Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 616 - 343: Didi Substitute Fight and Twin-Tails Kamikaze Team_2

The 'old codger' seized the opportunity, merging ten swords into one, with sword Qi like a startling rainbow, shattering the Black Buddha's kasaya and piercing the solidified apparition.

It also pierced into the chest and abdomen of the little monk.

Yet, the Black Buddha did not vanish. At the moment the little monk was pierced, the Black Buddha lowered its head, looked at Miemie, eyes compassionate.

"Got you." The little monk's eyes opened.

The Black Buddha clasped its palms together, reaching for Miemie in front of it.

The second layer of the reversed Dharma wheel behind the Black Buddha's head shattered at the same time.

A rotting, illusory Buddha Country descended upon Miemie's head. Although it couldn't trap Miemie within, it disrupted her casting.

Due to the interruption of the escape technique, Miemie's movement was a step slower.

At the same time, the innermost reversed Dharma wheel also turned into fragments.

The remaining six arms of the Black Buddha were raised high, in a grasping gesture, as a jet-black, shattered bell hammer appeared in its grasp.

The Black Buddha held the bell hammer and smashed it down heavily.

It was not suppression, but destruction.

The forcefully summoned illusory Buddha Country, and the shattered bell hammer perished simultaneously upon collision.

The unleashed pressure and tide swept everything around, including Miemie, and even the little monk himself.

The Little Earth Immortal wondered if it was an illusion; at that moment, he felt time almost stopped, and when he came back to his senses, everything within a few miles was razed to the ground.

The Little Earth Immortal covered his mouth, nearly crying out, as he saw Miemie's physical form turn to dust the moment the Buddha Country perished.

The Black Buddha disappeared.

The little monk stood bare-chested in place, ignoring the penetrating wound on his chest and abdomen; he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and frowned.

He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Logically, the woman who had been following him should have been eliminated, but why...

There was always the feeling that she was still alive.

It seemed something had just escaped.

The little monk seemed to sense something and turned to look towards the cliff.

He saw the Little Earth Immortal and also the shadow behind him.

The 'old codger' who failed the substitution fight was nowhere to be found.

Miemie's Divine Soul floated behind the Little Earth Immortal. Seeing the little monk look over, she instinctively entered the Little Earth Immortal's body without thinking.

The movement was fluid, like a seasoned worker.

"Damn it, did my soul just slip into this thing? But why is this thing here? Isn't it supposed to be at the auction house?"

Miemie didn't understand, but she didn't have time to worry about that. As soon as she entered the Little Earth Immortal's body, she shouted.

"Stop looking, run!"

"Run? Run where?" the Little Earth Immortal asked.

Miemie, "You..."

Miemie didn't finish her sentence; suddenly she felt very tired and sank into a deep sleep within the Little Earth Immortal's body.

The little monk, though unsure of what happened, had no intention of leaving a survivor. He raised his hand, and a black beam shot at the Little Earth Immortal's forehead.

Yet, it left not a single mark.

The little monk, "Huh? Why is it so hard?"

His hand-raising action unchanged, this time he added more force. With the casting, his right hand's flesh disintegrated, and a second black beam struck at the Little Earth Immortal's forehead.

It again didn't harm the Little Earth Immortal in the slightest.

"What is this thing?" the little monk paused in surprise.

The Little Earth Immortal touched his head and then remembered his impressive physique; he stopped running and stood up proudly.

"Hey, Demon Monk! What can you do to me, your mighty father?! If you can hurt a hair on me, I'll call you daddy, and you kneel and apologize to me!"

The little monk didn't listen to the Little Earth Immortal's dog-like rabble; he lowered his head in contemplation, and moments later, realization dawned upon him, and he looked at the Little Earth Immortal with growing enthusiasm.

"It's the Innate Tao Embryo! Come here!"

Though he said 'come here', the little monk took a step to the top of the cliff, reaching out with his skeletal right hand towards the Little Earth Immortal.

If he couldn't break it, why not just grab it?

But just before touching, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

He had been burned.

The Black Alms Bowl on the Little Earth Immortal's head lit up brilliantly, with the black and gray dissipating, and the glazed Alms Bowl scorching the little monk's bony fingers.

In the next instant, the Alms Bowl carried the Little Earth Immortal away, vanishing from sight.

Transported away.

The little monk, "..."

Being betrayed by his own Magical Artifact was evidently not a pleasant experience, but the little monk said nothing about it. He bent down to pick up the cloth bundle forgotten by the Little Earth Immortal, retrieving a Storage Ring from it.

A flash of light, and a kasaya draped over the little monk's body.

In the instant he donned the kasaya, the flesh on his body began to regenerate, and moments later, his right hand was as good as new.

The mountain breeze stirred the hem of the kasaya but failed to disperse the gloomy air around the little monk.

He stood at the cliff's edge for a long while, gazing at his recent handiwork.

"Truly sinful," the little monk said softly.

The vitality of this woodland was already completely lost, and without the methods of the Medicine King Valley, it would take at least a hundred years to recover.

"The commotion just now wasn't small, perhaps someone might come by soon."

"This place isn't safe to linger... Hmm, this thing must not be forgotten."

He swept his Divine Sense around and jumped off the cliff to pick up the little walnut.

Then his form vanished, only to reappear in a mountain valley.

Finding an ancient pine, the little monk sat cross-legged under the tree, gazing at the little walnut in his hand, suddenly smiling.

"I wonder how Donor Zhang is doing. I really miss him..." he said, tapping open the only contact.

When the message connected, the little monk spoke.

"Guess who I am?"

Moments later, Zhang Ze's voice came through.

"I'm your dad, aren't you done yet? Just wait, I'll come and catch you soon."