Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
While the helicopters were struggling to climb up the higher altitude, the fighter jets zoomed past them. Sitting in one of the jets, Chief Luo and Xiao Ai widened their eyes, and they gasped as they watched Bu Fang plunge straight down on the highest peak of the world like a cannonball.
The scene on the mountaintop was horrible, and it sent a shudder of fear through them. They saw a grizzly bear as huge as a hill and a strange God standing on its shoulder, glowing. However, as soon as Bu Fang landed, he blew the God apart and threw the bear into the snow.
The God was blown apart before he could even shriek. What great strength would it take to do that?
“Senior is so… domineering!” Xiao Ai clenched her fists, her eyes gleaming. She thought what happened before them was beautiful. A black-haired, black-dressed girl was attacked by many evil people, and just as she was losing all hope, a man descended like a God riding on an auspicious cloud and killed one of the evil guys!
She bet that Bu Fang’s domineering demeanor would dazzle all girls in the world! At the thought of that, her eyes got big, and she quickly pulled out a video camera.
“What are you doing?” Chief Luo gave Xiao Ai a puzzled look.
“I want to record everything about Senior! From now on, I’m his number one fan!” Xiao Ai said, holding her chin high.
Chief Luo rolled his eyes, but he did not stop her. The world had changed. The emergence of various Gods and Immortals had already made the people aware of the existence of superhumans in the world. So, it did not matter if this was recorded. In fact, the recording might be able to set off a cultivating craze among mortals, which he thought was a good thing.
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Bu Fang landed, raised his head, glanced around. The raging avalanche seemed to stop the moment he arrived, and the atmosphere froze.
As Nethery looked at the familiar figure before her, the corners of her mouth curled upward slightly. ‘He’s finally here… I knew it was right to guard the White Tiger Heaven Stove. He will come to look for it eventually.” She pursed her lips.
The surrounding snowflakes halted in midair as if they were all held by an invisible hand.
“Who is this man?!” The old Lama glared with a look of doubt flashing in his eyes.
The few female Immortals hovering in midair far away looked puzzled, while many strange Gods narrowed their eyes. They were waiting for the right time to strike, and they never expected that a stranger would come and interfere with their plans. Could he be the girl’s rescuer?
“Are you here to save her? This stove belongs to the Zen School of Buddhism. No one can stop us from retrieving it!” the old Lama said coldly.
The halted snowstorm began to howl again, and the avalanche rumbled down to swallow Bu Fang. Boulders cracked and shattered as the snow struck them, while cascades of snow stacked up as they swept down toward Nethery and Bu Fang.
Expressionless, Bu Fang looked up and glanced at the surrounding snow. Then, he simply ignored the terrible avalanche and turned to Nethery. “You’ve been waiting for a long time, haven’t you?” he asked.
Nethery nodded, lifted her hand, and slapped the White Tiger Heaven Stove. The stove immediately flew toward Bu Fang. “I can finally return this thing to its rightful owner.” She did not lower her voice, so everyone around them heard what she said.
“He’s the rightful owner? Are you kidding me? This stove is mine!” the old Lama growled as his eyes burst into a bright light.
Ting-a-ling!
The golden staff spun in the sky and plunged straight down. Nethery had been its target, but this time, it went for the stove instead.
Dong!
A loud noise rang out. The staff struck the stove as it flew toward Bu Fang, causing it to smash into the ground. The whole mountain shook violently, and the avalanche came rumbling down, burying both the stove and the staff under heavy snows.
Nethery leaped and walked over the falling snow, her long hair and long dress waving messily as she fixed her eyes on Bu Fang. The next moment, a huge pile of snow came crashing down, and in just the blink of an eye, it completely engulfed Bu Fang.
That gave everyone pause. They never expected that things would turn out this way. Chief Luo and Xiao Ai, sitting in the fighter jet roaring back and forth in the sky, were struck dumb as well. “Senior… Senior is engulfed by the avalanche?”
The old Lama’s face was cold, his long beard and long eyebrows waving in the wind. Suddenly, his pupils constricted. He saw a silver light break out through the white snow. It was a wisp of flame, and as soon as it appeared, the snow began to melt and evaporate at a rate visible to the naked eye, rising into the sky in wisps of hot steam.
All the people sucked in their breaths as they looked at the pile of snow. The young man appeared once again, and a silver flame was wheeling around him like a silver lotus, melting and evaporating the surrounding snow with each rotation. The rising steam twisted the void around him, making him look like a transcendent being.
Soon, all the snow around Bu Fang evaporated, exposing what was hiding under them, the rocky mountaintop. That shocked everyone. The snow on the Roof of the World was evaporated with just a thought? What kind of means was that?
“Acting all mysterious! You will die!”
The old Lama was quite murderous. Without saying another word, he leaped into the air and threw out his palm. The golden rings on his arms rushed forward and collided with each other, filling the air with a noisy clanging sound. Then, a golden palm suddenly emerged in the sky, which looked like a palm strike thrown down by the Buddha.
The few female Immortals hovering in the distance looked shocked.
“What a powerful palm! It is almost as strong as the full-force blow of a Heaven Immortal!”
“He truly is an expert from the Zen School… So strong!”
“The Queen Mother warned us of those from the Zen School… She is right!”
