1416 A Crushing Defea (1/2)

The might of a God was naturally extraordinary. For a moment, the whole ground seemed about to collapse, and the power was so terrible that the people could hardly breathe. The old village head was already trembling all over and almost went down on his knees, but Bu Fang just stood at where he was with a calm face.

The great world where Xiayi Divine Dynasty was located was much more prosperous than the Great Netherworld, and its overall strength was stronger, but Gods were not so common here either.

To become a God, one would have to comprehend a Law. However, the Laws were extremely profound and could not be comprehended by ordinary people. As a result, Demigods and Gods were still lofty and rare existences here.

For example, although Misty Mountain was considered the most formidable power in this region, only its chief was a God. Among its several number twos, the strongest were just Demigods.

A God could become an official in the court of Xiayi Divine Dynasty. Of course, if this God was an ordinary one, the given post would not be too important. However, if one could become an official of the Divine Dynasty, that was considered a skyrocketing rise.

In fact, if the chief of the Misty Mountain had not committed a crime, he would not have chosen to be a bandit.

The old village head shivered. The power of the God made it impossible for him to think about fighting back. It was too strong. The power of a God was simply too terrible! He felt as though the sky was about to collapse and crush him.

”DIE NOW!”

The chief's eyes burst into a thousand lights as he threw down the palm at Bu Fang's head.

Holding a spear, Whitey's mechanical eyes flashed brilliantly, but Bu Fang raised a hand and stopped it from doing anything.

”Whitey, handle the others… Leave this God to me. I want to know how strong I am with my current fighting strength,” Bu Fang said.

Upon hearing that, Whitey's mechanical eyes flickered, and then it disappeared as if it had teleported away. When it reappeared, it was already in the distance, charging toward a Demigod. Soon, it was fighting fiercely with many bandits.

”You're bold!” Instead of flying into a rage, the chief laughed. He could not believe what he had just heard. This Demigod wanted to fight him, a God, alone? How could this fellow underestimate the might of a God?!

Bu Fang exhaled softly, and his Vermilion Robe fluttered. As the villagers watched in mute amazement, he rose into the sky and came in front of the chief in a flash. Although he was facing a God, he showed no fear at all.

”The Law of Snow!” The chief's eyes flickered as he threw out a palm, and an ice dragon immediately appeared in the sky. Shrouded in snowflakes, it swooped down on Bu Fang. He was going to crush Bu Fang with the power of a complete Law!

Bu Fang hovered in midair, his Vermilion Robe flapping noisily. With a thought, a silver flame emerged in his hand, burning quietly and unaffected by the raging snowstorm. Facing the huge ice dragon, he exhaled softly as if blowing at the flame.

The silver flame immediately began to sway, emanating the force of complete Laws. Then, with a rumble, it became violent and transformed into a silver Roc, which spread its wings and approached the ice dragon in a flash.

Burned by the silver Roc, the ice dragon melted bit by bit and gradually disappeared.

”What kind of fire is this?!” The chief's face changed as he sucked in a cold breath. As a God, he never thought his Law of Snow would melt in the flame. Even if that was the Law of Fire, it could not melt his Law of Snow so easily!

He bolted backward, feeling a sense of crisis.

”So you finally know how to dodge?” The corners of Bu Fang's lips twitched slightly. The next moment, the bandages around his arm came off, revealing the Taotie Arm. He raised another hand and wiped it across the arm, covering it with flames.

Bu Fang had no good impression of bandits. He had spared the number two's life just to attract these other chiefs of the Misty Mountain. Besides, he needed their warship to travel to the capital.

Although he believed in Lord Dog's strength, he was still somewhat worried. After all, the Divine Dynasty and the Netherworld were two different worlds. He needed to regroup with them as soon as possible.

Stepping on the void, Bu Fang's divine sense exploded out. Monstrous waves rose in his spirit sea as he sped through the air and drew himself closer to the God in an instant.

”You're courting death!”

The chief never expected that Bu Fang would be so bold. Although that bizarre fire scared him a little, it did nothing more than that. He was a God. How could he be afraid of a Demigod?

He reached out a hand and touched his waist, producing a spear in an instant. The red tassels attached to it fluttered as he thrust it with all his might toward Bu Fang's head. A snowstorm raged and followed.