Chapter 30: You're So Weak — Why Would You Still Provoke Me?

On the Mars Great Lei Yinsi, Fang Yu, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo each gained their own harvest.

Ye Fan obtained an ancient lamp; with a casual puff it could erupt in raging flames, seemingly able to burn away all evil.

Pang Bo obtained the plaque of Great Lei Yinsi; although it showed no miraculous signs, it was undoubtedly a heavy treasure.

As for Fang Yu, he obtained all manner of magic treasures — bronze bells, bronze tripods, wooden fish, cushions, śarīra relics, prayer beads, vajras, and the like; everything else he basically packed up and took.

At this time, Ye Fan's classmates were still on Mars, stunned that they were really on the red planet — some watching Mars's weather, some wondering why Mars had air, some gazing at the planet revolving around Mars not far away.

It was only when the temple collapsed that they finally came to their senses.

The ancient temple crumbled, the great Buddha within was destroyed, and the Six-Character True Words of the Fomen rang out in the void.

Om, ma, ni, pad, me, hum.

A vast Buddhist sound filled heaven and earth, shaking the firmament; the very heavens and earth trembled.

Compassionate and solemn, profound and wondrous — that Buddhist sound seemed to wash away all filth and mortal dust; the area around the ancient temple was bathed in a sacred, peaceful radiance.

In the end, everything vanished; even Great Lei Yinsi itself turned to flying ash.

"What happened over there? Did Ye Fan and the others get some treasure?"

"It sounded like the voice of the Fomen — did they take the treasures from the temple and trigger the Buddhist sound?"

"What will happen now? Nothing bad will happen, right?"

Several men and women stared at Fang Yu, Ye Fan, and the others streaking toward them at extreme speed, all of them stunned.

"There should be other treasures over there — let's go take a look!"

Some had fiery light kindle in their eyes; others turned their gaze to the lamp in Ye Fan's hand and the plaque in Pang Bo's.

As for the vajra in Fang Yu's hand, none of them dared harbor any covetous thoughts.

And just then, from the red-brown earth came rumbling sounds one after another; the vast ground shook, as if ten thousand horses were charging, or like raging ocean waves surging.

"Sandstorm… a super storm on Mars!"

Everyone's expression changed — this was Mars's super storm, its terrifying power enough to tear a person apart, and now it was bearing down on them, blotting out the sky.

Just moments ago all had been calm, but now the stars and moon had vanished; a great storm sweeping across Mars had begun, and everyone was terrified.

"They took the holy relics of the Fomen, so the Buddha is enraged!"

"Damnable! You want to get us killed!"

"It's all their fault for taking the Fomen's treasures!"

A man cursed in a low voice, cold intent flashing in his eyes, turning the conflict toward Fang Yu, Ye Fan, and the others — seemingly wanting to rally everyone to unite against them.

Fang Yu saw it clearly enough: this man was Liu Yunzhi, who had previously been very hostile toward Ye Fan.

"This kind of fool has no reason to keep living."

Fang Yu gazed at the storm filling the sky; with a casual motion, a grain of sand landed on Liu Yunzhi's chest, and he collapsed, dead beyond any doubt.

A fellow whose cultivation base hadn't even reached the 1st Stage of Physical Body, yet he provoked them again and again — then he could only die.

"Ye Fan, Pang Bo, a demon has appeared."

Right after killing Liu Yunzhi in one move, Fang Yu's body suddenly stirred; he thrust out a sword, and the Purple Lei Jian erupted in towering purple light, thunder rolling out, instantly enveloping a flying object in the air.

Zzzt-zzzt-zzzt!

At that moment, a smell of scorched flesh rose in the air, and something dropped down.

Everyone looked over and saw it was a thing no longer than ten centimeters, only as thick as a finger — not quite a snake, but somewhat like a crocodile, though legless, its whole body covered in black scales, like a fiend from the underworld.

"What the hell is that thing?"

Apart from Fang Yu, everyone was greatly shocked — if such a thing attacked, how could they resist?

"That Liu Yunzhi!"

"Was he killed by this thing too?"

"Run! Run!"

At the brink of disaster, each looks out for himself; seeing the terrifying strange creature, no one paid any more attention to the fallen Liu Yunzhi, and they all fled toward the altar.

It was plainly only a few hundred meters, yet everyone felt that distance was incomparably long; each began to run desperately — as long as one ran faster than the others, there was a chance of saving one's own life.

Fang Yu's gaze remained calm; there was indeed a great storm on Mars, but all of that storm was enclosed within a dome of light — this light dome existed between the five-colored altar and Great Lei Yinsi, forming a hazy circular cover over a thousand meters across, suspended above this region, creating a brief pure land.

So now the only thing that could threaten Fang Yu was the little crocodile that had broken free from beneath Great Lei Yinsi.

But Fang Yu's cultivation base had now reached the 5th Stage of Physical Body, so he could clearly see the little crocodiles charging over; he now also possessed a Buddha's holy object, and what needed to be done was not difficult.

The vajra in his hand — he tried refining it with a drop of blood; the next instant it erupted with hundreds and thousands of bolts of thunder, lightning dancing, and he was like a Thunder God descended to the world.

Around his body, dense lightning appeared, actually covering his entire frame; the electric light flickered, and the vajra shone even more brilliantly — he seemed to have donned a battle armor woven of lightning, his whole person radiating a sharp, unmatched aura.

"This magic treasure really is even more overbearing than the Purple Lei Jian Fang Qingxue gave me."

Fang Yu's gaze swept over the little crocodiles coming at him; with a casual motion, the crocodiles that touched the lightning and thunder all crackled and popped, then dropped down dead on the spot.

With Fang Yu alone at the front, the little crocodiles couldn't even get close.

"Little crocodiles like this should be cookable — after all, they carry the bloodline of the Crocodile Ancestor — but now isn't really the time to throw one in the pot."

Fang Yu stood majestic and awe-inspiring, electric light swirling around him, the vajra in his hand blazing brilliantly — it was as if he had put on a suit of lightning armor.

He fought as he retreated, and soon returned to the front of the altar.

At this moment the five-colored altar's halo was hazy; from all directions faint specks of radiance gathered and sank beneath the stone base.

The five-colored altar was actually absorbing the energy of the light dome on Mars, about to depart for the next stop.

The crowd was both glad and a little worried, each hurriedly climbing into the bronze coffin for fear of being swept out by the storm on Mars.

After all, the power of the light dome protecting everyone was now being absorbed by the five-colored altar; the dome could no longer shield them, and if they encountered the storm, they would die on the spot.

Fang Yu, wreathed in purple lightning and thunder, also stepped into the bronze coffin, bathing the inside of the coffin in purple light.

Everyone was a little afraid, a little excited, and a little regretful — seemingly regretting why they themselves had not gone to obtain a treasure.

"This stop — let's set off quickly."

Fang Yu thought to himself.