158 Binding Demon

Chu Li let out a sigh of relief and shook his head. This was a High Official of the imperial house, he had stirred up a hornet's nest.

He shook the Modesty Sword lightly. There was not a drop of blood left on the dusky blade of the sword.

Chu Li returned the sword into its sheath and turned around, looking at the four yellow-robed monks that had already surrounded him. He shook his head and smiled. "Fa Yuan, you finally came."

He had already used the Omniscient Mirror and saw Fa Yuan with three Grandmasters right before he exited the town. Four Grandmasters were sent against him. It appeared that they were determined to take him down and that was why he dared to kill Zhao Zilai.

Fa Yuan had changed into a yellow robe, his bald head was shiny and his ringed scars were prominent.

He did an Anjali Mudra and chanted Buddha's name. Fa Yuan sighed. "Almsgiver Chu Li, you've killed someone again. This is a sin!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "Why don't you monks chant to give him salvation and send him to heaven?"

"Almsgiver Chu Li, follow me back to Tempest Temple." Fa Yuan sighed. "You can't escape anymore."

Chu Li shook his head. "Not necessarily, how'll you know without a fight? Be careful, everyone. My flying blade isn't as nice as I am."

When he finished his sentence, he shot out both hands.

"Chi!" Two rays of cold glint shot out almost simultaneously.

Fa Yuan's figure sidestepped, barely avoiding the knife.

Another young monk's face flashed with a golden light and he reached out his purple-golden right palm towards the approaching flying blade. A bright light shone from his palm and flowed endlessly.

The flying blade penetrated the purple golden light and stopped moving like it was stuck in a stone.

Chu Li was surprised. He turned his head and smiled. "Fa Yuan, what's this martial art?"

"Binding Demon Sigil," Fa Yuan said plainly. "Brother Fa Ming has extraordinary talent. He has successfully practiced the Binding Demon Sigil. Almsgiver Chu Li, your flying blade is useless."

Chu Li nodded. "What a skill!"

His right hand shot out a ray of cold glint.

"Ding..." a flying blade hit the flying blade that was stuck in the purple-golden light of Fa Ming's palm.

Fa Ming bellowed once and the two flying blades stopped in the air simultaneously. They were shaking like snakes, as if they were trying to break the shackles of the mass of purple-golden light, to drill forward.

Chu Li smiled and another flying blade shot out from his left hand.

"Ding..." three flying blades were stilled in the void, shaking more vigorously.

Finally, with a "Chi" sound, the flying blades broke the shackles and shot towards Fa Ming.

Fa Yuan pointed out a finger and the other two monks threw a punch. Three different energies struck the three flying blades at the same time.

"Ding..." the flying blades were thwacked away in the air.

Fa Yuan pointed his left index finger at Chu Li.

The other three pointed their fingers at Chu Li too.

The four fingers made had forces that rendered Chu Li immobile. He could not dodge their attacks.

Chu Li frowned. They sent so many people because they wanted to restrain his levitation.

His face flashed with a purple-golden light. He activated Sentient Menace to block a finger force and shot out.

"Chi!" a bloody hole appeared on his body.

The finger force broke Chu Li's Sentient Menace and penetrated his flesh without obstruction, piercing through his body. It was more powerful than his flying blade.

Chu Li frowned. Ignoring the pain, he looked at Fa Yuan. "Worthy to be of Tempest Temple. What's this martial art?"

"Perishable Touch." Fa Yuan shook his head. "Almsgiver Chu Li, it's useless. Sentient Menace can't block Perishable Touch."

Chu Li pulled out his sword from its scabbard, using the dusky blade to block in front of him.

The invisible finger forces were like rays of energy pillars in his eyes, clearly visible. As for the finger force previously, he initially thought that his improved Sentient Menace could block it. He never thought that Tempest Temple had a martial art that could inhibit Sentient Menace.

"Ding ding ding ding..." the finger forces hit the blade.

Chu Li's feet moved swiftly and he swung his sword around to block the finger forces.

The four finger forces become denser and denser. They filled the sky, forming a vast invisible net, enveloping Chu Li completely. Chu Li had to rely on his sword skill and his ability to see the finger forces in order to block them.

