Secret Buyer-Chapter 276 - 213: Since You Have Seen This Buddha, Why Do You Not Bow?
In the drizzling rain.
A distant thunderclap resounded.
The Old Master stood in the rain, with Shi Zhengyuan frowning beside him:
"Why doesn’t the Living Buddha let me go to help? There are many people and creatures gathering there..."
Suddenly he was startled, because after that thunderclap, a mysterious music seemed to echo from the Martial Arts Dojo, and then,
the scene there became blurred.
It was both invisible and difficult to perceive.
The Old Master raised his eyebrows and murmured:
"He, naturally, has his plans..."
Shi Zhengyuan glanced sideways, scrutinizing the Old Master:
"Tell me, who exactly are you? You seem quite extraordinary... hmm?"
Old Shi frowned, looking into the distance.
In the rain, a woman in blue attire slowly approached, humming an unknown tune.
She ignored Shi Zhengyuan and looked at another ordinary old man, behind whom five Grotto Heavens blossomed sequentially.
"Let those guys fight and contend; it’s all a trap. It’s already out of sight, a blur, impossible to perceive. I suspect the Ox Demon has taken action."
The blue-clothed woman spoke words that Shi Zhengyuan didn’t understand, and Old Shi felt a weight in his heart. Five Grotto Heavens, a person of Great Success in the Innate realm.
Killing him would not be difficult.
But Buddha Country would likely be exposed to the world. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Just as he was about to act.
He saw the blue-clothed woman already near, the Grotto Heavens shining, their power like a great abyss.
The woman glanced at the old man and calmly said:
"Speak, what happened in that other place?"
As the voice fell.
Under Shi Zhengyuan’s stunned gaze.
The Old Master lifted his hand and delivered a slap.
The Grotto Heaven collapsed, candles extinguished, the physical body shattered.
Only a bewildered soul remained, caught in the old man’s palm—a soul that was still eroding, forcibly stripped by some unknown power, turning into a Residual Soul.
Shi Zhengyuan fell silent.
"Who are you?"
He communicated with Buddha Country, on high alert.
The Old Master shrugged:
"Just a steward, an assistant, nothing more."
In his words, he looked towards the distant long street.
A piece of darkness, unclear.
......
Upon the shattered long street.
The Martial Arts Dojo.
Amidst the resonant zither music, the brilliance outside became increasingly intense, and the entire Dragon Boat City was already torn apart.
Victory or defeat was about to be decided.
Taoist Xu coughed blood, engaged in a life-and-death struggle with the Innate of the Western Sect, Grotto Heaven Reincarnation, Dharma Aspect roaring, the earth already scarred and battered,
The Innate who came from the Mandala was also battling with the Divine Favor Envoy of the Ancient Saint Sect, he shook the Dharma Artifact, while the opponent reflected a Heaven-Reaching Holy Book, pages flipping open, one by one, Great Technique killing strikes rained down.
Fight, fight.
As for the Divine Favor Envoy of the Pantheon?
Immediately besieged, already injured, now beaten to the brink of death, their Grotto Heaven shattered, mountains falling out, smashing into the earth with a resounding roar.
Kill, kill, kill!
Taoist Xu’s eyes turned blood-red, using his trump card at that moment, a Talisman appeared in his hand, tossed upwards!
He roared:
"Please! Elder, cast your gaze!"
The Talisman burned, the three other Divine Favor Envoys from various sects were shocked, their expressions changed, all retreating,
fearing that the Talisman would attract the attention of the Elder from the Eastern Sect, and draw forth a trace of Divine Spirit’s great power!!
However.
The Talisman burned out, and nothing happened.
What is... going on?
Taoist Xu was stunned, blankly staring at the Talisman turning to ashes.
The zither music continued.
In a moment of crimson rage, as he prepared to continue fighting, a sudden chill seized his heart:
"Something’s wrong!!"
His explosive shout carried a touch of clearness, shouted out thunderous reverb, waking up all the equally blood-red-eyed Divine Favor Envoys.
The heavy rain was still pouring from the sky.
The sky remained dark and overcast.
But the problem is, with such intensity of combat, the Dragon Boat had been obliterated, how could the sky still be heavy with clouds and pouring rain?
And also...
The four Innate People were startled, looking towards the Martial Arts Dojo.
Underneath the world-shattering Slaughter Techniques, until now, the Martial Arts Dojo remained intact, with resounding zither music even rolling out from inside.
Once the zither music sounded, the ferocity in one’s chest intensified deeply; with another sound, it intensified deeply again. Just as they were about to lose their minds, the Divine Favor Envoy of the Mandala chanted Buddha sounds.
Everyone regained clarity.
"Someone is in there, using zither music to disturb our minds!"
A Divine Favor Envoy roared, his scalp tingling—could there be zither music to interfere and influence those in the Innate Realm??
The four Divine Favor Envoys felt a chill, glancing at the dark, rain-soaked sky.
The monk struck, the Vajra Pestle in his hand split the celestial vault—but no change was seen.
Still dark, still heavy with clouds, still continuous torrential rain for thousands of miles.
"Alas..."
A gentle sigh suddenly came from within the Martial Arts Dojo.
The zither music transformed from fierce, from martial, to soothing, to a gentle stream.
In the eerie zither music, under the startled gaze of the four Innate People,
the torn earth gradually recovered, collapsing cities slowly restored, distant skyscrapers, nearby shops and homes.
"Seen a ghost."
The Divine Favor Envoy of the Ancient Saint Sect murmured:
"Is this... the Divine Realm?"
No one answered him—how could this possibly be the Divine Realm?
How could there be a Divine Realm where even the Innate cannot discern truth from illusion??
But if it is not the Divine Realm...
They scanned the still-prosperous city, as if the previous devastation was merely a dream.
If it’s not the Divine Realm, it’s even more terrifying.
"Shall we... go and take a look?"
Taoist Xu dryly suggested.
The four Innate People paused momentarily, nodding at each other, cautiously alighting on the ground, cautiously approaching the Martial Arts Dojo.
They could see, inside sat four or five people, mostly still, with only one youth, back to them, quietly playing the zither.
The zither music was truly melodious.
The four Divine Favor Envoys paused momentarily, exchanged glances, and cautiously walked into the Martial Arts Dojo, stepping across the threshold.
