Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

The night was as dark as ink, covering the palace occupied by the Buddhist family.

The palace was brightly lit, but it was difficult to dispel the heavy atmosphere.

At this moment, Shi Bendao, the powerful Buddhist from the Shi family, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand. His face was gloomy to the extreme, as if a dark cloud was pressing down on his head, making it hard to breathe.

His cold eyes swept over everyone present, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Do you think that I, Shi Bendao, came here from afar just for fun? Let me tell you, this is all for the purpose of seizing the blood power of your Wanshou Ancient Country, so that I can give birth to a Buddha child and pass on the supreme Buddhist teachings of my Shi family."

"The blood of your Wanshou Ancient Country contains an ancient and mysterious power, which is what my Buddhist family has been seeking for many years."

Shi Bendao's voice echoed in the palace, filled with unquestionable firmness.

However, faced with the threat from Shi Bendao, the people of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom did not retreat.

One of the old men stood up, his voice trembling but firm.

"Shi Bendao, as a Buddhist, you actually did such a shameful thing. Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Shi Bendao sneered, his eyes full of mockery:

"God's punishment? How could I, a noble and holy God, care about the opinions of mortals? Moreover, I am only doing this for the future of my Buddhist family. What's wrong with that?"

As he spoke, he swept his eyes over the crowd and continued, "You may not know that I am not the real Shi Bendao, but just an incarnation. My original body is still in the Shi family, practicing Buddhism and pursuing a higher realm. But even so, this incarnation is enough for me to complete this mission."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They never thought that this Buddhist master was just a clone.

However, despite being shocked, they became more determined not to let Shi Bendao succeed.

Kong Lingyu saw that the original body of Shi Bendao actually transmitted the message to his clone and started speaking.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He walked in front of the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Shi Bendao, as a Buddhist, you have done such a shameful thing. It is really heartbreaking. Today, I, Kong Lingyu of the Confucian School, will compete with you Buddhists to see who is the true right path!"

As Kong Lingyu finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire palace instantly became extremely tense.

A great battle concerning the dispute between Buddhism and Confucianism and the future of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom is about to unfold on this ancient land.

Shi Bendao took a deep breath of the air that smelled of earth and dead leaves, as if he was drawing the last bit of strength from it.

Then, he raised his head, his eyes as cold as stars, shooting directly at the young man with extraordinary temperament opposite him - Kong Lingyu.

"Kong Lingyu, you are extremely intelligent. Since you can see through my clone."

Shi Bendao's voice echoed in the silent air, with a barely perceptible tremor.

He knew that at this moment he was just a shadow projected by his original self, and his strength was far from that of Kong Lingyu.

"Then you should also understand what kind of existence my true self is."

Shi Bendao's voice suddenly became low and powerful, as if an invisible pressure emanated from him, causing the air around him to freeze.

He tried to use this majesty to suppress Kong Lingyu, but the other party's eyes were as firm as a rock.

Kong Lingyu smiled slightly, that smile was full of disdain and contempt. He said lightly.

“Shi Bendao, your original body is indeed powerful, but the you standing in front of me at this moment is just a clone that poses no threat at all.”

Shi Bendao's heart trembled, he knew that what Kong Lingyu said was true.

But he was unwilling to be looked down upon by the other party, so he took a deep breath and continued.

"Kong Lingyu, since you have already become a disciple of Confucianism and become one of those hypocritical scholars, the Wanshou Ancient Country has nothing to do with you anymore."

When Kong Lingyu heard this, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

He snorted coldly and said, "Shi Bendao, you are wrong. Although I am in the Confucian school, I always remember the kindness of the ancient country of Wanshou in my heart. I came here today to eliminate you, the beast, for the ancient country!"

Before he finished speaking, Kong Lingyu moved and rushed towards Shi Bendao like lightning.

Shi Bendao was shocked. He didn't expect Kong Lingyu to suddenly attack.

But he is one of the top masters of the Buddhist family after all. Even if he is just a clone, he still possesses considerable strength.

He quickly adjusted his breathing, gathered all his strength, and prepared to meet Kong Lingyu's attack.

The battle between the two men broke out instantly, and the surrounding void was shaken by their energy.

Although Shi Bendao tried his best to resist, Kong Lingyu's strength was far beyond his imagination. Every move and every style was so fierce that Shi Bendao was overwhelmed. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Sure enough, my clone is still unable to compete with Kong Lingyu!

However, just when Shi Bendao was about to be defeated, he suddenly felt a powerful breath coming from afar.

He felt something in his heart, knowing that this was a sign that his true self was about to arrive. He was delighted and his confidence increased immediately.

He believed that as long as his real self arrived, he would be able to defeat Kong Lingyu!

The wind was howling, and a narrow gap was torn in the clouds in the sky, as if foreshadowing the fierce battle that was about to take place.

"Here it comes! Here it comes!" Shi Bendao's voice echoed like thunder over the empty battlefield, shaking people's minds.

He was wearing a golden cassock embroidered with mysterious scriptures. Every step he took seemed to be shining with golden light, and he was majestic and powerful, like a sacred messenger walking out of the Buddha's kingdom.

However, facing such a powerful Shi Bendao, Kong Lingyu still looked indifferent, as if the opponent in front of him was just a breeze blowing by and could not stir up any waves in his heart.

He held a long sword in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Shi Bendao, and said in a cold voice: "Whether you are the original or the original, it makes no difference to me."

When Shi Bendao heard this, a strong murderous intent surged in his eyes. He clenched his fists and his golden robes fluttered in the wind.

He shouted angrily: "You...how dare you look down on me like this!" His voice was filled with anger and unwillingness.

As the two of them were confronting each other, a clear voice broke the tense atmosphere: "As expected of you, brother!" Wan Yun'er rushed out from the side, her eyes gleaming with admiration. She looked at Kong Lingyu, her eyes full of admiration and pride.

Wan Yuner knew that her brother Kong Lingyu was not only a noble descendant of Confucianism, but also an unrivaled genius.

Not only did he have profound attainments in Confucianism, he also reached an astonishing height in martial arts. Every move of his sword contained infinite power, enough to scare any opponent.

At this moment, Kong Lingyu was like a towering mountain in Wan Yun'er's heart. No matter what challenges and difficulties he faced, he could handle them calmly and stand firm. Although Shi Bendao was also a genius of his generation, he seemed so vulnerable in front of Kong Lingyu.

Wan Yun'er clenched her fists and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that her brother could defeat Shi Bendao in one fell swoop and bring glory to Confucianism.

Shi Bendao, this powerful man who used to hide in the shadows, was now like an enraged beast, his eyes wide open, flashing with a frightening fierce light, as if he wanted to devour everything. His aura was rising rapidly, and every wisp was filled with the smell of death and destruction.

Suddenly, the air seemed to be torn apart, and accompanied by a low roar, six dark figures appeared around Shi Bendao at the same time.

These figures are exactly the same as Shi Bendao himself, but each of them exudes a unique aura of oppression, like six towering mountains, which makes people feel awe.

These six figures are the six incarnations of Shi Bendao that have been carefully cultivated over countless years. They represent Shi Bendao's six desires - greed, arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness and lust.

The monarch of the Wanshou Ancient Country, who usually controls everything, couldn't help but show deep fear at this moment. He knew that these six clones were extraordinary, each of them had the strength of a god-transforming realm celestial monarch, and when they joined forces, even he would have to retreat.

Kong Lingyu, the descendant of Confucianism who was known for his calmness, also frowned and looked at them like a torch. He glanced at the six clones and immediately understood their origins and strengths.

"That's all."

Kong Lingyu snorted coldly.