Chapter 147: Chapter 101: The Fall of the Yellow-Robed Monk, The Sentient Black Crow Flame_1
Once activated, the Spiritual Artifact of Yellow Grade low quality, the Buddha Beads, once again hovered in the void.
Creating a pale yellow Energy Shield about one and a half meters in radius,
thoroughly enveloping the Yellow-Robed Monk inside.
[Boom!!!]
As time passed, a Thunderous Force with a radius of about ten meters suddenly struck with incredible precision towards the location of the Yellow-Robed Monk.
Protected by the Spiritual Artifact of Yellow Grade low quality, the Yellow-Robed Monk,
the Yellow-Robed Monk sustained no damage.
However, some scratches seemed to appear on the floating Yellow Buddhist Beads in the void.
“Demon, you deserve to die…”
The Yellow-Robed Monk waved his hand, recalling the Yellow Buddhist Beads in the void back to himself.
Afterward, he inspected the scratched beads in his hand.
His expression gradually began to look ugly.
This string of Buddha Beads, he had gotten them after much hardship,
having begged them from those Holy Monks above.
Even to say that these Spiritual Artifact Buddha Beads were the Yellow-Robed Monk’s trump card would not be wrong.
But now, the Spiritual Artifact Buddha Beads showed significant damage because of the people before him.
This was something the Yellow-Robed Monk could hardly bear.
…
The Yellow-Robed Monk rapidly closed the distance to the middle-aged cultivator.
Just as he was about to reach the middle-aged cultivator,
the sound of thunder roared anew in the void.
Above his head appeared another column of thunder, about ten meters in radius, formed by the terrifying Thunderous Force.
“Again???”
The Yellow-Robed Monk looked at the column of thunder forming continuously in the sky.
His brows furrowed slightly.
He retreated further back,
waving his hand again to activate the Yellow Buddhist Beads in his hand.
As the Qi-Blood Force activated the Yellow Buddhist Beads, they floated back into the void.
A pale yellow Energy Shield,
once again emerged beside the Yellow-Robed Monk.
[Rumble…]
Moments later, the column imbued with horrific power descended.
This time, after the Buddha Beads forcefully resisted the dreadful Thunderous Force,
the damage to the beads grew increasingly severe.
Even a small area on the beads began to show some charred color.
…
After sensing these changes in the Buddha Beads,
endless rage gradually surfaced in the Yellow-Robed Monk’s heart.
“Demon, I must admit you do have some skill, but it’s a pity…”
“In the end, victory still belongs to this poor monk.”
The Yellow-Robed Monk said, moving towards the direction of the middle-aged cultivator before him.
This time, he learned from his previous lesson,
not recalling the Yellow Buddhist Beads floating above his head.
“All of this should end…”
The Yellow-Robed Monk muttered to himself.
Then, he once again lifted his extremely pale right hand.
On the palm of his right hand, the light of Buddha started to flicker.
But just as he was about to slap the person from the Divine Sword Sect to death,
the sound of thunder roared again.
Above his head appeared another column of thunder, this one much darker in color.
However, different from the previous two, this time the thunder column had a radius of a full thirty meters.
Its power was clearly several times more terrifying than the previous two.
…
Seeing the thunder column about thirty meters in radius above his head,
the Yellow-Robed Monk was momentarily stunned.
Then, he kind of lost his composure: “You bastards from the Divine Sword Sect, damn your mothers, can’t you just be straightforward and finish me in one go?”
While speaking, the Yellow-Robed Monk frantically fled towards the distance.
He seemed to be trying to rely on his speed to escape the attack of the thirty-meter-radius thunder column.
If the ten-meter thunder column could cause such damage to his Buddha Beads,
what would happen if he were directly hit by this thirty-meter one?
Would he have any good outcomes then?
Even if he somehow survived the strike of this thunder column,
what about the Buddha Beads in his hands…
Clearly, they would be completely destroyed.
That was something the Yellow-Robed Monk found hard to accept.
…
The Yellow-Robed Monk was fast,
With the blessing of the Buddha Beads,
he was even faster than the average Viscera Refinement Refining Stage cultivator.
However, he seems to have underestimated the locking ability of the thirty-meter-radius thunder column.
Just moments later, the thunder column with a radius of about thirty meters,
directly locked onto the Yellow-Robed Monk’s position,
and plummeted straight towards him.
…
The ground trembled.
The terrifying sound of the boom continued to ring in one’s ears.
Clouds of dust billowed into everyone’s line of sight.
As the dust gradually dissipated,
what the middle-aged cultivator from the Divine Sword Sect, as well as the group of young cultivators, could see,
was someone naked, charred black all over, with no hair on their body,
white smoke coming out of their mouth, seemingly on the verge of expiration. Was that the Yellow-Robed Monk?
There was nothing else to be seen.
Oh, wait.
There appeared to be a string of charred black beads, seemingly completely damaged Yellow Grade low-quality Buddha Beads, beneath the feet of the apparent Yellow-Robed Monk.
“You bastards from the Divine Sword Sect…”
“You should die, all of you should die…”
That Yellow-Robed Monk,
was now somewhat delirious from the electrocution.
And just as the Yellow-Robed Monk’s sanity began to return, with the intent to escape promptly,