Chapter 613 - 304: All You Bald Donkeys, Kneel Before This Daoist Master and Be My Dogs!

Thunder exploded, fierce winds like a waterfall!

The scenes earlier completely shattered everyone’s beliefs.

They didn’t even have time to pick up these fragments before they turned to ashes.

The shock in everyone’s hearts right now couldn’t be described in words.

"My god! You sure this is happening in reality and not some movie or TV series special effects!"

"Special effects? With the current film industry, are you joking with me? Are you referring to special effects costing fifty cents or ones where fighting turns into horseback riding?"

"On this day, the Daoist Master returned to the realm of the Land Immortals, one method to open heaven’s gate, one to extinguish evil spirits!"

"So damn cool! I bet everyone here had this kind of fantasy in high school, a natural disaster actually made real!"

"..."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the live stream room was ignited, directly reaching a climax.

Countless comments flooded in like a broken dam.

Xiaolitou’s live stream room, from just thousands of viewers earlier, saw its popularity soar, reaching millions.

Originally with only hundreds of followers, now it suddenly tripled to a million!

Moreover, the rate of gaining followers continued to increase exponentially, it wouldn’t stop at all!

Xiaolitou’s girlfriend looked at this scene in a daze, suddenly her eyes filled with tears, and she hugged Xiaolitou and cried.

"Yingzi, what’s wrong, don’t scare me, if you’re not feeling well, we can leave right away."

Seeing his girlfriend crying, Xiaolitou panicked instantly and hurried to comfort her.

"I’m fine, hold your phone properly."

Before he could move, his girlfriend lifted her head, crying while helping him position the streaming settings for optimal view.

Seeing Xiaolitou’s still bewildered eyes, the viewers in the streaming room smiled brightly.

"Hahahaha, he still doesn’t understand, his girlfriend is crying tears of joy, seeing the pace at which his account is gaining followers, he’ll have at least five million followers; with such a big account still having active followers, it’s hard to stay poor in this life."

"Today’s employment climate is outrageously bad, even during better times, a college graduate would only earn a few thousand, maybe over ten thousand if better, but such dead-end jobs throughout a lifetime can’t match a big internet celebrity’s one-day earnings!"

"The Daoist Master deserves his name, when he says he’ll give you fortune, he really means it; damn it, why didn’t I know such a Daoist Master, boo hoo hoo."

"He knew the Daoist Master when he was young, just save it, but speaking of which, the host merely knows the Daoist Master, not even his disciple, yet got this fortune, if he were a disciple of the Daoist Master, phew!"

"Can’t imagine, can’t imagine it!"

"Stop imagining, brothers, I’m already near Cishan, when I become the Daoist Master’s disciple, I’ll definitely come back to show off to you all."

"..."

Within the Sanqing Hall, the Buddhist clay statue that originally occupied the Three Pure Ones Statue had completely turned to powder.

All incense, offerings, and Buddhist-specific items were also turned to ash.

At this moment, in the hall, except for items from when the Daoist Temple existed, everything else ceased to exist!

Most terrifying was that the blood-red Thunder Dragon still existed, its roars shaking the heavens and earth!

The sea of thunder in the sky was further expanding, surging, as if it was about to destroy the world!

Li Daocheng stood proudly, just like that within the sea of thunder, allowing countless bolts to pass by, but not injuring him in the slightest!

The monk, already creeped out, was now even more anxious, bowing fearfully, not daring to look directly at Li Daocheng.

This is no man, it’s a god!

What capability did their host have to dare provoke such a calamity!

Ordinary people, don’t even mention being struck by such a massive amount of thunder, even one strike that leaves them alive would be considered a miracle!

Seeing the filth-cleansing in the Sanqing Hall, Li Daocheng felt some relief.

As he walked step by step, everything behind him in the hall was in ruins.

Bodhisattvas shattered, Arhats bled!

Except for the Thunder Ancestor Hall, all Buddhist clay statues were cleared away at this moment!

"Boom!"

Arriving before the Thunder Ancestor Hall, the palace formed of blood-red lightning let out a gigantic sound.

As if it were sentient, nine strands of blood-red lightning roared continuously, not under Li Daocheng’s summons, but acting of its own accord.

"Rumble!"

Before Li Daocheng could control it, the blood-red lightning scrambled madly into the hall.

Nothing could be seen clearly, everything in sight was blood red!

At this moment, there was no bright sky or earth, no sight of anything, only this vast blood-red sea of lightning, rippling!

Just like a real ocean surging, roaring, gripping the mind!

"Dong!"

Like the great drum of Kunlun was thundering, mountains and rivers trembled, the nearby land began to sink, even rivers started to change routes!

This is the terror of heavenly thunder!

In the distance, everyone watching this scene went blank in their minds.

Cold sweat began to form on everyone’s heads, their clothes drenched from sweat, facing the terror of destruction they were lucky not wet their pants.

The oppressive atmosphere spread, blood-red lightning still not dissipating.

The monks’ inner fear grew even heavier, beyond dying in a blaze today, they feared there was no other way out!