Chapter 118: Splashing Blood All Over You

  In the palm of Jiang Feng's hand, a small hilt was suspended. It was exactly what the person sitting there had thrown over. At this moment, on top of the hilt, a sharp sword energy was emanating. This sword energy not only pierced into Jiang Feng's palm but also followed his arm towards his body. Even the entire outer layer of Jiang Feng's body was enveloped by the sword energy. Now, Jiang Feng could be dismembered by the sword energy at any moment.

  When the sound of Lan dance rose, a long sword appeared on Jiang Feng's left hand. The sword was wrapped in thick killing intent. As soon as the sword appeared, Jiang Feng's surroundings were instantly filled with the breath of killing intent.

  Huang Shu, who was sitting in the place where he had just fallen, suddenly felt a shocking aura appear in the darkness. This aura instantly enveloped him, making his whole body feel like it was falling into an ice cellar.

  The image of the sitting Buddha on the ground was also infected by the evil spirit after the appearance of the ghost sword. Even a thousand miles away, cultivators felt a surge of evil spirit appearing at the sitting Buddha.

  As soon as the ghost sword appeared, Jiang Feng took the ghost sword to chop the hilt of his right hand. Before the ghost sword even touched the hilt, Jiang Feng was blown away by a force. The ghost sword and the hilt both fell to the ground. The surrounding evil energy also began to dissipate at this time.

  The flying Lan dance arrived at Jiang Feng's side and helped him up. Jiang Feng's right hand was covered in blood, and his right arm had many cracks on it. The meridians inside his arm were also severely damaged. Even the meridians inside his body suffered some damage.

  "Are you all right?" Jiang Feng asked.

  Lan Wu glared at Jiang Feng and said irritably, "Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet. Didn't I tell you not to look for trouble? Can't even drink a little less?"

  Listening to Lan Wu's scolding, Jiang Feng tidied up the spiritual energy that had become a mess inside his body. After the spiritual energy calmed down, he walked towards the place where he was before. When he got there, Jiang Feng saw the Ghost Sword inserted into the ground, and another sword hilt was beside the Ghost Sword.

  "You go back first and don't come out," Jiang Feng said to Lan Wu.

  Lan Wu knew that Jiang Feng was going to retrieve the sword hilt, and she didn't disappear, instead staying by his side. Although she also knew she couldn't be of much help, she still didn't disappear.

  Knowing that Lan Wu would not disappear, Jiang Feng no longer paid attention to her. He slowly approached the Ghost Sword and carefully picked it up. Although the ghost sword was filled with a thick killing aura, it did not harm Jiang Feng. At least for the time being, holding onto it would not cause him any harm.

  After grasping the Ghost Sword with his left hand, Jiang Feng took a deep breath, bent down, and reached for the hilt. Just as he was about to touch the hilt, a sharp sword aura burst out from it. Jiang Feng's right hand was filled with spiritual energy to block it, and then he grabbed the hilt in one swift motion.

  The sword energy on the hilt of the sword was much weaker than before. Although Jiang Feng couldn't hold on for too long, he could at least hold it in his hand without being attacked.

  Looking at the hilt of the sword in his right hand, Jiang Feng urged his spiritual power to stimulate the hilt. The sword energy on the hilt suddenly became stronger. Originally only a small section of the hilt, after the sword energy strengthened, it relied on the sword energy to fill in the missing parts. Jiang Feng's hand holding the sword also began to shake. He quickly withdrew his spiritual power. The sword body that was filled with sword energy also disappeared soon after.

  "It's incredibly strong, really strong. Just this small part is already so powerful. If I had the whole thing, how strong would this sword be?" Jiang Feng said with a shocked expression.

  "Haha......" A burst of laughter suddenly came over. Jiang Feng turned his head to look, although he didn't see anything. But he knew that the laughter was from the person who had thrown out the sword hilt.

  He turned around and walked towards the direction where the laughter came from. When he saw the person sitting there, Jiang Feng pointed at him with his ghost sword and said angrily: "You still have the face to laugh, if it wasn't for my good luck, I would be dead by now. Tell me, was it intentional?"

  That person didn't say a word, still standing there smiling, only the smile had become much smaller. Jiang Feng got angrier and angrier, his right palm's metacarpal bone was almost exposed. He knew he couldn't hold onto the hilt for long, so he put it away into the storage ring on his left hand.

  Only when he sensed that the hilt was quiet in the storage ring, without a single sword aura leaking out, did Jiang Feng put his mind at ease. At this time, he roared at the seated person: "You want the light of the Great Dao? Take it away! Want the Ice Fire Gourd? Take it away! What do you want? I'll give it to you. But can't you spare my life? You dare to harm me again, and I'll fight you to the death. Even if I can't kill you, I'll splatter your body with blood."

