Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1289: Chapter 1000: Denouncing Wudang! True Men Stand Guard!

The shadows of the bamboo swayed, and the slender bamboo leaves resembled numerous slender mouths, swaying in the wind and making a pleasant sound.

This was originally a tranquil place, but the arrival of the man named Divine General disrupted the peace.

In Mingxuan, a voice filled with coldness and authority resonated.

”Has your god regretted it?”

The Divine General’s expression was wooden as he said, ”Since God has made a decision, of course, there will be no regrets.”

The deep voice from within Mingxuan said, ”Then speak your purpose.”

The Divine General said coldly, ”The Black Wind Village Chief has gone to Wudang, and under Zhang Sanfeng’s guidance, he might break through to Returning to Truth.”

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After a short while, a low laugh echoed again from within Mingxuan, ”I really didn’t expect that your revered god would be so concerned about such a small figure as the Black Wind Village Chief growing from such an insignificant place.”

The Divine General said coldly, ”I have delivered the message, how to act is entirely up to you!”

Whoosh—

The figure of the Divine General shot up like an arrow, swiftly disappearing among the bamboo grove in a few leaps, faster than a gust of wind.

Inside Mingxuan, Xiong Ba, dressed in a purple satin dragon robe as smooth as a mirror, sat with his legs crossed, his expression uncertain and coldly watching outside the window. After a while, his thick brows like eagle wings quivered slightly, and he lowered his head to examine the dazzling, crystal-clear alms bowl in his hands.

This dazzling alms bowl naturally was the Buddha Artifact that had been fought over from various sides a few days ago at the bottom of West Lake.

On that day, when the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, the person who snatched the Buddha Artifact was the Divine General sent by the Divine Sect, and only the Divine General, who learned the Destructive Demon Body, could withstand a palm from Xiong Ba and still retreat unscathed.

Everyone thought that the Buddha Artifact was lost from that day on. Whether it was Shaolin, the World Association, Unrivaled City, or the Demon Palace, none became the final victor.

After a fierce battle with Dugu Yifang from Unrivaled City and other experts, Xiong Ba, having severely injured Dugu Yifang, found this place to rest. Who would have expected that that very night, the Divine General would come to the door, handing over the snatched alms bowl to Xiong Ba, saying that it was an early congratulatory gift from God for the World Association’s quest for hegemony over the world.

The extremely suspicious Xiong Ba naturally was extremely guarded against the sudden goodwill shown by the Master of Search God Palace.

But a treasure delivered to his door, how could he not accept it?

Xiong Ba accepted the alms bowl that night, and after delivering the item, the Divine General vanished.

These past two days, he has not left Da Song but instructed his father, Boss Zi Yi, to return first to the World Association, staying here to study the use of the alms bowl. However, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t unleash the item’s power.

Perhaps this item indeed, as the Divine General had said, had been sealed during contact by the Dharma’s disciple of Shaolin using advanced Buddhist Secret Technique, and thus requires another method to lift the seal.

Yet, currently, no one in the Martial World knows that this treasure is in his hands. Even Dugu Yifang wouldn’t have thought, after all his efforts to prevent him from obtaining this treasure, someone else would easily deliver it into his hands.

This further convinced Xiong Ba that he is the Heavenly Destiny Person destined for this fate!

But now, the Black Wind Village Chief, unexpectedly, under Wudang Zhang Sanfeng’s guidance, is preparing to break through to Returning to Truth Realm, which indeed poses a great threat. If not addressed promptly, it will undoubtedly cause more trouble in the future.

”The Black Wind Village Chief can break through so quickly, I’m afraid it is no longer just Zhang Sanfeng’s guidance. It is very likely that he realized insights from the War God Temple in ’War God Chronicles’, and once this individual advances to Returning to Truth, he will pose a complete threat and cannot be allowed to remain.”

”As for the Search God Palace...this palace hasn’t appeared in the Martial World for so many years, and now it reemerges to give me the great treasure alms bowl; the god’s intentions are truly difficult to fathom. However, since this person also wants to remove the Black Wind Village Chief, it seems he intends to use my hand to eliminate him, then nibble at the Black Wind Village’s territories in Song Country.

God’s reluctance to act, is it due to some scruples? Or does he not plan to reemerge in the Martial World at this moment?”

As Xiong Ba thought to the end, he had already classified the god of Search God Palace as a highly dangerous figure destined to be an enemy rather than a friend.

But after all, at present, this revered god still has not had significant conflict with him. The other party wants to use him, yet he also intends to obtain the alms bowl and eliminate the Black Wind Village Chief, which does not conflict.

Once the World Association gains momentum in the future, the god of Search God Palace won’t be able to reemerge and contend against him, having missed the best opportunity, making it very difficult indeed.

Xiong Ba stood up suddenly, taking the alms bowl in his hand and examining it carefully for a moment. Suddenly, he placed it beneath his robe, strolling with his hands behind his back, contemplating on how to set off for Wudang to solve the Black Wind Village Chief, considering how to strike effectively in one blow, whether Zhang Sanfeng would intervene, and if so, how to respond, etc.

Before doing anything, he prefers to plan and deliberate, considering all potential risks and devising at least two fallback options to ensure a complete retreat.

Only then does he focus on how to achieve his purpose.

Heroes show no tears, tyrants have no sentiment.

To achieve his goals, he will use every means possible, only pursuing the result.

After pacing around three times, a flash of electric light appeared in Xiong Ba’s eyes, and he had made up his mind. The corners of his lips, with black whiskers like bird wings, raised into a cold smile.

”Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, you may disregard worldly rites, but your disciples won’t. Shaolin is revered in the north, and Wudang in the south! Old man wants to see if your grand Wudang can withstand the denunciations from the righteous sects of the world?”

With such thoughts in mind, he moved his steps, and his purple figure flickered out of Mingxuan.

Though he plans to use the momentum of the Righteous Path to pressure Zhang Sanfeng to let go, to avoid delays causing changes, he still must set off for Wudang immediately.