The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 598: Spiritual Witch Exposed

Just as the heavy sword was about to sweep the Buddha statue, Tang Yan withdrew his hand.

He felt that there were many unreasonable things.

If the Buddha left behind a legacy, Buddhist disciples should be given priority. But which Buddhist disciple would dare to be so disrespectful to the Buddha as to smash his golden body?

Secondly, are the spirits on the island really afraid of being reduced to ashes? Or are they just pretending to be afraid?

Third, they are in opposition to the human race. Would they really be kind enough to release the Buddha's heritage?

Fourth, these spirits dare not approach the Buddha statue within a hundred feet, so how can they be qualified to guard the Buddha? Is it the Buddha who is suppressing them?

Tang Yan looked at the Buddha statue and once again sent out his divine sense to explore its interior, but still found nothing.

After a little thought, Tang Yan deduced that there must be something inside the Buddha statue, but it was most likely not a heritage from the Buddha.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan put away his heavy sword, turned around and walked out.

"Fortunately, the young master put away his sword. Blaspheming Buddha is a great disrespect. It would be bad if he was punished!" said the snake-headed monster happily.

"These bald donkeys are so annoying and have too many rules. It is wise for you to stay away from them!" The other spirits also praised happily.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Anyway, I won't join the Buddhist sect, and the inheritance is of no benefit to me. Let's go!" Tang Yan waved his hand, and his figure soared into the air, and flew out of the island in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Tang Yan's figure disappear into the sky, the faces of the spirits who were originally excited all became gloomy.

"Why did this kid stop? He was just one step away from releasing the Burning Heaven Calamity Banner!"

“Once the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner appears, the disaster will spread rapidly to the surrounding areas with the banner as the center. Wherever it passes, the souls of all human beings will be absorbed.

Even the supreme being cannot escape the fate of having his soul extracted.

By then, the human race within the disaster area will become our nourishment, and that place will be a paradise for all our races.

What a pity, it was just a little bit short!"

"Fortunately, it was not without gain. The incomplete weapons left by the human race carry a murderous aura, which has a restraining effect on us. The Buddha does not need to distract himself to suppress us.

Now that the boy has taken all the weapons away, we can speed up the consumption of the Buddha's holy power and break the Buddha's ban on the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner as soon as possible!"

The spirits were discussing in a buzzing manner.

The snake-headed spirit walked to the front and shouted, "Brothers, we have been suppressed here for 30,000 years. The years have constantly tortured our spirits. Facing the long river of time, we are left with endless emptiness.

Although there is a way to destroy ourselves, there is still a belief that supports us to persevere, and that is that we cannot die meaninglessly!

At least we should contribute a little bit to the reappearance of the Burning Heaven Disaster Banner!

The opportunity finally came today!

For the glory of the demon race, I will go first!"

After saying this, the snake-headed spirit flew towards the Buddha statue at a rapid speed.

boom!

A muffled sound was heard, and the spirit was shattered by the Buddha's light.

A small black dot appeared on the Buddha's light that was hit by it.

"Brother Snake, you are so righteous. I will go with you!" The mud monster roared and rushed towards the Buddha statue.

Before it could get close, a beam of white light flew out from in front of the Buddha statue and hit it accurately.

With just a scream, the mud monster disappeared from this world.

In front of the Buddha statue, a figure appeared out of nowhere.

"Why is it you!" When the spirits saw Tang Yan, their color suddenly changed.

“Let’s ask the Buddha!” Tang Yan did not explain. The Divine Thunder Demon-Slaying Formation took shape in an instant and pressed towards the group of spirits.

After a while, all the spirits dissipated in the mighty thunder catastrophe.

As these spirits disappeared, the Buddha statue that had been shining brightly suddenly dimmed.

Tang Yan's mind moved, and he put out the weapons on the island again. The light on the Buddha's body became barely perceptible.

Fortunately, I secretly came back and hid, breaking the schemes of these spirits.

"Suppressing Buddha" is a cover for the spirits. In fact, the Buddha is here, suppressing a secret treasure that can destroy the human race.

They stayed here to break the Buddha's suppression.

But the weapons on the island are restraining the spirits, preventing them from moving rashly.

