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Chapter 15 Tathagata Palm

On a dark and windy night, a dark shadow swept past and sneaked into the Sheng family's courtyard.

An Lan was still unconscious at this moment, and strands of dark energy emanated from her body, swirling and intertwining into a vortex.

The intruder, who had intended to quietly sneak into Katsumansatsu's room, stopped in his tracks upon seeing this scene.

After all, the person he was looking for was watching him.

"What terrifying magical power!"

The intruder emerged from the shadows and questioned Sheng Wansong, "Kid! What kind of martial arts does this girl practice?!"

Seeing Sheng Wansong remain silent and indifferent, he drew a large cleaver, its blade frosted with ice. "Having seen this blade, do you know my identity?!"

Sheng Wansong shook his head, "Unheard of, unseen."

"ha!"

The burly man flew into a rage and slashed his broadsword at the ground. The blue bricks shattered and flew everywhere, freezing before they even hit the ground. Within the ice, strange greenish-blue patches were visible.

"What an ignorant hero from Chu Xiang! He's never even heard of my name, Grandpa Zhang San, the outlaw!"

"Zhang San, the outlaw?!"

The one who exclaimed in surprise was not Sheng Wansong, but the "gentleman" Yuwen Lie, who was hiding in the corner.

"Brother Yuwen, do you know him?"

Yuwen Lie replied with a solemn expression, "The Valley of Villains, the most notorious evil force in the martial arts world, has ten villains, and the one ranked third among them is..."

Sheng Wansong pressed further, "Is it him, Zhang San?"

"No, it's that wicked lawyer, that sharp-tongued, black-hearted scribe—Luo Yong!"

Yuwen Lie explained, "This Luo Yong, with his silver tongue, colluded with officials, fabricated evidence, and distorted the truth to exonerate the most heinous criminals."

"These exonerated individuals gathered under his banner and called themselves the Righteous Gathering Gang."

"The third-ranking member of the Juyi Gang belongs to this outlaw Zhang San!"

"Legend has it that he once slaughtered an entire village in order to cultivate the Corpse Cold True Qi, piling up the corpses into a mountain to extract the corpse qi. However, he became a victim in Luo Yong's eyes and was forced to fight back and kill.

"Because of this incident, people in the underworld gave him the title of 'outlaw.'"

After Yuwen Lie finished his introduction, he looked warily at the large cleaver in Zhang San's hand and warned, "Brother Sheng, be careful. Zhang San's internal energy is not only as cold as ice, but also contains bone-corroding corpse poison. You must not be injured by him, otherwise, even medicine will be ineffective."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Wansong immediately asked, "Is this the person who killed Yuan Tai and Yuan Bao, the two Wudang disciples?"

"I?!"

Zhang San was taken aback for a moment, then grinned broadly and readily admitted, "So what if I admit it!"

"You brats, quickly hand over the visiting card and the cultivation technique this girl is practicing, and I might spare your lives!"

In just a few words, Yuwen Lie had already deduced the truth.

"You killed Yuan Tai and Yuan Bao to frame Brother Sheng, and then stole his visiting card while he was being arrested by the Six Doors!"

"But you didn't expect the Six Doors to leave Brother Sheng alone, and you didn't expect Prefect Liu to block the city gates. You didn't dare to make any rash moves for fear of attracting attention, so you have been lying low until today."

"Knowing the city gates will open tomorrow, you intend to act tonight, kill someone, seize the invitation, and then leave Chu Xiang early the next morning!"

Great reasoning!

Katsu Mansong applauded the famous detective.

Although Yuwen Lie had received the answer, doubts remained in his mind. "Although my two senior brothers died from the Frost Qi, no corpse poison was found on their bodies. This could be explained by Zhang San deliberately suppressing the poison in his Qi to avoid revealing his identity."

"But his words just now sounded like a deliberate admission of guilt. Could there be someone else who is the real culprit?"

Without further clues, it's difficult to deduce the truth.

"The most urgent task now is to subdue Zhang San. This man is notorious and his skills are probably no less than Senior Brother Mo Xuan's. Our senior brothers are keeping watch elsewhere. I wonder if Sheng and I, working together, can hold him off until our senior brothers arrive to provide support."

"Zhang San."

Yuwen Lie was lost in thought, but Sheng Wansong spoke directly, "Now is a crucial moment for An'an's cultivation, and I don't want to create any unexpected obstacles."

