Chapter 1416 - A Crushing Defeat

Chapter 1416: A Crushing Defeat

The Runes of Law swept out, while a burst of mighty divine pressure fell and filled the air, suppressing all the people. The chief of the Misty Mountain, hovering in midair with his eyes shining dazzlingly, threw down a palm at Bu Fang, intending to kill this fellow who had offended his Misty Mountain.

The might of a God was naturally extraordinary. For a moment, the whole ground seemed about to collapse, and the power was so terrible that the people could hardly breathe. The old village head was already trembling all over and almost went down on his knees, but Bu Fang just stood at where he was with a calm face.

The great world where Xiayi Divine Dynasty was located was much more prosperous than the Great Netherworld, and its overall strength was stronger, but Gods were not so common here either.

To become a God, one would have to comprehend a Law. However, the Laws were extremely profound and could not be comprehended by ordinary people. As a result, Demigods and Gods were still lofty and rare existences here.

For example, although Misty Mountain was considered the most formidable power in this region, only its chief was a God. Among its several number twos, the strongest were just Demigods.

A God could become an official in the court of Xiayi Divine Dynasty. Of course, if this God was an ordinary one, the given post would not be too important. However, if one could become an official of the Divine Dynasty, that was considered a skyrocketing rise.

In fact, if the chief of the Misty Mountain had not committed a crime, he would not have chosen to be a bandit.

The old village head shivered. The power of the God made it impossible for him to think about fighting back. It was too strong. The power of a God was simply too terrible! He felt as though the sky was about to collapse and crush him.

“DIE NOW!”

The chief’s eyes burst into a thousand lights as he threw down the palm at Bu Fang’s head.

Holding a spear, Whitey’s mechanical eyes flashed brilliantly, but Bu Fang raised a hand and stopped it from doing anything.

“Whitey, handle the others… Leave this God to me. I want to know how strong I am with my current fighting strength,” Bu Fang said.

Upon hearing that, Whitey’s mechanical eyes flickered, and then it disappeared as if it had teleported away. When it reappeared, it was already in the distance, charging toward a Demigod. Soon, it was fighting fiercely with many bandits.

“You’re bold!” Instead of flying into a rage, the chief laughed. He could not believe what he had just heard. This Demigod wanted to fight him, a God, alone? How could this fellow underestimate the might of a God?!

Bu Fang exhaled softly, and his Vermilion Robe fluttered. As the villagers watched in mute amazement, he rose into the sky and came in front of the chief in a flash. Although he was facing a God, he showed no fear at all.

A terrible force of Law came blowing at his face. He felt a little cold, and then he saw snowflakes emerging and swirling in the sky.

“The Law of Snow!” The chief’s eyes flickered as he threw out a palm, and an ice dragon immediately appeared in the sky. Shrouded in snowflakes, it swooped down on Bu Fang. He was going to crush Bu Fang with the power of a complete Law!

Bu Fang hovered in midair, his Vermilion Robe flapping noisily. With a thought, a silver flame emerged in his hand, burning quietly and unaffected by the raging snowstorm. Facing the huge ice dragon, he exhaled softly as if blowing at the flame.

The silver flame immediately began to sway, emanating the force of complete Laws. Then, with a rumble, it became violent and transformed into a silver Roc, which spread its wings and approached the ice dragon in a flash.

Burned by the silver Roc, the ice dragon melted bit by bit and gradually disappeared.

“What kind of fire is this?!” The chief’s face changed as he sucked in a cold breath. As a God, he never thought his Law of Snow would melt in the flame. Even if that was the Law of Fire, it could not melt his Law of Snow so easily!

He bolted backward, feeling a sense of crisis.

“So you finally know how to dodge?” The corners of Bu Fang’s lips twitched slightly. The next moment, the bandages around his arm came off, revealing the Taotie Arm. He raised another hand and wiped it across the arm, covering it with flames.

Bu Fang had no good impression of bandits. He had spared the number two’s life just to attract these other chiefs of the Misty Mountain. Besides, he needed their warship to travel to the capital.

Although he believed in Lord Dog’s strength, he was still somewhat worried. After all, the Divine Dynasty and the Netherworld were two different worlds. He needed to regroup with them as soon as possible.

