Lin Xiao felt a surge of urgency in his heart and made a decisive choice. He drew out Yaoguang and instantly turned to slash at the opponent.
Running away was impossible, so he might as well strike directly.
The broken Yaoguang sword was extraordinary. Even a golden body could be cut by it. Though it might not kill the enemy, it could certainly inflict serious injury.
At this moment, he no longer cared about exposing his identity. While the opponent remained unaware of the broken Yaoguang sword’s abilities, a surprise counter-attack was the best strategy.
Otherwise, he would likely be chased down and devoured.
“Good heavens, that sword!”
The bald fatty was startled. He immediately turned and fled, dropping to the ground and sprinting madly, kicking up waves of dirt. His speed on land was actually faster than flying through the void.
Lin Xiao was stunned.
Did the opponent recognise the broken Yaoguang sword?
Or had he seen how extraordinary it was?
The moment he saw the broken sword, he turned and ran?
However, Lin Xiao did not dare to give chase. The fellow had been frightened off by this sword. If they actually fought and the opponent realised the sword’s power and kept his distance, Lin Xiao would definitely be no match.
Glancing around and seeing no one had noticed, Lin Xiao put away the broken Yaoguang sword, changed direction, and swiftly flew far away.
That bald-headed being transformed from some unknown spirit beast was simply too dangerous. It was best to stay far away from here.
“No, no, he’s only receiving an inheritance. He’s not one of those legendary old monsters. Not everyone from the Yaoguang lineage is a freak. At his age, he can’t be that strong. As long as this sword doesn’t touch me, what does this Buddha have to fear?”
While sprinting, the bald fatty suddenly came to his senses. He hurriedly stopped, carving a long trail of dust into the ground.
“That fellow’s flesh is top-grade, and who knows what else is inside his body. Just looking at him makes this Buddha drool. Even if it means offending the Yaoguang lineage, I must eat him.”
With that, the bald fatty shot into the air and turned back to pursue.
Yet at that very moment, a faint golden beam suddenly rose into the sky from one side of the horizon. Though weak, the golden light travelled across countless distances.
“The treasure left by the Buddha Ancestor has emerged!”
The bald fatty was shocked and immediately turned to fly towards that part of the sky.
Elsewhere, Lin Xiao, who was still flying, saw the soaring golden beam and thought to himself, “Could the restriction on that hundred-zhang Buddha statue have vanished?”
At once, he changed direction and flew towards the golden light at top speed.
Not only the bald fatty and Lin Xiao, but many others also raced towards the golden beam.
After all, that hundred-zhang Buddha statue might hold the greatest opportunity in this place.
Of course, some chose to give up and continued searching the ground for other opportunities that had been blasted open.
Given their limited strength, they could not contend with those experts. For them, this was the perfect time to scavenge other fortunes.
Before long, Lin Xiao reached a spot where he could see the hundred-zhang Buddha statue. From afar, he saw more than a dozen experts relentlessly bombarding it.
Ji Ya was among them.
The golden light on the statue had disappeared, yet even a group of seventh- and eighth-layer Martial Emperors could not break it open.
More and more people kept arriving, continuously joining the assault on the statue.
Some even attacked at close range with weapons, but still failed to shatter it.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The ground shook endlessly. The hundred-zhang Buddha statue and the low mountain behind it stood unmoved, submerged beneath rolling seas of energy.
“Everyone, attacking the Buddha statue like this is wrong!”
Just then, after the crowd had been attacking for a while, a monk-robed bald fatty flew in from the periphery of the surging waves and called out to the group.
By now, almost all the eighth-layer Martial Emperors who were coming had arrived. Hearing the bald fatty’s words, they all stopped and turned their eyes towards him.
Lin Xiao, watching from a little further back, felt his facial muscles twitch involuntarily when he saw the bald fatty appear.
This harmless-looking bald man was extremely dangerous.
