Chapter 2502 - 2500: Ruining the Grand Plan
Anan’s head broke out in a sweat; seeing that Wang Xiaoya was fine, he had just let out a breath of relief.
Up in the sky, a dense, black cloud of mosquitoes with dark wings swarmed down, madly swooping at Wang Xiaoya to bite her.
"Hei Sha Blood Mosquitoes!"
Anan cried out in shock. Knowing how vicious these mosquitoes were, he didn’t dare stay where he was; with a flicker he retreated to the back and shouted at the Mosquito Daoist, "You must not do this! Killing people on Jade Isle—if the Saint blames us, the entire Buddhist Sect will suffer disaster!"
The Mosquito Daoist had finally gotten such a good chance; how could he possibly stop?
In any case, they were not on the same side as the Tathagata Buddha. Kill them and so be it—the blame would fall on Tathagata anyway.
Seeing how ferocious these mosquitoes were, Wang Xiaoya was already thinking about a way out. She raised the Chaos Green Lotus above her head as a defense.
She lifted the sword in her hand and swept it in a circle, instantly rolling up a Sword Qi barrier in midair.
The blood mosquitoes rushed into the Sword Array, crashing into the Sword Qi with crackling explosions, and blood mist burst apart in patches all around.
The power of these mosquitoes was tremendous; their impact made Wang Xiaoya’s Divine Sea tremble, and her Essence, Qi, and Spirit were rapidly being consumed.
She was repeatedly battered by the swarm of mosquitoes and cursed inwardly, regretting walking out of the cave just now.
There was a restriction in that cave; she had gone in together with Long Fei.
Now she couldn’t retreat, and the path forward was sealed by these mosquitoes.
The Mosquito Daoist laughed grimly in the air. "Stinking bitch, I’ll eat you first and then go find that brat to collect some interest!"
"Listen to your big talk!"
Grinding her teeth in anger, Wang Xiaoya took out her Golden Jiao Scissors from her Storage Ring.
This Saint Relic was like a Golden Jiao Dragon, carving out a bloody path through the black mosquito swarm and snapping straight at the Mosquito Daoist in the sky.
The Three-Petal Golden Lotus under the Mosquito Daoist appeared, wrapping him in golden light to block it. With a thunderous bang, it blasted the Golden Jiao Scissors flying back.
He was left with lingering fear and let out a squeak. "This bitch is damn fierce—almost cut grandpa in half!"
Emperor Shi Tian laughed. "Need me to lend you a hand?"
The Mosquito Daoist shouted, "Do you even need to ask?"
Emperor Shi Tian held up the Golden Cymbal in his hands. "Little girl, your luck’s just bad—you can’t blame me for this!"
He sent the Golden Cymbal out again; it drew two streaks of golden light across the sky, smashing toward Wang Xiaoya.
Anan’s eyes went wide. In his heart he thought, it’s over.
These two had tricked him; clearly, they’d come here to kill.
The Golden Cymbal passed through the mosquito swarm and was about to smash into Wang Xiaoya.
Wang Xiaoya raised her hand and summoned the Primordial Unity Gold Cauldron, which suddenly shot out a ray of light and wrapped around the Golden Cymbal.
With a buzzing sound, that golden light directly sucked the Golden Cymbal inside.
Emperor Shi Tian let out a cry of disbelief. "What the hell is that?"
Wang Xiaoya snapped coquettishly, "You dare show off this piece of junk in front of the Sect of Severance’s gate?"
When it came to Magical Treasures, the Sect of Severance had once had an absolute crushing advantage.
Most of their treasures were heaven-defying; how could some barren backwater in the Western Direction compare?
This Primordial Unity Gold Cauldron was refined by a Sage of the Sect of Severance; it was nothing that that half-Saint, the Buddha of the East, could compare to.
Even though both were Saints, that missing half was the difference between heaven and earth.
The Mosquito Daoist burst out laughing. "Little brother, looks like your treasure’s not up to par!"
Emperor Shi Tian cursed furiously, "You still have the mood to gloat?"
The Mosquito Daoist consoled him, "Don’t worry. This little girl’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit will be drained dry by my Six-Winged Black Mosquitoes very soon. Once I suck her blood and eat her flesh, won’t that treasure just be returned to you?"
His mosquitoes came one wave after another; he wasn’t afraid of consumption at all.
He refined them with the Essence Blood from his own body—losing ten or twenty thousand, he could replenish them in a month.
