Warrior's Promise

After 20 hours, Mo Ling and the elders of the heavenly fate sect arrived at Jinhong temple.

The Jin Hong temple was located in the center of the blazing heaven domain. It was located in a Valley and had many majestic towers that reached the sky.

The entire Valley was filled with huge Buddha statues that were shining with bright light.

The loud and clear voice of ten thousand Buddhas came from the valley and spread to the endless distance.

These sounds of Buddha were extremely infectious and could cleanse one's soul, allowing one to achieve a magical sublimation from the inside out.

In the vicinity of Jinhong temple, within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, there were a large number of living creatures either worshiping from afar or listening attentively.

In short, the Jinhong temple was the Supreme existence in this area.

"Whoosh!"

Mo Ling and the rest flew directly above Jinhong temple.

However, when they were a dozen miles away from Jinhong temple, they could no longer move forward. The sound of ten thousand Buddhas and light of ten thousand Buddhas from Jinhong temple were like an invisible barrier that blocked their path.

"Who are you?"

A loud and clear voice came from the Jinhong temple.

"The heavenly fate sect's young sect master, Mo Ling!"

Mo Ling said in a clear voice.

"Young master mo, please go back. I'm sorry I can't receive you!"

Another loud voice came from Jinhong temple. It was clear and deafening.

When Mo Ling heard this, he sneered in his heart. Was he looking down on him?

Very good!

He hoped that the warrior monks from Jinhong temple would still be so arrogant and proud later.

In the next moment, a figure appeared silently beside Mo Ling.

No!

It was not a human figure, but an existence that was like a breeze, like a transparent shadow.

Grand Elder Xue Wenzhuo, second elder Fu Lun, and the other elders of the heavenly fate sect saw the shadow and their hearts began to race. They opened their eyes wide, wanting to see what the shadow looked like.

Was this Mo Ling's mysterious master?

Who was he?

What was his cultivation level?

What kind of existence was it?

Would they be able to deal with the powerful Jinhong temple?

Just as all of the heavenly fate sect's elders were filled with surprise and curiosity, they saw the transparent figure, whose face couldn't be seen clearly, let out a soft snort.

In an instant, the soft hum was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. The sound of ten thousand Buddhas and the divine light of ten thousand Buddhas emitted from Jinhong temple dissipated.

At this moment, even Mo Ling was shocked, let alone the elders of the heavenly fate sect. He was extremely excited.

The sound of ten thousand Buddhas and light of ten thousand Buddhas of the Jinhong temple were extremely powerful. It was rumored that they were The Guardian power of the Jinhong temple.

This power was so strong that normal Dao realm experts wouldn't be able to break it.

However, his master had not even shown himself. He had only snorted and destroyed the sound of ten thousand Buddhas and the light of ten thousand Buddhas. This kind of heaven-defying strength was simply invincible.

At that moment, the entire Jinhong temple was in an uproar.

One by one, the powerhouses flew out of Jinhong temple. They were all Buddhist cultivators dressed in monk robes. There were thousands of them.

The person in the lead was a tall old monk with a kind face and no beard.

"Amitabha, I am Jue Yun, the Buddha from Jinhong temple. May I know what business you have here?"

The tall old monk put his palms together and asked in a clear voice. His eyes were fixed on the illusionary transparent shadow.

This Buddha Jue Yun was the number one expert of Jinhong temple.

"Senior Jue Yun, I only have one thing to say, so I'll get straight to the point. Your Jin Hong temple wants to submit to our heavenly fate sect!" Mo Ling said in a deep voice.

"B * stard, your heavenly fate sect is just a puny little power. How dare you make us submit to you!"

Behind Jue Yun, a middle-aged Buddhist cultivator shouted in anger.

What kind of existence was their Jinhong temple?

It was one of the three most powerful forces in the blazing heaven region.

And what kind of power was the heavenly fate sect?

The heavenly fate sect wasn't even fit to carry shoes for Jinhong temple. In the past, the sect leader of the heavenly fate sect, Tian Lunzi, would always be extremely submissive and respectful when he came to Jinhong temple.

Now, he wanted the Jinhong temple to submit to him. What a joke.

However, the space around the middle-aged Buddhist cultivator tightened as he felt an extremely powerful spatial pressure.

BOOM!

Without any warning, the middle-aged Buddhist cultivator's body exploded and turned into ashes.

"What?"

"Who are you?"

"Quickly form the formation!"

In an instant, the Buddhist cultivators of Jinhong temple trembled violently and immediately spread out in a fan-shaped formation, ready to form an array.

"Now, there's no such thing as being worthy or not. There's only the strong and the weak!"

The blurry, transparent shadow spoke. Its voice was slightly hoarse, extremely indifferent, and emotionless. It was su Mo's voice.

"Almsgiver, Who are you? why are you so overbearing?" Jue Yun frowned and stared at su mo.

He could not see su Mo's strength, but he could feel that they might not be able to deal with him.

"I don't like to kill. Maybe we can talk!" Su Mo's voice sounded again.

Hearing this, old monk Jue Yun frowned slightly. He pondered for a while and nodded,""Sure!"

Then, su mo waved his hand and an invisible power of spacetime wrapped around Jue Yun.

Old monk Jue Yun was slightly shocked, but he did not resist as he felt that the power of spacetime was too strong.

Because it seemed that he could not resist.

This also made him even more wary of su Mo's strength.

In an instant, the stars shifted and su mo and the old monk Jue Yun disappeared.

The Buddhist cultivators from the Jinhong temple were shocked, but they did not dare to do anything. They were all on high alert.

Su mo pulled the old monk Jue Yun into the depths of space-time and the two of them stood face to face. However, su mo still did not reveal his true body.

"What do you want to say, almsgiver?" Old monk Jue Yun asked in a low voice.

"Your Jinhong temple is a Buddhist faction. I would like to ask you, what is the essence or meaning of the way of Buddhism?" Su mo asked indifferently.

Old monk Jue Yun frowned. He did not understand what su mo meant, but he still told him the truth.

"My Buddha is merciful and his Dharma is boundless. To escape from Samsara and save all living beings, to save others for his own benefit, to save others for himself. Don't do evil, do good, and clean your mind. All living beings suffer, all living beings are equal ...!"

Old monk Jue Yun went on and on, explaining the true essence of his Buddhist cultivation.

"Stop!"

Su mo raised his hand and interrupted him.""Saving all living beings? Hehe, can you redeem the soul Race? Can you convert the elves? Are you able to convert those high and mighty races? Also, all life is equal. Do you think you are equal to the spirit race and the soul Race?"

Hearing this, Jue Yun instantly fell silent for a long time.

"Master, don't you have anything to say?" Su mo asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha! Benefactor, the common people are helpless. Our Jinhong temple's ability is limited and we are truly powerless!" Master Jue Yun shook his head and sighed.

Indeed, in the heavenly Soul Origin world, it was impossible for all life to be equal. It was even more impossible to convert all life. It was impossible.

"Follow me and surrender. I will lead you to overturn the heavens of the origin of heavenly souls!" Su Mo's words were concise and did not allow for any rejection.

Hearing this, old monk Jue Yun was shocked and stared at su Mo's blurry figure in shock.

Was he ... Going to rebel?