Just a Useful Pawn in the Stain Sect

Chapter 387: Fish Pond Games Are So Much Fun

Within Li Hen Heaven.

It wasn’t just Lin Sheng and Wang Anping, the ones who had charged in, who were stunned. Even Lü Yang himself was taken aback, never imagining they would just charge straight in.

’Aren’t they afraid of traps?’

For a moment, a dead silence fell. The entirety of Li Hen Heaven was plunged into a strange quiet, until the sound of a gulp broke the silence.

"GULP..."

Wang Anping’s face was deathly pale. He subconsciously pinched the corner of Lin Sheng’s robe beside him, only to see that the senior brother he had always admired had now regained his composure.

"Don’t panic."

Lin Sheng sneered. The scene before him was shocking, to be sure. The gazes of more than a dozen Foundation Establishment Banner Spirits, even without a shred of mana, still made him feel a pressure as if he were shouldering a mountain range, just by virtue of their Position. Yet, the more intense it was, the more certain he became of his doubts.

’This must be an Illusion Technique!’

Just look at this scene! The woman at the very front had a Qi trace practically identical to a City God, and the ones next to her were at the level of State City Gods.

The weakest of the rest were at least County City Gods.

Such an absurd lineup! Besides not having a great deity comparable to the Mother of Non-Birth, this was practically the entire strength of the White Lotus Sect!

And where were they?

An Earth God Temple!

I could barely believe the saying "a True Dragon emerging from shallow waters," but this was no longer a True Dragon from shallow waters. This was a fucking True Dragon from a puddle!

So it was obvious.

It was an Illusion Technique!

"White Village Land God, do you take me for one of those Wild Gods and Evil Sacrifices who don’t know any True Skill and can be bluffed by your tricks? You truly don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Lin Sheng considered himself the most outstanding young man of his generation in the White Lotus Sect. He had even refined a Flying Sword and possessed an incomparably firm Dao Heart. Therefore, even though the scene before him was incredibly realistic and he couldn’t find a single flaw, he was still convinced it was an Illusion Technique. He immediately took his sword in hand and roared.

"Slash!"

’No matter what kind of Illusion Technique you use, I’ll cut through it with a single strike! It’s just a White Village Land God, after all. No matter how powerful the illusion, it can’t possibly block my sword!’

The next second, the Flying Sword slashed out!

Since his goal was to break the Illusion Technique, Lin Sheng naturally didn’t hesitate to slash at the strongest person within it—the woman standing at the very front.

Long Yue, a Great Trueman at the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

"CRACK!"

The Flying Sword shattered before it even got close to Long Yue, unable to withstand the mana radiating from her body. It clattered to the ground, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

Lin Sheng: "..."

"Senior Brother!"

Wang Anping’s voice, almost a shriek, rang out. Yet, Lin Sheng only became more resolute. "Excellent, excellent! What an Illusion Technique. It seems I’ve underestimated you!"

He still didn’t believe it.

’I’m deep within an Illusion Technique right now. My real self must not be conscious yet; I haven’t truly activated my Sword Technique. After all, how could my Flying Sword shatter on impact...?’

Then, he glanced at Wang Anping, who had nearly collapsed beside him.

"Junior Brother Wang, don’t be fooled by them! Just think about it logically. How could a mere Earth God Temple possibly have so many great deities...?"

"Shut your mouth!"

Before Lin Sheng could finish, Wang Anping suddenly shot up with a carp-like leap and swung his arm, slapping him across the face.

"SLAP!"

The slap was so hard Lin Sheng saw stars.

After all, Wang Anping had put his full force into that slap, even infusing it with Incense Divine Power. He wanted to slap some sense into him and stop his nonsensical rambling.

Seeing this, however, Lin Sheng just laughed even more happily.

"So you’re part of the Illusion Technique too!"

Witnessing this, Wang Anping completely gave up on his senior brother. He fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly. "Please, Great Deities, forgive us..."

Meanwhile, Lin Sheng simply sat down cross-legged and began silently reciting scriptures, his chanting punctuated by occasional mutters.

"It’s all an Illusion Technique! You can’t fool me!"

"Impossible..."

