Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 303: The Great Tornado! A Vow to Live and Die with the Temple, Sudden Upheaval!

Chapter 303: The Great Tornado! A Vow to Live and Die with the Temple, Sudden Upheaval!

If the Vajra Dharma form were to fall, the cultivators present would likely not escape slaughter, as they had no way to withstand the flood dragon. Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed tightly on the two vast Dharma forms battling in the sky.

Just then, the flood dragon exhaled a mist. A cyan poison fog instantly spread across the skies above Jinguang Temple, and the venom was visible to the naked eye!

If not for the protection of Jinguang Temple’s mountain-guarding formation, it would already have swept inside completely.

Behind the Vajra Dharma form rose a blazing golden fire wheel. It swung its Demonslayer Staff, sending out blinding flames of Buddha-light.

Boom!

Boom!

Crack!

Explosions and shattering sounds resounded all around as the Vajra Dharma form forcibly tore through the flood dragon’s spell domain.

Yet, the Buddha light around it grew ever dimmer. The flood dragon roared in fury, like a storm crashing upon a mountain. With a sweep of its tail, countless cracks spread across the Vajra Dharma form.

Anyone with eyes could see that the Vajra Dharma form was no match for this flood dragon.

The dragon’s body gleamed with divine radiance, and its presence was transcendent. Even the second realm experts present dared not draw a full breath. There was the oppressive feeling of standing before a creature out of myth.

In the void, the flood dragon’s maw lit with dazzling brilliance, gathering the spirit qi of heaven and earth, and blasted it straight onto the Vajra Dharma form.

Boom!

More cracks spread, golden fissures covering its form, its radiance growing dimmer still.

When he saw this, Master Yushu’s heart sank. He had not expected that even after being sealed for centuries, this monstrous dragon would still possess such terrifying might. Yet because of the wound he had suffered at that young girl’s hand, he could not bring out his full strength. He was far from a match for this beast.

“The disciples of that old bastard, Jinguang, have only this pitiful level of skill?” The flood dragon’s arrogance surged sky-high. His voice was unbearably domineering, and his laughter was wild and unrestrained.

It seemed that his injury was even worse than he had imagined.

“Wind, rise!” the flood dragon bellowed coldly.

At once, countless gales swept across heaven and earth, gradually gathering toward him. Then, a tornado erupted from flat ground! A massive dragon-twister connected heaven and earth, striking straight toward the Vajra Dharma form.

This was the third realm; one could stir the forces of heaven and earth, and wielded the might of the cosmos to suppress the mortal world. Such terrifying divine arts of slaughter were beyond imagination. Even the mountain-guarding formation of Jinguang Temple was wavering before this heavenly phenomenon.

Within that dreadful dragon-twister surged domineering gales, like countless sharp sabers. Just a single glance brought with it the agony of one’s very soul being torn apart.

At this time, the Vajra Dharma form sighed inwardly. So the calamity fated for Jinguang Temple... was to be a catastrophe of annihilation!

He raised his Demonslayer Staff, which instantly expanded into a massive dharma weapon over ten zhang tall. Golden Buddhist script covered its surface.

Yet, the Yang Spirit within held too little power, causing the Vajra Demon-Subduing Seal’s strength to weaken. It was simply insufficient to withstand the flood dragon’s divine art of slaughter.

All present saw this clearly, and dread arose in their hearts.

Boom!

The great dragon-twister, carrying heaven and earth’s killing force, smashed down upon the Vajra Dharma form. At this time, the Demonslayer Staff blocked for but an instant before being completely shredded apart.

Yet, to everyone’s astonishment, the dragon-twister did not grievously wound the Vajra Dharma form. Instead, it gradually ceased its rotation. Its momentum weakened, and its speed slowed down!

Seeing this, the flood dragon’s gaze darkened. What was happening!? Could it be... that Jinguang Temple was hiding another third realm Yang Spirit powerhouse!?

He had seized the body of Master Xuming, slaughtered Jinguang Temple’s martial monks, plundered their blood and essence, and restored part of his strength.

Originally, he had planned to use this great dragon-twister to grind Yushu to death, then take the chance to bathe Jinguang Temple in blood! That divine art had consumed a vast amount of his power, so how could it suddenly stop for no reason!?

