Chapter 2300 - 2259: Lantern Temple, Buddha Light Formation

Now, Chi Yao dared not defy Wang Xiaoqiang's wishes. Upon hearing his words, she immediately obediently guided Wang Xiaoqiang's direction while explaining the background of the Lantern Temple and the cultivation strength of the monks to Wang Xiaoqiang, so he could be prepared and know his enemy to be invincible in battle.

Meanwhile, as Wang Xiaoqiang flew towards the Lantern Temple under Chi Yao's guidance, the two of them had already entered the realm of supervision by the spiritual senses of Master Lampwick, the abbot of Lantern Temple, and a group of high monks and elders.

Master Lampwick dispatched Chi Yao and several others to lead a false formation to probe, but unexpectedly Chi Yao betrayed them and brought a formidable person whose presence put immense pressure on them.

Immediately, the abbot activated the emergency plan; all disciples were fully armed and prepared, ready to activate the defensive formations. All elder-level figures of the temple, monks whose cultivation was in the immortal molding realm and above, immediately gathered for a meeting to discuss strategies.

Because the Lantern Temple was very close to Yinqing Ridge, calculating to be less than ten miles away, with Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation speed, he could arrive in an instant. Hence, the monks hadn't finished their deliberations when Wang Xiaoqiang and Chi Yao approached the Lantern Temple.

As they flew over the Lantern Temple, Wang Xiaoqiang's voice already spread loudly and arrogantly, "Listen up, Master Lampwick the abbot of Lantern Temple and all monks within the temple, quickly hand over the formation manual, or I will slaughter the entire temple, leaving none alive."

As a hidden sect, the Lantern Temple has developed over tens of thousands of years and has some foundation. Putting aside other matters, merely the monks in the temple amount to over ten thousand people. Not to mention a group of disciples with the strength of the decline realm of heavenly beings, there are nearly forty strong individuals of the immortal molding realm.

The highest cultivation belonged to Master Lampwick, the abbot, who was a half-step divine thought entity. His current cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the seventh mold of the immortal, having condensed twenty-seven divine thoughts. With three more divine thoughts, he could advance to divine thought.

If balancing the Lantern Temple's strength into grades, it could be categorized as a ninth-level grand faction.

A ninth-level grand faction, how could it fear a Wang Xiaoqiang, although Wang Xiaoqiang was already an existence akin to divine thought. However, Lantern Temple has endured through thousands of years, and its foundation is not just limited to these. Some arrays, once properly set up, can crush divine thought.

This is the confidence of the monks in Lantern Temple.

"Hmph, boy, you are too arrogant. My Lantern Temple has stood tall for thousands of years, enduring many big and small calamities, yet today you think it can fall to a mere boy like you?" Master Lampwick raised his head to the sky, looking at Wang Xiaoqiang as if he were looking at a mischievous child, sneering with disdain.

"Alright, since you're courting death, I'll grant you your wish," Wang Xiaoqiang said, then directly tossed Chi Yao into the storage ring, but it was into the ring containing Little Zhang, Jiangh Churan, and three other women. He then raised his eyebrows, two divine thoughts shot out, merged into one, and fiercely shot down towards Monk Lampwick.

"Mind Fusion Technique?!" Monk Lampwick finally dropped his ease and disdain from his expression, his eyes narrowed, mumbling that he knew he couldn't resist such a technique with divine thought, thus immediately dodging and retreating.

Just as he dodged aside, the fused divine thought shot onto the ground beneath him, directly embedding into the earth.

Monk Lampwick coldly chuckled, maintaining a relaxed demeanor, "Hmph, boy, you have some skills, but here with me, it's nothing but a petty trick, an insignificant art..."

He had yet to finish his words when there was a bang; the ground beneath his feet split open, and the divine thought thrust into his foot. It was Wang Xiaoqiang's divine thought that had just been driven into the ground and wasn't retrieved, attacking unexpectedly from the bottom to the top.

Monk Lampwick's body trembled, his face changed, his eyes widened in shock, his brow furrowed repeatedly, and suddenly all twenty-seven of his divine thoughts surged out, from top to bottom, intercepting Wang Xiaoqiang's two divine thoughts within him.

Wang Xiaoqiang's fused divine thought charged directly upward, encountering Monk Lampwick's divine thought interception in his abdomen...

