Destined Martial God

The ten disciples of the Qingyun Department walked with unified steps. With their shoulders against the crystal coffin, they set off towards the peak of the stage step by step with incomparably grief-stricken expressions.    

As the only female disciple in Qingyun's faction, Gongsun Yuting walked behind the crystal coffin with tears in her eyes.    

The Feng Qingyun in the portrait had a gentle smile on his face, his eyes revealing a kind look.    

As Yu Haoran's family member, Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei and Jian Wu Hen followed behind Gongsun Yuting with tears in their eyes.    

As for Yu Haoran's direct disciples Yun Xiang, Fang Man and Xiang Mu Ling, they were respectively supporting Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei and Jian Wu Hen.    

However, they, who had never been in contact with Feng Qingyun before, only had a comparison of their sorrowful expressions, but did not reveal any tears of sorrow in their eyes.    

Behind the body of Mu Fengying that had escaped his control, this was the first time that the Tower Spirit had revealed itself to the world in the form of a divine soul.    

As the person closest to Yu Haoran and also the first person who recognized and came in contact with him, the Tower Spirit sealed his cultivation before landing behind Jian Wushang. With a heavy expression, he went up to the stage.    

Xu Hanwen, who was still fuming with anger, took action. After killing all the remaining Buddha and the Buddha, he brought Lu Yuan, the Scarlet Beast, Qingfeng, the Back Connecting Ape, the Blood Deficiency Beast and the King of Hell and landed behind Tower Spirit. Then, he sealed his own cultivation and stepped onto the stage.    

In the end, it lowered its head towards the crystal coffin and pondered for three seconds. Then, it turned around and left the Spirit Mountain and the Western Regions.    

Looking at Yu Haoran who sealed his own cultivation, as well as his own disciples who sealed their own cultivation, they personally carried the coffin.    

Looking at Yu Haoran's close friends and relatives, he similarly sealed his cultivation and went up on stage to send them off.    

Whether it was the Terrifying powerhouse in the forbidden grounds or the many experts in the endless void, all of them revealed envious and jealous expressions.    

Feng Qingyun, who was envious of the fact that he had died, would actually receive such a glorious funeral!    

Jealous that the Feng Qingyun before he died, was able to receive such a loyal disciple like Yu Haoran.    

Even though he had sealed his cultivation base and the power of his fleshly body, he still possessed the power to shatter stone tablets, as his fleshly body had been nourished by the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and tempered by the Origin Energy and Divine Powers.    

Therefore, Yu Haoran and the other disciples, who had never slowed down in their steps before, had to spend a total of nine minutes and nine seconds to successfully reach the highest floor of the stage.    

It was also where the Immeasurable Buddha sat.    

"Put the coffin in!" Yu Haoran shouted.    

"Retreat!" Yu Haoran continued to shout.    

"Kneel!"    

Yu Haoran kneeled in front of the crystal coffin.    

After which, Chu Zhongyu and the other nine disciples of the Qingyun Department kneeled on the stage.    

Immediately after, Gongsun Yuting, Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei, Jian Wuhen and Yu Haoran's three disciples also kneeled on the stage.    

Tower Spirit, Xu Hanwen and the rest bowed 90 degrees.    

"Kneel!"    

"Kneel!"    

After successfully killing all the escaping experts of the Spirit Mountain Buddhist Dao, the sixty thousand elite soldiers of the northern road, as well as the hundreds of Martial King and experts of the Martial King, under the lead of Lan Rong and Lie Yan, all kneeled down at the foot of the spirit mountain.    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

After continuously kowtowing nine times, Yu Haoran turned his head and ordered.    

"Your head, my master!"    

After hearing Yu Haoran's instructions, Wu Zhengjun immediately took out nine bloody heads from the independent space he had created and placed them in front of the crystal coffin one by one.    

"Master, the Lord of Buddha who killed you, Tathagata, and the eight great protectors who tortured you before have now been killed by the ninth and tenth disciple Yu Haoran."    

While reporting the details of the situation to his master, Yu Haoran used his mind consciousness to directly tear apart the nine bloody heads. After a moment of silence, Yu Haoran took out his Divine Sense and placed it atop the crystal coffin.    

"Master, when you were about to die, I promised that I would kill my way up the Spirit Mountain, destroy the Buddhist heritage, and kill all the powerful Buddhist cultivators. I would slaughter tens of thousands of Buddhist believers to avenge you."    

"Right now, I have already completed three of the promises, and only ten million Buddhist followers are left to accompany you on your journey."    

Saying that, Yu Haoran who suddenly stood up, at the same time releasing the seal, immediately activated the Ancestral Witch's transformation.    

"Master, after this disciple has slaughtered all of the followers of the buddhist faith, I will follow your last words and scatter your corpse on the Clear Wind Peak."    

After transforming into the million metre tall ancient Ancestral Witch, Yu Haoran roared at the top of his lungs as he waved his enormous palm that seemed to cover the sky and kill all the followers of the Buddha who were kneeling within a hundred, thousand, or ten thousand li.    

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"    

With two gigantic palms that seemed to cover the sky, they continuously slammed into the ground. Thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of followers of the buddhist faith were directly smashed into powder and turned into meat patties.    

At the same time, his spiritual will, which was at the limits of his Peak of the ninth level of Martial Saint, directly wiped out all the followers of Buddha that his palm had missed.    

Looking at the more than ten million followers of the buddhist faith being mercilessly killed by Yu Haoran's palms and telepathic thoughts, no matter if it was the Terrifying powerhouse in the forbidden grounds, or the numerous experts in the endless void, as well as countless of powers and experts in the Profound Sky Continent, they all couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.    

Although news of Feng Qingyun's promise had spread throughout the entire Profound Sky Continent and the boundless void, many powers and experts only thought that he would charge up the spirit mountains, destroy the legacy of the Buddha, and then kill millions of strong people in the buddhist way.    

On the other hand, slaughtering tens of millions of followers of the buddhist faith was just a way of demonstration, a way of venting the grief within their hearts. In the end, they would definitely let the unarmed followers of the buddhist faith off.    

But no one would have thought that the crazy Yu Haoran would be so bloodthirsty, so cold, and so brutal!    

Within the mountain range of Serenity, the Zhou clan!    

A middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe with nine claws, who looked imposing, looked at Yu Haoran who had massacred millions of followers of the buddhist way. His solemn expression seemed to be able to drip any water he looked at, and the hands he placed on his back also clenched tightly.    

After that, he took a deep breath, trying his best to calm the fear and anger in his heart, panic, and intense killing intent in his heart. Extending his slender right hand that was like a woman's, he directly cut open the space in front of him, and then strode into the spatial crack.    

Soon after, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe appeared in the midst of the Southern Domain Hengduan Mountains.    

Soon enough, it alarmed the Ancient demon race in the deep pit of the mountain range. An expert of the half-tribulation immortality then, a golden bridge condensed from divine power extended from the deep pit of the mountain, to the feet of the middle-aged man dressed in dragon robes.    

Without the slightest hesitation, the dragon-robed middle-aged man stepped onto the golden bridge and was then brought into the deep pit in the mountain range.