Chapter 1712: Being Invincible Is Too Lonely

The two stood just outside a forest, no more than several tens of zhang away from the treeline.

Within that distance, surging waves of Demon Qi suddenly erupted.

From this Demon Qi, Xu Que sensed an extremely familiar scent.

"Foreign Demons?" Xu Que blurted out instinctively.

The young lady nodded, her expression grave: "That's right. These fellows have been besieging our Eternal Forest for half a year; no message can get out."

"Eternal Forest? Isn't it the Forest of Chaos?" Xu Que blinked, wondering why the name was different.

"What Forest of Chaos?" The young lady looked puzzled. "This is the residence of my Eternal Clan, named the Eternal Forest."

"Amitabha. This poor monk has just succeeded to the position of Buddha Son and knows little about many things," Xu Que said leisurely.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry back to the forest!" The young lady grabbed Xu Que's arm and ran toward the woods.

Boom!

The moment the two moved, several streams of Demon Qi suddenly surged up and attacked them.

Xu Que's pupils constricted; he pressed his palms together and chanted a Buddha Name: "Amitabha! Vajra Infinite!"

Surging Golden Light rose from all sides, circling him to form a massive Golden Bell that enveloped them both.

Now that he held the System in hand, using Buddha Dharma granted bonuses, allowing immediate mastery without needing further practice or familiarization.

What he used now was the Buddhist Sect's supreme Divine Ability, the Eighteen Vajra Wrathful Eyes Body-Protection Empowerment Technique.

This technique could block all Evil Spirits, preventing them from disturbing one's body, disrupting one's mind, or staining one's soul.

Bang!

The Demon Qi slammed into the Golden Bell, producing a deafening roar, yet failed to shatter the bell.

"Who are you?" A voice like grinding gravel came from the Void.

Xu Que pressed his palms together and said with a smile: "Amitabha. This poor monk's Dharma name is Nibaba; you Gunners may call me Baba."

"Baba..." the voice murmured.

"Ah, what a good son," Xu Que immediately replied.

The voice fell silent for a moment, then suddenly flew into a rage: "Bastard! How dare you take advantage of this Demon! This Demon will make sure you die without a burial place!"

Several streams of Black Qi began spinning rapidly, and moments later transformed into several tall monsters.

These monsters were pitch-black from head to toe, standing three zhang tall, covered in black scales, with three horns growing from their heads; wisps of Black Qi overflowed from their scale armor, making them look terrifying beyond measure.

"Kid, remember this: the one who kills you is the Demon Clan General, Makabaka!" The leading Demon laughed wildly, pounding his right fist against his chest with a dull thud.

Xu Que blinked and asked cautiously: "Amitabha. Forgive this poor monk's bluntness, but does your mother hate you very much?"

On Makabaka's ugly face appeared a bewildered expression: "Mother? This Demon has no mother. This Demon was born from the great Heavenly Demon Ancestor as part of the Third Generation Demon Clan!"

"Are all of you Demons born from the Heavenly Demon Ancestor?" Xu Que pressed.

"Yes... Is there a problem?"

Xu Que couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "Awesome! You can even self-fertilize... no, asexual reproduction. Your Demon Clan is very advanced!"

Hearing Xu Que praise them, even Makabaka showed an embarrassed expression: "Hehe, actually we're not that advanced... Cough! Even if you compliment this Demon, this Demon will absolutely not let you go!"

Now that these fellows had manifested human forms, Xu Que was certain they were the ancestors of the Foreign Demons he would encounter later.

Of course, they might even be the very same Foreign Demons he had met, but since they all looked about the same, he couldn't immediately tell who was who.

"Die!" Makabaka roared, stomping his feet fiercely and turning into a black shadow as he charged at the two.

"Wait!"

Xu Que extended his right hand and shouted.

Makabaka braked urgently, growling impatiently: "Ant, what do you want to do now?"

"No, every one of you looks the same. I'm afraid that once the fight starts, I won't be able to tell who is who," Xu Que said with a sincere face. "Just think: if I lose later and need to proclaim your great fame, surely there must be an accurate description, right?"

Makabaka thought for a moment; it did seem reasonable. He nodded and said: "Fine. This Demon will generously tell you: as a Third Generation Heavenly Demon, the color of my scale armor is a noble, shiny black, and there are three silver patterns on my chest."

He patted his chest, a proud expression spreading across his face, seemingly extremely proud of the few silver patterns on his body.

Xu Que looked carefully; aside from this Makabaka, the other Foreign Demons indeed lacked those silver patterns.

"Good. This poor monk has seen clearly. We can begin."

Xu Que waved his hand backward, signaling the young lady to stand farther away.

Seeing that he actually intended to face these Evil Demons alone, the young lady exclaimed in surprise: "Makabaka is a Third Generation Evil Demon with immense power. As a mere Immortal Venerable, you cannot defeat him!"

"Amitabha. This poor monk harbors justice, and justice shall prevail," Xu Que extended his right hand and declared righteously. "This poor monk and evil cannot coexist under the same sky!"

"Die!"

Makabaka roared, his entire demonic form soaring into the sky, wrapped in boundless Black Qi; upon reaching the highest point, he plummeted down from heaven.

Rumble-rumble-rumble—!

The rolling thunderous sound approached like a Meteorite falling, the air friction from such terrifying speed causing it to nearly glow.

"Hahaha! This is this Demon's ultimate technique: Meteor Star Fall!"

Makabaka's wild laughter echoed through the air.

Seeing this move, the young lady's face changed drastically: "Dodge quickly! This is Makabaka's signature ultimate technique; no one below Half-Step Immortal Emperor can block it!"

However, the surrounding Foreign Demons had encircled the area completely, blocking all of Xu Que's escape routes.

Facing that unparalleled might, Xu Que took a Yurt of cigarettes from his robe, lit one, put it to his lips, took a puff, and slowly exhaled a cloud of Smoke.

"Hmph. Such a mere technique; this poor monk needs only one finger to block it."

He spoke lightly, his gaze disdainful, radiating an aura of loneliness from standing at the heights.

Seeing this scene, Makabaka couldn't help but hesitate.

This monk was not only handsome and dashing, but his demeanor was also so calm; could what he said be true?

But then he thought again: No, impossible!

No human Cultivator could block this move with just a single finger!

In a flash of lightning, the surging Black Qi crashed down with a boom, churning up boundless dust and smoke.

Moments later, the dust settled, and the gazes all around turned utterly horrified.

There, Xu Que was seen extending a single index finger, pressing it against Makabaka's forehead; the Cigarette on his finger hadn't even shed a speck of ash.

"Invincibility is simply too lonely..."