Chapter 180 The Blind Old Man

Ratna Buddha was both angry and anxious.

He has completely lost face today.

First, he was ruthlessly suppressed in a one-on-one fight with the Taoist Baishan. If the Barbarian King had not appeared in time, he would have fled in panic. That was fine, after all, he was not as good as the Taoist Baishan back then, so he could barely accept it in his heart.

But now.

This hidden guy who appeared out of nowhere actually surpassed him.

How could he accept this?

He knew it with his feet, and he was afraid that even the Barbarian King would doubt him. That look with a hint of doubt made his face hot, and then he became even more angry.

Fortunately, the Barbarian King did not show it very obviously. After all, now was the time for everyone to unite against the enemy.

He stood in the air, with a black light power sweeping from his body and landing on the Sirius. In an instant, the Sirius changed suddenly, and a hideous head emerged.

The two-headed wolf looked extremely murderous and rushed towards the crane with terrifying power.

The Taoist priest Baishan's expression changed slightly.

Just from this he knew that the Barbarian King had gone one step further than him, but he was not without the ability to fight back.

"I haven't recovered my inspiration yet, and the gap between us is not that big! You want to take advantage of me and force me to join you in this crime. It's impossible!"

The Taoist priest at Baishan laughed loudly, and the crane spread its wings. Mountains and rivers appeared around it, making the crane look even more ethereal.

The two-headed wolf spewed out black flames and suppressed the crane, but it was unable to achieve any further results.

The Barbarian King frowned.

He turned his head and looked at the other side of the battlefield, and was stunned.

I saw that the glazed treasure tree was further restrained by the white true dragon, and there was a tendency to continue strangling it. Pieces of Buddha's light exploded, and many branches of the glazed treasure tree were broken. According to this situation, let alone coming to support me, I am afraid that I will have to come to help me if things go wrong.

"Who is this person in the dark?" The Barbarian King was shocked.

He was somewhat clear about Baoshu Buddha's background. Although it was not as good as his and Zhenxuan Zhenjun, and he was lucky enough to wake up after a long time, he was not someone that anyone could cheat.

Zhenxuan Mountain was also silent.

The aura of the four ancient saints was so powerful that it was unbelievable. Even a little leakage of the aftermath made the strong men in the realm of heaven and man feel tremendous pressure. They had retreated again and again and did not dare to get close at all, for fear of being caught in the disaster.

They were also constantly guessing who was behind the white dragon.

Rumored names flashed by one after another, but none of them could be confirmed.

"But... someone who can surpass the Buddha of the Treasure Tree must be no unknown person!"

There was awe and wonder in everyone's eyes.

"Today I learned that there are so many ancient saints hidden in this world. They did not ascend to heaven, but lived to this day. Now they all appear together. Does it mean that something big is about to happen?" someone whispered.

There is no shortage of smart people in the world, and we were able to guess some clues from the conversations among several ancient saints.

But I didn't dare to continue making random guesses, as I felt a certain fear in my heart.

The ancient saints must not have been born for no reason.

This may involve a big secret.

"Get out here!" The angry roar of Ratna Buddha resounded.

He was strangely angry.

Golden light burst out from his body, and he continued to increase his power output, merging into the glazed treasure tree. The treasure tree swayed, and colorful lights gathered and transformed into a palm, trying to hold the white dragon in his hand.

But then the white dragon let out a long roar, and from its mouth a streak of white light turned into a magic sword and rushed out.

The unparalleled sword power even made Taoist Master Baishan look sideways.

With a slash of the magic sword, the five fingers of the seven-colored Buddha's palm were suddenly cut off, becoming bare and looking a little funny.

It was clearly possible to cut it into pieces with one sword, but instead only five fingers were cut off, which was a naked insult to Ratna Buddha.

This person in the dark might be his enemy.

Ratna Buddha could no longer bear it:

"How dare you insult me!"

His eyes were filled with anger, and his whole body was filled with golden light, as if he had turned into a golden man.

The Barbarian Emperor's expression changed:

"Buddha, no!"

But the words of persuasion could not calm the furious Ratna Buddha.

He opened his mouth and spit out a drop of golden blood that shot out and merged into the Glazed Treasure Tree. In an instant, the aura of the Glazed Treasure Tree surged, and the colorful light exploded, breaking free from the restraints of the white real dragon in an instant.

Not only that, the colorful light was extremely sharp, carrying some kind of power that could dissolve everything, as if even the void was about to dissolve.

With a swish, the white real dragon's tail was destroyed.