Emperor Shi Tian, sulking to the side, planned to split those couple of Magical Treasures Wang Xiaoya had just used after they killed her.
At this point Anan was so anxious he kept shouting, "You two Daoists, you must stop!"
He had already awakened his Wrath Precept; the Buddha Beads in his hand flashed with golden light as he prepared to strike at these two who completely disregarded the Buddhist Sect’s fortune.
The Mosquito Daoist hurriedly called to Emperor Shi Tian, "Quick, stop this idiot monk who can’t tell friend from foe!"
"Relax!"
Emperor Shi Tian flickered forward, blocking Anan’s path and giving him a cold smile. "What now, junior brother, you want to make a move on me?"
Anan shouted, "Senior brother, this concerns the Buddhist Sect’s fortune. I urge you to stop at once."
Emperor Shi Tian said, "What does a dumb monk like you know? What your senior brother is doing is what truly concerns the Buddhist Sect’s fortune. These people are the root of our Buddhist Sect’s calamities. Only by killing them as soon as possible can we protect our Buddhist Sect."
"If that’s how it is, then forgive my offense!"
Anan’s right hand trembled, and a Thousand-Armed Buddha Palm Dharma Laksana manifested in front of him, slamming down toward Emperor Shi Tian.
The palm prints covered all directions, like mountains appearing in midair.
Emperor Shi Tian raised his hand to meet it and snorted disdainfully. "Junior brother, you’re a civil monk—since when did you learn to fight?"
As the head protector of the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons, he was basically the chief of security for the Buddhist Sect.
Anan, though the Tathagata’s Attendant, was essentially just a desk-job secretary.
"Let me show you the real Thousand-Armed Buddha Palm!"
Eight arms burst directly out from Emperor Shi Tian’s body, and he slammed them viciously into Anan’s palm imprint.
Those eight arms shook once, and even the Void in front of them trembled. Tens of thousands of handprints appeared in the air, rumbling as they shattered Anan’s Buddha palm print to pieces.
The immense force surged like a tidal wave; between the two of them a massive shockwave formed, blasting the rocks and mountains on the ground up over a hundred meters into the air.
Although Anan’s cultivation level was inferior, the Buddha Beads in his hand suddenly flashed; they carried the blessing of Saintly Qi within.
With that, the Buddha palm managed to forcibly withstand Emperor Shi Tian’s strike.
Emperor Shi Tian knew it was the beads’ doing and cursed angrily, "Tathagata is really biased, actually giving you a set of Mala like that. I’ve risked my life for the Buddhist Sect, and in the end I got nothing at all."
Rage surged in him, and his entire form twisted, revealing his Asura Battle Body.
It was a more than ten-meter-tall black monster, muscles bulging all over, fangs and claws bared, killing aura roiling as it looked down at Anan like a giant.
"Little monk, have you forgotten what this emperor used to be? It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted the flesh of a Buddha—today I’ll use you to whet my appetite!"
His battle form charged, the Void in front of him buzzing with resonance, and he hammered a fist toward Anan.
Anan chanted, "Amitabha!"
The Buddha Beads in his hand stirred up a ray of golden light that wrapped around him.
Emperor Shi Tian’s fist smashed into it, and with a deafening bang, it sent Anan flying, slamming him heavily into the mountain behind.
With a loud crash, the hillside, reinforced by Saint-level Laws, was smashed by Anan’s body into a giant pit.
Anan’s face turned ashen; he hadn’t expected Emperor Shi Tian to become so terrifying once he went berserk.
This Demon Chief, as Old Ancestor Nether River’s disciple, truly was something else.
He shouted at Emperor Shi Tian, "For the sake of this tiny bit of petty gain, you’re ruining Patriarch Buddha’s grand design!"
"What bullshit ’grand design’? What the hell’s that got to do with this emperor!"
Emperor Shi Tian charged forward and started pounding Anan mercilessly.
In the end, his sharp claws actually tore through Anan’s Buddha-light barrier; with a yank, he ripped off that Buddha Lord, taking Anan’s arm along with it.
The Demon Chief gave a sinister smile. "Brat, now you know how awesome I am, huh?"
He opened his mouth and bit into the arm like it was a chicken leg, chewing until the bones cracked and crunched.
"Just you wait, I’ll go back and have it out with the Patriarch Buddha over you!"
Screaming in agony, Anan clutched his arm stump and flung out a Yellow Talisman, which wrapped around him as he hurriedly fled, slipping into Ethereal Escape and vanishing from Emperor Shi Tian’s sight.