My System Is Three Thousand Years Early-Chapter 834 - 255: That Taoist Priest Randeng, After All, Is No Youngster Anymore (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 834: Chapter 255: That Taoist Priest Randeng, After All, Is No Youngster Anymore (Please Subscribe)
Cheng Guang looked toward the direction where Taoist Priest Randeng had fallen, not bothering to turn his head, he said to the Great Tang Emperor, “You go take care of him.”
“Don’t need to beat him to death, just beating him half to death will do.”
Cheng Guang’s voice fell.
Before it even touched the ground,
The Great Tang Emperor immediately rose, his body vanishing from the spot.
In just a moment,
A series of booming noises suddenly came from a distance.
Those booming sounds, quite like the feel of fists to flesh, and at the same time, were intermixed with some suppressed cries.
That Taoist Priest Randeng, after all, was no young person.
Yet he could still be beaten to tears?
Cheng Guang’s gaze appeared slightly odd.
As the Great Tang Emperor and Taoist Priest Randeng were fighting, within the Holy Fish Dynasty, the Emperor of the Holy Fish Dynasty, as well as the royal family and relatives, listening to the noises from the fight between the Great Tang Emperor and Taoist Priest Randeng, shuddered occasionally in fright.
Their complexions visibly became more and more pale.
Before, they had already been struck by Taoist Priest Randeng to the point where everyone’s dao heart had collapsed.
A group of strong individuals hadn’t even touched Taoist Priest Randeng’s fingertip before they all turned to smoke.
But now, what exactly was the situation??
The Taoist Priest Randeng, who seemed so powerful in their eyes, was currently being beaten directionless by two people who sprang from who knows where.
The royal family and relatives of the Holy Fish Dynasty, listening to the distant noises of the fight, were trembling in body and soul, fear and terror written all across their faces.
Right now, they also knew that the struggle among Taoist Priest Randeng, Cheng Guang, and the Great Tang Emperor was not something they could touch or come into contact with.
Their best course of action was to silently become shrinking turtles.
Not showing themselves.
Was the best strategy.
For a while,
Inside the main hall of the Holy Fish Dynasty’s Imperial Palace, apart from some breathing sounds,
There were only the wails of Taoist Priest Randeng.
Every wail from Taoist Priest Randeng made the bodies of the people of the Holy Fish Dynasty tremble appropriately.
Cheng Guang wasn’t paying attention to the royal family and relatives of the Holy Fish Dynasty; he was only watching in the direction of the Great Tang Emperor and Taoist Priest Randeng’s fight.
As time slowly passed,
The noises from the fight between the Great Tang Emperor and Taoist Priest Randeng grew smaller and smaller.
The wails from Taoist Priest Randeng also gradually weakened.
After a short while,
The Great Tang Emperor returned to Cheng Guang’s side carrying Taoist Priest Randeng, who now resembled a dead corpse.
The Great Tang Emperor nonchalantly threw Taoist Priest Randeng on the ground as if he were discarding trash.
“Master, it’s taken care of.”
Cheng Guang sized up Taoist Priest Randeng, and seeing his state at this time, he couldn’t help but take a cold breath.
The Great Tang Emperor really didn’t show any mercy.
This was truly the rhythm of beating Taoist Priest Randeng to half-death.
Taoist Priest Randeng’s body was so battered, it was hard to find a single piece of intact skin; his bruised and swollen appearance was such that even if he were shown to someone very familiar with him, it’s feared he wouldn’t be able to be recognized.
Cheng Guang walked up to Taoist Priest Randeng, slightly squatting down, his brow involuntarily furrowing a few times.
Even when the Great Tang Emperor had beaten Taoist Priest Randeng to such a state, the system had still not prompted him that the system task was complete.
What exactly was the reason for this?
Could it be that Taoist Priest Randeng was not a member of the Celestial Gods or the Western Buddhas?
Or could it be…
I misunderstood the meaning of the system task??
Cheng Guang, looking at Taoist Priest Randeng’s battered state, sighed with a bit of a headache, and asked, “Are you a person of the Heavenly Court?”
At this moment, Taoist Priest Randeng had been beaten beyond recognition by the Great Tang Emperor, his consciousness not clear.
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But when he heard Cheng Guang’s voice, his body still instinctively shuddered.
It seemed that there was something particularly terrifying about Cheng Guang’s voice.
“I’m asking you, are you a person of the Heavenly Court?”
Cheng Guang asked another question.
This time, Taoist Priest Randeng reacted, hurriedly shaking his head.
The shaking of his head was done with particular force and vigor.
As if he was afraid Cheng Guang wouldn’t be able to see it.
The furrow in Cheng Guang’s brow slightly relaxed, then he asked again, “Do you have any relation to the Western Buddhas?”
Taoist Priest Randeng shook his head again.
Seeing Taoist Priest Randeng shake his head once more, Cheng Guang’s just partially relaxed brows uncontrollably furrowed together again.
How could there be no relation at all?
No relation to the Celestial Gods, nor the Western Buddhas…
Then why am I here bothering with you?
For fun?
Cheng Guang felt somewhat helpless in his heart.
Actually, for him, the Fate of the Heavenly Dao gathered on the bodies of such a small dynasty like the Holy Fish Dynasty, was an existence that he could take or leave.
It was not something particularly important.
Taoist Priest Randeng was previously worried that Cheng Guang and the Great Tang Emperor had come for the Fate of the Heavenly Dao in his hands.
But in reality.
Cheng Guang didn’t care about the Fate of the Heavenly Dao held by Taoist Priest Randeng, that meager Fate of the Heavenly Dao, not one bit.
“You, why be so stubborn for no reason?”
“If you had just answered my initial questions, would that not have been fine?”
“Now look at what has happened.”
Cheng Guang shook his head, slightly headachy as he stood up.
While listening to Cheng Guang’s words, Taoist Priest Randeng did not quite understand what Cheng Guang was saying. His lips moved slightly, muttering something indistinctly, but due to his bruised and swollen face, he was inarticulate, with no one knowing what he was trying to say.
Cheng Guang wasn’t in the mood to listen to what Taoist Priest Randeng was saying. After standing up, he waved his hand.
This time, there was no need for my own instruction.
