"Fa Tian, they're coming up!" The sixteen quasi-emperors of Fu Tian instantly stepped onto the flying sword, looking at Fa Tian and the three Buddhist quasi-emperors who were still standing still, and shouted anxiously.
"Xian Cheng, Gui Yuan, Mo Ang, Yu Ming, and all the Supreme Elders, this humble monk can no longer leave."
At this moment, the Buddhist light on Fa Tian's body soared. The crescent moon behind him had transformed into a great sun, echoing the great sun behind Ji Zang in the starry domain. However, it gave him an invincible aura, forcefully blocking all attacks from everyone under the moon.
"Farewell for now. If we meet again, we might be enemies! If any of you are fortunate enough to escape, please tell our Buddha Lord that the Literary Buddha has appeared, where will the Myriad Buddhas go?"
Fa Tian and the three Supreme Elders of the Buddhist sect behind him clasped their hands in prayer towards the inexplicable individuals on the flying sword. Then, he turned to look in the direction of Ji Zang, like an extremely devout Buddhist disciple, clasped his hands together, and spoke no more. The Buddhist energy in his body slowly dissipated.
"Go! We'll discuss any questions later!" Gui Yuan's body shivered as he saw the direction Fa Tian and the four were looking. He then roared at Xian Cheng.
Xian Cheng looked at Fa Tian's expression, his eyes filled with unwillingness, but he still drew his sword and charged into the starry domain gate under the noses of those under the moon.
In fact, whether they were elite soldiers or quasi-emperors, they could tear space and leave through their own laws. However, the disadvantage of tearing space was that their destination could be easily detected. If they encountered a cultivator whose spatial laws were perfected, they would be even faster in traversing the void.
Of course, the most terrifying thing was the fear of encountering void turbulence, or even spacetime storms, while traversing the void. At that time, even they, as quasi-emperors, would perish in the void.
The flying sword passed through the domain gate and turned into a long rainbow. In less than a few minutes, it traversed the entire Han Lin star domain. Then, without any pause, they tore open space one by one and entered the void.
Xian Cheng put away his flying sword and looked at the traces left behind after the others tore open space. The laws surging around him smoothed out all traces here before he stepped into the void.
He had to return to the Immortal King's Palace as soon as possible to meet the Immortal King. The Ten Directions Empire was too powerful, far more powerful than any of their sects! This was a very bad omen.
Moreover, why did Fa Tian suddenly act like that? Gui Yuan's fear, Yu Ming's apprehension, and Mo Ang's terror. It seemed that apart from himself, everyone else was completely suppressed by the Ten Directions Empire!
Xian Cheng's mind kept replaying the situation during the battle. The more he replayed it, the more he felt the terror of the Ten Directions Empire.
He even felt that his five great sects had been tricked by the Heavenly Dao Sect.
Regardless of what Xian Cheng and the others were thinking, in the Ka Mu star domain, Yue Xia looked at Fa Tian, whose Buddhist energy had subsided, and the disappearing Xian Cheng and the others with a furious heart. All of this rage was vented onto the four quasi-emperors of the Buddhist sect.
However, all their attacks were blocked by more than a dozen elite Buddhist monks who suddenly appeared and used their bodies.
Boom…
The dozen or so elite monks were blasted into nothingness by the quasi-emperors' attacks.
"Ji Zang! You'd better give an explanation, or don't blame me for turning hostile!"
Yue Xia was in the midst of battle. Just as he was about to kill these four defenseless monks, Ji Zang suddenly intervened.
Let alone his rank, Yue Xia alone could have crushed him several times over.
"Marshal Yue, these two have a karmic connection with our Buddha. I hope all fellow Daoists can spare their lives." Ji Zang saw everyone glaring at him with anger and quickly bowed and explained.
Not to mention his position, Yue Xia alone could have made him suffer greatly.
"Bald donkey, why do you say you have a karmic connection with everyone you meet? Look at me, do I have a karmic connection with your Buddha?"
At this moment, Hei Yi was once again sent thousands of miles away by a soldier's attack. Upon hearing Ji Zang's words, he became displeased and ran over to curse.
"This... Benefactor Hei, your killing intent is too strong. My Buddha is compassionate." Ji Zang said weakly upon seeing Hei Yi.
"Killing intent too strong? You old turtle, do you kill fewer cultivators than I do?" Hei Yi became displeased. You can't even find a good excuse. This guy's intelligence is even lower than mine.
"Alright, all benefactors, this humble monk is revealing his hand. These two members of the Buddhist clan have been converted by me and are now our people." Ji Zang saw that he was about to incur the wrath of the masses and no longer maintained his appearance as a venerable monk. He spread his hands.
"Our people? This is ridiculous..." The few of them exchanged helpless glances. What was happening today? These guys were one more terrifying than the other, one more bizarre than the other.
With the addition of these four people, it meant that Ji Zang now had five quasi-emperors, ranking after Yue Xia and Jin Zhiyuan in overall strength.
"Let's deal with those elite soldiers first," Yue Xia said with a grim expression.
The leading figures of the Fu Tian Empire had escaped. Nearly 20% of the elite soldiers who belonged to the Buddhist sect had become followers of Ji Zang. It could be said that these elite cultivators were now lambs to the slaughter.
And they seemed to realize that they had fallen into a dead end. A hint of panic finally appeared on their usually dull faces.
They never expected that their young master, for whom they had sacrificed their lives, would escape and abandon them.
If they remembered correctly, they all had trump cards left by the Spirit of the Artifact. Especially Xian Cheng, he had a Heavenly Sword Talisman of Zhu Xian given by the Spirit of the Immortal King Palace's Sword, which was meant to save their lives or kill powerful enemies.
As long as any one of them was willing to use it, these soldiers would have a chance to survive.
Unfortunately…
The commander of the elite perfect soldiers looked sadly at the domain gate through which Xian Cheng had escaped, his face turning icy cold.
"Soldiers! Our young master has abandoned us and fled alone. I will send you off. If you can escape and survive, I hope you will stay away from the disputes on the Emperor's Road and find a place to hide!"
After the commander finished speaking, his whole body trembled. All the essence blood in his body burned. Although his cultivation was limited by his comprehension of laws and could not break through to quasi-emperor, his true energy and law power were much more profound than those of a quasi-emperor.
All this true energy and law power was injected into the energy pool, and his body shriveled up, his life force dispersed. In less than a minute, he died.
"Commander…"
Clearly, the commander had high prestige among the soldiers. Many cultivators followed him, wanting to use their own deaths to gain a glimmer of hope for their comrades.
"Amitabha…" Ji Zang chanted a Buddhist name amidst the stunned onlookers and sat cross-legged in the void, beginning to chant for their salvation, leaving Yue Xia and the others even more bewildered.
On one hand, the Buddhist elite soldiers converted by him were raising their butcher knives against those people. On the other hand, he, who actually controlled them, was chanting for the salvation of those he killed. This scene looked extremely strange.