Chapter 94: Has the Wanfo Temple headquarters been cleared out?
The Main Hall is majestic, solemn and magnificent.

The sunlight shines through the glazed tiles on the eaves and falls into the hall, giving the Buddha statue a layer of sacred golden light.

The Great Hall of the Buddha is unusual today. A solemn and murderous atmosphere permeates the air, and the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures carries a hint of sadness and despair.

In the center of the hall, a pure gold Buddha statue stands tall.

The face of the eminent monk on the left side of the Buddha statue is hideous and distorted, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

The body has merged into the Buddha statue, and the golden skin shines brightly in the sun, yet exudes a sense of weirdness and horror.

At this moment, in the main hall, the statues of Arhats, Bodhisattvas and Buddha all moved. Driven by the demonic energy of the monk, they turned into fierce attacks and rushed towards Su Jing.

Su Jing moved, and black chains flew out from his sleeves in an instant, like a snake coming out of a cave, drawing strange arcs in the air.

The statues that rushed over were shattered by the chains and turned into pieces of golden debris.

The monk was not afraid at all. He laughed wildly, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

Suddenly, the entire main hall began to shake, and an invisible force was gathering.

Su Jing's mind moved, and he thought to himself: "To capture the thief and the leader, we must first break the evil spirit of this monk!"

So he took a deep breath, held the black spear in his hand, and pointed the tip of the spear at the monk.

The gun body shook, and countless ghost clones poured out from the tip of the gun, turning into fierce attacks and rushing straight towards the monk.

The monk's expression changed slightly, but then he sneered and waved his hands.
The golden Buddha statue suddenly burst into brilliant light, defeating those ghost clones one by one.

Su Jing exerted all his strength to the extreme, and his body turned into a black lightning, rushing towards the monk.

When the monk saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he formed seals with his hands. The golden Buddha statue suddenly burst into dazzling light, forming a golden barrier.

Su Jing's black spear pierced the golden barrier fiercely, making a deafening sound.

The entire main hall was shaking under the impact of this force.

When the monk saw this, a sinister smile flashed in his eyes.

With his hands clasped together and muttering something, the golden Buddha statue suddenly burst into an even brighter light.

Su Jing had no time to think about it. He could only put all his strength into his spear and attack the monk fiercely.

Two powerful forces collided in the air, making a deafening noise.

There was chaos in the main hall. The statues of Buddha, Arhat and Bodhisattva shattered into pieces of golden debris that floated down.

The battle between Su Jing and the monk has lasted for a long time. The golden light and the black light are intertwined in the air, like two giant dragons fighting.

Every collision made a deafening sound, shaking the entire main hall slightly.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Su Jing keenly captured the monk's flaw.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the black spear instantly turned into a black lightning, piercing towards the monk's chest at a rapid speed.

The monk felt the fierce murderous aura and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

I tried my best to dodge, but it was too late.

The black spear pierced his chest, and blood splattered everywhere.

The monk's body began to collapse and disintegrate, and the golden light gradually dissipated.

He stared with his eyes wide open, unable to believe that he would be defeated by Su Jing.

The despair and unwillingness spread in his heart, making his face hideous and distorted.

"This...this is impossible!"

The monk's voice was trembling, and every word revealed his fear and despair: "I... How could I lose to a brat like you!" He tried to struggle, but his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force and he could not move.

He could only watch his body collapse bit by bit, and the feeling of powerlessness almost drove him crazy.

"Spare...spare me..."

The monk suddenly began to beg for mercy, his voice full of fear and pleading: "I... I can give you everything you want, as long as you let me go..."

However, Su Jing remained unmoved.

He looked at the monk coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

To show mercy to such an enemy would be irresponsible.

Seeing that his begging for mercy was in vain, the monk began to become hysterical.

He cursed Su Jing loudly, his voice full of malice and hatred: "You... you damned fellow! I curse you to die a miserable death! I curse you to never be reborn!"

The voice echoed in the main hall, but Su Jing seemed not to hear it.

He watched indifferently as the monk's body completely collapsed and disintegrated, turning into a pile of dust and scattering on the ground.

With the death of the monk, the entire main hall fell silent.

The statues that were originally moving also turned into dust one by one and scattered all over the ground.

The sun shone into the hall again, but at this moment the Great Hall had lost its former solemnity and sacredness. It was now in a state of disarray and ruin.

Su Jing stood in the center of the hall, looking at the golden fragments and dust all over the ground.

The members of the Red Moon Organization and the Mountain of Beasts,

Hearing the earth-shaking sound coming from the main hall, they rushed in one after another.

Li Fuyin, Xu Zhuwei, Yang Jian, Huang Jiahao and others were at the forefront, their eyes full of tension and concern.

When he saw Su Jing standing there quietly, unharmed, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The main hall was in a mess.

The Buddha statue collapsed, the Arhat shattered, and golden dust filled the air like a lingering smoke.

Various instruments and scriptures were scattered on the ground, some of which were smashed to pieces while others remained intact.

There was still a faint Buddhist incense and a barely perceptible smell of blood in the air, as if telling of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.

As the most expert in perception in the organization, Huang Jiahao clearly felt that the mysterious energy that had previously blocked detection had disappeared.

He knew in his heart that the eminent monk in the main hall had either suffered serious injuries or had suffered a fatal blow from Su Jing.

This is also the reason why they dared to rush in without any scruples.

Looking at the scene before them, everyone couldn't help but feel shocked.

One can imagine what a fierce battle had just broken out here.

But since Su Jing, who was standing there, was unharmed, it meant that their side had achieved an overwhelming victory.

Originally, some members of Wanshou Mountain were skeptical about joining the Red Moon Organization. They were worried that their status would be affected and that their interests would be harmed.

But at this moment, when they witnessed Su Jing's powerful strength and extraordinary courage with their own eyes, all their doubts disappeared.

She was deeply impressed by Su Jing and was willing to follow him to create their future together.

(End of this chapter)