Why need a resurrecting lamp?

Why did he lead Fentian's demons to the Dabei Temple for a bloody massacre?

Jueming looked pale and cast his gaze into the distance.

There is a battlefield that no one dares to approach.

From time to time, dazzling golden light and black flames flew out.

And every time a black flame falls, a place in Dabei Temple will be ignited.

As long as the brothers below the Immortal King are contaminated by the black flames, they will immediately let out a scream.

He watched helplessly as the flesh and bones on his body were burned to death by black flames.

Mingyin Shengyan!

That is the most terrifying underworld holy flame in the world, which is extremely dark and cold.

At the end of this battle, even if Dabei Temple wins, it will suffer heavy losses in the end.

Jueming didn't know how much time had passed.

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

The most majestic palace of Dabei Temple collapsed amid the deafening explosion.

The originally raging battle slowly calmed down.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the collapsed hall.

The monks at Dabei Temple had tears in their eyes and felt indescribable confusion and despair.

Everyone in Fentian held their breath.

Their eyes were red, staring at the smoke and dust that filled the sky and the earth.

Each of them could hear their heartbeats pounding in their ears.

It was as if some emotions that had been suppressed for thousands of years were finally coming out at this moment.

The dust finally dissipated, and the ending appeared before everyone's eyes.

Everyone finally saw the figure who had fallen awkwardly among the rubble and broken tiles.

That is the abbot of Dabei Temple, Master Shanhui.

That is the spiritual leader of all monks, the first person in Buddhism, Bodhidharma.

They were once so high and mighty, but now they looked so miserable and embarrassed.

It also seems to indicate the ending of Dabei Temple.

Finally, a monk from Dabei Temple couldn't help crying.

The courage and belief just now seemed to have been punctured by something, and there was no way to go back to the past.

One by one, they fell to the ground, their bodies lying on the ground, and they let out heart-breaking cries of despair.

On the opposite side of them are the people of Fentian.

They still didn't believe what they saw.

Did Dabei Temple collapse?

Are the culprits who caused their miserable lives really...really at the end of their rope?

Dark Night Eleven clenched his hands tightly into fists.

His nails dug into the palm of his hand, but he didn't feel it.

He looked up at the sky, his red eyes staring for a moment, not knowing what he was expecting.

Until, he saw that familiar figure slowly descending from the sky.

Silver hair and red eyes, like gods and demons coming to the world, controlling the universe and the vitality of all things.

On the eleventh day of the dark night, I suddenly felt the circles under my eyes turn red.

His body slowly knelt down as if it was instinctive: "Welcome our Lord Fen Tian!"

Followed by An Ye San and An Ye Qi: "Welcome our Lord Fen Tian!"

Then everyone in Fentian.

"Welcome our Lord Fentian!!"

Luo Yunxiao did not look at the crying and trembling young monks, nor did he look at the Fentian people who were kneeling and shouting.

He slowly landed on the ground and his eyes fell on Bodhidharma and Abbot Shanhui.

The voice was as cold and indifferent as ever from beginning to end: "Where is the resurrecting lamp?"

Bodhidharma looked deeply at Luo Yunxiao with his cloudy eyes, opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!