660: Run away with the bucket

“Buzz…”

A buzzing sound echoed in the air, followed by a loud shout from mid-air.

“Steel From Earth!”

Layers of divine light spread across the ground. The soft earth instantly hardened, turning into steel with a metallic luster. Under the shroud of divine light, strands of Dao patterns swirled across the land.

Methods like Earth Evasion could no longer be used, cutting off his possibility of escaping by burrowing into the ground.

At the same time, in eight directions, a Cultivator stood in the air, each holding a Formation Flag, activating them simultaneously to set up a Formation.

“Eight-Gate Golden Lock!”

Eight beams of light descended from the sky, like eight heavenly pillars, standing firm in all directions. As divine light converged, it intertwined and swirled, forming chains that pierced through the sky, creating a large net that enveloped the heavens.

In the eight directions of the Life Gate, a golden gate stood in each, and before each gate, a Cultivator stood guard.

However, among the eight directions, only one was the Life Gate. Under the swaying of the Formation Flags, the Formation shifted. Without extremely high attainments in Formation Dao, it would be impossible to find the Life Gate.

Even if one found the Life Gate, they would first have to kill the gatekeeper to have a chance of escaping.

“Little Devil Buddha, we’ve been waiting for you for a long time. With this inescapable net, let’s see how you escape this time.” An old man with white hair and beard stroked his beard and laughed loudly, “Hand over the pagoda tip, and we can spare your life.”

“How did you know this Little Monk would land on this island?” The Little Devil Buddha, without joy or sorrow, looked around and slowly asked a question.

Another young man, with a cold expression and flickering eyes, laughed triumphantly.

“Within three thousand li of this area, all are large islands. Either Sects are established there, or they are bustling with people. This is the only small island with Cultivator activity but no significant power occupying it. You’ve never appeared on a large island before, and there are traces of Fu Tu Demon Sect Disciples here. Where else would you come if not here?”

“Stop wasting words with him. The longer we wait, the more complications arise. Let’s kill him first, then we can search slowly. Such a valuable item, he must be carrying it with him!”

“This Little Monk has one last question. Please tell me, who exactly leaked this Little Monk’s information?” The Little Devil Buddha lowered his gaze, clasped his hands, and bowed slightly, as if giving up resistance.

“To let you die with understanding, it was Duan Kong of Duan Kong Island. If you die with resentment, go find him for revenge!”

“Thank you for telling me. This Little Monk will spare your life.” The Little Devil Buddha bowed in thanks, then his eyes widened in anger, half-face furious, half-face resentful, and Devilish Qi surged around him.

“If I cut down a few of you, the Formation will naturally break without attack. Everyone, prepare to die!”

“Pick up the butcher knife, and instantly become a devil!”

With a fierce roar, the Little Devil Buddha rushed out, laughing wildly. He opened his mouth and spat, and a bloody Devil Blade formed in mid-air from Devilish Blood. He struck out with one slash.

He treated divine light Magic Treasures as nothing, his Physical Body directly clashing with attacks. The Bloody Blade also slashed down from above the head of the cold-faced young man, cutting him in half on the spot!

“Puff…”

Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, the Little Devil Buddha’s face became even more hideous. After the Devil Blade devoured the fresh blood, its ferocious aura intensified by three points. On the back of the Devil Blade, the cold-faced young man’s face appeared, struggling and roaring in pain, making the Devil Blade appear even more eerie.

The Little Devil Buddha did not dodge, enduring all Magic Treasures and secret techniques. His Physical Body was covered in blood, all of which was devoured by the Devil Blade.

Another slash fell, rendering all defensive measures useless. They could only watch as the Bloody Blade passed through layers of defense, cutting the person in half from above their head!

Seven slashes in a row, seven of the eight Formation setters were cut in half, their forms utterly destroyed.

Even their Divine Souls were absorbed into the Devil Blade, increasing its power.

