Chapter 421: Why!

Tang Luo learned the specific location of the "Immovable God King."

It was false information released by the Chengtian Pavilion.

Jianghu people all thought the Immovable God King was in the God King Tower, but they never expected that inside was a counterfeit product forged by the Chengtian Pavilion.

Moreover, it was a fake pretending to be real.

When Tang Luo touched it, he did not feel that this was part of the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake.

If it were not so, and if equipment information had been transmitted, he also would not have thought this thing was a counterfeit.

The Immovable God King before his eyes was a full-body armor, with only small gaps at the joints.

Even the helmet was nearly fully enclosed, with only a V-shaped gap revealing the eyes.

The most conspicuous part of the armor was a pair of huge horns extending from the back, curving forward to the shoulder blades, bending upward and tilting.

They looked like the tusks of a wild boar.

Moreover, the entire armor was golden, extremely conspicuous.

Tang Luo lightly tapped it with his hand and found that the golden color was merely a plating; the true color of the armor was ashen gray.

The true Immovable God King is golden.

The counterfeit forged by Chengtian Pavilion still has a considerable gap compared to the Sacred Weapon.

However, this counterfeit is not simple either; like the Whip of Madness, it is also a rather decent piece of equipment.

Named the Ashen Gray Armor.

It also does not have the side effect of the Whip of Madness that drives people mad.

"It seems I can only inquire around; originally I still planned to keep a low profile," Tang Luo said, picking up the helmet before him.

Quite lightweight, not as heavy as it looked.

The entire armor was "worn" on a dummy; frankly, putting it on was still quite troublesome.

Tang Luo believed the true Immovable God King certainly did not have this flaw.

After storing the Liuli Pure Clothes and wasting some effort, he put on the Ashen Gray Armor.

The size was appropriate, slightly small.

Interestingly, after fully wearing it, the originally somewhat heavy weight had completely disappeared, just like wearing ordinary soft clothing.

Soon, the joints also felt no discomfort; the armor's size seemed to have expanded slightly, fitting Tang Luo's figure very well, allowing free movement.

Obviously, the equipment's built-in "Lightweight" and "Agile" passive skills began to take effect.

In terms of vision, there was some obstruction, but for Tang Luo, there was no effect at all.

Entering the intangible state, upon leaving the God King Tower, he entered the invisible state.

Tang Luo was like a ghost, wandering through the Chengtian Pavilion.

Soon, he found a good spot outside the main hall of the Chengtian Pavilion.

On the vast square stood a huge stone sword, carved by the Chengtian Pavilion over ten years, and also the most important symbol of the Chengtian Pavilion besides the Chengtian Terrace.

Standing beneath the stone sword, Tang Luo dispelled the invisible state and struck it with a fist.

A crack appeared, rapidly spreading; the huge stone sword split into two segments and crashed heavily to the ground.

The dull sound echoed far into the night, and the entire Chengtian Pavilion instantly awoke from sleep.

The nearest patrolling disciples rushed over and saw, in the night, a figure standing, emitting golden light from his body.

Not dazzling, enough for people to see the shape of the glowing object, which was nothing else.

It was precisely their Chengtian Pavilion's treasure, the Immovable God King Armor among the Nine Sacred Weapons!

"Pavilion Master?"

Those disciples could not see who was inside the armor, and asked anxiously and probing.

Pavilion Master Mu Tie Wu, in the middle of the night, wearing the Immovable God King, came to smash the Chengtian Stone Sword—hearing this sounded utterly unbelievable.

But compared to someone stealing the Immovable God King, this was far better.

"Hah..."

A light laugh came from within the armor; the Chengtian Pavilion disciples only saw this person reach out and grab.

Like pressing into tofu, he pressed into the stone sword and actually swept the massive stone sword sideways.

Fortunately, the speed was not fast; several patrolling disciples dodged, emitting sharp, piercing alarm sounds, warning those who had not yet arrived that a major incident had occurred.

The Pavilion Master of Chengtian Pavilion awoke from sleep, quickly dressed, and walked out of his room.

As he stepped out, the sect steward and his old servant hurried over: "Pavilion Master! Someone stole the Immovable God King and is causing a ruckus in the martial training ground outside the main hall!"

The old servant's face was extremely anxious.

"What?" Mu Tie Wu's face changed, his body moved slightly, then instantly stopped: "How was it stolen? What's the situation at the God King Tower?"

"I don't know!" the old servant said.

He had received the news and hurried over; he had no time to inquire about the specific situation.

"You go first, manage the overall situation, no need to panic," Mu Tie Wu said in a deep voice.

"……Yes!" the old servant hesitated, not knowing why, under these circumstances, Mu Tie Wu still wanted him to go first.

But having grown accustomed to obeying orders over the years, not questioning, he responded and hurried away.

Mu Tie Wu stood outside his room for a while, suddenly turned and pushed the door open; after a while, he suddenly pushed the door out, his eyes like lightning, scanning the surroundings.

Then he reclosed the door.

After confirming no one was around, no one hiding nearby waiting for something.

Mu Tie Wu operated the mechanism; the stone slabs on the floor moved, revealing a staircase leading underground.

Mu Tie Wu swiftly flashed inside, meanwhile pressing the mechanism, causing the hidden door behind him to close slowly.

In the not-large underground chamber, there were several night pearls, allowing people to see objects.

In the middle was placed a suit of golden armor, identical in style to the Immortal God King that Tang Luo had seen.

Mu Tie Wu completely ignored this armor, walking straight past it and activating the hidden mechanism in the secret chamber.