For a moment, the atmosphere within Li Hen Heaven became utterly bizarre.

Lü Yang, for his part, was left in a deep, stunned silence.

Even now, he hadn’t processed why they had charged in alone, only to immediately start kneeling without another word.

However, at that very moment...

"BOOM!"

Suddenly, Wang Anping, who was still kowtowing, erupted in a dazzling Splendid Light. Billowing Incense Divine Power surged from his body!

"I’m saved..."

Wang Anping raised his blood-smeared head, a look of post-calamity relief on his face. He had appeared to be begging for mercy, but in reality, he had been secretly activating a protective Supreme Treasure bestowed by his sect. Now, he pulled aside his robes to reveal a White Lotus Token—the very source of his Incense Divine Power!

However, if he was happy, Lü Yang was even happier.

’So he did have a trump card!’

Lü Yang saw through Wang Anping’s method at a glance. It was clearly some kind of Guiding Technique, capable of either teleporting him away or summoning someone here.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately gave his orders.

’Long Yue, prepare to self-destruct with the others.’

’Ancestor, get ready to run with me.’

If a Late Stage of Foundation Establishment cultivator arrived, they could still fight. If it was someone at Foundation Establishment Perfection, then their only option was to buy time and teleport back to the Sword Dao Avatar.

The next second, the light coalesced into a human figure.

Immediately after, a powerful, resonant voice boomed from within, "Which scoundrel dares to harm a disciple of my White Lotus Sect? Surrender at once!"

Then, a figure in green robes wreathed in Incense smoke strode out. His Qi trace was as vast as the sea, in no way inferior to that of a typical County City God.

But upon seeing this, Wang Anping let out a sudden, miserable cry, "Why!?"

Why hadn’t it teleported him away? Why did it come here instead?

"Divine Monarch, Divine Monarch... take us away first!"

The green-robed figure frowned at his words. "I am the Cyan Lotus Divine Monarch, charged with protecting the sect’s followers. Someone is killing my disciples. How can I simply leave?"

Then he turned around.

"Let me see who dares to kill... kill... kill..."

The Cyan Lotus Divine Monarch’s voice trailed off into silence.

But soon, after a brief silence, a look of understanding dawned on his face.

"An Illusion Technique?"

Wang Anping: "..."

On the other side, Lü Yang was finding it hard to keep a straight face.

"...That’s it?"

A County City God, Early Stage of Foundation Establishment. His Qi trace didn’t even seem to have reached Perfection. More importantly, he was completely unguarded, just brazenly strolling in like this.

At this thought, Lü Yang immediately gave the order.

"Attack!"

"BOOM!"

Immense mana descended, forming a giant hand that pinched the Cyan Lotus Divine Monarch in its palm. The latter only had time for a single scream before he was turned to dust.

Lü Yang, of course, did not hold back. With a sweep of his Myriad-Soul Banner, he instantly refined him into a Banner Spirit.

However, in the next second, another Splendid Light blossomed!

The same billowing Incense, the same vast Divine Light, the same single figure striding out, his voice thundering, "Which villain dares to kill a Divine Monarch of my White Lotus Sect?"

Lü Yang took a closer look.

A State City God, Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment.

"BOOM!"

Another one turned to dust, refined into a Banner Spirit.

Then, a scene that Lü Yang found incredible occurred... After the second Incense Fire God died, a third Divine Light appeared, following the exact same pattern.

"Which Fellow Daoist has killed this sect’s Great Divine Monarch?"

Still a State City God, but clearly much stronger. Perfection of the Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment.

"BOOM!"

Turned to dust, refined into a Banner Spirit.

This time, the endless Incense Fire Divine Light finally dimmed completely, no longer flickering. All that remained were three loyal White Lotus Sect Divine Monarchs standing behind him.

On the other side, Wang Anping was in complete despair, collapsed on the ground.

In contrast, Lin Sheng looked calm, and even laughed. "As I thought, it’s still an Illusion Realm!"

Lü Yang: "..."

Looking at the three new White Lotus Sect Divine Monarch Banner Spirits beside him, only a single thought remained in his mind at this moment:

’Smurfing in the low ranks is so much fun!’