As the female Immortals whispered to each other, Bu Fang looked up at the palm, his face expressionless. ‘The full-force blow of a Heaven Immortal?’ The corner of his mouth twitched in disdain.
Facing the palm, Bu Fang lifted his Taotie Arm, gave it a shake, then threw out a punch. A rumble rang out like thunder. It was as though the skies were falling. Without any fancy moves, the fist with pure physical force collided with the old Lama’s palm.
A close match that the crowd imagined did not appear. For a moment, all the people were gasping in disbelief. The scene before their eyes was completely beyond their expectation.
The young man was unscathed. He had taken the old Lama’s palm strike, and yet his feet did not even move. He was still locked in the same posture, with his fist pointing at the sky.
On the other hand, the old Lama’s expression changed drastically, and his face turned pale as a sheet in an instant. The spiritual energy in him seemed to have exhausted completely. The huge golden palm in the sky was crumbling, and he was knocked flying backward by Bu Fang’s punch. Even all his golden rings had broken into pieces.
The sound of bone breaking could be heard when the old Lama crashed onto the ground with both legs sunk deep into the earth. From a distance, it looked like he was on his knees.
All the people present were stunned, including the strange Gods, Immortals, the female Immortals, and countless Lamas. Chief Luo and Xiao Ai, sitting in the fighter jet, gasped.
The eminent Lama of the Zen School was defeated by Bu Fang with just one punch! How was that even possible?!
“My lord!”
Roaring and hissing, the other Lamas dashed forward. Their auras towered into the sky and joined together, while they mounted on the shoulders of those in front of them and turned into a huge Zen Buddha. Even as it was formed, the Buddha pointed a finger at Bu Fang, and those Lamas who formed the Buddha pointed out their fingers as well.
This was a powerful formation of the Zen School. At this moment, they had to use it.
A little Lama ran up to the old Lama, trying to pull him up from the ground. However, the old Lama’s head was bowed, and he felt extremely weak.
“Run… Quickly…” the old Lama coughed and said weakly, glancing at the little Lama. The pride in his eyes was gone, and all that was left in them was… fear. He could not believe that Bu Fang had destroyed his secret art with just one punch. That was one of the Zen School’s strongest arts!
“Don’t worry, my lord! The Senior Brothers will definitely be able to subdue this evil man!” the little Lama said excitedly. However, as soon as his voice rang out…
He heard a loud noise, then a thousand shrieks that erupted at the same time. Jets of blood suddenly filled the sky, and those Lamas all flew backward in panic. Their arms with their fingers pointed out had all exploded into blood and gores.
Some blood spilled on the little Lama’s face, and he was stunned.
“How dare you bully my friend?” Like before, Bu Fang just threw out one punch. With some of his strength restored now, he was extremely fearsome. Glancing indifferently at the Lamas, who he had sent running away with his fist, he raised his hand.
At the gesture, the White Tiger Heaven Stove flew out from a pile of snow that had not melted. A staff was stuck on it. It was the Divine Artifact of the Zen School.
Bu Fang caught the stove with one hand. He looked at the staff, then grabbed it and pulled it out. Under the control of his divine sense, a silver fire lotus slowly drifted out, landed on the staff, and climbed up along its straight shaft. Gradually, the golden staff began to melt. The mighty power in it tried to struggle, but it was suppressed by him.
The old Lama, with both his legs sunk deep into the ground, stared fixedly at Bu Fang and the melting staff. “You… You…” He pointed a finger at Bu Fang as blood gushed out of his mouth. Then, he fell limply to the ground, losing all signs of life.
The color drained from the faces of all the other Lamas in an instant.
“He’s so strong!”
The female Immortals were shocked, speechless. They could not believe a man could be so violent and domineering until… he scared the Venerable Lama of the Zen School to death.
Nethery landed at Bu Fang’s side as he shook his hand. The liquid that the staff had melted into sprinkled on the ground, causing the snow to evaporate with a sizzling sound.
After briefly inspecting the White Tiger Heaven Stove, Bu Fang frowned. Sure enough, the stove’s Artifact Spirit was gone. He must have taken human form like the Vermilion Bird and left.
“Nethery, do you know where the egg placed before the stove is?” he asked.
Nethery paused, then she shook her head. “I don’t know. I snatched this stove from a monk after killing him with one punch,” she said, her face expressionless. “Bu Fang, I’m hungry.”
Bu Fang felt his head ache a little. ‘Where did that egocentric White Tiger go?’ he thought to himself. To Nethery, he said, “Alright… I’ll cook something for you once I’ve settled the trouble.”
In the fighter jet hovering in the sky, Chief Luo sucked in a cold breath. ‘Senior is so domineering! Senior is invincible!’ Suddenly, he heard the pilot let out a horrified cry. That gave him pause. He turned his head and immediately saw a fierce face outside the window. It was a burly man with a pipa in hand.
The man opened his mouth and roared, “You cannot escape from us, evil man! Stop resisting and let us take your head!” His voice echoed out and rumbled in the sky. For a moment, the whole Himalayas shook violently.
Meanwhile, four glowing figures standing on four auspicious clouds emerged in four corners of the sky. The four ferocious Immortals—Mo Lihai, Mo Liqing, Mo Lihong, and Mo Lishou—had arrived!
An astounding immortal aura surged and filled the area, while monstrous waves of killing intent rushed toward Bu Fang, causing the snowstorm to fall silent!