Boom~ Boom~ Boom~ Boom~

Wang Xiaoqiang's divine thought carried an aura of sorrowful death, its power exceptionally strong. Furthermore, with the fusion of two thoughts into one, naturally it was beyond Monk Lampwick's divine thoughts to resist. Without suspense, all twenty-seven of Monk Lampwick's divine thoughts were shattered...none could impede.

At this moment, Monk Lampwick finally realized Wang Xiaoqiang was far from the shallow and weak being he imagined; he couldn't even withstand a single attack from him.

Eventually, Wang Xiaoqiang's divine thought rushed to Monk Lampwick's head, taking over a key position but not exploding.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't know whether the formation manual was in Monk Lampwick's mind or on his person, if it were in his mind, killing him would result in its irretrievable loss, better to capture him and use it as leverage. He shouted sternly, "Old wretch, you're not so arrogant now, huh? Now I need but a thought, and your head will explode. If you still wish to live, obediently hand over that 'formation.'"

"You, you..." Monk Lampwick's gaze flickered with fear and hesitation, feeling that the divine thought in his head was about to expand and explode at any moment, Wang Xiaoqiang's words were not mere threats. At this time, controlled by Wang Xiaoqiang, yet unwilling to give up the formation manual, his heart was bitterly troubled.

"Charge, up and destroy that little bastard," It was then that a elder-level monk of the sixth mold of the immortal realm among the monks below shouted angrily, leading disciples of the immortal molding realm to charge upwards towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't even glance at them. With a twitch of his eyebrow, dozens of divine thoughts merged two by two and shot swiftly towards those monks.

Thud, thud, thud, thud...

The Mind Fusion Technique demonstrated an enormous advantage at this moment. Though the high monks of the immortal molding realm possessed divine thoughts and used them to counterattack, they couldn't withstand the divine thoughts deployed through Wang Xiaoqiang's Mind Fusion Technique.

Ultimately, each was shattered; strands of divine thought pierced their bodies, shot upward, occupying the vital points within their heads. With Wang Xiaoqiang's explosive shout, "Explode."

Immediately the aura of sorrowful death on Wang Xiaoqiang's divine thought exploded, amidst booming sounds, causing the heads of the high monks to explode one by one, red blood and white brains splattering like red and white flowers blooming vividly and tragically.

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang being so dominant and the inability of all temple high monks to suppress him, Master Lampwick immediately roared out a reminder, "Don't care about my life, activate the Buddha Light Formation to kill this thief."

As soon as those words left his mouth, a thousand monks each held a formation position, sat cross-legged in the temple, chanting Buddha's names loudly while performing hand seals. Instantly, all Buddhas that had been revered were like being activated collectively, opening their eyes widely.

From those eyes, Buddha's light emanated, appearing golden yet glaringly piercing, extremely sharp, entwining divine thought, and shooting swiftly towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

The Buddha Light Formation is where the foundation of the Ten-Thousand-Year Monastery resides, as to why of every high monk in the immortal molding realm achieves nirvana, the physical body and divine thought do not perish.

Because monks sit in meditation, they remain in this posture after death. To assemble the Buddha Light, the temple will use the corpse as the framework, tethering mud, and sculpting to create Buddha statues, essentially binding the deceased within the mud.

Bound within the mud is not only the corpse itself but also the divine thought, as the body remains, the divine thought does not perish, further fueled by offerings, making the divine thought grow stronger annually. Additionally, the incessant incense forms willpower, with willpower enhancment providing an internal Buddha light; each Buddha statue harbors this and is interwoven with divine thought, connected through a wondrous method to initiate this, forming the great Buddha Light Formation.

The Buddha Light Formation is magnanimous, often sending forth Buddha's light accompanied by divine thought which complement each other, doubling the power. The Lantern Temple, fortified by this array for eons, thwarts formidable enemies, standing unyieldingly for thousands of years.

If evaluating the comprehensiveness of the Buddha Light Formation's power, the Lantern Temple could entirely ascend to become a tenth-level grand sect, yet it has always maintained a discreet profile as a hidden sect.

Now, their resort to the Buddha Light Formation is directed at Wang Xiaoqiang.

PS: Apologies, due to unwellness, only one chapter today.