Chapter 440 - 213: Chen Xuan! Aren’t You Afraid of the 18 Levels of Hell?

Chapter 440: Chapter 213: Chen Xuan! Aren’t You Afraid of the 18 Levels of Hell?

The future, which he could normally divine with a simple calculation, had suddenly become incredibly obscure.

It was as if an iron curtain had been erected before him.

It blocked all of his divinations.

’Did something happen? Never mind. The best of the Thirty-Six Stratagems is to retreat.’

The figure in black was extremely decisive. He transformed into a streak of dark light and vanished, preparing to flee the area.

But just as he made his escape, he was met with a searing hot slap.

Like a flash of lightning, it was unimaginably fast.

With a resounding SLAP, his body was sent flying back.

The dark light around him dissipated. He spat out blood, teeth flying from his mouth. Tendons snapped and bones shattered as he was sent crashing violently into the great hall behind him.

Even his black robes were ripped to shreds, revealing a large, completely bald head.

Hui Ming’s face was filled with horror. His mouth full of blood, he quickly looked outside.

’Who is it?’

’Who attacked me?’

’So fast!’

’So terrifying!’

"It really is a monk. Looks like your guess was spot on!"

A cold voice drifted in from outside as a tall, imposing figure in a purple robe stepped in. An invisible aura emanated from him, distorting the very space around him and sending out waves of heat.

Following behind him were the one-legged Yu Zhen, the Yun family’s broken-armed old ancestor, and their entourage.

"Yu Zhen!"

Hui Ming’s face showed shock. He saw the one-legged Yu Zhen, and then his pupils contracted violently. He finally recognized the imposing, purple-robed figure in the lead, and in that instant, it felt as if the heavens were collapsing.

"Chen... Chen Xuan??"

’How could it be?’

’How did I end up luring Chen Xuan here?’

"Are you from Fahong Temple?" the Yun family’s old ancestor suddenly roared.

"No, I’m not."

Hui Ming stammered in panic, and without a second thought, tried to escape by burrowing into the ground.

But just as he was about to burrow,

Chen Xuan’s eyes turned cold, and he stomped his foot on the ground.

BANG!

His Absolute Domain transformed into scorching lightning, instantly jolting the man’s body back out of the ground.

’A mere Outer Saint Fourth Layer thinks he can escape from me?’

’What a joke.’

"I’ll find out if you’re from Fahong Temple soon enough."

Chen Xuan appeared before him and seized his body.

In an instant, the Unwarranted Heart Fire flooded into the man’s body.

BOOM!

Hui Ming’s thoughts instantly began to churn, beyond his control, and a look of agony crossed his face.

This was clearly the second function of the Unwarranted Heart Fire.

It could directly control a person, compelling them to involuntarily reveal all their innermost secrets, yet afterward, the victim would have no memory of it.

"Speak. What’s your name? Where are you from? Why did you come here?" Chen Xuan asked directly.

"My name is Hui Ming. I am from Fahong Temple. I came on the orders of my elder to stall the Yun family. The elder plans to hoard the Saint Source Heaven Repairing Pill for himself and, fearing the Yun family would come demanding it later, incited Tianling Hall and Longshan City to move against them..." Hui Ming murmured.

"Damn it! Just as I thought!"

The Yun family’s old ancestor was both shocked and furious.

He knew something was off!

And now he had proof!

"Has the Saint Source Heaven Repairing Pill been successfully refined?" Chen Xuan continued to ask.

"It’s being refined, it’s almost done. Two days at the latest, today at the earliest!" Hui Ming murmured.

"Very good!" Chen Xuan’s tone was calm. "You will come with us to Fahong Temple!"

He turned his head to look at the Yun family’s old ancestor and said, "Let’s go!"

"Alright, I’ll lead the way!"

The Yun family’s old ancestor was secretly shocked, once again stunned by Chen Xuan’s methods.

’This Yama Chen really has a myriad of tricks up his sleeve... To think he could make an Outer Saint spill his deepest secrets so mindlessly.’

He led Chen Xuan away, and they quickly vanished.

Chen Xuan’s heart turned cold.

’Fahong Temple’s actions remind me of the Guanyin Temple in Journey to the West. The old abbot of Guanyin Temple, in his greed for the Kasaya, didn’t hesitate to start a great fire in an attempt to burn Tang Monk and his disciples alive. To think Fahong Temple would pull something so similar. In that case, they can’t blame me for what happens next. I’m showing up at their door with a witness. If they return the pill, I’ll let it go. But if they don’t, then they shouldn’t blame me for being ruthless.’

...

「At this moment.」

「Inside Fahong Temple.」

Several old monks were gathered together, discussing.

"The Saint Source Heaven Repairing Pill is of utmost importance. It determines whether our Abbot can break through to the Dharma Aspect realm. But the Yun family is watching the pill like a hawk. Can our plan even succeed?"

"It has to succeed. The battle at Dark Crossing has already begun. Now we just have to see how long the Yun family can hold out. If it comes to it, we can even step in ourselves!"

"Exactly. Worst case, we just wipe out the Yun family. Once they’re gone, who’s to say we did it?"

"How virtuous, how virtuous."

"Once the Yun family is wiped out, no one else will ever know about the Saint Source Heaven Repairing Pill."

"What about that pill the Zhou family asked us to refine? Master Kongjian seems to have taken a liking to it. Should we use the same method?"

"Master Kongjian? Of course, we must set it aside for him."

"Amitabha. If I don’t enter hell, who will?"

As the old monks were talking, the sound of rushed footsteps came from outside.

Their conversation came to an abrupt halt.

"First Seat, the Yun family’s old ancestor is here again, and he brought someone with him!" a monk said.

"Who did he bring?" asked Liao Chen, the Head of the Precepts Hall, his voice calm.

"I don’t know. He’s dressed in a purple robe, and his face is indistinct! And... Senior Brother Hui Ming is with them!" the monk replied.

"What? Hui Ming?"

The old monks’ faces changed slightly.

Had Hui Ming been exposed?

"Wait!" Suddenly, one of the old monks’ expressions shifted as if he’d remembered something. "You just said he was with a man in a purple robe. How tall was he?"

"Extremely imposing. A full head taller than this disciple!" the monk outside said.

"Are you sure his face couldn’t be seen clearly?"

"Yes. Every time I tried to look, it was as if I were peering through distorted space."