a helpless feeling of having one’s fate controlled by others.

Wearing yellow robes, the monks now look ashen-faced, hearts shattered!

It seems...they’ve provoked someone they shouldn’t have!