Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 411 Fate's Will? Was My Permission Obtained? (Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Subscriptions!)
"clang----!!!"

At the critical moment, Wu Xian's body suddenly turned to stone, and the moment the pale lightning struck his head, it sparked dazzling sparks, which were quite spectacular.

Supernatural power—copper head and iron arms!
"Come out!"

Wu Xian put the blood pill and soul pill that Joan of Arc had transformed into into his storage artifact, then shook his head, turned to look in a certain direction, and spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

"The timing of the sneak attack was good, but unfortunately, the malice emanating from you was too obvious. Have you really forgotten the instincts of a martial artist?"

There was a brief silence for two seconds after he finished speaking.

But soon, the void not far away trembled slightly, and four figures appeared one after another.

One of the people whose face could not be clearly seen was the white-robed sorcerer who had previously met with Joan of Arc. His aura remained ethereal and dissipated, yet he exuded confidence.

But when he looked at Wu Xian, there seemed to be some complex emotions surging in his eyes.

At the same time, standing to his right was a giant beast with white scales, deer antlers, crocodile lips, and lion mane.

Its aura was deep and restrained, but Wu Xian felt that it was far superior to Jeanne d'Arc, clearly a beast with first-rank combat power.

Wu Xian searched his memories and quickly guessed the other party's identity. He was none other than the avatar of the ancient god and demon [Huang], a descendant of the god and demon who called himself "White Emperor".

Looking to the right of the white-robed sorcerer, there was a monk wearing a kasaya with his chest exposed. He was eight feet tall and had distinct features of people from the Western Regions.

His exposed muscles, like cast gold, gave him a wondrous aura of indestructibility, and the aura he exuded was no weaker than that of the White Emperor. Coupled with his obvious Buddhist characteristics, his true identity was self-evident.

The number one expert in Buddhism, the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree, the head of the Four Great Bodhisattvas, the strongest combat force in Buddhism below the Buddha, and even among the first-rank beings, he is a top-tier existence.

Especially its defensive capabilities, which are said to be unbreakable by anyone below the highest grade, even the Imperial Supervisor at his peak.

As for the last person, he was an old man wearing a black cloak and a hood, holding a sheep whip, and he looked quite ordinary.

But Wu Xian felt that he was the most dangerous of the four.

It's not that the opponent's strength far surpasses that of the other three, but rather that he seems to possess an extremely dangerous aura, subtly exceeding the first-grade level.

"Great Wizard Salun Agu, I didn't expect you to join in the fun. If we leave you here today, it should be much easier for the Great Feng army to wipe out the Witch God Cult in the future."

Wu Xian chuckled and directly revealed the other party's identity and background, which surprised the old man.

Of course, being an ancient relic that had lived for thousands of years, Salen Agu quickly composed himself and responded with a low laugh:
"You need not worry. When I left the Witch God Sect, I consulted a fortune teller, and it was a very auspicious sign. I am not in any danger to my life."

On the contrary, Your Excellency's face is dark, indicating a potential bloodshed. It is fate that you will die here today, with no chance of survival.

"Fate has decreed it? What is that? Did I give my permission?"

Wu Xian sneered, then turned his gaze to the other two people and one beast, and couldn't help but marvel.

Three first-rank and one second-rank sorcerers, except that Black Lotus was replaced by Salen Agu, this is almost the same lineup as the one that surrounded and killed the supervisor in the original work, or even more powerful.

Although Wu Xian had some doubts about this, he was not alarmed at all, and even began to look forward to it.

Since awakening his cheat ability, his strength has soared to the third-rank extraordinary realm. After that, he could not continue to break through because the second-rank martial artist needed to integrate with the Dao. However, his combat power was far beyond what the third rank could measure. Even ordinary second-rank martial artists were no match for him. Wei Yuan had already proven this.

Even so, Wu Xian felt that he still couldn't detect his normal limits, whether he was a first-grade martial artist or a half-step martial god. Without experiencing it firsthand, it was difficult to make an accurate judgment.

But now, it seems like a good opportunity.

