Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents - Chapter 48

Chapter 48: Chapter Forty-eight: Sword Destruction,

Three-fold Cause and Effect, Three Conditions

Translator: 549690339

Rod shadows covered the sky, but were artfully arranged, stirring up a primordial qi storm, blocking all escape routes. With one blow, gods and demons would find it hard to avoid.

At this moment, the old monk in front also made his move.

“Devil Slayer Palm!” His full power surged out and turned into a palm print that struck Jiang Ming’s chest. Not only did it not destroy the Dao Resonance of the rod shadows, but it made the attack even more terrifying.

Jiang Ming condensed his qi into a sword, drew a line in the sky, and unleashed a torrent of murderous aura that cut through the sky of rod shadows. As the power vibrated, he sent everyone flying away.

“Impossible!” The old monk was also blown away, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the sword mark on his chest that almost cut him in half, his face extremely pale.

“The Tathagata Demon Subduing Array, combined with my secret skill-enhanced blow, is difficult even for a Great Grandmaster to resist, but you managed to break it with a casual strike and heavily injured me,” he said, as if he had seen a ghost.

Jiang Ming did not respond. His long sword shattered with a bang. With a wave of his hand, it transformed into the fastest and sharpest flying blades that went straight for everyone’s brows.

Even the old monk in front couldn’t dodge it. His brow was pierced through, and with his eyes wide open and staring at Jiang Ming, he fell to the ground and died with a twitch of his lips.

Jiang Ming looked up at the sky, flicked his clothes, stepped on the stairway, and walked up.

Countless onlookers were already stupefied.

“The formation composed of thirty-six Innate Monks can contend with a Great Grandmaster, but it was broken with a single sword. Am I seeing things, or am I dreaming? Even if he is strong, it shouldn’t be to this extent, right?”

“So strong that it’s terrifying, so strong that it makes people’s hearts tremble.”

“Do any of you know that old monk in front? If you do, you’ll find this even more horrifying. He is Master Guangfa, a highly respected figure. Although not at the Great Grandmaster Realm, he is one of the most top-tier Grandmasters. After using his secret skill, he should be able to hold his own against a Great Grandmaster for a short time, but even that, combined with the rod formation, was defeated and killed by a casual strike.”

“Watching this makes my blood boil.”

“Not just boiling, but completely overwhelmed!”

After a moment of silence, there was an endless cry of astonishment.

Those who came to watch were all powerful individuals.

This kind of slaughter scene, with inhuman combat power and extremely fast-paced battles, was incredibly unbelievable.

Even Lu Yuan felt the same way. He sighed, “I thought that after breaking through, my strength would be close to his, but now it seems that the gap is getting bigger and bigger. With a casual strike, he has unmatched power, like a martial god descending to earth, the son of heaven himself.”

“Yes,” constable Jin pursed her lips, her eyes slightly hazy. “This thigh is so thick.”

“You should know the exact thickness of his thigh,” Lu Yuan said weirdly.

Jin gave him a sidelong glance and quickly caught up.

“Brother Jiang has gained another little fan!” Lu Yuan pinched his chin. “Lan is one, Ninth Princess’s eyes are also different when looking at him. That Tian Zhi Jiaozi, a peerless talented beauty whose martial art talent is even stronger than mine, was tamed after just a few encounters, and he doesn’t even know it. And there’s this little chili pepper, who is set on becoming a constable – her heart must have been branded by Brother Jiang’s image.”

“I’m jealous, so jealous. Why isn’t there at least one of these stunning genius women who would fall for me? What if I show off my Great Grandmaster charisma later on? Will there be any beautiful women taking the initiative to approach? There must be, definitely not just one, should say countless.”

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but laugh when he thought of the wonderful idea. He took a step forward, covering more than ten meters, and quickly caught up. The other powerful individuals also hurriedly ascended the stairs.

Cloud Mountain was where Dalin Temple was located, surrounded by clouds and fog, with sandalwood lingering in the air and the sound of bells faintly discernible. It had an atmosphere of harmony.

Several great monks were leaning over the railing, watching intently.

Seeing the rod formation broken, and Master Guangfa and others killed, they couldn’t help but bow their heads and chant, “Amitabha Buddha.”

“Abbot, the demon head is too strong. What should we do?”