A hidden door appeared on the smooth wall, and it opened.

Inside was actually another small secret chamber—no, to be precise, it was a space the size of a cabinet.

This is where the true Immortal God King is!

A cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Even the most cunning enemy would probably not realize that beneath the fake Immortal God King lies another fake.

And the real one is placed beside the fake armor.

The darkest place is under the lamp.

Mu Tie Wu stood before the true Immortal God King, a faint cold smile on his lips—since the thief wanted to draw out the true armor, then let him have his wish!

But the cost will be their lives.

He reached out and pressed his hand on the Immortal God King armor; the armor, drawn by internal energy, flew on its own to Mu Tie Wu and dressed itself.

It looked exactly like Tang Luo.

Only slightly shorter, stockier, and more solid—if the two stood still together, one could notice the difference after a few more glances.

Three sets of armor.

The one in the Shenwang Tower is a replica forged with great effort by the Chengtian Pavilion.

Made by fusing special ores from the Cold Pool and the Blazing Pool, it can to some extent conform to the wearer's physique.

As for the true Immortal God King, it is not merely to some extent, but to a great extent.

And the one placed outside in the secret chamber is purely a replica in appearance only.

Well, it's actually just a 1:1 model.

After donning the Immortal God King, Mu Tie Wu swiftly headed to the training ground outside the main hall.

Not fast, but each step was very steady; along the way he encountered some Chengtian Pavilion disciples.

But these disciples had received news that thieves had stolen the Immortal God King, so they did not recognize Mu Tie Wu; upon seeing him, they immediately thought he was an enemy.

Many shouted and attacked him.

They beat my teammate.

Yet there was another group who did not attack, but not because they recognized Mu Tie Wu's identity—rather, they were intimidated.

These are the Nine Great Sacred Weapons!

Isn't rushing up like that just asking for death?

The weapons forged by Chengtian Pavilion, when landing on the Immortal God King, produced not even a sound.

Mu Tie Wu's steps did not stop; the disciples surrounding him were flung out one by one, falling to the ground.

"It's me."

Before those disciples could get up, Mu Tie Wu spoke.

His voice, transmitted through the nearly sealed helmet, sounded slightly muffled and distorted, but everyone still recognized it as the Pavilion Master's voice.

"The thief stole the fake Immortal God King, Chengtian Pavilion disciples, follow me to kill the enemy!" Mu Tie Wu said, increasing his speed as he spoke.

Yet in his mind, he recalled the scene just now.

Some disciples can be properly cultivated; others can be directly marginalized.

Soon, a group of people surged onto the square in great numbers, where they saw another person wearing the Immortal God King, displaying great divine power on the square.

Some fearless disciples of Chengtian Pavilion found that their weapons could leave no trace on it.

Golden light radiated from the golden armor on his body, as if a deity had descended to earth.

"Fall back!"

Mu Tie Wu roared and charged toward the "twin" on the field.

That person also gave up beating the children and threw a punch at the oncoming Mu Tie Wu.

Mu Tie Wu did not yield, throwing a punch in return.

The two fists collided, sending out a shockwave; both remained motionless, holding their punching stance.

"Damn! How is this so hard?" Mu Tie Wu felt his punch strike a stone as hard as a giant rock—while he was not wearing the Immortal God King.

For a moment, he even thought the opponent was the one wearing the true Immortal God King.

"Not bad," Tang Luo thought to himself.

Being able to clash with the Immortal God King without moving is purely due to his own strength.

As for "not bad," it actually praises the hardness of the Azure Gray Armor; as a replica, its quality far surpasses that of the Mad Whip.

After the punch, Mu Tie Wu lifted his leg and kicked.

Tang Luo did the same; their legs collided, and again both remained motionless.

But the ground beneath their feet suddenly caved in, forming a shallow pit.

This time, a barely visible crack appeared on the Azure Gray Armor.

If this continues, after dozens of rounds of clashing, the Azure Gray Armor will be damaged.

But it doesn't matter—Tang Luo can heal it with enlightened treatment.

The surrounding Chengtian Pavilion disciples saw the two golden-armored figures begin a brutal, flesh-to-flesh battle.

The attacks that had originally landed silently on the Immortal God King now, as the two "Immortal God Kings" collided, reminded the Chengtian Pavilion disciples of the familiar sound of hammering iron.

Mu Tie Wu grew more astonished the longer he fought.

What is going on?

Could what the opponent is wearing actually be the true Immortal God King, and how can he match me blow for blow?

After playing around for a bit, Tang Luo suddenly reached out, grabbed Mu Tiewu's head, and lifted his entire body up, crashing him into the building next to them like a tank.

After knocking the building down, he continued flying far away, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Who won?"

"Don't know, let's go take a look."

After a chaotic melee, the people of Chengtian Pavilion could no longer tell who was who at all.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A few loud booms rang out; following the sound, the people of Chengtian Pavilion quickly found themselves in front of a ruin.

An armored figure stood there.

Only a single armored figure; the house behind him had completely collapsed.

The people of Chengtian Pavilion surrounded him but did not attack.

"It's me." Mu Tiewu took off his helmet. "The thief was no match and fled; search the entire pavilion tonight!"

"Yes!"

A group of disciples responded in unison.

Mu Tiewu, wearing a grim expression, returned to his own room, the secret chamber.

After closing the secret door, his face turned pale, then flushed red, and he violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Your mother—! Why!"

Mu Tiewu sat on the ground; what he wore was not the Immovable God King, but the Cang Gray Armor they had imitated and forged!