Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 896 - 715: The Light of Green Day_3

The majestic face commands respect without anger.

This sacred aura conveys selfless love even without words.

The atmosphere in the venue has been elevated to a new height successfully.

"Today, I come here to bring you some insignificant experiences, a shred of wonderful insight felt by a humble believer during enlightenment. I hope it can be helpful to you all."

Sanship Longma smiled, stepped up to the podium, took a deep breath, ready to recount the beautiful scenes seen through the mind’s eye while transcending various dimensions in his practice.

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and his parted lips abruptly stopped.

His face flushed.

As he looked at the polite smiling faces in the audience, he froze in place.

The scene seemed different from before.

"It’s all fake." A voice whispered in his ear: "They’re all deceiving you."

Deceiving me?

Sanship was puzzled, falling into confusion.

"Indeed, they are all deceiving you."

The voice continued: These false believers, pretending to be moved and understanding, are just acting—just acting! They’re merely trying to use the faith of the sect to achieve their own ends...

Don’t you know? To earn more money and gain higher power, these people will do anything!"

Anger.

At that moment, Sanship felt the burning of anger!

Just thinking about this made the previously calm Sanship enraged beyond control.

No more tolerance!

At this moment, his soul seemed to soar in the flames of anger, returning once more to the sacred ninth dimension, merging with the great Holy Spirit, wielding righteousness and truth, transforming into radiant light!

Thus, making it easier to perceive how filthy the fools of this world are!

These false believers, they are so brazen!

Such dirty existence dares to seize precious positions in the bright Sanctuary, tainting their faith—it’s a great humiliation!

Never had he felt such clarity in practice, as the anger from the Holy Spirit continuously poured into his soul.

"For the illumination of Paradise, go forth, Sanship!"

The God Spirits of the Cosmic Cathedral bestowed blessings and commands in his ear: "Use the power of light against them!"

In that moment, Sanship Longma couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

The compassionate face transformed into an iron-blue color, already filled with ferocity.

He clenched his fist.

"Someone come!"

On the podium, the monk receiving divine will suddenly slammed the table, opened his mouth, and roared loudly: "Prepare—capture the demon!!"

The thunderous roar instantly echoed on the podium, transforming into thunder, breaking the silence, with rolling echoes lingering long in the believers’ ears, leaving everyone puzzled and bewildered.

Unable to react.

Only the Holy Woman beside quickly turned her head, glaring secretly, burning with anger.

You bastard, what are you talking about?

Immediately, everything went black.

Bang!

Before she could signal with her eyes, she saw Sanship raise the exquisite scepter and smash it on that compassionate face.

"Audacious demon, I could tell at a glance you’re not human, reveal your true form for me!"

Sanship Longma roared, holding high the blood-stained scepter, raising his hand, fervently chanting the holy spell from illuminated Paradise along with the words of the Holy Spirit.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamahong!!!"

He wielded the scepter towards this demon disguised as Holy Woman, smashing down repeatedly.

Ignoring her miserable screams and cries, Sanship furiously bellowed, smashing the scepter again: "Small Trick, how dare you show off—Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!!!"

With a loud bang, astonishingly, the scepter was broken by the angry Sanship.

Before all the guests’ eyes, Sanship Longma discarded the broken scepter, riding upon the Holy Woman’s body, swinging the Iron Fist burning with the wrath of light, delivering divine punishment.

"Speak quickly! Are you the demon! Speak!!"

In rage, he tore the robe at random, revealing the majestic Paradise scroll on his back.

Around the twisted black Heavenly Dragon, indistinguishable in form, clusters of clouds resembling squid tentacles drift. In the corner, a pink hairdryer is beautifully added like the final touch, infusing it with perfect vitality.

And on the top, a round green sun rises high on the emaciated spine, radiating dark green striped rays.

The light of the Green Day shines upon the earth.

"Praise!"

Amidst the frightened believers, Huai Shi clicked the camera shutter.

Like this, gazing from afar at his perfect creation, he turned his thumbs up to the stunned believer beside him, sincerely applauding: "Truly a wise monk! Exorcizing demons and banishing evil is really remarkable... Aiyo, even knocked out teeth, oh, Thunderbolt technique, Bodhisattva heart, incredible!

Look, quickly look, that demon is repenting, she’s crying... she’s crying!"

Amidst the believers’ terrified screams, the Holy Woman lay on the ground, already unconscious, her hollow eyes reflecting the splendid dome in a daze.

Under the purification of the Holy Punch, tears finally flowed out.