181: Chapter 180 The Venerable Miaodi Who Made a Big Scene

"Venerable, what... what should we do?"

Jian Wuhen's face instantly darkened. He had already gripped the iron sword on his back, but unlike usual, his hand gripping the sword was unknowingly sweating.

Damn it, how unlucky. He and Venerable Miaodi had been traveling carefully all this way, just wanting to avoid Tian Hong and his group. He didn't expect that as they walked, they would run into them again. And this time, the opponent's helpers were there too.

Jian Wuhen scanned back and forth.

Ahead, Tian Hong was charging over with his staff, and behind them, that somewhat effeminate-looking guy had blocked their retreat. And on top of that giant rock sat Song Tiansheng, who had never stood up, yet felt the most dangerous to him.

One step in front of Jian Wuhen, Venerable Miaodi's eyelids twitched slightly.

He took a deep breath, his expression remaining largely unchanged, but the words he spoke made Jian Wuhen's heart go cold:

"You will have to fend for yourself in a moment! In this situation, this monk may not be able to protect you fully."

"Venerable, you... you must not say that. My life is in your hands. With your strength, you should be able to hold them off!!" Jian Wuhen grew anxious upon hearing this.

These three were all in the Creation Realm; he couldn't beat any of them!

While the two were talking, Tian Hong on the opposite side lost his patience. He gripped his iron staff and leaped directly above them, smashing down with force.

Before the iron staff arrived, the violent wind had already torn the surrounding mist to shreds.

"This bastard, he doesn't even follow martial virtue, ambushing us!" Jian Wuhen suddenly felt a chill coming from above his head and cursed through gritted teeth.

Only Venerable Miaodi remained calm, raising his hand to strike with a palm.

After a massive force collided, Venerable Miaodi used the momentum to retreat half a step, dissipating the power of that staff strike. He looked up at Tian Hong, frowning as he spoke:

"Benefactor, why must you kill us both? We have just entered this Divine Palace and have not offended you, have we?"

"Offended?"

Tian Hong sneered, spinning the iron staff in his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "When we kill, we never ask for reasons! If we want to kill, we kill!"

Venerable Miaodi's gaze flickered slightly.

He glanced at Sun Sheng, who was blocking the path behind him, and then at Song Tiansheng, who was still wiping his short blade on the giant rock in the distance, calculating quickly in his heart.

Three in the Creation Realm.

He had fought Tian Hong before; his strength was on par with his own. Even if he could win, it would only be by a narrow margin. The effeminate man blocking the path behind him was likely no weaker than Tian Hong. As for the burly man who was constantly wiping his short blade... he felt the most dangerous.

If the three joined forces, it would be impossible to take Jian Wuhen away safely today, and even for him to escape, it would likely be difficult.

"It seems there is nothing to discuss."

Venerable Miaodi stared directly at Tian Hong: "Since that is the case... then this monk will have to offend you."

However, just as he finished speaking, a golden mark suddenly appeared in both of his pupils.

It was a " 卍" symbol, rotating slowly, emitting a vast Buddha light.

The next moment, Venerable Miaodi seemed to transform into a human sun! Brilliant Buddha light erupted from his body, illuminating the entire area, blindingly bright!

Tian Hong, Sun Sheng, and even Song Tiansheng on the giant rock, all instinctively squinted and raised their hands to shield their eyes from the blinding light at that moment.

Jian Wuhen felt that everything before his eyes was a vast whiteness; he couldn't see anything. He felt as if he had gone blind in that instant.

Just then, he suddenly felt a force grab his collar, and his whole body soared into the air, speeding toward the rear!

"What's going on!?"

Jian Wuhen was startled. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he discovered that Venerable Miaodi was carrying him, fleeing in the direction they had come from.

And behind him, that brilliant Buddha light was rapidly dissipating.

Jian Wuhen was stunned. He looked at Venerable Miaodi with a strange expression, and after a long time, he laughed sheepishly: "Venerable... Venerable, you made such a big scene just now, I thought you were prepared to give them a real lesson. I didn't expect that you were actually trying to use the opportunity to escape!!"

Venerable Miaodi did not look back, but a speechless expression appeared on his face.

"Do you think this monk is that stupid?"

As he flew at high speed, he said in a deep voice: "There are three Creation Realm powerhouses on the other side! Let alone the fact that the aura of the man wiping the short blade is unfathomable, even if Tian Hong and the other person joined forces, this monk would only have the option to flee!"

Jian Wuhen opened his mouth but couldn't speak. If it were him, he would probably only choose to flee too!

However, just as the two had fled over a hundred miles, a furious roar suddenly came from behind!

"Bald donkey!!! You dare to play me!!!"

That was Tian Hong's voice. Even though they were so far away and separated by the thick fog, the voice still clearly reached the ears of Venerable Miaodi and the other.

Following that, a dull, loud thud came, clearly Tian Hong smashing his staff into the ground, venting the anger in his heart.

And beside Tian Hong, Sun Sheng's face was also terribly gloomy.

He reached out his hand and grabbed hard at the Void Realm in front of him. In an instant, a large area of thick fog seemed to be pulled by some force, rushing frantically toward his palm, being forcibly kneaded into a ball, squeezed into black liquid, and dripping from between his fingers.

"A fine bald donkey, he actually has some tricks."

Sun Sheng sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Just then, a low voice sounded from behind them.

"Rest assured, they cannot escape."

Song Tiansheng slowly stood up, holding the short blade that had been wiped to a shine in his hand.

He did not look at Tian Hong or Sun Sheng; his gaze was just calmly looking toward the direction where Venerable Miaodi and the other had disappeared. The next moment, his body actually began to sink slowly, as if merging into the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from that giant rock.

...

Inside the thick fog.

Venerable Miaodi was carrying Jian Wuhen, sprinting all the way.

He did not dare to stop for a moment, the Buddha light in his body surging wildly, pushing his speed to the limit. He had to find Xia Jin in the shortest possible time to ensure their safety.

However, just as he was still looking for Xia Jin's location, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart!

Nine lifetimes of Reincarnation, his intuition could absolutely not be wrong!

Venerable Miaodi had no time to think; he swung his right hand hard, throwing Jian Wuhen fiercely to the side!

He himself forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, shifting three feet sideways!

Sure enough, the moment after he finished these actions,

a blade tip stabbed out from the position he had just been in!

That blade tip stabbed out from the Void Realm, without any warning, without any aura, just appearing there abruptly, piercing through the chest position of Venerable Miaodi's afterimage.

If he had been a fraction of a second slower, this blade would have run him through!

Venerable Miaodi suddenly felt a chill down his spine, his gaze locked tightly onto that Void Realm.

He saw a burly figure slowly emerge from the Void Realm.

Song Tiansheng held the short blade, looking at Venerable Miaodi with a calm gaze.

"You two ran quite fast."