I wonder if I can repair all the weapons on the island, can I let the Buddha guard it longer? At least until I die of old age...

After carefully picking through the countless fragments, he finally pieced together a long sword that was complete in material but broken into four pieces.

Use spiritual power to make the mold, and the fire of creation of heaven and earth will ignite.

Soon the sword turned into liquid and flowed rapidly in the mold made of spiritual power.

After a while, the broken parts became one.

He drew a stream of water to cool the sword, and a brand new sword appeared in his hand.

A familiar feeling of gratitude rose from the long sword and penetrated into Tang Yan's body. Tang Yan was delighted that it actually worked.

There are no less than tens of thousands of weapons on the island. If they are all repaired, I wonder what changes will happen?

Without getting annoyed, Tang Yan began to classify the fragments on the ground.

After about two quarters of an hour, he pieced together a complete sword.

He repaired the sword in the same way, and a feeling of gratitude flowed into his body along the sword.

As the fragments were continuously sorted, his speed in assembling weapons became faster and faster.

After a day, he had fifty-six more weapons at his disposal.

The next day, he repaired one hundred and thirty-seven weapons.

On the third day, he repaired 205 weapons.

……

Chuiyue Lake.

A middle-aged man finally hunted down a seventh-level golden water mantis. He excitedly took out the beast core and its two front claws, and then went to collect a seventh-level elixir, the five-colored lotus, not far away.

After putting these things into the storage ring, the man showed a bright smile on his face.

He is from the Lingwu tribe and his name is Leng Ye.

As an elite spiritual wizard, he did not concentrate on practicing to obtain the throne, but was outside carrying out missions to obtain the throne.

Every time you complete a task, you will get points, which can be exchanged for various resources in Wending.

Although they had lost their homes, fortunately Wen Ding was good to them. As long as they worked hard for Wen Ding, they never had a shortage of elixirs for cultivation.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly felt something strange behind me.

He turned around suddenly and found five people behind him, looking at him with ill intentions.

Seeing these five people, Leng Ye's heart sank slightly.

Although four of them only have innate strength, he cannot tell the strength of the man in brocade clothes who is leading the group, and he may very well be a master of the monarch level.

"Sir, we were the first to discover the five-colored lotus, but it was not mature at that time, so we did not rush to take it. Please return it to us!" said the leading man in brocade clothes proudly.

"Things without an owner will be owned by those who are destined to own them. Don't you guys not understand this principle?" Leng Ye did not give in.

The man in brocade clothes showed a playful smile on his face: "No matter if there is an owner or not, the capable one will take the place. Don't you understand this principle?

Originally I just wanted the Five-Colored Lotus, now give me your storage ring!"

"Here you go!" Leng Ye took off the ring and threw it over, then turned and ran away.

After the man in brocade clothes took it, he realized it was a stone. He flashed and chased after Leng Ye.

Leng Ye felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and he hurriedly slapped out his palm to fight back, but because of this delay, he was stopped by the man in brocade clothes.

"A mere fifth-grade king, can he escape from my grasp?" The man in brocade clothes sneered contemptuously, and a powerful sword energy rushed towards Leng Ye.

The breath of death instantly surged through Leng Ye's body.

Almost subconsciously, a green light enveloped himself.

"Bang!" The sword energy swept across Leng Ye, and Leng Ye's body was knocked away.

The green light shield shattered, but he was not seriously injured.

However, Leng Ye did not feel the joy of escaping the disaster. His face turned pale and his heart sank to the bottom.

The skills of the Spirit Witch Clan... he accidentally exposed them!

I just hope the other party doesn’t recognize it.

"This is a storage ring. Please put it in the next way out. I will repay you for not killing me in the future!" Without hesitation, Leng Ye took off the storage ring, threw it to the man in brocade clothes, and then quickly ran away.

The man in brocade clothes didn't even look at the ring. His eyes were fixed on Leng Ye, his gaze full of ferocity and fiery passion!

The sect has been investigating the Lingwu clan for such a long time but has made no progress, and finally we have a clue!

Make a difference and get rich, today is the day!

A tiger god with white forehead and drooping eyes suddenly rushed towards Leng Ye.