Chapter 381: Captured

Passing through the grand formation, Lu Ye entered the Radiant Buddha Temple.

Lu Ye observed the situation within the Radiant Buddha Temple.

The Immortal Realm cultivators were everywhere. The Radiant Buddha Temple boasted of three thousand Arhats, which was pure bragging, but the sheer number of those in the Immortal Realm was indeed undeniable.

They cultivated using faith energy, allowing rapid progress.

If someone truly redeemed countless souls, they could reach terrifying heights.

However, Lu Ye wasn’t concerned with this at the moment.

He scanned urgently for the location of the Arhat Pagoda.

Before long, behind the Radiant Buddha Temple, the Arhat Pagoda loomed before Lu Ye.

The so-called Arhat Pagoda was actually a bone pagoda, built entirely from Immortal Realm bones, and adorned with numerous relics.

Those who cultivated within it were as if chanting scriptures alongside countless Immortal Realm beings, boosting cultivation while enlightening their Dao comprehension.

It was considered the Radiant Buddha Temple's prime cultivation spot.

Before Bodhisattva Wu Wu emerged, the monks of the temple took turns entering.

But with the arrival of the Bodhisattva, the entire Arhat Pagoda became his private training sanctum.

The key was that no monk dared complain, for hearing Wu Wu’s sermons from time to time brought them even greater benefits than cultivating within the Arhat Pagoda.

Lu Ye gazed at the Arhat Pagoda.

His form blurred further, transforming into a gust of wind that slipped through the pagoda’s entrance.

His qi erupted violently at this moment.

Celestial Silkworm Nine Transformations activated!

The Nascent Soul in his dantian seemed to take form as a colossus.

The Soul Banner lay completely still, not a trace of purple energy flowing. Within it, a million wraiths, led by the three primary souls, stood battle-ready.

Lu Ye’s body suddenly withered, yet his aura grew even more terrifying.

He ghosted upward.

His speed was swift.

An incense stick’s worth of time crawled by.

Finally reaching the highest floor, Lu Ye saw a young monk with a fine-boned face, youthful yet with fathomless wisdom in his gaze.

Lu Ye locked eyes with Wu Wu and stepped closer.

Closer and closer.

Wu Wu, originally immersed in Buddhist teachings, suddenly blinked—he had sensed a whisper of threat.

However slight, a threat remained a threat.

Instinctively, he reacted, his flesh gilded itself instantly.

But it was far too late.

A hand suddenly appeared, lunging for Wu Wu’s throat. Despite being only at the Ascension Realm, Wu Wu had battle prowess on par with the Immortal Realm.

He reacted quickly and countered instantly.

He clamped onto Lu Ye’s wrist, but Lu Ye’s other hand emerged, only to be caught as well.

At that moment, a violet glow erupted.

"Ahhhh—"

A bloodcurdling shriek tore through the air.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Sacred scripture flared to life on Wu Wu's kasaya, forming a protective barrier.

But this defense was insufficient—hopelessly inadequate!

The scream ripped through the sacred texts like a hurricane, and Wu Wu's once-serene face contorted in agony under the horrifying shriek.

Horror flooded his eyes.

Lu Ye gripped Wu Wu's arms and wrenched them clean off.

Blood gushed, yet Wu Wu felt no pain—his consciousness still shattered from the psychic assault.

A stone blade shot like lightning.

From above, it impaled Wu Wu’s skull, freezing his body rigid.

A wave of monstrous energy erupted. The many powerful monks of Mingfo Temple, hearing the scream from the Arhat Pagoda, went pale and streaked toward the pagoda at full speed.

The Immortal Realm experts arrived first, only to witness a scene that made their vision go red with rage.

Wu Wu, once serene as a lotus, now had his arms torn off, the torn flesh jagged and mangled. Most horrifying of all, the stone sword was buried to the hilt in his skull.

"Release the Bodhisattva!" roared an Immortal Realm monk.

"Amitabha, Brother in the Dao... we have no quarrel..." Wu Wu, though motionless, still urged Lu Ye to calm down.

"I am Lu Ye!" Lu Ye snarled his name.

Wu Wu...

We’re doomed!

The Mingfo Temple experts, upon hearing Lu Ye's introduction, all froze in unison.

We’re screwed!

It's actually Lu Ye!

The greatest enemy of Bright Buddha Temple at present.

Lu Ye only needed to place his hand on the hilt of the sword and apply a slight force, and Bodhisattva Wu Wu would be reduced to mincemeat.

But he took no action.

"Lu Ye, let the Bodhisattva go! We can talk!" an Arhat from the Immortal Realm demanded.

"If you dare harm the Bodhisattva, you won’t make it out of here alive!"

"Lu Ye, release the Bodhisattva immediately! You must know Tianmen’s people are at risk. If anything happens to the Bodhisattva, they will surely suffer!"

Arhats from the Immortal Realm surrounded the Arhat Pagoda in layers. In this situation, Lu Ye truly seemed utterly trapped.

Yet, Lu Ye's expression remained calm.

The Bodhisattva’s importance to the Buddhist sect went without saying.

Lu Ye disliked idle talk.

"Go ahead, kill Tianmen’s people—I don’t care. After all, I've only been with Tianmen for a short while and barely know a handful of their names."

"I’m here for one thing—payback!"

The stone sword quivered, and a torrent of blood splattered forth, covering Bodhisattva Wu Wu’s face in blood.

"Stop!"

The Arhats turned pale and shouted in panic.

Lu Ye stared at them coldly.

The encircling Arhats looked at each other nervously, uncertain of what to do next.

At that moment, Lu Ye's Sound Transmission Stone began to vibrate.

"Lu Ye, the time of an incense burn has passed. It seems you really are cold-hearted. Very well, then listen to their screams!"

Lu Ye spoke.

"Then I’ll give you a sound to hear."

Fa Hui froze—what was that?

Wu Wu suddenly understood and hurriedly cried out,

"Uncle Fa Hui... it’s me… Amitabha…"

Hearing this voice, Fa Hui’s face twisted with shock.

"Bodhisattva?"

Wu Wu's face was covered in blood, his expression helpless.

He couldn’t understand—even at the Ascension Realm, with strength rivaling the Immortal Realm, how had Lu Ye taken him down so easily?

If he wanted to kill me, wouldn't it be just as effortless for him to do so instantly?

He prided himself on being an unrivaled genius, with the potential to become Emperor, but now, having met Lu Ye, he finally understood what it meant that there's always a bigger fish, and higher heavens beyond heavens.

"It's me..."

"Lu Ye, you—!"

Fa Hui roared in anger, "All of Tianmen's people are under my control. Release the Bodhisattva immediately, or don't blame me if blood spills."

Lu Ye paused briefly, then infused a faint wisp of Primordial Morning Mist into Wu Wu's body.

Wu Wu shuddered violently.

A bloodcurdling scream tore from Wu Wu's throat, instantly echoing throughout the entire Mingfo Temple, ripping through the temple's solemn peace.

"Stop! Stop it now!"

Fa Hui had no idea what had happened, but hearing Wu Wu's agonized shrieks, his face contorted in dread.