Ye Yun was also a little stunned. How could an old sweeping monk suddenly transform? I, a Great Sage, don't even have this skill!
Moreover, a mudfish in a pond actually transformed into a thousand-meter white dragon. It looked mystical no matter how you saw it.
It seemed that his understanding of divine sense was still not proficient enough, and he easily missed some details. Otherwise, neither this sweeping monk nor the mudfish in the pond would have escaped Ye Yun's divine sense.
"Benefactor, in the thousands of years since the founding of the Fo Lun Sect, you are the first secular person to enter this place. You are also the first to kill tens of thousands of my disciples! This old monk had kindly advised you to leave, but now I have no choice but to kill you here!"
The white dragon roamed in the air, and snowflakes like sharp blades fell rustlingly. Shi Jia also ignored San Zhang and stared solemnly at Ye Yun. He could feel the terrifying aura emanating from Ye Yun.
Meanwhile, San Zhang, upon hearing that Ye Yun had killed tens of thousands of Fo Lun Sect disciples, was stunned. However, he quickly adjusted his mindset. He had already been branded as Ye Yun's slave.
"Heh heh, impressive. You managed to reach this level without relying on the Buddhist clan's golden dharma artifacts. I must say, you are a genius!" Ye Yun couldn't help but praise him as he looked at the precept scar on Shi Jia's head. However, while he praised him, Ye Yun could still detect the aura of the Buddhist clan from him.
"Don't trouble yourself with this matter. You should think about how to get out alive! White Dragon, kill him!" Shi Jia seemed to have his secret exposed by Ye Yun's words, and he became furious. He swung a two-meter-long iron rod and smashed it at Ye Yun.
Boom...
The sharp snowflakes and the violent long rod fiercely struck Ye Yun, making a metallic clang. Ye Yun could withstand this attack completely!
With the cultivation of a Great Sage and the physique of a Saint, how could those who hadn't even reached the Mahayana realm break it!
However, a Saint must not be insulted!
Ye Yun's aura surged, and the entire area seemed to freeze under his pressure. All the snowflakes attacking Ye Yun stopped in mid-air and then slowly melted away.
"You..." Shi Jia's body erupted with Buddhist light, like a holy Buddha, but the range of the light was suppressed to only a few centimeters from his body by Ye Yun's aura. Even more terrifying was that Shi Jia found his divine sense also suppressed to within a few meters of his body.
"You, who are still tens of thousands of miles away from ascension, dare to attack me. I wonder who gave you the courage!" Ye Yun roared, reaching out and pulling the trembling white dragon from the air, stepping on it.
"Thousand-meter white dragon? From now on, you will be the guardian beast of my Dragon Palace! Do you agree or not?" Ye Yun glared and slapped the dragon's head.
"Roar..."
The white dragon let out a furious roar! Shi Jia's expression changed drastically!
"Roar, roar, what the heck! It's an honor for you to be my guardian beast!"
Dragons, the spiritual symbol of the Huayi Kingdom, were actually being kept by a cultivator from the A nation. More importantly, this was the first time he had seen a real giant dragon! Dafeng Novel Network.
Just thinking about appearing before those powerful figures riding a dragon would probably scare them to death!
"Roar!..."
The white dragon had only cultivated for two to three thousand years, not yet ten thousand years, so it couldn't speak human language. It could only continue to roar. Every time Ye Yun struck it, he used the power of a Saint. Although it wasn't fatal, the pain reached the depths of its soul.
"Damn it, I hate stubborn bones the most! Not complying, huh? I'll grill dragon meat tonight!" Ye Yun got angry. His aura surged again, and a fiery red flame with a hint of gray erupted from his body.
"Stop! Stop!"
The flame hovered above the white dragon's body. The white dragon, already writhing in agony, immediately stopped moving and lay motionless on the ground.
Passed out?
A dragon? A divine beast? A ferocious beast? Is it that cowardly?
"Lord True Monarch, it's still just a child. Please, spare it."
As the flames appeared, Shi Jia prostrated himself on the ground, his eyes begging Ye Yun. The white dragon was something he had obtained by chance when he first entered the Fo Lun Sect. It had accompanied him from a young novice monk to the Buddha, for a full two thousand years.
It could be said that these two, the dragon and the man, had become each other's solace.
Shi Jia also did not expect that there would be such a powerful being as Ye Yun in this world. According to the rules of this world, as long as one's strength reached the ninth level, they should break through the constraints of heavenly rules and ascend to a higher plane.
Shi Jia's thoughts turned, and he slowly regained his composure. The stronger this person was, the more beneficial it would be for him, right?
"Then explain yourself properly!" Ye Yun said calmly, while his divine sense scanned the entire Fo Lun Sect area with extreme scrutiny.
"Yes, I admit that I know of the existence of the Buddhist clan!" Shi Jia's first sentence immediately caught Ye Yun's attention.
"Back then, when my master brought me back to the Fo Lun Sect, I only glimpsed a person dressed as a woman with a masculine appearance secretly talking with my master."
"It was she who gave my master eight sets of golden dharma artifacts. At that time, she repeatedly instructed my master to hand these eight sets of dharma artifacts to those within the sect who could cultivate the 'Fo Luo Great Canon' to the seventh level or above."
"It was then that I learned that the Buddhist clan was actually controlling the Fo Lun Sect from behind the scenes. Therefore, in the future, I only placed my golden dharma artifacts in my precept scar during the grand ceremony held once every ten years, to prevent them from discovering that I wasn't using these items."
Shi Jia saw that Ye Yun had withdrawn his oppressive aura and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where did that Buddhist clan go?" Ye Yun was only interested in the whereabouts of the Buddhist clan and had no interest in these Buddhist slaves.
"Every ten years, during the grand ceremony, they would emerge from the Fo Luo secret realm for two hours before returning. And strangely, every thousand years, they would take away the new generation of Buddha. So, after I succeeded the position of Buddha, I quickly passed it on to my eldest disciple!"
"Secret realm? Where is it?" Ye Yun asked curiously.
"I don't know the specifics, but they just disappeared after flying up for about a thousand meters," Shi Jia explained.
Flying up a thousand meters? Ye Yun's divine sense instantly covered the area a thousand meters above the entire temple complex, observing it repeatedly and carefully. However, even after half an hour, Ye Yun found nothing.
Other than a snow lotus swaying in the wind and snow, there was nothing else!