Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 589 - 376: The Disappearance of the Reincarnation Pill, True Technique Twenty-Level Sitting and Watching, The Battle of Xilu.

The burning temple, the sobbing evening breeze, the brilliant Dao domain, all intertwine with the monks' roar of anger and their cries, drilling into Yi Chen's ears.

With the obstruction of the Mirror Body, the Heavenly Dragon Dignitary sacrificed his life to only delay Yi Chen by a mere incense stick's worth of time, without achieving any breakthrough—merely postponing the destruction of the Great Weide Heavenly Dragon Temple by that brief period.

Yi Chen clutched the black crystal in his palm, feeling the inexhaustible rise of Deep Red Points, and his heart suddenly filled with joy.

The black crystal in his hand reminded him of the Seventh Prince who had died by his hand; this black crystal felt somewhat similar to the demon heart merged with him, yet upon closer examination, it was also strikingly different, profoundly mysterious.

Alas, the Heavenly Dragon Dignitary's Cultivation Body was overextended to the limit, and after he extracted this peculiar crystal, he entered the Pure Yang Flame Prison, turning into a cooked chicken, leaving Yi Chen wanting to inquire but with no means to begin.

At that moment, within the burning temple, a figure seemingly moving slowly yet quickly, walked out.

This man was sturdy in build, like an iron tower, wearing a fiery red kasaya, and he was none other than Jue Xin, the Evilslaying Monk who had lain in ambush for him over two years ago.

Like the collapse of a golden mountain or a jade pillar, Jue Xin suddenly knelt down a hundred meters in front of Yi Chen, actually beginning to approach him with bows and kowtows.

"What is this, master? Could it be that you wish for me to spare you?" Yi Chen sneered.

Looking at his once powerful and preaching adversary now prostrated before him, a trace of satisfaction couldn't help but surge in his heart.

"Jue Xin is willing to submit to execution, to kill or to flay, at your command. Enough people have died already, the abbot died by your hand, now with the addition of Jue Xin, I wonder if it can offset the wrath of Yi Taoist."

Sorrow and indignation filled the face of the Evilslaying Monk.

He resolutely went to his death because he knew that everyone could escape except him; he had no hope for mercy.

"Truly touching, tsk, tsk, impressive." Yi Chen's hand ceaselessly rolled the black crystal, when suddenly he realized the speed of absorbing Deep Red Points had quickened further. This piqued his curiosity and he mockingly asked,

"May I ask Master Jue Xin, what is this thing? The Heavenly Dragon of your temple, a heart of Buddha, I was curious and took the liberty of extracting it for a look."

"But instead of finding a heart of great brightness, it was a black heart, why is that?"

"It even has a bit of demonic stench~"

As he reached this point, Yi Chen couldn't help but curl his lip, while secretly activating his mind's eye to closely observe the expression on Jue Xin's face.

"The object in the hands of Daoist Friend is a strange treasure from our temple's abbot, obtained from Kutuo Temple, the Demon's Relic. The abbot did not explain the rest to me."

Jue Xin stood up, bowed his head, and continued to pay respects, proceeding forward. Regarding Yi Chen's question, he was completely open, freely sharing, with a glimmer of holy sacrifice in his eyes.

"Jue Xin, do you think the actions of the Great Weide Heavenly Dragon Temple are right or wrong?" Yi Chen suddenly asked.

At this moment, even as an enemy, whether it was Jue Xin, the Heavenly Dragon Dignitary, or Han Shan and Hanye, the old monks of Cold Mountain, their unity had left a deep impression on Yi Chen.

"For the great cause of Buddhism, for the establishment of a Buddhist kingdom on earth, to truly stop killing, necessary sacrifices are inevitable."

"Yi Taoist, if one has to sacrifice one person to save thousands, tens of thousands, a million people, how would you choose?"

This time, Jue Xin did not continue to kneel but stood up straight, expressionless, and spoke to Yi Chen.

"Impressive, your righteousness is admirable."

Yi Chen looked at the earnest Jue Xin, but suddenly burst into loud laughter, leaning forward and backward as if he had heard an incredibly funny joke.

"Is it really that laughable?"

Jue Xin forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke in a deep voice.

Biding more time, the temple could evacuate one more person through the individual teleportation formation in secrecy. That was why he appeared after the Heavenly Dragon Dignitary fell.

"Jue Xin, do you know? This is the very reason why I can never walk the same path as you, you reek of hypocrisy to me."

At that moment, Yi Chen's frivolous expression turned grave, and he spoke coldly.

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"Sacrificing one to save millions, what wrong is there in our temple's actions?"

"Sacrificing one to save millions, there is no wrong," Yi Chen shook his head, slowly walked towards the distant Holy Halberd embedded in the ground, flicked his finger lightly against the halberd's edge. As the clear sound rang out, he suddenly turned around, pulled out the halberd, and slashed!

The terrifying Extreme Origin exploded outwards from Yi Chen as the epicenter in a fan shape, rushing towards the distant temple.

This strike had the power to move mountains and destroy spirits.

All at once, the Buddha formation formed in a circle by the many monks battling the Mirror Body instantly stiffened, soon to be overwhelmed by the boundless Extreme Origin.

Suddenly, the grand temple that had stood for thousands of years disintegrated.

Building debris flew all around under the powerful impact.

"No!"

"Why!"

"I am willing to die, to be at your disposal. The abbot has also passed away. Why must you do this, Yi Chengzi? You are in vain a high person of the Dao Sect, you are a demon, you are the True Demon!"

The face of the Evilslaying Monk Jue Xin was a complex tapestry of intense anger and sorrow, as he suddenly turned back to glare at Yi Chen.

At that moment, a somewhat charred tip of a Buddha stupa fell from the sky, landing beside the two men. The tip of the stupa still swirled with tiny sparks, which were then extinguished by a gust of wind, much like the fate of the millennia-old temple.

Yi Chen coldly watched Jue Xin, his lips gradually splitting to reveal two rows of white, bare teeth.

"Master Jue Xin, sacrificing one to save millions, there is no wrong."

"But the one who is sacrificed must be willing to make the sacrifice, not for the Great Weide Heavenly Dragon Temple to decide, not for the Buddhist followers to determine."