Chapter 424 Ambition
In the dark night, dark clouds once again obscured the only starlight, the earth became pitch dark, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
The Buddha made almost no secret of the fact that he was here to conquer. It was either surrender or die.
This naked attitude is like a tiger that chooses its prey.
Although it was impossible to see the expression in the Buddha's eyes under his dark sunglasses in the darkness, the hysteria that was always on the verge of madness showed that the Buddha might take action at any time.
The Ming Chamber of Commerce, which is behind the dark forces of the Western Region's extraordinary people, cannot shake this madman at all.
That's right, a madman!
In the eyes of the "King of Heaven", Master Buddha is a madman, otherwise why would he do such a thing?
He was just a small extraordinary person in Jiangyin who made money by taking advantage of the dead, but he suddenly went crazy and massacred the entire dark world of Jiangyin extraordinary people.
Why should he?
At least the "King" couldn't figure out what kind of confidence the other party had to be so rampant. You must know that there are always people better than you in this world. Isn't this person afraid of offending some terrifying existence and having his ashes scattered?
But this is still not the limit of the opponent's madness. After the battle of Jiangyin, this Buddha did not even take a decent rest, but went straight to the Western Regions, showing an attitude that if you do not surrender, I will kill you.
“The King” really wants to ask the Buddha, what is your basis?
The world of extraordinary people in the Ming Dynasty is strictly stratified. At the bottom are of course the worst independent cultivators, many of whom have only just learned some magic spells.
The next level up are the extraordinary officials who rely on business or the power of the Ming Dynasty. These people are considered the second class.
Above them are the leaders of these so-called extraordinary and dark forces, as well as some extraordinary people who run rampant between heaven and earth. This is considered the third class.
The fourth class is forces like the Ming Chamber of Commerce. They were already at the top of the Ming Dynasty when the extraordinary people had not yet appeared in this world. Although they are not as powerful as the Ming government, there are not many that can compare with them.
Above these are the truly powerful independent cultivators and the extraordinary forces outside the Ming Dynasty, which is considered the fifth tier.
The sixth class is the Great Ming Nirvana. Although the Great Ming Nirvana people often have some trivial matters and do not have much time to sort them out, once they get serious, they are one of the most terrifying forces on the Ancestral Star.
Next are the inherited sects of the Ming Dynasty. Some of these sects are strong, some are weak, and can be roughly divided into three levels. The top level of the Ming Dynasty, and what goes above that is beyond the reach of these people.
Each level in the Ming Dynasty has its own circle and rules. Normally, no one will break the rules.
But now the Buddha is doing this without any scruples.
This guy is truly a complete lunatic.
"Master Buddha, I admire you as a person, but this is not a reason for you to push your luck. We in the Western Regions have our own rules."
The "King" was having the final conversation, and he had already had his men ready to take action, because no matter how he looked at it, this Buddha didn't look like someone who could be persuaded.
If a madman can be persuaded, he is no longer a madman.
"Rules?"
Under the night sky was the hoarse voice and shadow of the devil. He raised his head, and the rotation of the two steel balls in his hands gradually slowed down.
"The rules are set by the strong, and the weak are not qualified to discuss the rules."
A sense of respect suddenly rose in the Buddha's voice.
"Just like the gentleman who gave me this mission, he said that if I accept you, then you must submit to me whether you live or die."
Under the night sky, a ray of light from the gap in the dark clouds fell on the black body of the Buddha, reflecting a cold light that was chilling.
The dark mist spread over the Buddha's body. The next moment, the steel ball in the Buddha's hand shot out directly, and the air made a huge sonic boom.
The volume of gas near the center of the air has completely solidified. If it were daytime now, one could clearly see that there is a clear air barrier in front of the steel ball.
The two steel balls arrived in front of the "King" almost in an instant. Even the tank fire was not so fast.
"boom!"
The "King of Heaven" took the two steel balls with both hands, dropped them on the ground and said coldly: "The Buddha who massacred Jiangyin is no more than this."
“I thought it was so amazing!”
But after the "King" put down his hands, he could not stop shaking.
The "King" could feel that the crazy Buddha opposite him was not simple. He was obviously at the peak of the third step, but his strength had already exceeded the limit of the third step and reached the fourth step.
Moreover, this power carries with it an indescribable chill, as if the power itself is inexplicably distorted.
This made the "King of Heaven" couldn't help but sigh that there is indeed no false reputation.
This Buddha was just a humble man, and he had not even started practicing when the "King of Heaven" began to practice. But at this time, he was no match for this Buddha.
I have to say that if Mr. Buddha is not considered to be completely crazy, he is indeed a powerful figure.
"Yeah?"
The Buddha sneered, and there was hysterical madness in his coldness.
"You didn't think it was just a simple test?"
The "King"'s heart skipped a beat and he looked suddenly towards his own palm. As a transcendent being, even the dark night could not prevent him from seeing everything clearly.
The "King of Heaven" clearly saw wisps of black air seeping out from his palms, and the twisted and strange power seemed to penetrate his body.
"What is this?"
As soon as the "King" finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill running down his palm to his back, and at that moment, he felt something seemed to be lying on him.
The "King" turned his head suddenly, but saw a face that had been dry for many years. The pair of empty eyes were staring at him, as if telling something.
If there were passengers who were on the same train as Wen Zhengming that day, they would be able to recognize that this was the mummy that appeared on the train that night.
The Qi around the "King of Heaven" instantly began to circulate, trying to shake off the strange existence on his body. An invisible wave of air spread out from his body, but the mummy on his body was still there, tightly surrounding him, as if it was reluctant to leave him.
But what kind of reluctance is this? Not everyone in this world is a friend of life and death like Xu Hanwen.
"Depend on!"
