Chapter 1622 - The Beleaguered Nethery (2/2)

Shafts of light erupted from the back of an Indian God as he threw out thousands of palm strikes. For a moment, countless palms filled the sky, approaching Nethery. Not far from him, the giant bear opened its mouth, roared, and shot out an energy shell from between its jaws.

The wind howled, and the snowstorm seemed to blow harder.

The old Lama opened his eyes and flicked his arm. The golden rings strung on the arm shot out instantly, heading straight toward Nethery. At the same time, the female Immortals standing in the distant peak pinched their fingers. At the gesture, flower petals fell from the sky and turned into spinning sharp blades, ripping through the air as they closed in on Nethery.

At that moment, everyone was on the same page. Of all the four Divine Artifacts, the stove was the last one they could fight for. The black wok was taken away by the Church of the West, the kitchen knife was possessed by the Gods of the Pyramids, and the chef’s robe was acquired by a mysterious Qi cultivator from Hua. That left them with the stove. Therefore, these Gods and Immortals would not give up easily.

A rumbling sound filled the air as countless energy blasts fell from the sky. Nethery looked up, her eyes cold and her black hair waving violently in the wind. Then, she lifted her fist and threw out another punch. As all watched in shock, she actually fended off all the energy attacks with one punch!

Among the experts present, many were Heaven Immortals, including the Indian God, the old Lama, and the female Immortals on the distant peak. Their attacks had caused the sky to shatter.

A rapid popping sound rang out as countless lines appeared and spread across the ground under Nethery’s feet. It was as though the whole mountaintop was about to crumble. Then, a loud rumble echoed out, and the top of the mountain began to shatter.

Snows broke and fell, turning into an avalanche. For a moment, a rumbling filled the air as if the whole world was falling apart. The people at the foot of the Himalayas all knelt on the ground with fear, bowing and chanting. “The Gods are fighting on the Holy Mountain!” The battle between the Gods and the Immortals terrified them.

Nethery’s face was cold. She clutched the White Tiger Heaven Stove with one hand, then used the other to fend off the attack from those experts. Under her feet, the snows turned into a huge whirlpool, rumbling.

The sight shocked many people. “Where did this girl come from? How could her fleshly body be so absurdly strong?!”

“Dear benefactor… Take a step back and get some clarity on the situation. You have no use of the stove. Why don’t you offer it to the Buddha and give us the opportunity…” said the old Lama. Whenever his golden rings fell, they struck Nethery and made her body rumble.

Nethery glared at the old Lama. “Shut up! You know nothing! I can trade this stove for food! Can your opportunity be eaten?!” she said.

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The old Lama’s eyes turned cold. “What nonsense are you talking about? You are too obstinate to be awakened. You can never fight against so many Gods with the mere body of a mortal. What a fool!”

He gave a loud, long cry, then golden light began to spread from his palms. Suddenly, he clasped them together and rubbed them against each other. A few moments later, a huge golden staff fell from the sky. Many golden rings were fastened to it, and they rang loudly as a holy aura erupted from the staff.

“This is the Buddha’s Divine Artifact, and I will use it to suppress you, evil girl!” the old Lama said coldly.

Many experts sucked in their breaths. The Indian God shuddered with fear, while the few female Immortals fell silent.

The staff glowed as it fell from the sky, approaching Nethery. It was the old Lama’s treasure, the Divine Artifact used by the Lord Buddha, and it contained power strong enough to suppress the skies.

The old Lama was confident that the staff would be able to defeat the evil girl. By unleashing it, he was also telling the others that he was determined to acquire the stove. And sure enough, it had frightened many Gods and Immortals.

The ground under Nethery’s feet caved in, and the snow turned into another avalanche. In just the blink of an eye, the topmost layer of the mountain was gone. Snowflakes swirled around her, forming a huge whirlpool of snow and trapping her. For a moment, she seemed to be completely swallowed.

Despite the seemingly critical situation, Nethery still showed no fear. Suddenly, she paused, then turned her head and looked at the sky. She heard a whistling sound approaching from that direction!

A strange God riding on a huge bear roared and soared into the sky. “Who goes there?! How could you not follow the rules!” he growled as his body began to glow.

Four Lamas put their palms together and flew into the sky as well, trying to stop the figure who came to intervene in their business.

A figure was closing in at great speed from the horizon. It did not walk on air nor ride on clouds, but was flying straight toward them like a cannonball. Everyone’s expression changed drastically when they heard the terrible sonic booms.

The giant bear thumped its chest and roared.

The corners of Nethery’s mouth twitched slightly as she looked at the approaching figure.

A rumbling sound echoed out as the strange God standing on the giant bear’s shoulders collided with the figure. A blinding light broke out in the sky, and then the strange God exploded into a cloud of blood mist, while the giant bear was thrown to the ground, sinking deep into the snow.

The four Lamas tried to block the figure, but in just a flash, they were flying backward, coughing blood. Then, a blast swept past them, crushing their lower bodies in an instant.

The air was filled with a terrifying aura that made everyone suffocate.

In just a flash, the figure landed at Nethery’s side. The howling snowstorm seemed to freeze at this moment as the figure slowly raised his head, revealing an expressionless face.