Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1284: Exorcising Demons

Zhang Yi trailed behind Mukawa and the other two as they departed from the Pagyi Family. Before long, they reached Dazhuan Temple, another grand temple within Lhasa City.

Mukawa and his two companions maintained utterly blank expressions the whole way.

They didn't bother giving Zhang Yi even a single look, much less binding him with any restraints.

To them, Zhang Yi lacked any means to fight back right now and had no choice but to comply with their commands obediently.

They had every reason to feel that confident. These three were elite powerhouses even among all of Sangha Monastery's ranks.

If not, they wouldn't qualify as Yasha Langtai Deji's most reliable fighting force.

In the esoteric sect, they stood apart from the superhumans beyond their borders.

A force akin to faith bestowed upon them unique enhancements.

Should they venture outside the Snowy Plateau Region, their prowess would plummet sharply. Yet while staying inside esoteric sect lands, their strength surged beyond imagination.

This explained how Sangha Monastery's monks alone dominated the Southwest Region, keeping it firmly under thumb.

Zhang Yi stayed quiet too, shadowing them straight to Dazhuan Temple. He was curious what these mystically acting esoteric sect monks planned next.

Upon arriving at Dazhuan Temple with Zhang Yi, the trio guided him to the spacious, desolate courtyard out back.

A dilapidated pagoda loomed there, full of gaps and with its summit long crumbled away.

The three ushered Zhang Yi into the pagoda. One quick scan revealed a strange formation underfoot to Zhang Yi.

Though assured of himself, Zhang Yi never dropped his vigilance.

That's why he'd brought Hua Hua and kept his All Things Follow Traces skill active to sense everything around.

Still, no threats registered, and his Mind Domain scan over five kilometers nearby picked up zero Epsilon-level fighters.

Perfect.

Zhang Yi mused inwardly with a grin.

The three monks circled around Zhang Yi at the center.

Mukawa stood opposite Zhang Yi, hands clasped in prayer as he intoned a Buddhist chant.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, the demonic nature in you runs far too deep. Lay down your sword and attain Buddhahood right away. Repent now while there's still time!"

Zhang Yi eyed his look of mercy and grinned suddenly, asking,

"Lay down the sword and immediately attain Buddhahood? Great monk, how exactly does that work?"

Mukawa answered calmly, "Our esoteric sect illuminates the world and saves all beings. To repent, simply join us. I, Mukawa, will shave your head personally."

With that, he drew a razor slowly from his flowing sleeve.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but find it amusing.

So this whole show was just to make him a monk?

Smiling, he said, "But I've got a wife. Not ready to take vows that soon."

Mukawa intoned once more, "Amitabha. Your demonic nature weighs too heavily. Delay those vows, and you'll plunge into the Asura realm for real! Benefactor, join monastic life without further wait!"

As he finished, Mukawa gripped the razor and stepped toward Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi laughed lightly, "Sorry, no interest in becoming a monk."

The three men's faces darkened instantly.

Old monk Tsangpo jabbed a finger at Zhang Yi in fury, "Your demonic nature has spiraled out of control! Evil demon, this is your final shot at repentance! Enter Sangha Monastery, repent with true heart, and things can still turn around!"

By this point, Zhang Yi had figured out their game.

He'd slain Loren, proving his might.

Hence, Sangha Monastery sought to enlist him.

After all, grooming a squad leader superhuman took effort, particularly one they saw as an advanced squad leader type.

Zhang Yi sneered back, "Refuse to bow, and I'm suddenly an evil demon?"

Ashina snarled in rage, "You slew a Dharma-protecting Vajra from our esoteric sect! If not an evil demon, what are you? We've offered you a chance—take it! Or we'll have to exorcise demons and crush evil!"

Zhang Yi's lip curled faintly.

"What tidy logic. But sorry, me joining your esoteric sect? You're not qualified!"

With a chill laugh, Zhang Yi added, "Not you three—even your Lord of the Charnel Ground wouldn't qualify!"

Hearing that, fury blazed across all three visages.

In the whole Southwest Region, who dared speak such heresy?

Insulting their esoteric sect's guardian deity right to their faces? Unpardonable!

"Your demonic nature has seeped into your bones—irredeemable! Looks like we must hold the demon-subduing rite today!"

"Amitabha, time to redeem your misguided soul!"

Tsangpo showed pity on his face, yet in the next instant, his right hand shot out. A deafening "clattering" rang out.

Endless golden chains burst from his sleeve, blanketing the area around Zhang Yi and snaking toward his form!

No more talk—Zhang Yi yanked a slim Adamantine Metal blade from behind his Hidden Dragon armor.

Black flames blazed skyward. One swing, and the golden chains exploded in a thunderous shatter!

Zhang Yi loomed amid the black flames, black armor gleaming, blade in grip—like a demon god fresh from the abyss!

The trio had braced themselves, knowing Loren's killer wouldn't be pushover.

Yet Zhang Yi's displayed might still shook them.

Tsangpo's Mind-Chanting Chains excelled at binding foes, but couldn't stall Zhang Yi for even a second!

Hua Hua, next to Zhang Yi, declared, "I'll handle the fun. You back me up!"

To hide his true self, Zhang Yi avoided his telltale spatial powers.

He played the role of a fire-based melee superhuman for this fight.

Even toned down, he outclassed any regular Delta.

Zhang Yi hefted his black-flame-wreathed blade, flipping it to sweep slowly at the encircling trio.

"Today, I'll test just how real your power is, you phony monks!"

Fierce savagery ignited in Mukawa's gaze at last.

"Evil demon! Drop the arrogance!"

The three leaped back together, dodging the blade's arc.

Mukawa clutched prayer beads in both hands, palms together, murmuring chants.

Suddenly, winds howled and skies darkened. A massive tornado roared over the ground, laced with raging snow and ice, swallowing Zhang Yi's position whole!

Tsangpo recited sutras. Boundless golden radiance erupted behind him, a hazy Buddha statue emerging.

"Clatter—"

Countless golden chains unfurled from the statue, energy-forged links filling the space, targeting Zhang Yi amid the tempest!

Against such onslaughts, Zhang Yi for the first time fought back sans spatial powers, drawing solely on void strength to strike.

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