After seven slashes, the Little Devil Buddha raised his head and inserted the Devil Blade into his mouth. Accompanied by the Little Devil Buddha’s painful grunt, the Devil Blade disappeared.

Seven of the Formation setters were killed, and the Formation had long since broken without attack…

The Little Devil Buddha, dragging his heavily injured body, slowly departed.

After he had completely disappeared, the last remaining person finally slumped to the ground, cold sweat instantly breaking out and drenching his clothes.

“He… he was telling the truth…”

He had previously thought that the Little Devil Buddha saying he would spare his life was just nonsense spoken before death…

Who would have thought that the Little Devil Buddha really just wanted to ask questions, and had deliberately allowed them to trap him?

“Didn’t they say the Little Devil Buddha was a Divine Ability Great Cultivator? Why, at the same Realm, can he kill us as easily as killing chickens?!”

The terrified survivor scrambled away, crawling and rolling…

Meanwhile, the Little Devil Buddha stepped on a black cloud, floating on the sea, rapidly heading towards the Great Wilderness.

…

Let the world turn upside down; I will… be my lazy self.

Shen Bei felt that his recent days were very pleasant. The Ghost Ship had no sense of existence in this storm, which was a good thing.

And the benefits from those fat sheep he had safely sent back earlier were slowly starting to show…

The Ghost Ship’s reputation for unparalleled trustworthiness spread, and of course, its notorious reputation for demanding exorbitant money also spread with it.

But for many matters, the amount of money was secondary; safety and peace of mind were key.

The Ghost Ship’s business was no longer a concern…

The scoundrels on the ship were living a life of extreme comfort.

As for the Little Devil Buddha, Duan Kong, and others, Shen Bei simply cast them out of his mind.

Even if those people went to the Great Wilderness, it had little to do with him anymore.

Currently, Shen Bei was to follow the map he saw in the Burial Sea Secret Lord’s black pagoda and head to the “Old Capital.”

After a series of identifications and comparisons.

It was a crew member on the ship who recognized the approximate location.

According to the current sea area, the Ghost Ship would have to return, sailing for about ten days, then exit the South Sea, and continue south for about five days.

Then, it would head west, return to the Underdark Continent, follow the coastline further south, arrive at a place called Donglin, go ashore, and travel west for ten days to reach the vicinity.

However, there was nothing in that vicinity. In this crew member’s memory, that entire area was just a wasteland.

Shen Bei naturally knew that any barren mountains were fake.

That place concealed the location of the Old Capital.

As long as he entered the Old Capital and found the Suspended Lantern Sect.

His complete collapse would be resolved.

“Depart!”

Shen Bei gave the order.

Scar and the others thought Shen Bei would also go to the Great Wilderness, so returning now brought a certain degree of disappointment.

After all, how could the Underdark Continent be as exciting as the Great Wilderness?

Shen Bei didn’t care what they thought.

Sailing all the way.

On the boring sea, it took almost a month before they saw the coastline, and a few more days to reach the territory of Donglin.

By this time, the Ghost Ship’s supplies were already scarce.

Shen Bei jumped off the ship and had the crew members purchase supplies extensively, buying as much as they could.

“Captain, do we still need to buy supplies?” Scar asked, puzzled.

They were about to reach land, and the Ghost Ship would no longer be needed. Wouldn’t the supplies stacked on the ship spoil?

Shen Bei, however, said, “I grant you your freedom. If you want to stay on the Imperial Dynasty Continent, you can leave here. If you want to go to the Great Wilderness, you can take the Ghost Ship there. It’s up to you. We’ll meet again if fate allows.”

With that, Shen Bei departed in a carefree manner.

These few words completely stunned Scar, Ran Xiaolan, and the others.

Huh?

That’s it, disbanded?

A bit irresponsible!

As for Shen Bei, what responsibility did he need to bear?

He was a fake anomaly to begin with.

Just pack up and run, who cares about all that.

Just head straight to the Old Capital and be done with it!