Ning Qi opened his eyes, with a look of surprise in them.

"What is that drop of golden blood?"

He could sense that the power of the Glazed Treasure Tree had grown a lot. He might not be able to defeat it with just the power of the Martial Saint in the Yu Wang Pearl. However, he remained calm. He still had an innate divine sword energy nourished in his body, which was still his strongest trump card so far.

Since the Three Flowers were perfected, he has never used them.

The old Taoist priest from Baishan said softly:

"Baoshu, you are willing to do so, but do you really want to fight to the death today? Just retreat now, and I will not pursue your offense this time."

But Baoshu Buddha sneered, and his slightly pale face looked somewhat ferocious.

"I have sacrificed a drop of spiritual blood and paid such a price, and you want me to retreat just like that? It's wishful thinking!"

Above the sky.

The glazed treasure tree shone brightly, its power even surpassing that of the two-headed wolf and the crane, and it had become the most dazzling existence on the field. Originally, the white dragon bound the Buddha tree, but now it was the Buddha tree that suppressed the white dragon. The offense and defense were switched, and the white real dragon was already a little embarrassed, constantly wandering and dodging, but even so, it was constantly hit by the colorful light.

The Barbarian King said no more. Since he had paid the price, he must get something back today, otherwise he would suffer a great loss.

But Ning Qi's eyes were calm, he was looking for an opportunity.

The innate divine sword energy should either not be used, or if it is used, it must be successful.

The colorful light of the glazed treasure tree fell from time to time, like a sharp blade, and the Taoist palace was precisely cut apart wherever it passed. The guests dodged in horror and retreated again and again. The treasure tree Buddha was already furious and didn't care about anything anymore.

When Taoist Baishan saw this, he became angry.

"Okay, okay! Then let's see who of us has a deeper foundation!"

There was a surge of aura on his body, and spiritual blood was about to condense. Ning Qi frowned slightly and prepared to take action. He was just waiting for the opportunity, but if he let Taoist Baishan pay a heavy price to fight the enemy, it would be a loss.

Although he didn't know what the spiritual blood was, it must be very important to them.

But as soon as he had the thought, surprise appeared in his eyes and he slowly stopped the action.

In fact.

He's not the only one.

Almost at the same moment, the three ancient saints all looked in one direction. Taoist Baishan, who was about to risk his life, also stopped his action and his breath slowly calmed down. Everyone was surprised and looked in the direction of the three ancient saints.

Then I saw an ordinary blind old man walking slowly towards me with a cane.

Boom.

Boom.

The sound of the cane hitting the bluestone was rhythmic. It should have been a very small sound, but as the blind old man took steps, it became louder and louder. In the end, it was like the sound of a drum, resounding in everyone's heart.

Every guest was shocked.

In just a blink of an eye, the blind old man was already close.

"Everyone, please stop."

An old voice sounded.

The old man raised his slightly empty pupils and looked at the three ancient saints.

The old Taoist priest at Baishan said:

"It's not that I don't want to, but these two are here to kill me, so I have to focus on dealing with them."

The blind old man looked at the Barbarian King and the Treasure Tree Buddha.

The Barbarian King remained silent.

Baoshu Buddha had a look of dissatisfaction and frustration in his eyes. He had just consumed a drop of spiritual blood. If he stopped, he would be at a loss and would vomit blood. He was unwilling to accept this.

The blind old man shook his head and sighed:

"Why waste time?"

He threw the stick in his hand up into the sky, and the stick grew longer in the wind, instantly turning into a giant pillar. The pillar was suspended in the air, spanning between the Buddha tree and the real dragon. With just a slight shake, the colorful light of the Buddha tree all rolled back, and the glazed treasure tree made a crisp humming sound, as if it was trembling, and it was still shaking in the hands of the treasure tree Buddha, and the white real dragon was also thrown out by a force.

Ratna Buddha was shocked and looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief.

The Barbarian King's expression became increasingly solemn.

The blind old man remained silent.

The giant pillar broke through the air again.

One sweeps away the Sirius, two draws the Immortal Crane.

The Heavenly Wolf and the Immortal Crane, which were originally as ferocious as the Unparalleled Beast King, were suddenly destroyed and turned into primitive power that rolled back. The bodies of the Barbarian King and the Taoist Master Baishan were both shocked and they took a few steps back uncontrollably.

The expressions of the two men when they looked at the blind old man also changed.

"Your Excellency..." the Barbarian King spoke.

