Chapter 1630 - Bashing Gods and Buddha (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The world was shocked! Everybody was shocked! The live stream was uploaded to the Internet, and countless people were watching it. They all saw the incredible moment!

Vishnu and Shiva were two Great Gods of India. As the mysterious and unfathomable existences in myths, they were supreme and worshiped by countless mortals. However, two such mighty existences were blown apart by Bu Fang, and they did not even have the strength to fight back. Bu Fang had given each of them a punch as if he was bashing some kids.

That caused an uproar among the people of Hua and almost broke the Internet.

“All hail the mighty Senior! Have you seen how he walloped those Indian Gods?”

“As expected, the Immortals of Hua are stronger!”

“Senior will forever be my idol… Let’s see if those Indian Gods would still be so naughty?”

The Internet users went crazy with their comments. They were much more receptive to new things nowadays. With the recovery of Earth’s spiritual energy, everything had changed. Gods and Immortals had descended in many countries, and Earth was no longer the same. However, people were always adapting to the environment, so they gradually got used to this kind of life.

However, when the four-faced Buddha emerged from the clouds in the sky as if hovering above the entire India, everyone was stunned. They felt a sense of fear wash over them. It was a kind of fear that awed them and made them want to worship.

When the Buddha appeared on the Internet, some people even knelt before their computers, shaking with fear. Their arrogance and their laughter were completely shattered as soon as this mighty existence came into sight.

In their eyes, the Buddha seemed like the supreme Lord Buddha. How could they continue to be so arrogant when Lord Buddha manifested himself before them? Buddha was a religion in Hua, and many people kneel to pray to him.

At this moment, the Immortals at Kunlun and Penglai all sensed the four-faced Buddha’s aura. Although Earth had expanded, it was still not too large for Gods and Immortals. The Ancestral Planet was tiny when compared with the Primitive Universe.

“It’s Brahma… He’s a top Immortal King who is just one step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor.”

“That evil man is too unbridled, but he does grow the spirits of the Hua’s Immortals.”

“It’s good that he had come. He can try that evil man’s tricks for us.”

All kinds of Immortals in Penglai and Kunlun were talking to each other. Bu Fang possessed two Divine Artifacts, so they would not let him go easily.

Meanwhile, the Western countries and the United States were watching the battle as well. When they saw the enormous four-faced Buddha that seemed to sit over the whole of India, they all sucked in their breaths.

They were horrified, especially the Americans. They had thought their weapons could defeat Gods and Immortals, and now they finally realized that those true top Gods and Immortals were not someone they could fight against.

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Bu Fang looked up indifferently at the huge four-faced Buddha in the sky, who was emitting bright Buddha’s light. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

The white-haired boy, who looked wretched with a bloody nose and a swollen face, was tied up by a link of large, cold chains, hanging in the sky before the Buddha. It was as if the Buddha was silently displaying his power to Bu Fang, who did stop his attack before the boy.

Shiva, who had turned into a woman, looked wretched and horrified. She fled to Brahma’s side in panic, shivering all over. Vishnu could no longer return—he was blown apart by the Immortal with one punch.

‘What level is that guy? A top Immortal King?’ Shiva did not dare to think of Bu Fang as too strong. Fear still filled her. As for the possibility that he was an Immortal Emperor… She did not even dare to think about it. She knew there were Immortal Emperors among Immortals of Hua, but she hoped he was not one of them.

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly as he looked at the arrogant White Tiger, who was still so egocentric even after he was beaten black and blue. ‘This is the White Tiger I know…’

“Dear benefactor… be lenient wherever it is possible,” Brahma said. His voice caused the void to shake, and his aura filled those who sensed it with dread. As he spoke, shafts of golden light and strange-looking Gods emerged behind him, while strange, enchanting music rippled through the air.

“Release this child,” Bu Fang said, staring at Brahma.

Everyone was watching. Along the border at the Himalayas, the armies of Hua were prepared for battle. Standing before them was the strongest Great God of India, an existence many claimed to be the creator of the world.

They did not dare to take him lightly, even though they knew that if Brahma really wanted to destroy them, there was no way they could resist. In today’s Earth, true top Gods and Immortals possessed absolute dominant power.

Brahma looked kindly at Bu Fang. He had one head, four faces, four arms, and he was golden from top to bottom, radiating the light of the Buddha.

“The Buddha is benevolent. You can trade the stove for a lifetime of peace for this child,” said Brahma. His voice was always so thunderous. All the Gods behind him were striking all kinds of poses as he spoke.

Bu Fang stared at Brahma with an expressionless face. “Trade the stove?” He shook his head. In that case, there was nothing to talk about between them. These stupid Gods simply had no idea that White Tiger and the stove were one.

He walked step by step up into the sky, rising higher and higher. “I will not trade with you, and you are not qualified to trade with me… Since you don’t want to release him, I’ll take him back with force…” he said.

Overbearing and arrogant, this was how the world saw Bu Fang. All the people of Hua fell silent, dumbstruck…

Suddenly, the kindly Brahma changed. He spun, and his benevolent face turned into a ferocious face, while the golden light that shrouded him faded away.

“You are full of sin! Sinner, you deserve ten thousand deaths! I now sentence you to death!” A string of prayer beads appeared in his hand, spinning, and a sonorous bird cry suddenly rang out.