"Amitabha Buddha..." Fa Yuan suddenly chanted Buddha's name and a layer of golden glow gradually appeared on his face .

Chu Li realized the abnormality. It was different from the golden glow of Sentient Menace. Fa Yuan's Sentient Menace's boundary was very profound, it had a purple-golden glow.

With Fa Yuan's face glowing in golden color, he looked more solemn and sacred. It was like as if Buddha had come into this world and others could not help but to convert to Buddhism.

"Amitabha Buddha..." the other three monks also chanted Buddha's name. Their faces started glowing in gold, they looked solemn and sacred.

Chu Li frowned. Their aura soared, followed by their cultivation level. An invisible force from the void poured onto them, as if a waterfall appeared in the void, transforming their bodies. It seemed as though they were becoming stronger constantly and in the blink of an eye, their cultivation level rose four to five times.

Chu Li saw that the situation had turned disadvantageous. He activated Imminent Skyline and appeared two miles away in a blink.

He let out a sigh of relief and then frowned at the gaping hole in his chest. Blood was gushing out like of the wound like spring water. He had activated Imminent Skyline just now and aggravated the injury. Now, the method to stop the bleeding was simply unusable. That finger force had not been cleansed and the blood would continue to flow.

"Amitabha Buddha..." the four monks chanted Buddha's name simultaneously.

Chu Li's facial expression changed slightly. The four monks stepped out of the void and stood twenty feet away from him in four corners. He was surrounded.

The face of the four monks glowed faintly, they looked at him solemnly with compassion in their eyes. It was as if four Buddha statues were looking at him.

Chu Li frowned. There was an invisible force in the void that connected them with the world and a single entity. Chu Li could clearly see that thin layer of energy, an energy that gave him the chills.

He felt like he was in a well, but he could not touch the surroundings walls around him. The energy around him would give him palpitations.

"Chi!" the four finger forces shot out simultaneously.

Chu Li swung his sword to block two of them and sidestepped to dodge the other two.

"Ding..." two finger forces were blocked by the sword. It was like lightning flowed through the sword's blade and into his palms instantly. A tingling sensation swept over Chu Li's body and he paused involuntarily.

During this pause, another four finger forces shot towards him.

He manifested Imminent Skyline desperately and disappeared in a flash again.

The four forces disappeared at the same time.

Chu Li suddenly appeared two miles away. He looked down at the two bloody holes that went through his shoulders and chest. These finger forces were more powerful than the previous Perishable Touch. It was devouring the inner energy in his body continuously. If it was not for the Scripture of Life and Death, he would have been unable to move.

A golden glow flashed and the four monks stepped out of the void again.

Chu Li did not wait for them to shoot their finger forces, he disappeared in a flash again.

He ignored the aggravation of his injuries and kept manifesting Imminent Skyline. However, the four monks did not stop looming. They were like shadows, constantly following him. When Chu Li appeared at the south gate of Chong Ming Town, they appeared too.

Chu Li was covered in blood. His clothes had become bloodied and his face was pale.

It was not noon yet and the south gate of Chong Ming Town was bustling. People were coming and going. When they saw Chu Li who was covered in blood suddenly appear, they were shocked. Some people screamed and it became chaotic instantly.

Chu Li looked at the four monks who were glowing in gold faintly. He slowly took the white jade waist tag from his waist and held it above his head.

The four monks stood quietly twenty feet away, looking at him like they were the compassionate Buddha.

Chu Li smiled and waved his white jade waist tag.

People saw the waist tag in his hand. They recognized him as the Public House's guard and made way for him.

Chu Li broke eye contact with the four monks, kept the waist tag and stumbled into the gates. A pool of blood below his feet aroused discussions from the crowd.

The four monks flashed and disappeared in situ, leaving no traces.

Chu Li entered the town and was assailed by the atmosphere full of hustle and bustle. His vision became blurred and he slowly slipped into the darkness.

"Brother Chu Li!" he heard somebody call him. He opened his eyes just barely and smiled at the two Protectors of the Public House who were supporting his body and running rapidly.