But he was interrupted by the blind old man:

"What happened today was my negligence. Now that you have returned, we need to set rules. I don't want to see such things in the future. As for opportunities, it depends on your own ability."

The Taoist priest Baishan was silent, then bowed.

The Barbarian King and the other man looked extremely ugly.

What this naturally refers to is that the two men took the opportunity to force Taoist Baishan to swear an oath. Originally, the two men wanted to take the opportunity to strengthen their own strength, but now it seems that this method is different. With the blind old man's words, no one would dare to do this in the future.

The Barbarian King finally bowed.

As for Ratnakūta Buddha, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He was a little frustrated, but he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of this blind old man, at least not now.

The blind old man waved his hand, and the giant pillar in the sky turned into a blind stick in his hand again. He glanced towards the depths of the Zhenxuan Sect, seemed a little surprised, and then slowly turned around.

The blind stick tapped on the bluestone.

It still made that dong dong dong sound, but it gradually became smaller until it was inaudible.

But no one dared to breathe.

Only when the old man's back completely disappeared did everyone breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.

If the ancient saints gave everyone a feeling of being powerful and awe-inspiring, then the feeling brought by this blind old man was boundless, like an abyss that could not be looked directly at.

The Taoist priest Baishan had a look of regret in his eyes, but he was mostly filled with admiration when he looked at the blind old man's back.

He knew some inside information and also knew how difficult it was for the old man.

He didn't just succumb to the old man's strength, he respected his actions.

Today’s events.

At this point, it was impossible to go on any further.

It seemed a bit anticlimactic, but the appearance of the blind old man in the end was probably more shocking than the battle between the ancient saints, and everyone is still feeling unsettled.

The Barbarian King took a deep breath and bowed to the Taoist priest Baishan:

"Master, I am sorry for what happened today, but I am just preparing for a rainy day. Please don't blame me, Master."

Taoist Baishan snorted lightly, and finally waved his hand slightly.

The Barbarian King looked around at everyone, then flew away.

The face of the Ratna Buddha was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.

He really lost both face and dignity today, but he could do nothing about it.

He glanced coldly at the Taoist priest Baishan, then waved his hand and flew away with the monks.

In an instant.

The Zhenxuan Mountain, which was originally in chaos, suddenly became quiet, which made everyone feel a little unreal.

“Who is that blind old man… that he could make all the ancient saints stop?” This was the question in everyone’s mind.

Someone frowned and thought hard.

Suddenly there was a gleam in his eyes.

"I remember now. This person's appearance seems to be somewhat similar to Elder Tingfeng, who is ranked first on the Heavenly Man Ranking! However, Elder Tingfeng comes and goes without a trace, and few people have seen his true face."

"But... even Senior Tingfeng can't be that powerful, right?"

“That’s an ancient saint… unless Elder Tingfeng is just one of the identities of this old senior.”

There were whispers.

Everyone seemed to have discovered the true identity of the blind old man, but they were not sure.

Everything before my eyes is really too mysterious.

Apart from the three ancient saints, the person present was most familiar with the blind old man than Ning Qi.

now.

There was surprise in Ning Qi's eyes.

He hid deep in the Zhenxuan Sect, and the Barbarian King and Baoshu Buddha could not find his true body, but the blind old man saw it. Correspondingly, Ning Qi also sensed the blind old man's presence.

"That's... the old storyteller who tells the legend of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint!"

Ning Qi was somewhat shocked.

He had personally been to the town that Ye Qinghe mentioned, and even stayed there for a while. He had a long contact with the old man, but he did not find any clues, he just felt vaguely that he was extraordinary.

But now, when the old man made his move, he suddenly felt the irresistible force.

"He is definitely a Martial Saint! And he is not just any Martial Saint!"

He could still feel the trembling of Yu Wangzhu, and he even felt that even if he used his innate divine sword energy, it would not make much difference.

"Could it be... that he is the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint?" Ning Qi couldn't help but think so.

What he saw today made him realize that there is such an unknown side to this world.

Not only are there many ancient saints who have managed to survive into the present world through some means.

There are also unknown martial saints walking the earth, but they are unknown to the world.

Originally, he thought he was already at the top of the world and only needed to be wary of the Great Flame Martial Saint, but now it seems that he needs to guard against arrogance and keep working hard.

The true face of the world is gradually revealed to him, and the many secrets revealed in it make him eager to understand.

He couldn't help but look towards the Taoist priest Baishan in the distance. Perhaps he would get some answers today.

(End of this chapter)