Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1001 - 270: Not a God, but a Human!

"Look at the center of that big crater, is there a person there?" With these words falling, many monks in the Taoist temple... were astonished as they stared in that direction. After all, they found it hard to believe that there could be a person in the crater formed by a falling meteorite. After all, a meteorite... would have been enough to smash a large area into a crater, so how could someone be there without being flattened into a pancake?

However... when they directed their gaze towards that location, they could see through the layers of morning mist a faint figure standing in the center of the crater. This blurry figure stunned a group of monks! There indeed was a person inside, standing right in the middle of the crater. When exactly did this person... appear there? And why would he appear in that place?

Suddenly, one of the monks couldn’t help but voice his speculation, "Do you think what fell from the sky might not be a meteorite, but this person instead? That might explain why he appeared in such a place. And... it looks like he wasn’t flattened by the falling meteorite."

"Pfft! How is that possible? Have the meteorites from the sky scared you silly, making you lose your mind? To even voice... such an idea?" Another monk retorted, saying, "Do you know what a person who falls from the sky would look like? It would be more gruesome than being smashed by a meteorite!"

"But I think what he said isn’t incorrect either. If he didn’t fall from the sky, then why is he here?" Someone... agreed with the first monk’s idea and continued, "Why don’t we go down and check if he really fell from the sky?"

"Shh! Go... you go, I... I’m a bit scared. What if this is some demons and ghosts fallen from the sky? What if they start attacking, wouldn’t all of us be done for here? You know our cultivation, none of us are really that skilled!"

"Why are you such a coward? I’m ashamed you’re even a monk trained in exorcising demons and devils! If someone else heard you say that, you would have brought shame to our Taoist temple. Hmm? Eh? Little Junior Brother, what are you up to?"

Suddenly, they saw the little novice monk, who they often teased, run straight towards the direction of the center of the crater. He ran so abruptly that they didn’t react immediately.

Very different from the bewildered expressions of the monks was... the excited and thrilled look on the little novice monk’s face, who kept whispering, "Immortal, it’s an immortal!"

He still believed that the Spirit Talisman given to him by his Senior Brother was a true talisman; he thought using a Spirit Talisman and then suddenly having a person fall from the sky could mean nothing but an immortal.

A mere novice monk actually managed to summon an immortal from the heavens using a Spirit Talisman!

With such an idea flashing through his mind, how could he not be excited or thrilled?

At that moment, he hurried toward the center of the crater.

Even if he accidentally fell, he wouldn’t care.

"Immortal! Immortal! Immortal!" The little novice monk ran towards the crater, shouting as he went. Even when he fell several times, scraping his knees till they bled, he didn’t mind at all. He continued running towards the center of the crater, ignoring the thick dust in the air and still loudly calling, "Immortal! It’s... it’s me! It’s me... who summoned you down here!"

Along the way, amid both crawling and stumbling, he finally reached his destination. However... at this moment, he couldn’t help but stop and look up at the tall figure before him. The expression of excitement and thrill on his face gradually turned into confusion and fear. Because the figure he saw wasn’t quite like the golden-armored, resplendent immortal he had imagined.

This "immortal" wasn’t wearing any golden armor, nor did he resemble the classic image of an old immortal with a sweeping beard. Instead, the figure looked very young. He could also see that this "immortal" carried a ludicrously large sword on his back, and his clothes were somewhat torn and scorched. Rather than an immortal, he looked more like a person—a big living person who had just fallen from the sky!

Moreover, this big living person exuded an aura that frightened the little novice monk immensely—an eerie, fearful aura, as if facing a monster, making the novice’s legs go weak and he involuntarily swallowed his saliva. Cold sweat had already covered his forehead, which would make anyone think that the situation was not quite right.

"Immortal? Ha... After falling from the sky, is that what they call you, an immortal?" Suddenly, the tall figure began to speak abruptly, and his voice continued to resonate, "You, little monk, must have misunderstood something. It was I who willingly fell from the heaven, not you who summoned me down."