481 Twenty Heavens of Buddha Realm (1/2)
Xing An was carrying his chest as usual. He was still a youth in white, just like the Xing An that Qin Mu had met in the fruit forest. Yet the two of them looked completely different, like two people who had no connection with one another.
Qin Mu's heart shook. The only person in the world that he might fear, besides Eternal Peace, was Xing An.
Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor was a saint and had his own principles when doing things. People who blocked his path would be gotten rid of, but as long as one didn't get in his way, he would remain their good friend.
Xing An was different.
His only goal was to collect. It was the collecting of the corporeal body parts of strong practitioners that had reached god realm in a certain area that urged him on!
His hobby was to take things he wanted from other people, but he wouldn't kill them. Instead, he would rear them in hopes for a second harvest.
He was unimaginably strong.
Heavenly Saint Cult was still not Heavenly Saint Cult of old, but all the strongest experts in the world were gathered there. It could be said that half of Eternal Peace Empire's strong practitioners had gathered at that time, along with over a dozen flood dragons that were of Divine Bridge Realm. Yet all of them had suffered a miserable defeat under that man's hand. In the end, they had to rely on the supplement Qin Mu refined to achieve victory.
Even so, Li Tianxing, the previous cult master of Heavenly Devil Cult, had still died in battle, leaving Granny Si alone.
After that battle, the people who were severely injured had to lie in beds for over ten days.
Xing An's battle power was something Qin Mu had never seen before.
On top of that, Xing An was brimming with innate talent and had comprehended all kinds of paths, skills, and divine arts to extremely high realms. His creation technique was taught to him by Pangong Tso and even Qin Mu didn't reach his height!
This kind of existence was too terrifying.
Qin Mu turned back to look at the golden peak and saw buddha rays rushing into the sky. The demon monks on the mountains nearby were in all kinds of poses. They all sat or crouched and some even stood on one leg, their wings spread. Most were in different poses and with different expressions. They were currently executing buddhist skills together with Little Rulai to enlighten Shaman God Kui.
In the sky above the golden peak, buddha rays condensed into physical substance, and like a golden flood, it gathered to form a golden lotus platform. On it, twenty heavens appeared with buddhas and gods of all sizes. They were all awe-inspiring and reserved. Dharma was widespread, the activity was astonishing, and the buddha voice vibrated endlessly!
'Such glorious and imposing Dharma is completely useless in front of Xing An,' Qin Mu thought to himself.
Since Little Thunderclap Monastery's experts were all suppressing and enlightening Shaman God Kui, they didn't have time to care about Xing An. And even if they did, they wouldn't be his match.
'Even though Little Thunderclap Monastery has a few great demons of cult master level, when faced with a terrifying character like Xing An, they could only delay for time. Based on Little Rulai's character, he might not even help me.' Qin Mu composed himself. 'The only one I can rely on now is myself. Poison, Ten Thousand Spirit Nature Technique, I wonder if they could deal with him…'
He was not too confident.
Xu Shenghua and the devil ape also noticed what was happening and hurriedly flew over.
”Who's the one carrying the chest?” Xu Shenghua was astonished and asked in a low voice, ”How strong! Is he a god?”
Qin Mu's expression became solemn. ”He's much harder to deal with than a god. Every part of his body is on the god realm, and that includes his blood, his primordial spirit, and his vital qi. Besides, I have yet to find his source…”
Xu Shenghua jumped in shock. ”True God?”
”No, but close.” Qin Mu gritted his teeth.
Xing An walked up the mountain at a leisurely pace while carrying the chest. Pangong Tso had clamped the blood vessels in his legs and was sprinting frantically up on his hands to catch up with him.
As for the two buck legs, he didn't go and pick them up.
”Old Brother Xing An, now you know I wasn't lying to you, right?” Pangong Tso smiled and said, ”I sensed its presence here, so the bald donkeys must have kidnapped my master's primordial spirit. Look at those buddha rays, those lawless fellows must be trying to purify my master.”
Xing An shook his head. ”They aren't trying to purify him, but to enlighten him. Little Rulai is a divine arts practitioners with a decent cultivation, on par with Daoist Ling Jing. When I chased after that guy for his divine blood, he said that Little Rulai had already cultivated vital qi that's equivalent to that of a god. I feel Little Rulai is worthy to be added to my collection as well; however, hidden symptoms had already shown up on my body by then so I didn't lay my hands on him.”
Pangong Tso supported himself with his hands after him. Even though Xing An's footsteps looked slow, his speed was very fast. This tired Pangong Tso out.
He smiled apologetically. ”After you receive my master's primordial spirit and kill Great Divine Physician Qin to take your revenge, will you fulfill your promise?”
”Don't worry, I will definitely give you what I promised,” Xing An said indifferently. He had a strange gaze as he thought to himself, 'After he attaches the two legs, I'll chop them off again. This way, I won't be breaking my promise.'
Buddha rays shone even brighter on the golden peak, and the lotus seemed to be lifted up by an immense strength. The buddha rays under the lotus throne flowed over in all direction like a flood, giving off deafening sounds of waves crashing against coastal cliffs!
”Bald donkey, a strong practitioner has come to the bottom of the mountain. I'm not going to play around with you guys anymore!”