Three top-tier first-grade experts, plus a second-grade sorcerer with extremely strong support skills. Even a first-grade martial artist who is known as invincible in one-on-one combat would probably only be able to run away. Only a half-step martial god would have a chance to keep all of these guys here.

"To disregard the will of Heaven, is that such arrogance?"

At the same time, the white-robed sorcerer, who had been silent all along, shook his head slightly and said as if sighing, "I never expected you to develop such a personality... Oh well, you're just a crude warrior after all. It's time to take back everything I gave you."

What the hell?

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian felt a series of question marks float across his forehead, unable to understand what kind of madness this obviously inhuman Xu Pingfeng was going through.

What do you mean by "taking back what was given to me"? Are we that close? Boom!

Lightning flashed in the clouds overhead.

Immediately afterwards, a "whooshing" sound came from all around. A huge, illusory black wave, hundreds of feet high, suddenly rose up behind Wu Xian and crashed down on him.

This was the first move by the White Emperor. The talent of this avatar of the descendant of gods and demons was to control the power of water spirits, and this attack drained the water spirit power within a radius of a hundred miles, attempting to suppress Wu Xian with an area attack.

However, Wu Xian completely ignored it, stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, and his powerful aura exploded in an instant, directly shattering the black giant wave that was about to rush down behind him. Then, with the help of the powerful reaction force, he shot out like an arrow, his target being the great wizard Salen Agu.

Of the four, the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree has the strongest defense, while the White Emperor, as a first-rank descendant of gods and demons, has a physical strength that surpasses that of a first-rank martial artist, making it difficult for him to kill with a single blow.

On the contrary, since both the wizard and the sorcerer are fragile mages, they are naturally the primary targets of the attack.

As for why the stronger Salun Agu was chosen instead of Xu Pingfeng...

As I said before, this old man seems to be hiding something. Wu Xian plans to deal with him first, and if all else fails, he can force the old man to reveal his trump card in advance, so as to avoid being ambushed when the fight starts later.

However, just as Wu Xian was about to throw a punch at Salun Agu, a circular array suddenly appeared beneath his feet.

With a flash of light, Salun Agu's figure disappeared, replaced by a towering figure eight feet tall—the Bodhisattva Gara Tree!

At the same time, two Dharma images appeared behind him.

One is like a fierce Vajra, the other is as immovable as a mountain.

One of the wrathful Vajra-like figures is six zhang tall, with bulging muscles all over its body, twelve arms, and a halo of flames behind its head, radiating astonishing heat.

As the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree moved, all twelve arms swung out simultaneously, smashing towards Wu Xian in front of him.

At the same time, a Dharma image resembling that of Acala (the Immovable King) enveloped his body, as heavy as a mountain, as if it could block all laws.

The collision of their energies created a shockwave that could be seen spreading outwards.

The two people in the center remained motionless, but the next second, Wu Xian, maintaining his straight punch stance, took a step forward.

Then, the twelve arms of the Vajra Wrathful Form shattered inch by inch, and the fiery halo behind his head was extinguished like a candle flickering in the wind.

With his second step, Wu Xian's fist struck the image of the Immovable King. The latter lasted less than half a breath before cracks appeared all over it, as if it could crumble into dust at any moment.

Buzz buzz—! !

Just then, the White Emperor teleported to Wu Xian's side, raised his right claw, and unleashed a simple and unadorned claw strike.

However, Wu Xian seemed to have anticipated this. His unstoppable straight punch suddenly stopped, shifting from extreme motion to extreme stillness, and then back to extreme motion. His arm swept horizontally, colliding with Bai Di's claws.

With a bang, Bai Di was sent flying thousands of meters away like a cannonball, disappearing at the edge of the horizon.

The above may seem like a long process, but in reality, from the moment Wu Xian threw his punch to the moment he changed his move and sent Bai Di flying, only a breath or two had passed.

Before the other three could react, a sparkling circle suddenly appeared beneath Wu Xian's feet, and he fell right into it.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Xu Pingfeng, and he punched the other man in the head.

You like playing teleportation, huh...

Then I'll kill you first!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: I added a paragraph at the end of Chapter 399, which supplements the plot. Those who are interested can take a look; it's a pleasant surprise.

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