After seeing that the Qi body was useless, the "King of Heaven" cursed and immediately used the Qi body to form a barrier behind him, as if trying to isolate himself from the corpse.
"Don't bother, it's useless. This is a curse. No one can save you except me."
The Buddha's voice was hoarse and full of madness. This was indeed the power of the curse.
When Mr. Wen threw him into the coffin, after Master Buddha came out, the curse had been transferred from the corpse to him.
This is also the reason why he has always been on the edge of madness. It is an extremely painful thing for a living person to bear a curse that can only be exerted on a dead person.
When he was trying to subdue the ruffian Zhang, he was on the verge of collapse at all times, but he still managed to hold on.
But later, the terrifying Mr. Wen took action, which made the curse on the Buddha perfectly integrated with his own cultivation, as if a third path was forcibly drawn between the two cultivation systems of Taoism and Great Witch.
This state makes the Buddha a third-level transcendent and also a wizard.
At this time, the Buddha could easily control the curse and even use it to curse others.
Under the cold night, the Buddha looked down and said in a cold voice:
"You can now choose to surrender and live, or refuse and die in pain."
"Yeah?"
The corners of the "King"'s mouth turned up and he laughed wildly.
"I can also choose a third way, which is to have you buried with me."
Under the night sky, the body of the "King of Heaven" suddenly swelled, and his human skin was completely stretched out almost in an instant.
A huge tiger appeared in the dark night, its eyes as big as pigeons glowing with a faint green light.
If there wasn't a dried corpse still hanging around the tiger's neck, the scene might have been more serious.
The tiger rushed towards the Buddha almost instantly, and its terrifying huge palm slapped the ground, causing the ground to crack instantly.
If this blow hit a person, it would result in a pool of blood and flesh.
The Buddha dodged the tiger's attack and said in a cold voice:
"Someone from the demon tribe?"
"I didn't expect that there are still people from the demon race in the Daming Chamber of Commerce. It's really interesting."
"But have you forgotten something?"
"You still have a dead body hanging on you!"
As the Buddha's voice sounded, the mummy hanging on the tiger instantly retracted its hands, and the tiger's whole body trembled.
It seemed that he was being tortured at this moment. The tiger could feel that his Qi body was being eroded by the strange and twisted black energy, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
The huge tiger roared, "Are these the only shameful means you have?"
The Buddha sneered and kicked the tiger, sending it flying into the sky.
"This is a method that truly belongs to the ancient great witches. How can it be shameful to be seen by others?"
"It's cruel, dark, and weird, but very practical, isn't it?"
As the Buddha spoke, he leaped up, kicked the huge tiger down from the air directly.
The huge tiger passed by like a meteor and slammed heavily onto the ground. In an instant, countless cracks appeared on the entire earth.
"At least for you, it's practical, isn't it?"
The Buddha fell from the void and landed in front of the huge tiger, looking down at it.
The tiger struggled continuously, but the struggle was of no use. The more it struggled, the tighter the mummy's hands tightened on it.
This curse is more terrifying than it could have imagined.
The Buddha glanced at the struggling tiger, shook his head and said:
"Don't struggle, I don't have time to waste with you!"
As the voice sounded, the Buddha stepped down and crushed the huge tiger head directly.
There was an uproar among the dark forces of the Western Region's extraordinary people. No one had expected that the "King of Heaven" would be defeated so quickly and be so vulnerable.
The Buddha stood on the edge of the dead giant tiger and looked at the figures coldly. His crazy gaze made everyone dare not move.
He said in a hoarse voice:
"Do you guys want to take action too?"
There seemed to be a hint of excitement in the voice, but also like endless madness.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and the Buddha frowned as if he felt something.
The next moment, countless vines rose into the air and pulled the tiger into the ground, and all the people from the dark forces of the Western Region's extraordinary people were also pulled underground by the vines.
"We'll see each other again."
A clear voice came from beneath the ground.
The Buddha looked at the huge hole on the ground in silence for a long time, and then he slowly said:
"It's a pity that I didn't pluck the fine tiger skin to make a blanket. I really miscalculated."
After hearing these words, the extraordinary people in Jiangyin were also frightened. You know, even if they are all bad guys, not many people would do such a thing as spreading the opponent's skin on the ground to make a blanket.
The Buddha's words made the Jiangyin extraordinary people even more afraid.
Of course, the Buddha didn't mind their fear, because he knew that if he wanted to complete the tasks assigned by Mr. Wen, he would not have time to deal with internal issues in a short period of time.
Under such circumstances, these people's fear can make him feel more at ease.
Terror may not be the best way to rally people together, but it is better than having no fear at all.
The Buddha slowly raised his head, looked at the starlight covered by the dark clouds and said:
"They won't be able to hold out for long. Start searching the entire Western Region for news about these people. I want the entire Western Region's dark world of extraordinary people to fall into complete silence."
"So quiet that not even a mouse could make a sound."
"Until... we control the entire dark world of the Western Region's extraordinary people."
The Blood Hand Butcher standing next to the Buddha bowed. He now saw the Buddha's ambition, the kind of ambition that was unconcealed and like a torch burning in the darkness.
The Bloody Hand Butcher sighed in his heart. He seemed to understand why Mr. Wen chose such a person.
Sometimes, ambition is the best motivation to spur people forward.
And this is the ambition of this Buddha. It will constantly make him work hard to realize the wish of that terrifying existence.
This is the harshest whip.
………
At this time, a video conference was suddenly initiated in the Ming Dynasty Chamber of Commerce Alliance. The heads of any chamber of commerce in Ming Dynasty participated in this meeting. No matter what they were doing, they all turned down other tasks to attend this meeting.
During the meeting, everyone wore black masks.
The initiator of the meeting was silent for a long time before he uttered the first sentence: "There is a big problem in the Western Region."
(End of this chapter)
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