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The Immortal Island of Penglai seemed to have transformed into a real paradise.
Wisps of immortal aura swirled and spread, enveloping the whole island, while clumps of hazy white immortal aura floated over the sea like the clouds in the sky. Stimulated by them, the vegetation on the island grew rapidly into towering trees with dense branches.
There was a pulpit at the center of the island, which was surrounded by many immortal temples.
Fully naked, Shen Gongbao rode his black panther and flew across the sky with fear still lingering in him. Many disciples of Penglai were stunned when they saw him rush into the island without wearing anything.
“It turns out that there are exhibitionists among Immortals as well…” Many Qi cultivators whispered to each other.
Shen Gongbao was too lazy to pay them any mind. At this moment, he only wanted to see one man. He pressed on without stopping. Many Immortals greeted him along the way, but he ignored them.
In the center of an immortal temple surrounded by wisps of immortal aura, a Daoist with a colorful ring of light flashing behind his head was lecturing. His loud voice echoed through and out the temple, shaking the surrounding buildings.
Many futons were placed around the Daoist, on which sat many experts. Their postures were different, but they were all quietly listening to the Daoist’s lecture.
The natives of the island, including Patriarch Penglai, were listening to the lecture with rapture. Behind the Patriarch sat Yu Ge, who was clad in a blue robe. From time to time, he scratched his ears and cheeks as if the lecture had frustrated him.
For some reason he did not know, he could not focus on listening to what the Daoist was lecturing about cultivation. This was in sharp contrast to the people around him. As he listened, he kept thinking of Bu Fang’s Egg-Fried Rice that he had tasted when they first met.
The food had distracted him, making it impossible for him to listen to the lecture the almighty expert was delivering. The lofty Daoist before them was an almighty expert, an existence even their Patriarch was afraid of. Yu Ge could clearly sense the terrifying aura emanating from him.
Suddenly, the Daoist stopped lecturing. He opened his eyes, which were filled with tranquility. Four swords were hovering behind him—one blue, one red, one white, and one black. Each sword contained an astounding power, and anyone who tried to perceive them would feel that they were surrounded by deadly sword energy.
A commotion broke out in the temple as all the people opened their eyes and looked at the entrance. There, they saw a naked figure rush through the door, riding on a black panther.
“Sect Leader!”
A loud cry echoed in the temple. Shen Gongbao landed, took a robe, and wrapped it around his naked body. Then, looking at the Daoist before him, he began to cry and tell the almighty expert of his encounter with Bu Fang.
After listening to him, all the people in the temple were furious.
“This is ridiculous! How dare that evil man kill our Immortals!”
“The Immortal Sword’s clone represents the Sect Leader… How could that evil man destroy it? Kill him!”
“He had killed our Immortals and destroyed the Immortal Sword’s clone… Is this evil man trying to fight us?!”
The many Immortals in the temple were furious. Many of the Heaven Immortals and even Immortal Kings were glaring with rage. However, after a moment of commotion, all the Immortals rested their eyes on the Daoist.
The Daoist was as calm as still waters. His state of mind made many Immortals ashamed of themselves.
“It doesn’t matter… A mere evil man will not affect us. However, the Divine Artifact he had acquired is crucial to us. We cannot let him get away with it. The Four Heavenly Kings, you will bring me the head of this evil man,” the Daoist said indifferently.
Four Divine Generals clad in armor stepped out among the Immortals. They looked different, but all were fierce and vicious.
“Please rest assured, my lord. Those who offend us or insult the Immortals will be hunted down and killed by us!”
The aura of the four men was very strong, and their voices were loud. As soon as they spoke, they caused the air in the temple to explode like thunder.
The Daoist nodded. After that, the four Heavenly Kings stepped on immortal clouds and sped away.
Down below, Yu Ge was already freaking out. ‘Not good! The four Heavenly Kings are peak Heaven Immortals, and each of them is just one step away from becoming an Immortal King! When they joined forces, they could even slay an Immortal King! Senior is in trouble this time!’
Yu Ge’s heart was filled with worry. He glanced at Patriarch Penglai, who was still immersed in the lecture, then sneakily left the temple.
With an indifferent look, the Daoist said, “Four Divine Artifacts are born on the Ancestral Planet. It is a rare opportunity, and we must seize it.” His half-closed eyes gleamed sharply.
In addition to Penglai Island, many Immortals had descended at various blessed lands of Hua, and they would eventually meet and clash!
…
Chief Luo was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, which added an intellectual touch to his tough appearance.
“Senior, we’ve searched the entire world according to your description, and we have now narrowed down to four areas,” he said to Bu Fang, who was beside him. “These four areas are places where major fighting has just taken place or is taking place. We’ve sent fighter jets to explore them, so we’ll have news back soon.”
Bu Fang nodded, leaning his back against the chair and watching quietly. Not long after that, images began to appear across the huge screen.
In the first image was a barren land. It was a desert, but a layer of its sand seemed to have been scraped away, and the sand and gravel on the surface were all melted.