The other monks all looked at the monk in the middle, who happened to be the abbot of Dalin Temple, Master Pudu. His bald head gleamed, a white beard fluttered on his chest, and he held prayer beads in his hand, counting them one by one, reciting indecipherable scriptures.

Abbot Pudu paused for a moment.

“Amitabha Buddha, it is not that he is too strong, but that he is beyond imagination,” he said in a low voice, continuing to turn the prayer beads. “Our previous arrangements will not work anymore. To suppress this demon, we must put aside all calculations and unite all parties. Apprentice Brother Puguang, Apprentice Brother Pufa, you two will lead them all to the temple at Baiyun Platform, where we will subdue the demon.”

“All my fellow apprentice brothers and sisters have already analyzed Jiang Ming’s character. He is vengeful, ruthless in his actions, and doesn’t leave any survivors once he attacks. Don’t hold any lucky thoughts.”

“He’s walking very slowly on his way here, building momentum and accumulating power. He’s coming with the intention of destroying our sect.”

“If we don’t win this battle, our millennia of foundation will be destroyed in an instant, and we will be too ashamed to face the Buddha Master.”

“If we don’t win, we die!”

“If we don’t win, we are the sinners of our sect.”

“Exhaust everything, kill this demon!”

Abbot Pudu leaped forward.

Everyone else followed closely.

Stepping on the stairs, passing the pavilion and the viewing platform, to Jiang Ming’s surprise, there was no obstruction at all.

In the end, he saw a huge platform in front of him. On one side was a large bell being struck by a monk, making a deep, resonant sound.

In the center of the ground were nine huge tripods arranged in a line, each with a thick incense stick as thick as a child’s arm. The smoke rose like pillars, reaching high into the sky.

Surrounded by monks armed with steel rods, glaring at him in anger, they hated that they could not rush up to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

There was a row of big monks right in front of him.

Further behind was an extremely imposing great hall, filled with many novices sitting and reciting the Demon Slayer scriptures.

Jiang Ming finally stopped in front of them.

After a glance, his heart trembled.

“It’s no wonder that Dalin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. This foundation, in the whole world, I’m afraid no sect can match!” Jiang Ming admired.

All the surrounding rod monks were in the Innate Realm.

It’s really incredible.

Apart from this, there were twelve Grandmaster-level strong men and two Great Grandmasters.

This was the accumulation of Dalin Temple.

Just by looking at this display, Jiang Ming understood that they were going all out to fight him and annihilate him.

At the same time, he also sensed that there were many powerful people hidden inside the great hall, with auras clearly different from the Dalin Temple monks.

Sun and Moon Demon Sect? North Barbarian? Crown Prince’s men? Invited strong people from other forces?

It didn’t matter anyway.

“Amitabha Buddha, 1 am Abbot Pudu. Pleased to meet you,” Abbot Pudu walked up and chanted a Buddha’s name. He said seriously, “Master Jiang, the past is like smoke in the wind, drifting away without a trace. Can we turn the page on our past? Cause and effect, right and wrong, are nothing but illusions. Master Jiang, you can mention your conditions!”

“Forget the past? You make it sound easy!” Jiang Ming smiled and said, “I have three conditions. If you agree, we can let bygones be bygones!”

“Please explain!” Abbot Pudu was slightly surprised, but if they could avoid fighting, he really didn’t want to take action.

In the past, Jiang Ming’s battle record was only hearsay, but the battle at the base of the mountain made him see Jiang Ming’s true terror.

He was simply not human.

“I have no connection with your Dalin Temple, but outside Mount Dependence City, your disciple Huijian attacked me. Although he is dead, this is your cause and effect; it was also outside Mount Dependence City, Vajra Monk tried to encircle and kill me, this is the second causal connection; at the foot of the mountain, aside from not apologizing, you clearly want to take action against me for the third time, this again is a causal connection.”+ament+”” +”My life is very valuable, you tried to kill me three times. I only want three conditions for you to resolve our cause and effect.”+ament+”

Even with Abbot Pudu’s state of mind, he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth at this explanation.

Although they tried to kill him, what was the result?

All were killed by him.

Now he has come to kill at the gate of the temple, who can I appeal to?

He could only suppress the anger in his heart.

Jiang Ming raised a finger, and his voice carried far away: “The first condition: I want all the scriptures of your Dalin Temple.”

Abbot Pudu’s expression slightly stiffened..