#903 - Evil Buddha

"Whoosh!"

As if appearing from nothingness, this sword light arrived without warning or sound.

But both the old beggar and the young man knew exactly who it came from.

"Foster father!"

Unconsciously crying out, a look of deep astonishment instantly appeared in the young man's eyes.

After all, just a second ago, the old beggar was boasting that "Wei Changtian was afraid of him and dared not attack", but now, before the words had even faded, the latter used practical actions to slap him in the face.

Wei Changtian didn't escape! He had been hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity to strike!

In a flash, the young man couldn't do anything but watch helplessly as the sword light went straight for the old beggar.

However, he wasn't actually worried that the latter would be in danger.

Although Wei Changtian was indeed ruthless and acted unpredictably, making him hard to guard against.

The difference in strength wouldn't change because of this.

Since the young man called the old beggar "foster father", he naturally knew the latter's background very well, and knew how terrifying his strength was.

Yes, Wei Changtian wasn't bad either.

But in the young man's opinion, his foster father didn't even need to use his full strength to block this sword.

Therefore, the shock in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a hint of excitement.

In any case, it had been a long time since anyone dared to attack his foster father, because no one would seek their own death.

But now, Wei Changtian was attempting to "strike a stone with an egg", and he wondered what methods his foster father would use to deal with it.

With a mixture of excitement and anticipation, the young man watched as the sword light rapidly crossed a distance of more than ten zhang, arriving in front of the old beggar in the blink of an eye.

And the latter's expression was indeed very calm, with even a slightly disdainful smile on his lips.

"Is this the divine ability you used to kill a Rank 2 expert when you were at Rank 6?"

As if looking up at the direction from which the sword light appeared, the old beggar muttered to himself, while a dazzling scarlet light suddenly burst out from his body.

Although no blood could be seen, it was as if it had just emerged from a pool of blood, causing people to lose their souls with just one glance.

For example, the common people who saw this scene all stood rooted to the spot, trembling, their instinct for survival overwhelmed by immense fear.

Buddha and Demon, these two things that should have been unrelated, even incompatible like fire and water, were now "combined into one", and this "contrast" instantly shattered their psychological defenses.

However, the old beggar wasn't interested in the reactions of these people at all, and just raised his right hand slightly along with the blood-colored Buddha statue.

"Heh heh, you can kill a Rank 2 expert with one move, that's just because they were too weak."

"Go!"

Along with the last sentence, which could be described as arrogant, the Buddha's hand, surrounded by golden and red light, slowly pushed forward, colliding with the seemingly ordinary white sword light.

A sword appearing from the void, a palm from the evil Buddha's Dharma form... This seemed to be a clash destined to "destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth".

Even the young man standing behind the old beggar had already guessed what would happen next.

Three breaths.

In his opinion, Wei Changtian's sword could only withstand three breaths at most, and then it would collapse.

The young man certainly knew that Wei Changtian possessed a divine ability that could kill a Rank 2 expert when he was at Rank 6, and he had also heard of the latter's various "heroic deeds".

But the world was so big that the unbelievable thing of "killing a Rank 2 expert with one move" wasn't something only Wei Changtian could do.

Just as the old beggar had said.

Sometimes it's not that you're strong, it's just that your opponent is too weak.

"Chi la!"

Just like that, in the gazes of countless people, either confident, excited, or dazed, the sword and the palm finally collided in mid-air.

But what happened next was completely different from what the young man had expected.

"..."

There was no earth-shattering roar, no ground-shaking waves of air, no dazzling light.

There was nothing, only a crack like a sharp blade cutting through cloth.

The white sword light effortlessly cut through the substantial Buddha's palm, and then gently landed on the chest of the old beggar, whose eyes suddenly widened.

And only at this moment did the loud noise that should have appeared long ago resound through the night sky.

"Boom!!!!!"

"..."

A quarter of an hour later.

When Wei Changtian returned to the small inn with a normal expression, none of the guests gathered in the front hall noticed him.

Everyone was discussing the palm that traversed the restaurant, the terrifying evil Buddha, and the sword energy that shattered the evil Buddha, with varying degrees of tension, fear, or unease.

But no one knew that all of this was caused by this handsome young man.

"Creak ~"

Pushing open the door, the candle that he had deliberately left unextinguished had only a little light left.

Wei Changtian stepped forward and trimmed the wick, then sat down at the table, silently recalling what happened after that sword.

Without a doubt, the old beggar certainly had life-saving items on him, so "Divine Strike" didn't take his life.

Wei Changtian wasn't surprised by this, but the means of escape that the former used in the end...

Teleportation.

There was no mistake.

Including that Son of Heaven, he also escaped using teleportation.

As someone who also mastered teleportation, although Wei Changtian rarely used this somewhat useless divine ability, he could sense the True Qi fluctuations when teleportation was used.

So... was this old beggar from White Hall?

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian didn't make a judgment easily.

Although Teleportation and Falling Sky Sword were both unique skills of White Hall, and Old Zhang taught them to him.

However, this didn't necessarily mean that the old beggar was from White Hall, it was also possible that, like him, he had only learned it from someone from White Hall.

In any case, Wei Changtian felt that he might have to find an opportunity to go to White Hall in the future.

But these things weren't important right now.

What was really important was that he had used this sneak attack to figure out the most crucial question.

That's right, the reason why Wei Changtian attacked just now wasn't to kill people.

He just wanted to confirm whether the old beggar was the third transmigrator.

After all, according to the situation of himself and Xu SuiSui, transmigrating would definitely bring a system, which would definitely know about "Divine Strike".

According to the system's description, Divine Strike was a "fatal attack", unless it encountered a life-saving item with the same "absolute effect", otherwise all defenses were useless.

Therefore, if the old beggar knew of the existence of Divine Strike, he definitely wouldn't have had such a conceited reaction at the time.

It was estimated that he previously only thought that he had mastered a special divine ability with unparalleled power.

Then, in this way, he was undoubtedly not a transmigrator.

"Phew."

After getting this conclusion, Wei Changtian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as it wasn't a transmigrator with a system, the natives of this world, no matter how awesome they were, wouldn't pose too much of a threat to him.

However, he still couldn't be careless now, after all, there were still many questions that hadn't been answered.

For example, how did that old beggar know the information of a group of Sons of Heaven...