Stepping on the void, Bu Fang’s divine sense exploded out. Monstrous waves rose in his spirit sea as he sped through the air and drew himself closer to the God in an instant.

“You’re courting death!”

The chief never expected that Bu Fang would be so bold. Although that bizarre fire scared him a little, it did nothing more than that. He was a God. How could he be afraid of a Demigod?

He reached out a hand and touched his waist, producing a spear in an instant. The red tassels attached to it fluttered as he thrust it with all his might toward Bu Fang’s head. A snowstorm raged and followed.

Clang!

Bu Fang lifted the Taotie Arm and threw a punch at the spear. A deafening clanging sound echoed out as they collided, and then a terrible burst of force erupted, causing the chief’s face to change.

The mighty force and the scorching heat that burst out of Bu Fang’s fist put an ugly look on the chief’s face. He found that his Power of Law seemed unable to do anything to this chef! Although he had only comprehended a Law, he was a God after all!

“Dammit! I am a God!” Boiling with rage, the chief kept thrusting the spear, poking black holes in the void.

The corners of Bu Fang’s lips curved upward, and his fighting spirit was high. Stepping on the void, he charged once again. He never dodged nor ducked even when he was facing a God.

The Law of Transmigration appeared over the Taotie Arm. Even though it was incomplete, the moment its aura spread, it suppressed the chief’s Law. A look of horror came over the God’s face instantly.

“The supreme Law of the Universe?!” he cried out in terror as if he had just seen a ghost. ‘This young man is a genius who has comprehended the supreme Law of the Universe? No wonder he can fight a God even though he’s just a Demigod! All experts who are comprehending this kind of Laws cannot be judged with the ordinary standard!’

At this moment, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared and spun in Bu Fang’s hand, shining with bright golden light.

“A slash… Cutting Immortal Style,” Bu Fang said indifferently.

A burly figure immediately showed up behind him, while a huge knife slashed down from the sky, cutting through the void as it descended.

The chief raised his spear, thrust it out, and rotated the Law of Snow to the extreme. A loud rumble rang out as the knife and the spear collided, and then he was knocked down from the sky like a cannonball and smashed into the ground, creating a huge crater.

The people in the whole village were stunned, while the bandits were stricken.

A Demigod had just… knocked a God down from the sky?!

Bu Fang flicked his fingers. The silver Divine flame darted out in an instant, sped through the air, and fell onto the chief’s body in the blink of an eye. A miserable cry resounded through the skies as the flame enveloped the God.

The bandits felt cold all over, and they stared at Bu Fang as if he were a demon. Their chief, a formidable existence and a God, was killed! Yes, when the fire finished burning, he had turned into a pile of ashes!

On the ground, Whitey rushed into the group of bandits like a fiend god, killing everyone fiercely. None of them had been able to stop it. Its flags fell, and its spear thrust out like a roaring dragon, causing the bandits’ bodies to explode. Blood and gore spilled and splattered everywhere, while the fleeing souls were all absorbed by Whitey.

At this moment, Whitey was suppressing the bandits like a fiend god. Although it had never comprehended any Law, its fighting strength was no weaker than that of a Demigod. In fact, it was even stronger than some ordinary Gods!

When Bu Fang was strong, so did Whitey!

The villagers stood transfixed with shock as they watched the man and the puppet kill all the notorious bandits of the Misty Mountain. They felt that everything before them was unreal.

The Divine flame flew back into Bu Fang’s hand. After devouring another Law, the pressure emanating from it was stronger. But that was the only change. Perhaps it was because the chief’s Law was too weak.

Bu Fang naturally had no sympathy for the bandits of the Misty Mountain. They deserved to die. After slaughtering countless villages, they were finally being punished.

As the number two of the Misty Mountain stared blankly at his dead chief and the other bandits, who were either dead or severely wounded, his body began to shiver violently.

The next moment, Whitey turned to look at him.

A spear grew larger and larger in his eyes, and in a flash, it pierced his head!

The villagers were stunned. They could not believe that the bandits of the Misty Mountain, who they hated to the bones, were wiped out just like that.

The battle was over with a crushing defeat.