"If you step back now, I might spare your life."

"Otherwise, you die!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang San, enraged, laughed instead, "Hahahaha!"

"Grandpa has been lying low for many years, and yet he is looked down upon by the younger generation."

He raised his large cleaver, his body enveloped in a greenish-brown energy, and a stench of corpse poison wafted out. "Kid, I've changed my mind!"

"I'll cut off your hands and feet, then heal you, and let you suffer from the corrosive effects of the corpse poison until your whole body is covered in pustules, and even your handsome little face becomes hideous!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang San swung his sword down, the green blade flashing through the night sky, carrying with it the stench of corpse poison as it slashed towards the two of them.

Yuwen Lie quickly dodged, but seeing that Sheng Wansong neither dodged nor avoided him, he exclaimed in alarm, "Brother Sheng, you're in danger!"

Sheng Wansong remained unmoved and did not parry. Instead, he put his palms together, with his middle fingers facing each other and his index fingers extended and bent, forming the shape of a trident.

This is?

Yuwen Lie was very knowledgeable and recognized the handprint in his mind in a short time.

"This is the Vajrabhairava Mudra of Buddhism. Why did you make this mudra at this time, Brother Sheng?"

Amidst the doubts, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and a fierce-looking golden Buddha emerged from behind Sheng Wansong. The Buddha was eighteen feet tall, and golden dragons coiled around its body.

"What the hell!"

The astonishing phenomenon left even Zhang San speechless.

"All phenomena arise from the mind."

Sheng Wansong spoke in a peaceful tone, his hand forming the Vajrabhairava Mudra, while the golden Buddha behind him suddenly struck out with a powerful palm.

"The First Palm of the Tathagata Palm - The First Appearance of Buddha's Light".

With a wave of his palm, countless thin lines of Buddha's light slanted out, followed closely by a golden dragon that roared and charged toward Zhang San.

Zhang San's Corpse Poison Blade was severed upon contact with the first ray of Buddhist light, and was subsequently blasted into dust.

Having roamed the martial world for many years, he had long sensed something was wrong and tried to extricate himself, but the Buddha's light was far faster than him!

In the instant that countless rays of Buddha light descended upon him, Zhang San's bones and tendons were broken. Then, the golden dragon roared in and swallowed Zhang San with its enormous mouth. Its magnificent force smashed through the walls of the Sheng family compound and continued to advance for dozens of meters before the golden dragon completely dissipated, leaving behind a mess.

Zhang San, however, had long since been reduced to dust and buried beneath broken tiles and bricks.

"call."

Sheng Wansong gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

The Sacred Heart Technique is unpredictable and powerful, but lacks sufficient destructive force, which is why the Tathagata Palm is needed to supplement it.

As for "Supreme Heaven", although it surpasses these two techniques in every aspect, it is difficult to learn, and Sheng Wansong still has not grasped the essentials.

As mentioned before, when he acts as Sheng Wansong, he does not use excessive internal force. The palm strike just now was only aimed at Mo Xuan.

Such astonishing power comes entirely from the might of the Tathagata Palm.

As a price, all of his internal energy was naturally exhausted.

Sheng Wansong slowly loosened his mudra, his body swaying precariously.

Upon seeing this, Yuwen Lie quickly came over to help him up.

"I'm fine."

Sheng Wansong gently raised his palm, stopping Yuwen Lie from helping him.

"Brother Sheng!"

Such a commotion woke Ye Yinping, who was usually a heavy sleeper. She hurriedly put on her clothes and, after seeing the situation, quickly went forward to help Sheng Wansong.

This time, Sheng Wansong didn't push her away, but leaned against her.

Seeing this, Yuwen Lie helplessly wiped his nose, and after a long pause, he finally managed to say, "Brother Sheng, you are quite capable."

"It's just Miss Anlan's cultivation technique..."

Sheng Wansong leaned against Ye Yinping and said, "Power has no good or evil. I believe An'an will do the right thing."

"Brother Sheng is right."

Yuwen Lie agreed wholeheartedly and, without Sheng Wansong's request, took the initiative to speak, "I will keep my mouth shut and will never reveal this matter."

"Now that the criminal has been executed, I need to report this to my senior brother. I must take my leave now!"

Sheng Wansong sat down next to Ye Yinping and watched An'an's cultivation.