From the end of the world

Chapter 382 The Old Boxing God Appears

Most demon hunters will not comment on the moral level of the Great Impermanence, because the mainstream opinion among the demon hunter community is that the Great Impermanence can override morality, or that the Great Impermanence itself is the benchmark of morality, or its definer.

If we have to evaluate the old boxing god with moral values, we can only say that he is a person with a mixture of good and evil. Sometimes he would do righteous deeds that would please the people, and sometimes he would drag a large number of innocent people into his willfulness like Qilin. Since he taught a disciple like Qilin who would do anything to achieve his goals, it is enough to show that he is also a person who would do anything to achieve his goals in many aspects.

In his rising period, the old fist god was even more powerful than Qilin in many aspects. Countless lives were sacrificed by his fists, whether they were from the righteous or evil ways. As for why he suddenly killed his proud apprentice, the motive is still unknown, and there are many different opinions within Luoshan.

Some people believed that Qilin had finally done something evil and crazy that even the old boxing god could not tolerate, others believed that the old boxing god was afraid that his apprentice would surpass him, so he killed him in advance.

Whatever the reason, the result is unshakable - Qilin died at the hands of the old boxing god.

Probably because Qilin is a relatively young Great Impermanence, its influence on the natural structure has not accumulated so far, so even if he died suddenly, it did not cause a strong natural upheaval. Fu Hongchen, who was killed by Xuanming half a year ago, is also relatively young among the Great Impermanence. From the perspective of the secular society, it is nothing more than some additional typhoons, earthquakes, tsunamis and other natural disasters, which are still within the scope that can be explained by meteorology.

In Yuchi's heart, Qilin's death was like the collapse of heaven and earth.

After a long period of depression and pain, he made a decision.

"I want to become strong, strong enough to kill the old Fist God and avenge Qilin." Yuchi said firmly.

After listening to his story, I had only one thought in my mind.

——Why are all you widowers so heavyweight?

First there was Ying Lingyun, then there was Xu Gou, and now it’s Yuchi. Why do these widowers have such ups and downs in their lives, and the things they do are so earth-shattering?

Thinking of the first two, I couldn't help but wonder: "Aren't you going to revive Qilin?"

"Qilin has killed countless innocent people. Even if she is killed by someone else, she cannot blame anyone. Although the person who killed Qilin in the end was not someone related to those victims, but the old fist god, death itself can perhaps be regarded as her retribution." Yuchi said calmly, "Besides, after she is resurrected, she will definitely repeat her previous behavior.

"I will definitely try every possible way to persuade her, but during this period, many people will most likely be caught up in her willfulness and die again... Do they deserve to be the price she pays for turning back?"

"You have let it go so easily, but you still insist on revenge?" I asked.

Yuchi said expressionlessly: "I can accept Qilin's death, but that doesn't mean I will forgive the old boxing god for what he did."

Just then, a strange, powerful old man's voice came from the side.

“——Well said.”

I turned my head reflexively to look over, but Yuchi's reaction was even greater. He stood up suddenly as if he was under stress.

The source of the sound was an old man sitting not far away. He had white hair and beard, sharp eyes, strong muscles, and was wearing a dark gray cloth. He sat upright on a stool with a half-full plate of food in front of him.

He didn't appear there suddenly. When I was talking to Yuchi, he was just eating vegetables and drinking soup as if it had nothing to do with him.

I can even recall when he showed up. He arrived earlier than Yuchi and I, and sat in the middle of the canteen. When Yuchi and I sat down and started talking, he took his plate and went to the buffet area to pick up a bunch of dishes, and then sat down close to Yuchi and me.

Although no one could hear our conversation as long as I didn't want them to, I still sat with Yuchi in a corner out of habit, so if someone rashly sat near us, I would definitely react sensitively. The strange thing was that I didn't react to him. When he sat over to me, I accepted it naturally as if a breeze passed by me. It was only then that I realized something was wrong.

No, that's not right... It wasn't the first time I saw him in the cafeteria, I saw him a long time ago.

When Shenzhao and Yuchi showed up in my room to plot with me to assassinate the Lord of the Divine Seal, the old man moved a stool and sat aside. It was not until Shenzhao said that the next thing to talk about was an important secret that the old man touched his gray beard, stood up, left my room, and closed the door.

