Chronicles Of The Shura Clan

The minds of everyone went blank after seeing this sight. Whether it was the arrogant youth or the guards, they all became pale with horror. At the same time, they felt a cold chill running down their spines.

Aside from that, they were also bewildered by the sudden gruesome death of the guard.

The old bald monk didn\'t even move a finger and there were no energy waves, he was still sitting in the same mediative position with his palms placed together.

However, the moment the guard was about to touch him, he suddenly fell on the ground while clutching on his head with his hands before he started crying in pain.

Not even a second later, the guard\'s head suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody mist with mangles bit and brain matters splashing on the ground.

Furthermore, the guard wasn\'t weak either. He was a peak Martial Lord. Yet, that weak looking old monk was able to kill him without moving a finger.

So one could easily imagine how formidable and powerful that weak looking Monk was. Just thinking about it made their hearts shivered with fear from the depth of their souls. They were all horrified.

Meanwhile, the arrogant youth\'s inner heart uncontrollably gave birth to a cold and icy fear as he was witlessly staring at Ling Chen without being able to say a word.

After taking a deep breath, the arrogant youth managed to calm his shivering heart as he inwardly thought. \'This is a dangerous Monk.\'

Even though he was quite notorious and arrogant, he wasn\'t that stupid. At this moment, he had a solemn expression on his face. He could clearly tell that bald monk wasn\'t as simple as he seemed.

Even though the monk claimed that he was protected by the so-called Buddha\'s blessing, he didn\'t believe him. It was just a lousy excuse.

While the first part of his claim was just bullshit, the second part wasn\'t. The monk was simply warning him. Warning him that whoever attacked him or tried to touch him without his consent will have their heads exploded.

While everyone was still busy thinking about how the Monk managed to kill the guard without lifting a finger, his calm and compassionate voice rang out again. "Amitabha, this poor monk has somewhere to go this morning, if your father wants to see this poor monk, tell him to visit the temple later."

Even though Ling Chen had the power to kill all of them without lifting a finger, he didn\'t want to. Unless he had no choice.

Killing them would do more harm than good. He came here to collect good merit and karma not murdering people.

If words were to get out that he had killed a bunch of people in front of his temple, people would be afraid of coming to the temple to ask him for help, and he didn\'t want that.

He didn\'t want to be portrayed as an evil murderous monk. However, if these bastards thought they could take his kindness for weakness or thought that he\'s a pushover, he wouldn\'t mind transforming into his devil self and slaughtered them.

At this moment, the arrogant youth\'s expression changed again after being fixated upon by Ling Chen\'s gaze.

Even though Ling Chen had politely and indirectly asked him to leave, he viewed it as nothing but a provocation. This was a great humiliation for him.

He was angry. However, He also understood that the old bald monk was very powerful.

If he was able to effortlessly kill a peak Martial Lord without lifting a finger, then what about him who was at the middle-stage of Martial Lord.

Nevertheless, he didn\'t want to back down in front of his subordinates. His eyes became serious, and then slowly spoke: " My name is Long Zheng and I am from the side branch of the Long Family. My father is a peak Martial Sovereign and also one of the five captains of the Blue Dragon City guard."

He knew that he wasn\'t a match the Monk so he could only bring out his backing, the Long Family.

Though he was born from impure bloodlines and came from the side branch of the family, his surname was still Long.

Even though his position in the humongous and powerful Long Family was a bit meager, he was still a noble in the eyes of the people as his family owned the entire Blue Dragon City.

While Long Zheng was waiting for the Monk to start begging for his life and followed him like a dog to see his father:

Suddenly,

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Multiple deafening blasts could be heard as four of the remaining guards\' heads exploded like an inflated balloon and turned into a bloody mist.

Their blood sprayed like fireworks as scalding rain of brain matters fell onto the horrified faces and shoulders of the rest of the guards and the arrogant youth.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the rest of the guards, Long Zheng\'s heart sank from fear. He was now completely frightened due to Ling Chen.

He realized that the bald monk was a bit more terrifying than he had imagined. His legs shivered from fear while his heart thumpingly told him to get out from this place as fast as possible.

"Amitabha, oh merciful Buddha. I suggest you quickly leave benefactor, it seems like the Buddha Blessing is acting up again." Ling Chen said with a guilty look on his face as he placed his palms together like a devoted and compassionate monk while he was looking at Long Zheng.

However, the mere guilty look on Ling Chen\'s face was enough to fill Long Zheng with dread. He instead felt as though Ling Chen was smiling at him.

At this moment, Long Zheng realized that he wasn\'t talking to a monk but a devil. He didn\'t dare to waste time thinking and immediately turned around and leave with his guards.

"Old monk, I hope you don\'t regret your action today." He added with an extremely ugly expression on his face as he was on his way out.

Looking at Long Zheng and his guards leaving, Ling Chen couldn\'t help but shake his head and said. " Kids from great families are so hot temper, arrogant, and spoiled. They are nothing but walking disaster for their families."

"I wonder how the lad would feel when he gets home and realizes that everything was just an illusion." He added with a mysterious smile on his face.