Chapter 1560 - 586: Feigned Cooperation
In front of my Buddha—who dares act recklessly?
Even though filth spilled from his mouth, at this instant the Sixth Shock was still intimidated by this Buddha.
He froze on the spot.
His mind was for a moment filled with confusion.
But it lasted only a brief instant from start to finish; the next moment, the Inner Strength of the Emperor’s Shocking World Book had already coursed through his entire body.
Imperial Absolute Technique: at one fury, thunder moves; at one slaughter, a million corpses; wherever the sword points, nothing can stand in its way!
Even if a true Buddha stood before him, he still had the ambition and courage to butcher gods and annihilate Buddhas.
With a roar, the shadow of a figure wearing a Dragon Robe and the Emperor’s Crown appeared behind the Sixth Shock.
Then he stretched out a single palm, and the surrounding illusions instantly shattered into pieces.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out one after another, and the Bei Forest really had rotten luck.
When the Nanhai Martial God set up this Heaven and Earth Four Extremes Thousand Stele Array back in the day, he had not neglected to plant killing moves within.
It’s just that after several thousand years, its power was no longer what it once was.
Moreover, several hundred years ago Emperor Xuan rode across the Jianghu to this place and had already broken almost all the killing moves within cleanly.
Now, as the Sixth Shock’s Inner Strength vibrated, the Steles were blown into fine dust one after another.
Stone dust filled the sky, making the Sixth Shock knit his brows tightly.
He swept his sleeve, brushing the stone dust aside, his face actually full of regret.
When he raised his head again, that Master Kong Yan and Shi Cheng were already nowhere to be seen.
Clearly they had hidden themselves within the Bei Forest, not daring to show their faces for the time being.
The Sixth Shock let out a vicious snort, then flew onto that circular stone platform.
He first cast a glance at that skeleton.
The one who’d collapsed seated here could only be the Nanhai Martial God.
His martial arts were too profound—externally cultivating Vajra, internally cultivating Glazed Glass; even thousands of years had not ground his bones into dust.
The Sixth Shock merely swept a glance and then let out a cold laugh:
"A pile of bones, guarding a broken Stele—make way."
As his voice fell, he snapped open his folding fan with a pa, and gave a sweep.
Inner Strength flowed out with the fan’s surface, whipping up a blast of Vigorous Wind that directly swept the Nanhai Martial God’s remains away, slamming them into the Bei Forest and scattering them all over the ground.
The Sixth Shock’s gaze shifted to the base of that Stele:
"So this is the array’s eye...
"Back then, when the Da Xuan Dynasty entered the Martial God Temple, they sought to seize the Qiyun suppressed within the Martial God Temple by this Heaven and Earth Four Extremes Thousand Stele Array.
"A pity they fell short at the final step.
"The first Emperor Xuan of the Da Xuan Dynasty, drawing on the legacy of the Black Dragon Ancient Country, created the Emperor’s Shocking World Book and built the Da Xuan Dynasty’s foundation for several hundred years.
"They failed to seize the Qiyun suppressed beneath the Heaven and Earth Four Extremes Thousand Stele Array back then; now it can fulfill me."
He turned around, sat cross-legged, and began circulating the Emperor’s Shocking World Book.
In an instant, the Bei Forest trembled, as if resonant sounds were ringing out.
Somewhere within the Bei Forest, Shi Cheng craned his neck, peeking toward the core of the forest, his brows knitting at once:
"What martial arts is he practicing?
"How can it cause such a commotion?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Master Kong Yan beside him.
Master Kong Yan’s face had gone faintly pale; his thirty years of silent meditation had abruptly been broken, and facing the Emperor’s Shocking World Book head-on had indeed taken quite a toll on him.
At this, he cast Shi Cheng a sideways look:
"What the hell does that have to do with you..."
"???"
Shi Cheng stared, dumbfounded; when this man didn’t speak, he truly looked like a high monk of the Buddhist sect.
After this silent meditation broke, how did he start talking like this?
With a turn of thought, he suddenly understood, and hurriedly cupped his fists:
"It was this junior’s fault just now; I beg Master’s forgiveness.
"However... Master, you are after all a man who has left home; for your first sentence after breaking silent meditation to be cursing someone... is perhaps a bit improper.
"At the very least, you should say something like ’Lay down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot.’"
"Why should I?"
Master Kong Yan rolled his eyes:
"You say kill and we kill; you say lay down the knife and one can become a Buddha?
"Why should all the good things fall to you?"
Shi Cheng was struck dumb for a moment.
He felt that what this Monk said did make sense, but why did it sound so bizarre coming from his mouth?
He shook his head lightly, took out two pills of wound medicine from his breast, and handed one to Master Kong Yan.
Kong Yan gave them a glance or two, then popped it into his mouth and chewed as he muttered:
"Tell me, you father and son—out of all the things you could do, you just love getting lost.
"Your old man was chasing Lei Zhenming; running and running, and then he vanished.
"Usually he’s sharp-eared and bright-eyed, but the moment he gets lost, all six senses seal up; this old monk kept waving from behind, and he just stubbornly refused to hear.
"In the end, I chased all the way, and your old man was gone too.
"This old monk walked one dark road to the end, and somehow ran into you, another little lost bug.
"And you still just had to get lost in such a critical place."
He’d practiced silent meditation for thirty years; when he first opened his mouth earlier, he was still a bit rusty.
Now, after this whole string of words, he was slowly returning to normal.
On hearing this, Shi Cheng quickly asked:
"Master, do you know what this place is?"
"But of course."
Master Kong Yan snorted and spoke in a low voice:
"This is the Martial God Temple!"
"..."
If not for the fact that the other was, after all, a Master of Jingang Temple, Shi Cheng would have smacked him in the face with his shoe.
Did we need you to say that?
He immediately decided not to keep bickering tongue-to-tongue with Kong Yan here; turning his head back, he once more looked toward where the Sixth Shock was, his eyes itching to act.
"This old monk advises you not to act rashly."
Kong Yan’s voice drifted into his ears.
Shi Cheng quickly turned to look at him:
"Why? When someone is practicing, it’s most taboo to disturb them.
"If I strike while he’s cultivating with all his heart, even with his supreme martial arts, I might well beat him half to death.
"Once I’m done, I’ll run; Master, you just need to cover my retreat."
"This old monk won’t care about you."