Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 272 - 271: Sumeru Mountain Saint Master Attacks—Jigong Has No More Wine [Second Update]

Without any hesitation, he shot out instantly to stop the assailant.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached mid-air, another Celestial Human aura erupted.

It was none other than Venerable Guangming who had been seen at Black Mountain.

Venerable Guangming pushed forward with both hands, the Great Buddha Palm Seal rolled like a torrent, while killing toward Lin Heng, he coldly said:

"Your opponent is me!"

"Go to hell."

Lin Heng casually slapped out, causing the Great Buddha Palm Seal to disintegrate on the spot, and even Venerable Guangming was swept across by the terrifying gale, flying horizontally away.

After rolling continuously for thousands of feet, crashing into a giant pit, he finally stopped.

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out without suspense.

Venerable Guangming's flesh almost collapsed, and when he looked up at that figure again, he was utterly shocked.

On the other side.

Although Lin Heng casually slapped Venerable Guangming away, at that brief moment of delay.

The Sumeru Mountain Saint Master had already arrived in front of Jigong, holding a Zen Staff in one hand, swinging it down heavily!

Jigong, who had suffered a great battle and was nearing the end of his life, had his energy reach rock bottom at this moment, though the fan swung timely, he was still struck down from the sky by this staff.

Golden blood dripped like jade beads, forming an arc, as Jigong fell below the clouds.

"What the hell is going on?"

This scene happened too suddenly, taking all onlookers by surprise.

No one expected.

Someone would strike at this moment to ambush Jigong.

"Goodness, has this Subduing Dragon reincarnation been completely rejected by the Buddhist Sect?"

"Another person from the Buddhist Sect wants to kill him?"

"Speaking of that, who is that person? Even though Jidian has experienced a great battle, he is still at the pinnacle of the human world, yet now he is severely injured?"

The crowd was astonished, unsure and suspicious.

Only a few exclaimed, "Little Sumeru Mountain, that is a Zen Master from Little Sumeru Mountain!"

"Not long ago in the Western Desert, casually subdued the Black Mountain Ghost Tree!"

"Did not expect, he also came to the battlefield!"

"And Observatory Master Qingfeng, turns out he is also here."

"Heavens, did the battle between Fa Hai and Jidian truly attract all the top powerhouses of this era?"

Countless exclaimed.

The actions of the Sumeru Mountain Saint Master shocked everyone.

The appearance of Observatory Master Qingfeng also caused a sensation.

Meanwhile, the Celestial Demon Emperor and Demon Dragon, watching the scene from the fringes, both looked grim.

"That Sumeru Mountain Saint Master sneaked an attack on Jidian?"

"Damn it, not a decent bloke!"

The Celestial Demon Emperor felt a bit disgruntled.

No matter the reason, Jidian attacking Fa Hai undoubtedly saved him and the Demon Dragon.

But as soon as Fa Hai was defeated.

Sumeru Mountain intended to kill Jidian.

This made the Celestial Demon Emperor, who usually had his own set of principles, couldn't help but curse.

The Demon Dragon, however, was more focused on Lin Heng.

"That Daoist is here too!"

The Demon Dragon frowned, as it did not have a friendly relationship with Daoism.

Not to mention that it had escaped from Lao Mountain.

Then went to Dragon and Tiger Mountain to steal the Celestial Master Sword, eventually breaking open the Demon-locking Tower in front of that Daoist.

If they meet now, wouldn't it end in a fight?

"Should we retreat first?"

The Demon Dragon suggested worriedly.

"No."

The Celestial Demon Emperor shook his head, "Let's see how it unfolds."

The Demon Dragon anxiously said, "But that Daoist is no simple character, and with your severe injuries now, what if he notices us, what then?"

The Celestial Demon Emperor calmly said, "The Daoist and I are not mortal enemies, let alone now, he still has to deal with that sly elder from Sumeru Mountain."

"How can he afford to care about us?"

"Don't worry."

"It'll be fine."

The Celestial Demon Emperor appeared calm and composed.

Hearing these familiar words, the Demon Dragon felt even more uneasy.

But it ultimately restrained what it wanted to say, nodded, and said, "Alright, I'll follow your lead."

...

"Senior."

On the battlefield, Lin Heng shot down like a stream of light, catching the falling Jigong.

At that moment, Jigong's ragged monk robes were further in tatters.

His shoulder was bitten through by the Great Mighty Celestial Dragon, revealing the golden Buddha Bone inside clearly, and now severely injured by the Sumeru Mountain Saint Master, with all bones shattered, he was already on the brink of death.

However, upon seeing Lin Heng, he still managed to muster a smile.

"You're here."

Lin Heng, filled with apology, said, "This humble Daoist has been here long, standing by as you were attacked. It is truly my fault!"

Jigong smiled clumsily, "The old monk had this calamity in life, what fault is yours? Don't blame yourself."

Lin Heng remained silent, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Among the Buddhist Sect, there were few he truly respected from his heart.

Living Buddha Jigong was one of them.

"The old monk has been to the Imperial City, met with the current Dynasty's ruler." Jigong suddenly said.

Lin Heng paused, not quite understanding his meaning, yet saw him grin and say:

"He talked about you with the old monk."

"Matters before ascension, they handle, after ascending, it's all on you."

"Daoist, impressive!"

Jigong grinned, tremblingly giving a thumbs-up.

Lin Heng said with a complicated look, "You are the true Living Buddha who cares for all beings."

Jigong paused, there was a hint of a bitter smile in his murky eyes.

He said no more, reaching for the wine gourd at his waist, but all he found after a long time was emptiness.

Only then did he realize that the wine gourd had long been shattered.

Jigong licked his lips, his eyes dim, "How unfortunate, no drink…"

Hearing this, Lin Heng took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping in all directions, shouted loudly:

"Who has wine?"

This shout was like thunder, reverberating for miles, causing mountains and forests to shake, clouds to churn.

Innumerable cultivators and demons at the edge shivered in fright.

But soon, people began to come forth one after another with Sword Control.

"I have wine here!"

"Daoist, catch this!"

"There's some here too."

"Here!"

Many wine gourds shot out like arrows, Lin Heng raised his hand to summon them, suspending each one before him.

"Senior, wine…"

Lin Heng paused, as the shabby monk in his arms had already closed his eyes, his energy fading like a tide.

Lin Heng's expression changed dramatically, hastily infused Purple Qi into Jigong's body, but while the injuries could be stabilized, the exhaustion of life force was inevitable…

At this moment, Lin Heng couldn't help but secretly blame himself, why didn't he stock up more Immortal Pills.

Just as his mind was in turmoil.

Above, another Zen Staff suddenly fell, carrying a galaxy-like Buddha Light, fiercely attacking Lin Heng.

"Damn, Daoist, watch out!!"

Cried voices arose from all around.

At this moment, a Demon Sword cut through the void, eerie black aura like the netherworld manifesting.

Clang!

It collided mid-air with the golden Zen Staff.

Tremendous ripples erupted, instantly sweeping across miles, along the way, anything touched by the ripples turned into powder.

The Demon Sword was knocked away, stabbing into the ground.

The golden Zen Staff fell from the sky, caught by the Sumeru Mountain Saint Master, but with just one glance, he was both shocked and furious.

The aura of the Zen Staff Immortal Soldier was leaking, it was damaged…