Chapter 1627: No Martial Virtue

Inside the restriction, all was now deathly silent.

Everyone simultaneously lifted their heads, staring in shock at the ten golden figures in the sky, their minds completely blank.

The overwhelming pressure of the Ten Emperors nearly caused their brains to crash instantly.

"Damn it! Circulate your techniques quickly! This is pressure we cannot withstand!" shouted the highest-cultivated Immortal Venerable, surging Immortal Yuan within his body and swiftly executing a Dharma Decision.

The rest also reacted, collectively urging their techniques, channeling Immortal Yuan to execute Dharma Decisions and resist the descending pressure.

Even though everyone's reaction was fast, a group of Immortal Kings still fainted directly before they could circulate their techniques.

The might of an Immortal Emperor, even if merely a replicated Human-shaped Lightning, was sufficient to crush everyone when all Ten Emperors appeared together.

Moreover, among them were not only the current Four Great Immortal Emperors, but also the Human-shaped Lightning of six powerful Immortal Emperors from the distant past.

Their combined might was enough to destroy an entire city!

"So terrifying... so terrifying, is this the pressure of an Immortal Emperor?" an Immortal Venerable asked in terror, struggling to circulate his technique to support himself, "If an Immortal Emperor from the Immortal Venerable era possessed such pressure, how powerful must the Immortal Emperors currently alive be?"

The others were equally terrified, frantically circulating their techniques, fearing they might die here with the slightest carelessness.

Yet Xu Que showed no reaction whatsoever!

He simply stood beneath the beam of light, looking up at the sky, a hint of excitement flashing in the depths of his eyes: "Now this is more like it; for me, the dignified Gang Leader of the Exploding Heavens Gang, fighting ten at once is standard procedure!"

Damn!

The crowd no longer admired Xu Que; instead, they genuinely believed from the bottom of their hearts that he was a madman!

Even the most arrogant person would never dare say they could fight ten against Immortal Emperors!

Madman!

He was simply a madman who didn't care about his life!

"Thump!"

The Immortal Kings who had just arrived outside the restriction, previously keeping their heads down while rushing, suddenly witnessed this scene and were so frightened they plopped straight onto the ground, their limbs turning soft and sweat pouring down like rain.

What... what the hell... is going on?

Ten Human-shaped Lightnings of Immortal Emperors?

Not only are there the four contemporary Immortal Emperors, but also the six ancient Immortal Emperors said to have appeared in history!

What exactly did this kid do?

To actually provoke the Heavenly Tribulation into creating such powerful opponents?

Saying this amounts to a grudge worthy of exterminating an entire clan would not be an exaggeration!

Outside the restriction, Er Gouzi and Duan Jiude looked at each other in dismay, huddling together to discuss in low voices.

"I say... hasn't that kid gone too far mad?"

"I think so... daring to be so arrogant right in front of ten Immortal Emperors."

Er Gouzi suddenly stiffened, revealing a panicked expression: "This Divine Venerable suddenly remembered there are clothes at home that haven't been brought in; it's about to rain, I must leave quickly."

Duan Jiude also slapped his thigh, realizing with sudden enlightenment: "Right, this old man still has a fire burning at home; it wouldn't be good if it burned the house down!"

These two scoundrels exchanged words, then immediately scattered and fled in separate directions, moving as fast as if their backsides were on fire.

The old monk, who had remained hidden nearby, seeing the reactions of this man and dog, found himself somewhat baffled despite his years of quiet cultivation, reciting Buddhist Scriptures, and studying human nature.

Aren't those two fellows friends of that kid?

How could they just abandon him and run away?

Judging by their relationship, they didn't seem like the type to share a false brotherhood...

After a moment, the old monk shook his head, unable to comprehend the matter, and shifted his attention back to Xu Que.

He even cared less about whether Xu Que was truly the True Buddha Reincarnation, and was instead curious about how he intended to confront these ten Human-shaped Lightnings of Immortal Emperors.

Although these Human-shaped Lightnings were only at the Immortal Venerable realm, every single one of them had been a hero who dominated their contemporaries during their own eras.

Even if he himself stepped forward, he feared it would require great effort, perhaps even consuming his Origin, to deal with them.

What exactly will this kid do?

As for the matter of the True Buddha Reincarnation...

"Amitabha, this old monk senses a strong Buddhist Sect aura on this child; he must be our Buddha Son," the old monk chanted a Buddha Name, comforting himself.

Anyway, as long as there was a Buddhist Sect aura, and it was strong enough, taking him back to serve as a Buddha Son wouldn't be a major problem.

Three hundred li away, the man and dog met up once again.

Er Gouzi put down the shovel he had been using to dig a tunnel toward Xu Que's direction and laughed heartily: "Oh my, Teacher Duan, what a coincidence! Didn't you go home to extinguish your fire?"

"Teacher Er Gou, we truly share a fate; didn't you go back to bring in your clothes?" Duan Jiude also put away the Array Disk he had just prepared to set up for teleporting to the Heavenly Tribulation site, smiling awkwardly.

"Sigh, this Divine Venerable suddenly felt, could Brother Que's safety possibly be less important than a piece of clothing?" Er Gouzi declared righteously, "As the Vice Gang Leader of the Exploding Heavens Gang, saving the Gang Leader is my unshirkable duty!"

Tears welled in Duan Jiude's eyes as he tightly grasped Er Gou's hand, saying excitedly: "Teacher Er Gou's words are truly ear-shattering and enlightening; they have moved this old man deeply."

Speaking, he wiped away a tear: "This old man also believes that as an Elder of the Exploding Heavens Gang, even if Brother Que is destined to die under the Heavenly Tribulation today, we must at least bring his corpse back so he may be buried in peace!"

"Teacher Duan!"

"Teacher Er Gou!"

The man and dog held hands, gazing at each other with tearful eyes, unable to speak through their sobs.

After a while, Duan Jiude took a deep breath and said excitedly: "Since that is the case, why not use my Array Disk to return together and save Brother Que!"

Er Gou tossed aside the shovel in his hand and said excitedly: "Good! We rely entirely on Teacher Duan!"

Duan Jiude set up the formation, the light gradually brightening as the figures of the two gradually blurred.

The two exchanged a glance, revealing harmonious smiles.

Er Gou: Damn it, I actually failed to trick this old bastard!

Duan Jiude: Hmph, I fucking guessed you bastard would come back!

These two scoundrels never believed from the start that Xu Que would lose.

Because they knew Xu Que too well; he would never do anything without certainty.

Since he chose to confront the ten Human-shaped Lightning beings of the Immortal Emperors, it showed that Xu Que was confident in his heart that he could defeat them.

Everything just now was merely a act performed by both parties to trick the other into leaving.

After all, if one of them had left, once Xu Que dealt with the Human-shaped Lightning, with so many Immortal Kings and Immortal Venerables present, wouldn't they be at his mercy to be extorted?

In order to monopolize the Benefits, these two fellows employed schemes, but unfortunately, different paths led to the same end.

The old monk's attention was focused on Xu Que when he suddenly detected the aura of a Teleportation Array beside him.

Focusing his gaze, he was instantly dumbfounded.

Didn't these two goods leave just now?

How did they suddenly return?

Looking more carefully, good heavens!

That dog carried the aura of an Immortal Artifact; clearly, it was secretly preparing to Suppression the opponent.

As for that old man, a faint aura of a Killing Array surged from him, with the target clearly being that dog.

Yet on the surface, he still wore a Goodness Expression; describing it as hiding a knife behind a smile would be most appropriate.

The old monk could not help but shake his head and sigh.

Do young people nowadays all act this way?

They don't follow martial ethics at all...