With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 884 - 626: What Is the Martial God, the Struggle of Dao and Techniques, Shattering the Void!
The Divine Master has returned his soul to the Cosmos, the Buddha head could only comfort himself like this...
"Wait!"
Suddenly, it looked terrified!
Feeling a tremendous suction coming, it hurriedly buried the remnant soul deep within the Dharma Crown, not daring to move an inch.
Whoosh—
Bai Bao had just returned from a meeting and coincidentally sensed something.
With a single gesture, the Vilu Dharma Crown embedded deep within the mountain fell into his palm.
Seeing that the Dharma Crown was intact, he didn’t think much of it and accepted it first.
Bai Bao remembered Meng Chuan mentioning he wanted this item, so he had been keeping an eye on it.
"Amitabha... This kid indeed has the potential to prove his path through martial arts. Handing the Dharma Crown to him grants the Celestial King a chance of revival."
It’s not only Bai Bao; this is also the view of many at the Shaolin Temple.
Why could an outsider like Meng Chuan obtain a Buddhist Magic Artifact, especially an item of great importance to the Four Celestial Kings, the reason lies here.
The Abbot spoke:
"Adapt to circumstances, and troubles will disappear."
According to Bai Bao’s personal understanding:
It means these magic artifacts can’t store mana; it’s useless for us to hold onto them.
We can’t prove our path through martial arts, so let him have it for fun...
Inside the Dharma Crown.
The Buddha head felt bitter!
At the same time, he dared not move, fearing being discovered by the other party.
Now, he was only a remnant soul, not much stronger than the avatar power once housed within an umbrella, definitely not a match for this sixth-rank human.
Looking at this human.
Clad in a cassock, with a big bald head, the Buddha head grew increasingly anxious.
Anyone’s hands would do, but falling into the hands of an old nemesis...
The Buddha head was terrified:
"Are you taking me back to Lingshan? Please, no..."
As the mastermind behind the demon-stained Celestial King, it was really panicking now...
...
Yong’an, Huayun Prefecture.
Meng Chuan closed his phone, feeling calm.
"As expected of someone acclaimed to save the world, truly incredible..."
That night, the whispers of the mountains used the body of a demon path martial artist to infiltrate his sea of consciousness.
Although it caused no outcome, it was still a significant hidden threat.
Now that the opposing soul body was eliminated, driven off Blue Star, it was somewhat good news for him.
It shouldn’t come roaring back, right?
"Ptooey... Again with the jinxing."
In any case, the fall of the mountain whisperer was only a small achievement for the human counteroffensive, not a guarantee of peace in the future.
The world still had forty-two ultimate darknesses, and now only one was gone.
Can’t expect all of them to be killed by someone with an ordeal like Zhao Linyuan.
It’s unrealistic; there’s currently only one person capable of saving the world.
Still got to work hard at martial arts!
How many times can you rely on others?
Meng Chuan hoped to progress faster so that the next time something like this happened, he wouldn’t just be a bystander.
But participate, personally grasping his destiny.
Zhao Linyuan had earned valuable development time for humanity, which must not be wasted.
Sleeping once every three days was still a bit lazy.
In the future, once a week!
Coming back to his senses, he toyed with the Crimson Dragon Inverse Scale in hand, contemplating the matter of Yin Tianshou.
After thinking it over, he called Lu Ang.
Dealing with interdimensional diplomacy, Meng Chuan decided not to make uninformed decisions himself...
...
Shangjing, the central city of Great Chu.
At a small farmhouse courtyard, Zhao Linyuan rang the doorbell and waited quietly. Zhao Yingchun lived here.
His master was a pioneer in the Martial Arts Era and the founder of the modern qi blood martial arts system, and an honorary president of the Martial Arts Association.
At the same time, he was also a solitary old man of five hundred years.
Entering the house, the two sat on wooden stools, looking at each other without speaking.
Zhao Yingchun had been following the Taihang affair, and not until the victory did the knot in his heart finally release.
No one could have predicted that the child he picked up over a hundred years ago would become humanity’s pillar.
After a long time, the old man slowly spoke:
"Linyuan, are you leaving?"
Zhao Linyuan nodded and said:
"Yes, if I don’t leave now, I’ll truly become a sinner among humans.
The Dao seed within me is becoming difficult to suppress, a breakthrough is imminent, and I thought to return and say goodbye before I leave."