“Then how should it be opened?”
An eighth-layer Martial Emperor elder from the Ji family asked, his gaze sharp.
The bald fatty remained completely unconcerned and said calmly, “All of you, step aside for this poor monk!”
Everyone frowned.
His tone was mild, yet the words were outrageously arrogant. If he were not wearing monk robes and did not appear to be a Buddhist cultivator who might know how to open the statue, they would have blasted him to death without hesitation.
In the end, the crowd parted and made way for the bald fatty, surrounding him on all sides.
With so many experts present, no matter what the bald man obtained, he would not escape even if he grew wings.
Lin Xiao watched from the rear, keeping his distance. Whether it was the bald man or Ji Ya and the others, they were all far too dangerous.
Now the crowd had cleared a path.
Yet the monk seemed in no hurry at all, leisurely waiting outside.
After a while, the waves of energy around the hundred-zhang Buddha statue gradually dispersed.
“Can we act now?”
An eighth-layer Martial Emperor elder from the Holy Heaven Sect finally lost patience and spoke.
“Everyone, no need to rush!”
The bald fatty smiled lightly, unhurried. His figure moved, slowly flying forward until he landed on top of the hundred-zhang Buddha statue’s head.
All eyes locked onto him, power surging within their bodies, blades and swords gripped tightly, ready to charge at any moment.
Yet the bald fatty casually stroked the Buddha’s head, then simply sat down upon the enormous crown.
“What is that monk doing up there?”
Someone could not help asking in a low voice.
“Who knows what he’s playing at!”
Another replied.
“No tricks!”
The Ji family’s eighth-layer Martial Emperor elder darkened his face and urged, already releasing terrifying pressure that pressed forward.
“You can’t eat hot tofu if you’re impatient!”
The bald fatty smiled faintly, lazily removed the boots from his feet, and stored them in his storage ring.
Then he stood once more upon the Buddha’s head.
He pressed his palms together, and suddenly golden light flowed across his body, transforming him into a golden form. Golden light from his feet poured into the crown of the hundred-zhang Buddha statue.
At that moment, the bald fatty suddenly said, “Everyone, use sharp weapons and cut open the golden Buddha’s joined palms!”
The crowd remained half-convinced.
“The greatest tragedy in life is waiting. Everyone, if you keep waiting, even the daylilies will go cold!”
The bald man added.
“…” Many people felt the urge to rush up and chop off his head. A moment ago he spoke of not rushing hot tofu, and now the daylilies were going cold.
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Several people shot forward, fiercely slashing their swords and sabres at the enormous joined palms before the Buddha statue’s chest.
Clang, clang, clang! A series of violent noises rang out, yet the palms showed no sign of breaking.
The bald man shook his head and said, “At the very least, four eighth-layer Martial Emperors or above are required!”
“Hmph!”
At this, Ji Ya of the Ji family gave a cold snort and moved. Gripping a gleaming long sword, he surged with terrifying pressure and charged towards the hundred-zhang Buddha statue.
At the same time, Yang Fengyi of the Holy Heaven Sect brandished a great sabre and rushed out.
The eighth-layer Martial Emperor elder of the Azure Dragon Sect also moved, flying forward.
Another eighth-layer Martial Emperor loose cultivator elder joined them.
Exactly four eighth-layer Martial Emperor experts.
At that moment, one more eighth-layer Martial Emperor from the Azure Dragon Sect remained on the periphery.
The Ji family still had two eighth-layer elders, the Holy Heaven Sect had one more, and there was another eighth-layer loose cultivator elder.
In total, five eighth-layer Martial Emperors stood outside, watching the four who had charged forward, watching the monk-robed bald man atop the Buddha’s head, ready to strike at any moment.
The four who flew out were not only wary of each other but also of the eighth-layer Martial Emperors behind them and the bald man on the Buddha’s head.
Nevertheless, all of them possessed immense strength and feared nothing.