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“Where is this?” Bu Fang asked.
“This is a desert in Xinjiang,” Chief Luo answered.
The screen flickered and showed them the second image. It was a huge, choppy lake, with a giant fish floating in it, its belly facing the sky.
“Where is this?” Bu Fang asked again.
“This is a great lake in Siberia…” Chief Luo’s face grew more and more unsightly. He could not understand why the images the fighter jets sent back were so horrible.
Suddenly, the image changed again. Upon looking at the third image, Bu Fang straightened in the chair, and his eyes grew sharp.
It was the top of a snowy mountain. A snowstorm was howling, and a graceful figure could be seen standing at the peak. Beside her was a stove, and her hand rested on it.
“Enlarge the image,” Bu Fang said.
Chief Luo shuddered. ‘Have we found her?’
The camera on the fighter jet focused, and the image on the screen became clearer. What appeared on the huge screen was a stunningly beautiful face. Her skin was fair and delicate, her red lips glossy, and when she blinked, her long eyelashes fluttered.
“She’s so beautiful…”
All the people in the control room could not help but cry out in amazement.
“I didn’t ask you to look at the girl. Look at the stove…”
Bu Fang’s voice rang out once again, interrupting Chief Luo. He hastily worked on the computer, and then the image became much clearer. It was a white stove with a divine light swirling over it.
“That is… That is one of the Divine Artifacts found in the four spiritual energy sealing points! The Divine Stove!” Chief Luo cried out in surprise.
Suddenly, Nethery, who had her hand rested on the stove, seemed to sense the camera that was filming her. She raised her emotionless eyes and rested them on the fighter jet. The look in her eyes made all the people before the screen suffocate.
With a boom, the fighter jet exploded, and the screen went black. Chief Luo’s forehead was covered with sweat. The moment he saw the girl’s eyes, he felt as if he was about to die. She was too horrible!
“Where is that place?” Bu Fang got up from the chair, getting ready to move out.
“There… That is… the Roof of the World.” The corner of Chief Luo’s mouth twitched.
“Oh?” Bu Fang glanced at Chief Luo. ‘The Roof of the World? The tallest mountain in the world? Why did Nethery go there? And why is the stove with her?’ He was puzzled. Most importantly, before the screen went black, he saw many people around her. ‘Those people seem to be… attacking her? Are they serious? Attacking Nethery?’
Nethery had acquired the inheritance of the Cursed Goddess one generation before her, and she was so strong that she was not weaker than Bu Fang. Those people were no match for her, unless…Unless her strength and abilities were also restricted on Earth.
That was very likely the case. Bu Fang raised his head as if to look through the sky. He had a feeling that someone was watching all these from high up.
“Get ready to move out,” Bu Fang said.
Chief Luo’s face darkened a little. ‘That’s the Roof of the World… How could we go there in such a hurry?’
Bu Fang ignored them and walked out of the base. When he was outside, he glanced at the sky. Then, with a thought in his mind, he began to sense the White Tiger Heaven Stove’s location. A few moments later, he kicked the ground. A boom rang out as he rose into the sky like a cannonball, shooting toward the Roof of the World.
After Bu Fang left, the people of the State Supernatural Agency came out hastily to prepare all kinds of equipment. When they were ready, helicopters and fighter jets took off, all flying in the same direction where Bu Fang had gone to.
Chief Luo had a feeling that a major event was about to happen, which could cause a clash between Immortals and Gods of different countries. The fight for the Divine Artifacts was fierce, he knew, as even the mysterious church of the West had made their moves.
…
Not long after Bu Fang and the others left, auspicious clouds rolled over in the sky. Thunderclaps echoed out of the clouds, and four figures could be seen looming in them: one held a pipa1, one held a green sword, one had a spotted ermine in his arms, and the last one held a rainbow umbrella.
The moment the four Immortals appeared, heaven and earth seemed to dim a little.
“That evil man’s aura was here… But he is gone now!” said Mo Lishou, the Immortal who had a spotted ermine in his arms. The creature twitched its nose as if it was sniffing something, then it pointed in a direction.
“It doesn’t matter. We will definitely bring the Sect Leader the head he wants…” Mo Lihai said indifferently. He was the one with a Pipa.
The other two burst out laughing. They were the four Heavenly Kings of the Immortal Court in the Primitive Universe. An evil man was nothing to them—they could capture him easily. After all, they were all peak Heaven Immortals.
The next moment, stepping on the auspicious clouds and clad in thunderbolts, they sped toward the direction where Bu Fang had gone to.
It was as if a great invisible storm was brewing…
Bu Fang flew across the sky like a cannonball, filling the air with terrible sonic booms. He was too fast. It was only a few moments before the towering snowy mountain appeared before him.
He sensed Nethery’s aura in an instant. Of course, in addition to her aura, he also sensed all kinds of auras. Bu Fang squinted as a cold gleam flashed through his eyes.