Chapter 1627 - White Tiger Is in Trouble (2/2)

“Don’t worry, they pose no threat to me,” Bu Fang said lightly. He really was not worried at all. All he cared about was White Tiger and the God who captured him.

According to Garuda, three Gods could pose threats to White Tiger: Brahma, Shiva, and Vishnu. Garuda was once Vishnu’s mount, but later, after he had acquired some success in his cultivation base, he became independent. Perhaps he was now regretting the decision.

There were many other Gods in India, but only these three could pose threats to White Tiger. Shiva and Vishnu should both be peak Immortal Kings. As for Brahma, he was very likely to be an Immortal King.

It was normal for existences of these levels to capture White Tiger. After all, he was not in his perfect state now, and he did not even know who Bu Fang was. To Bu Fang, he was just a child who knew nothing about the world, just like the Vermilion Bird when she first came out of the egg.

Bu Fang felt it was his duty to find them and restore them to their perfect condition.

“Since Senior has decided, I’ll go and get the car ready,” Chief Luo said.

But Bu Fang waved his hand and turned down the offer. “I’ll set off straight away,” he said. To him, modern vehicles like cars were too slow.

“Senior, I want to go with you!” Xiao Ai’s eyes lit up, and she stared at Bu Fang with an excited look.

Bu Fang glanced at her and nodded. Chief Luo did not know whether to cry or laugh. ‘Looks like Senior is going to stir things up in this trip too…’ For some reason, he thought of Garuda’s sad end.

Bu Fang left the base with Nethery and Xiao Ai. Once outside, his divine sense poured out, enveloped the two girls. Then, they shot into the sky in a flash, turned into a stream of light, and shot toward the horizon.

Chief Luo and his peers at the State Supernatural Agency were shocked when they saw this. To them, this was the means of an Immortal. “Senior is indeed an… Immortal!” Chief Luo said with mixed emotions. He remembered how he had mistaken Bu Fang as an ordinary man when they first met. At the thought of that, his face flushed.

Suddenly, the smartphone Chief Luo had clipped to his waist began to ring. He answered the call, and his expression changed.

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The wind was blowing, howling like some monstrous beast, but Xiao Ai did not feel it at all. She carried a bag containing equipment such as a camera and a computer. She was going to do a live stream of Bu Fang’s activities this time. She felt that he could give people faith, which was what the world needed these days!

She looked down. Mountains were flashing by. They moved so fast that it was as though they were traveling through time. In just the blink of an eye, they passed the Himalayas.

Suddenly, Bu Fang frowned, then he stopped flying and hovered in midair.

“What’s the matter?” Nethery asked, confused.

“Someone is here to stop me,” Bu Fang said after thinking for a while.

Nethery and Xiao Ai paused, then they raised their heads and looked into the distance. Ahead of them was a vast expanse of land. They saw clouds of dust rising here and there, and heard a loud rumbling sound echoing through the air.

Tanks and armored vehicles rumbled across the plains, kicking up dust, and many cold muzzles were aiming at Bu Fang. There were red-tipped missiles as well. Rocket launchers, machine guns, and all sorts of weapons were targeting him. In addition, troops of soldiers clad in camouflage were waiting for him with guns in hands.

Xiao Ai’s expression changed in an instant. “This…”

“Looks like they are prepared.” Bu Fang’s face remained unchanged. He narrowed his eyes, looked to the rear of those troops, and saw a huge illusive figure crouching there. It was a God riding on the back of a divine elephant. Locked in a strange posture, the God was looking at him as well.

“Why do the Gods of India still rely on the military power of mortals?” Nethery, standing at Bu Fang’s side, said and pursed her lips.

“Senior must not underestimate military power. As Earth’s spiritual energy recovers, today’s military power has transformed. It now has the ability to suppress Gods and Immortals. Besides, once these weapons are fired, they are likely to cause global unrest…”

Xiao Ai’s face was pale. She even forgot that the camera in her hand was live streaming. Someone on the Internet had claimed that the previous video she uploaded was fake, so she decided to live stream this time to give those people a slap in the face. However, she was beginning to regret the decision.

“It doesn’t matter… I will bring the boy back. No matter how many people come to stop me, the result will be the same,” Bu Fang said mildly. He glanced at the illusive God and twitched the corner of his mouth. Then, he turned to Nethery, shook his hand, took out a honeyed grill roc wing, and gave it to her.

“By the time you finish the wing, I should be almost done with them,” Bu Fang said.

Nethery pursed her lips and took the grilled wing. Meanwhile, Foxy and Shrimpy, who were lying on Bu Fang’s shoulders, jumped over to her shoulders at the same time.

Xiao Ai was stunned. ‘Senior is truly… Senior. He’s still as aggressive as before! Is he going to wipe out an entire army this time?!’

Bu Fang turned around. The wind was blowing at him, causing his Vermilion Robe to flap noisily and his long hair to wave messily. “I don’t care what God you are. If you refuse to give me the White Tiger, I will kill you all.” His indifferent voice echoed out. The next moment, he clasped his hands behind him and took a step forward.

As he took his first step, the troops on the distant plain opened fire at the command of their general. Cannons, rockets, grenades, and all kinds of shells were fired from tanks, armored vehicles, and machine guns. Even as Bu Fang walked across the plain, they arced across the sky, trailing flames and smoke as they rained down at him.

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