Thinking of this, the flood dragon was enraged.

“Roar!” A heaven-shaking dragon’s cry erupted.

His body turned into a streak of flowing light, diving straight at the Vajra Dharma form. The surrounding space itself seemed twisted by the terrifying force spilling out.

“Buddha’s radiance, shine upon all!” The Vajra Dharma form pressed his palms together.

Heaven and earth burst with dazzling golden light, so much so that no one could keep their eyes open.

Boom!

The flood dragon’s killing might was overwhelming; it was an unbridled force that could topple mountains and overturn cities. It forcibly tore through the Buddha’s radiance. Although its momentum was diminished somewhat, it was still terrifying.

The mountain-guarding formation of Jinguang Temple seemed to sense the crisis, instantly expanding its range and blocking the flood dragon in front.

Boom!

Boom!

The flood dragon rammed into the formation again and again. In just a few breaths, the entire mountain-guarding formation shattered with a thunderous crash.

At this time, several streaks of Jinguang shot forth. The six great high monks of Jinguang Temple each manifested their primordial-spirit Dharma forms, striking out to kill.

Master Yushu’s heart sank. “Did I not tell you to guard Wuse, not to act rashly!?”

Among them, one Dharma form radiated blazing golden flames, coiling around him like a golden dragon.

He was the first to speak, “How could we stand by while master’s master gives his life for the temple? The abbot, too, shares this resolve.”

With the mountain-guarding formation shattered, one figure after another emerged. They were the monks of Jinguang Temple. Their gazes were resolute, their expressions solemn.

“We swear to live and die with our mountain gate!” A sonorous, resounding cry echoed out, and the voice shook all of Jinguang Temple.

The Vajra Dharma form let out a gratified laugh and said, “Good! This is the bearing the disciples of my Buddhist sect should possess!”

Beams of golden Buddha-light flared one after another, ultimately converging onto the Vajra Dharma form in the void. The Buddhist arts cultivated in Jinguang Temple all shared the same origin.

Now, borrowing the foundation of the mountain-guarding formation, they reinforced the Vajra Dharma form in the sky.

The dark clouds above were dispersed by the golden radiance. The Buddha’s light was gentle yet vast and sublime beyond comparison. A flicker of fear stirred in the flood dragon’s heart; he could hardly bear to face that Jinguang.

“Subdue the demon!” The Vajra Dharma form’s voice echoed throughout Jinguang Temple.

The boundless incense and prayer power over this ancient Buddhist temple surged into the Dharma form. At last, it condensed into a colossal golden palm.

Boom!

The dazzling golden palm imprint struck directly toward the flood dragon, and the flood dragon’s demonic aura dimmed in an instant. If he were suppressed by this palm imprint, his very soul would likely be sealed away once more.

The Vajra Dharma form’s heart leapt with joy.

Jinguang Temple’s calamity might yet be averted. Layer after layer of radiant shockwaves rippled outward, blanketing the entire temple. The crushing pressure made it nearly impossible to breathe!

Suddenly, an overwhelming surge of demonic qi burst out of the Merit Grove, shattering its restraints. Though it did not break fully free, even the portion that leaked out was far more powerful than the flood dragon’s aura just now.

From this alone, one could imagine just how terrifying the true master of that demonic aura must be!

In the end... was I still one step short? the Vajra Dharma form sighed inwardly.

Inside the towering pagoda, Master Wuse pressed his palms together as he sat cross-legged. A hazy black shadow surfaced upon his face, shrouding his original features.

Within three chi before him, everything was engulfed by black demonic flames. Faint threads of golden light flickered within, like a candle flame struggling in the night wind ready to be snuffed out at any moment.

Master Wuse had steeled himself, prepared to sacrifice his life for the Dharma. Yet, he underestimated the power of the heart demon within him.

In the span of a breath, he was almost completely consumed by the demonic qi. He could not withstand it at all. It was as if some ancient, terrifying great demon was about to awaken.

That primeval aura made hearts tremble.

In the void above, the flood dragon, pinned down by the golden palm imprint, suddenly erupted with joy in his eyes.

“Hehehe... What a ridiculous joke that Jinguang Temple should actually harbor such a thing! How dare you!” His voice was wild with arrogance and tinged with disbelief.