NOVEL Return to the City: The Strongest King Chapter 2125 - 1985: Marching Ants of the Desert (Part 6)

Return to the City: The Strongest King

Chapter 2125 - 1985: Marching Ants of the Desert (Part 6)
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Chapter 2125: Chapter 1985: Marching Ants of the Desert (Part 6)

"How dare you?"

Master Benwu shouted fiercely, and the light transformed into a Buddha quickly expanded like a balloon. In an instant, a giant Buddha surrounded Master Benwu, growing several meters tall. Although it was only a golden body Dharma manifestation, it was still imposing and dazzling.

A magnificent Dharma body, one zhang and six high, with three heads and eighteen arms, blue-faced and red-haired, wielding a demon-subduing pestle, a cleansing bottle, a horsetail whisk, prayer beads, a sword, a hook, a lotus, etc. In each breath, countless dried bones were instantly ground to dust.

The defeated dry bones dared not move recklessly, but instead shattered again and reassembled, surprisingly forming a giant human figure with a bull’s head and human body, wielding a bone whip, and charged at Master Benwu’s zhang-six golden body.

Master Benwu’s Wrathful King of Brightness golden body statue with eighteen hands, danced like a spinning wheel, grappling with the bull-headed skeleton giant.

More bones took advantage of the situation to surround him. Master Benwu’s golden body image gradually dimmed and was eventually buried under Skull Mountain, no longer glowing.

"Mage!"

Song Xiaodong grabbed Zhao Ruonan, and the group continued to walk towards the center of Lop Nur sand sea.

Outside the Corpse Mountain Blood Sea Array, there were two Taoists, one young and one elderly.

"What a pity for such a zhang-six golden body." The elderly Taoist sighed regretfully.

"It’s both an achievement and a cage; he’s come to terms with it, so why pity him?" The young Taoist said.

Song Xiaodong and the others struggled to walk in what was originally an alkali flat, now a desert in Lop Nur.

There was a silver-white figure ahead.

Song Xiaodong paused, and the group followed suit, halting.

"So fast!" Chu Xianling said worriedly, and in the next blink, the figure was already before them.

Silver hair, a silver Zhongshan suit, black cloth shoes.

Liu Bai.

"Sect Leader Song, it’s been a while, I hope all is well," Liu Bai approached with a smile, leaving no footprints in the sandy ground.

Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling stood on Song Xiaodong’s left and right, assuming combat stances.

The warriors uniformly raised their guns with a "swish."

Liu Bai seemed oblivious, continuing, "Sect Leader Song, last time you were lucky enough to escape, this time we’ll see if you have the same fortune."

"How dare you act so arrogantly, like a dog with nowhere to go?"

A mocking voice came from behind Song Xiaodong and the others.

They turned to see two Taoists, one young and one old, casually approaching.

Skull Mountain had completely fallen silent.

"Zhengyi Dao?" Liu Bai asked the two Taoists out of the blue. frёeωebɳovel.com

The two Taoists bowed slightly to Liu Bai, lowering their heads to indicate he’d guessed correctly.

"Who is Zhang Chongjun to you?" Liu Bai asked again.

"He’s my uncle," the elderly Taoist replied.

"You tell your uncle, your Celestial Master’s seal was used by our Sect Master to prop up a table leg," Liu Bai said.

The two Taoists were not angry.

"Sect Leader Song, today, let me help you eliminate this disgrace to the Mysterious Gate!" The elderly Taoist said to Sect Leader Song.

Song Xiaodong thought to himself, "Great, I don’t have to risk my life."

Song Xiaodong led Sun Yiyi, Chu Xianling, Zhao Ruonan, and others to the side to watch.

"Your uncle is incompetent, and you won’t fare better," Liu Bai said to the two Taoists.

Liu Bai’s figure flashed, leaving a silver trail in the air.

The elderly Taoist leisurely took out a handkerchief wrapped around something from his backpack and casually threw it on the ground.

Just as Liu Bai was about to reach the two Taoists, his figure suddenly paused.

Liu Bai felt the earth’s gravity suddenly increase tenfold, as if he were a piece of iron being tightly attracted by a magnetic earth, slowing him down, and he fell to his knees less than three meters from the two Taoists.

The elderly Taoist calmly unwrapped his sword from his back, slowly drew it from its sheath—a blood-red peach wood sword.

"Practicing evil methods, harming heaven and reason, wantonly slaughtering innocents, your crimes deserve death!"

After scolding, the old Taoist prepared to stab Liu Bai from three meters away.

As Liu Bai lay on the ground, he suddenly flicked his hand, sending a dart flying and piercing the handkerchief thrown on the ground by the old Taoist. Inside it was nothing special, just some yellow earth.

The ground’s suction on Liu Bai disappeared. As Liu Bai was originally lying on the ground, he kicked off, and his body transformed into a silver light, charging at the old Taoist.

"Showing off before an expert!"

The old Taoist saw Liu Bai charging and had the leisure to mock before firmly planting his omnidirectional shoes into the sand, then leisurely taking a step back.

The old Taoist only took one step, yet his figure retreated ten meters in an instant.

"Ground-Shrinking technique?" Liu Bai exclaimed in surprise.

"Your Dark Night Sect was driven overseas by the joint forces of the China Mysterious Gate, yet instead of repenting, you developed wings abroad and practiced evil methods. Today, I’ll show you what true Mysterious Gate Taoist Arts are!"

After speaking, the old Taoist extended his hand, opened his palm, and dipped his forefinger in saliva from his mouth, writing on his palm without anyone knowing what. Once finished, he began chanting.

"Lightning Mother, Thunder God, quickly bestow your divine skills, follow me to eliminate pain; boom, boom, boom, boom, heed the urgent order of the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord."

After chanting the curse, the old Taoist pointed with his finger. A flash was seen striking Liu Bai from the sky, followed by a thunderous crash that made Chu Xianling and Sun Yiyi shrink their heads, hiding behind Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong looked up, seeing a clear sky, a bright moon, and not a cloud in sight—where did the lightning and thunder come from?

Liu Bai saw the lightning and withdrew his figure, covering a dozen meters in a single step. The lightning followed Liu Bai, carving a deep trench in the sandy ground. freёwebnovel.com

The old Taoist saw the palm thunder could not succeed, and continued to fire multiple fingers. Liu Bai moved repeatedly, and the desert was slashed into trenches, unsuccessful in subduing Liu Bai for a while.

"Hmm, I can’t outrun lightning, but I can outrun your fingers?" Liu Bai looked at the trenches all over the place and the still-smoking sand that had melted, mocking the old Taoist.

"Don’t be arrogant, watch my methods!"

The old Taoist pulled out a stack of paper figures from his robe, chanting again, suddenly a gust of wind, and the stack of paper figures fell to the ground, capable of standing and walking, quickly running towards Liu Bai.

Liu Bai didn’t resort to Taoist arts, but seeing a large swarm of paper figures, he immediately jumped around the desert. The paper figures soon lost their effectiveness and were blown away by the wind.

"I said, your uncle is a straw bag, and so are you." Liu Bai’s figure returned again.

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