  "Haha...... As an infinite body, if a small sword can kill you, then you should just die early." The seated person said.

  "Spare me, you don't know that it's better to live a life of shame than to die. Why should I be the one to die, why don't you go die instead?" Jiang Feng bellowed.

  Lan Wu pulled Jiang Feng's sleeve, constantly signaling him to calm down. In case he provoked the other person, even if Jiang Feng had a hundred lives, it wouldn't be enough for them to kill.

  Under Lan Wu's efforts, Jiang Feng's anger dissipated a bit. The people sitting didn't speak again, and Jiang Feng said: "Do you want that sword hilt or not? If you do, just say so. Don't try to harm me with a sneak attack later."

  "This Buddha still wants to live for a few more years and doesn't plan on snatching the things of the infinite kalpa body. Let's calm down, after some days have passed, you'll still need to rely on me to leave this place." The person sitting said.

  Jiang Feng stared at that person, thinking to himself: once you've used me up, who knows what will happen next. Who knows if you'll even lift a hand then.

  After staring for a while, Jiang Feng turned around and left. He returned to Huang Shu's place and sat down, silently sulking for a long time. When Huang Shu asked him questions, Jiang Feng didn't respond. It wasn't until a force began to pull at Jiang Feng that he reluctantly muttered under his breath, stood up, and walked towards the darkness.

  On the ground, thousands of meters away from the Buddha's seat, more monks gathered. All major sects sent their masters. Among them, the Wanfo Temple had the most masters. Other Buddhist schools also sent a large number of masters.

  This time the Buddhist sect was extremely powerful, occupying the innermost position. No matter which school or faction you are from, no matter how high your cultivation is, they don't let anyone get close. And it's clear that once they find a way to enter the formation, whoever dares to intervene will be considered an enemy of the entire Buddhist sect.

  Under the gaze of many cultivators, the Buddhist disciples began to try and break the formation. A large number of Buddhist masters took action, trying again and again to break open the formation. However, the Bodhi True Body Formation seemed not to move at all. The Buddhists also never forced a breakthrough. The cultivators from other sects were also happy to watch the excitement.

  After several days, the Buddhist sect still had no progress. At this time, their methods became a bit more aggressive, and some monks even took action during the battle array, but there was still no progress.

  "Monks outside, be honest for once and stop this." Jiang Feng's voice suddenly came from the Sitting Buddha just as another attempt to break through failed.

  For several days, the people from the Buddha's door had been trying to contact Jiang Feng again, but Jiang Feng didn't respond at all. They could only try to break through by themselves. This time, they suddenly heard Jiang Feng speak. The disciples of the Buddha's door were surprised and even more eager to go in. Because the longer Jiang Feng stayed inside, the more unfavorable it was for them. They didn't want their treasure from the Buddha's door to be taken away by Jiang Feng.

  Try to contact Jiang Feng again, still no response. After waiting for a while, the monks of the Buddha's door began to try to break through the formation again. And this time it was even more lively.

  "Are your hands itching? If they are, go scratch the wall, don't mess around here." Jiang Feng's voice came again.

  The Buddhist monks stopped, and Huiming of the Wanfo Temple hastily shouted: "Master Jiang, can you tell me what's going on inside the formation? I will be eternally grateful. The entire Buddhist community will be grateful to Master Jiang."

  Inside the formation, there was once again no sound. The people from the Buddha's gate waited for a while, they all thought that Jiang Feng would not speak again. But when they wanted to try and break the formation again, to see if Jiang Feng would speak again, Jiang Feng's voice came through once more.

  "What's going on? I'm telling you, I was caught by a monk who doesn't follow the rules. You all be honest, if we disturb the old monk's practice, I'll be the first to suffer." Jiang Feng said.

  As soon as the words came out, the people outside were shocked. The Buddhist disciples were even more shocked and lost their color. The cultivators of other sects also did not expect that there was an old monk inside the formation. Was he the one who went in with Jiang Feng or was he originally there? And what Jiang Feng said, was it true or not?

  No one knew whether Jiang Feng was telling the truth or not. But after Jiang Feng's words, the Buddhist monks really stopped trying to break through the formation. They just stood guard outside the formation, not letting anyone get close.

  Jiang Feng, inside the Array Method, used a broken sword hilt to decipher part of the technique once again. He also began to cultivate because he had not waited for the person who claimed to be the Buddha to take action. Everything seemed to calm down like this, but this calmness was just the tranquility before the storm. The longer the calm lasted, the more anxious Jiang Feng became, and the less patient he was with his cultivation.