Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1708 - 395: They’re Here, They’re Here, the Dragon King and the Others Have All Returned! (Part 3)

Despite all this, Boluo remained unfazed, his sole declaration being that he would never accept the title of king until he had vanquished the Living Buddha. Nevertheless, even without such a title, none dared to dismiss him lightly; not even the crowned Ruyang King or the highly respectful King Qi dared to underestimate him. Within the ranks of the army, he was held in immense esteem, rightfully recognized as the preeminent leader among the three armies.

At this very juncture, Boluo Timur occupied a magnificent treasure throne as he departed the city, instantly capturing the gaze of all present. Boluo Timur then addressed Fang Guozhen, stating, "Fang Guozhen, since you reject the path to salvation and instead court disaster, I shall fulfill your desire."

With his declaration, Boluo executed a powerful leap from the elephant's back, impacting the ground with a resounding thud that sent dust and debris scattering, simultaneously carving a considerable crater.

Tap, tap, tap...

Emerging from the newly formed chasm, Boluo proclaimed, "I have long heard of your peerless Dragon Fist, renowned throughout the land. Today, I am graced with the fortune to witness its might firsthand; it is truly a blessing that transcends lifetimes."

Witnessing Boluo's offensive, Li Siqi smirked faintly and remarked, "Fang Guozhen, are you truly incapable of defending yourself? Now, with Boluo joining the fray, I wonder if you can withstand our combined assault!"

Following his words, Li Siqi raised his formidable Black Blade, while Boluo's gaze remained fixed and unyielding as he slowly lifted his spear, directing its point towards Fang Guozhen.

"My spear is not easily parried; ensure you stand your ground!"

Li Siqi interjected, "Enough idle talk, Boluo. Let us combine our strengths and eliminate Fang Guozhen swiftly before we discuss further."

Upon hearing Li Siqi's suggestion, Boluo's eyes calmly assessed Fang Guozhen before he gave a decisive nod in agreement.

Fang Guozhen, observing Li Siqi and Boluo preparing their joint assault, adopted a grim expression. He knew these two were formidable adversaries; Li Siqi, despite his eloquent speech, possessed immense power, holding the eighth position on the Heavenly List, a rank superior to his own. As for Boluo Timur, his reputation preceded him; ranked fourth on the Heavenly List, his combat prowess was terrifying, capable of overwhelming him with ease. Now, facing both of them simultaneously, how could he possibly endure? It appeared his demise was imminent.

With this grim realization, Fang Guozhen began to marshal the potent Gang Qi behind him. In the ensuing moment, an Azure Dragon materialized ominously behind him, poised for a desperate, final stand.

"Little Fang!"

Just then, an unexpected voice called out, causing Fang Guozhen to falter. He turned to find Liu Futong, who had remained silent until this point, now urging, "Little Fang, that is sufficient!"

"Li Siqi speaks the truth. You and Peng Yingyu departed the Holy Sect years ago; you bear no obligation to perish for it. Depart now and nurture your Divine Dragon Sect. If I fall here today, promise me you will look after the Ming King's son when the opportunity arises; he is the last of his bloodline!"

Liu Futong uttered these words while simultaneously deflecting Ruyang King's assault. Hearing his plea, Fang Guozhen fell silent for a moment before retorting, "You look after the Ming King's child yourself; I have no duty to do so for you!"

Liu Futong pressed on, "Then you certainly have even less reason to die for the Zoroastrian Sect. The vow you swore in the past still echoes in your ears; you pledged to sever all ties with the Holy Sect for this lifetime. What right do you possess to return and fight for them?"

"I remain the Dharma King of the Holy Sect! You have not rescinded my position, and thus, I still have the right to fight for the Holy Sect!"

In response to this assertion, Liu Futong declared with cold resolve, "Then I hereby announce my decision: I strip you of your Dragon King title. Now, will you leave the mountain?"

Liu Futong's voice was tinged with ice; he saw no other recourse given the dire circumstances. Facing Li Siqi and Boluo Timur, relying solely on Fang Guozhen would undoubtedly prove futile, not only failing to withstand their onslaught but also risking his life unnecessarily. Though he wasn't adept at expressing his deep bond with Fang Guozhen, having never been one for eloquent words, he truly considered Fang Guozhen a brother. Now, with the Holy Sect teetering on the brink of annihilation, he could not bear the thought of Fang Guozhen sacrificing himself.

Therefore, he fervently wished Fang Guozhen would reconsider and depart, leaving the ensuing battle for Liu Futong to face alone. If he survived, the Holy Sect's faint ember would persist, and hope would endure!

As Liu Futong advanced to the front lines, he had already prepared himself for the direst outcome, resolved to go down fighting alongside his comrades!

There was no way Fang Guozhen could fail to grasp Liu Futong's underlying intentions, yet he adamantly refused to leave. Fang Guozhen had lived his life with integrity and honor; fleeing was simply not an option, especially not for the sole purpose of preserving his own life.

Upon seeing the look in Liu Futong’s eyes, Fang Guozhen let out a smile and declared, "Old Liu, based on our teachings, the removal of my Dharma King position requires a council of the Three Venerables: the Ming King, the Laughing Buddha, and yourself, Yushan Shangren. Only with the unanimous agreement of all three can my position be revoked. You alone possess no such authority!"

"You... Fang Guozhen, are you truly intent on seeing our Holy Sect buried? You had already established your independence, so why return now to face certain death? Why!"

Fang Guozhen chuckled and responded, "This is a matter of principle, an internal affair of our Sect. As I have stated previously, though our philosophies may diverge, our ultimate objective remains identical: to expel the barbarians and restore Huaxia!"

"Now that the Mulan people have reached Bright Peak, how can I stand idly by? I shall not retreat today. To do so would shatter my Dao Heart, and then, where would the Dragon King stand?"

"Old Liu, cease your struggles. You wish for me not to fight? Unless you can resurrect the Ming King, bring back Old Peng, and have the three of you depose me from my Dharma King position, otherwise, I will fight this battle today. This Heavenly List position has remained unchanged for over a decade; perhaps today, I might even ascend two ranks!"

Liu Futong was rendered speechless. After a drawn-out sigh, he murmured, "What is the point? What is the true point!"

"You are incapable of defeating them alone; why must you cast your life away upon Bright Peak?"