Many might find Ye Yun overly saintly, but Ye Yun never saw himself that way. In his eyes, this group of future foreign legions were the vanguards of his Dragon Palace, capable of providing a stable international environment for the peaceful development of Dragon Palace members and all players in China.
He couldn't let a group of official Dragon Palace members waste too much time on trivial matters on the Blue Star!
"We understand! Please rest assured, Master!" Taggus quickly accepted Ye Yun's terms, completely overwhelmed by Ye Yun's power!
Having just flown on a sword, and now the Palace Master of the Dragon Palace, his strength had shattered Taggus's perception of humanity. Even the three Heavenly Venerates of the past paled in comparison, with an insurmountable gap between them.
"Good. As long as you serve my Dragon Palace wholeheartedly, you will not be shortchanged!" Ye Yun looked at the two, and a faint energy shot from his hand, entering their bodies and reaching deep into their souls.
After Ye Yun reached the Great Sage realm, he had become exceptionally familiar with the effects of energy.
"Boss, something has happened with India!"
Just as Ye Yun released his pressure on Taggus and the other, Zhou Ningdong rushed in.
"Is it something you can't handle?" Ye Yun's heart skipped a beat. He knew that ever since the Dragon Palace began its campaign against India a few days ago, it had been smooth sailing.
"Yes, India suddenly erupted with a terrifying golden energy, injuring all three thousand of our Dragon Palace members. Furthermore, tens of thousands of ascetics have appeared throughout India, beginning to hunt down our Dragon Palace members," Zhou Ningdong reported concisely.
Upon hearing Zhou Ningdong's words, Ye Yun's vast divine sense instantly surged outwards, quickly covering the entire Asian continent. In a short while, he discovered a group of gaunt yet vigorous monks.
These monks, leaning on withered branches as staffs and wearing straw sandals, their unwashed hair and clothes resembling beggars, were advancing step by step towards the Dragon Palace's encampment.
Although they appeared exceptionally destitute, their eyes were filled with an unknown fervor.
"Third Elder, we are less than a hundred miles from the Dragon Palace's encampment. Should we rest for a while?" a middle-aged monk in gray robes asked the leader.
"As long as the Buddha resides in the heart, ten thousand miles are all practice," the elder said, looking at the nearly ten thousand monks.
A simple sentence dispelled the fatigue of the monks, their eyes filled with a reddish glow. This person's spirit and energy had reached their peak!
"Master, your words are wise. Then I shall mobilize our country's army!" At this moment, a man in military uniform standing behind him said with a slight smile, revealing his subservient nature.
As a populous nation on the Blue Star, India's military strength was undoubtedly formidable. However, no one had expected that India's ancient martial artists were equally powerful in both strength and numbers.
"Yes, let us begin!" The Third Elder waved his hand, revealing thick gold bracelets on his dirt-covered wrist.
"Yes!" The officer saluted and took out his phone to make contact. In just a few dozen seconds, under Ye Yun's divine sense, over a dozen missiles were launched from military bases across India.
"Damn it!" Ye Yun was furious upon seeing this. These people were too shameless!
The majority of the Dragon Palace personnel were limited by nutrient solutions, their strength only at twenty to thirty percent. If these missiles hit, they would be severely injured or killed.
"Running dogs from beyond the domain deserve to die. How dare they brazenly run amok on our Blue Star."
With a slight movement of Ye Yun's divine sense, the more than a dozen missiles, originally heading towards the Dragon Palace encampment, deviated from their course. Some even made a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, heading directly towards the Third Elder.
"This... Master, save me!" The officer monitoring the missiles had completely lost his composure and turned to the Third Elder with a look of desperate appeal.
Unfortunately, the Third Elder ignored him. With a few flashes, he appeared thousands of meters away, also looking at the missiles, which had changed direction again and were flying towards him with a grave expression!
"Who are you! I am the Third Dharma King under the Wheel of Buddha! If you don't want to die, then get out of my way!" The Third Elder's face changed drastically. The divine sense capable of altering the trajectory of so many launched missiles was something even his master, the Buddha Lord, couldn't achieve, let alone a second alteration.
Boom...
A missile struck the officer who had just spoken. The massive blast wave covered the area where the Third Elder had just been, but the Third Elder had vanished.
Simultaneously, more than ten miles ahead of the Third Elder, clusters of monks were annihilated like reflections in a mirror, and their leader was pulled into the void by an inexplicable force, leaving less than half behind.
In Shanghai, within the villa complex of Di Jing Yuan, Ye Yun stood on the balcony of a villa, gazing towards the southeastern sky.
"Leaving behind five thousand ascetic monks, that's considered fair enough now!" Ye Yun said with a relaxed expression, hands in his pockets.
This was the first time Ye Yun had used his divine sense to kill, directly annihilating over five thousand ascetic monks. The remaining ones were deliberately left by Ye Yun for the Dragon Palace members to hone their skills.
After all, although Dragon Palace members were all ex-military, possessing the necessary righteousness and fortitude, and even stronger than these monks, they lacked killing intent and the scent of blood.
They needed the whetstone's grinding and the baptism of blood.
Five minutes later, a hundred balls of fire suddenly appeared in the sky, like meteors descending from the heavens, hurtling towards Ye Yun at incredible speed. Even Zhou Ningdong, standing behind Ye Yun, couldn't react in time.
But Ye Yun made no move, and they dared not overstep.
However, the entire Di Jing Yuan was in an uproar. Since abandoning the Dragon Palace Building a few days prior, Di Jing Yuan had become the temporary base of the Dragon Palace, with security far tighter than any other place in the country.
Bang...
A series of dull thuds echoed. To everyone's astonishment, a series of fireballs landed in the villa's courtyard where Ye Yun was standing, transforming into blackened figures.
"May I ask which senior summoned us?" The Third Elder, regaining consciousness first, turned to look at his more than a hundred subordinates with a terrified expression and then at his surroundings, nearly dying of fright.
Who the hell could tell him what was happening? One moment he was in the heartland of India, and in just a few minutes, he had been captured and brought to this mysterious Eastern country, in large numbers.
"As expected, the Buddha saves people, and gold gilds the Buddha! What kind of magical treasures are those golden bracelets of yours? Vajra rings? And that one, the Vajra pestle?"
Ye Yun stepped down from the void, looking at the glittering group of ascetics, and couldn't help but complain. At the same time, he released a fraction of his aura, immediately pinning the monks to the ground.
The Vajra rings that had been spinning around the Third Elder fell to the ground like scrap iron, rolling for over ten meters.
Miya Ro and the other two, following behind Ye Yun, couldn't help but chuckle. Finally, someone else was in the same predicament as them. Ever since meeting Ye Yun, they had always felt a sharp sword hanging over their heads.
Ascetics were the great tenacious practitioners among all Buddhist followers, but even Ye Yun hadn't expected that even this group couldn't escape the fundamental nature of Buddhism.