Not to mention me and Yuchi, even Shenzhao didn't seem to notice the old man's coming and going at that time. The old man seemed to be a ghost, who could only be observed in the form of memories, and could not be recognized when facing him.

And now, he seemed to have voluntarily withdrawn the power that prevented others from recognizing him, and appeared before us openly.

There actually exists a power that can blind even the perception of the Great Impermanence. Could this old man be - a name suddenly appeared in my mind.

"——Old Boxing God!"

Yuchi shouted with gritted teeth, his voice echoing in the quiet cafeteria but failing to attract the attention of the diners in the distance.

This strong old man is the old boxing god... I observed the other party carefully.

When it comes to aging, the stereotype is like a cold dusk, with hands that often feel cold and a dry, withered air. But the old man in front of me has bright eyes, like a blazing steel furnace, emitting great vitality all the time, as if even the tables and chairs are melted by his body temperature. The young boys and girls in their growth period are not as energetic as this old man.

I tried to sense his magic power and wanted to measure the gap between myself and Luoshan’s most powerful Wuchang, but I was shocked to find that I couldn’t measure it at all.

It wasn't that his magic power was too strong. On the contrary, I couldn't sense anything. From the perspective of magic power perception, it seemed that there was only a ball of invisible and colorless air.

Could it be that he has hidden his power? This was my first reaction. Just as he could deceive my consciousness and lurk beside me, maybe he could also deceive my perception of the power in some way. Although I don't know why he would do that, he can definitely do it.

At the same time, I inevitably became aware of another, even more bizarre possibility.

That is, maybe he did not hide his magical powers.

Ordinary demon hunters cannot sense the power of the Great Impermanence, because compared to the tiny demon hunters, the Great Impermanence is as huge as a mountain. As the saying goes, "You can't see the mountain when you are in the mountain", when the size difference between the opponent and oneself reaches a certain level, one party will lose the perception of the other party.

The way I look at the old Fist God is probably like the way an ordinary demon hunter looks at me.

This kind of thing... such a ridiculous thing, is it really possible?
Or am I misunderstanding, and there are other possibilities that I haven't thought of yet? For example, the old boxing god doesn't use the ordinary mana system, so he can't be judged by the standards of the ordinary mana system?
I understand why many enemies in the past could not sense my mana fluctuations, but still did not use this to judge the difference in strength between us. It is indeed difficult to judge the difference in strength just by not being able to sense the opponent's mana fluctuations. If I didn't know that this old man was the old boxing god, I probably wouldn't suspect that I couldn't sense the mana fluctuations because the opponent was so strong that he was not in the same dimension as me.

"What are you here for?" Yuchi stared at the old boxing god.

"I'm here to find him."

The old boxing god didn't care about Yuchi's rude attitude. He kept his eyes on me and said, "You are Zhuang Cheng, right?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"Have you finished talking about your little secrets? Just now I saw that you seemed to have something important to discuss, so I went to the cafeteria to eat first."

The old fist god observed me while talking, then nodded: "Hmm... I heard that you have reached the realm that Shan Liangyi dreams of achieving, and you are the legendary spiritual monk... I have never seen the so-called 'spiritual manifestation'. I see, it is indeed completely different from other elemental transformations, and it looks very interesting."

What does "looks chewy" mean? Would you still eat human flesh?

"What do you want to talk to me about?" I asked.

"Nothing else, just came to take a look. If possible, I would like to try to see what level the spiritual monk is at... But you don't seem to be in a very good condition. It seems that I came at the wrong time."

The old fist god first showed a look of regret, then curiosity emerged on his face, and he turned to look at Yuchi: "You are the one who made me look at you with new eyes. What did you say just now? You wanted to become stronger, then kill me and avenge Qilin? Are you serious?"

It was the first time I heard Yuchi speak in such a cold tone: “Do you think I can’t do it?”

"This is not a question of whether it can be done or not." The old fist god looked at him with strange eyes. "If another demon hunter talked to me like this, I would just think that he was setting a great ambition and wanted to become stronger with me as the goal. Regardless of whether it can be achieved, a man should set a great ambition to be a decent man.

"But you are different, right? This kind of ambition is not what you should set. Although I don't know how you will become stronger, but do you really have the courage to pay the price of becoming stronger?"

At the end of his speech, there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in his voice.

(End of this chapter)