Chapter 997 One Punch Instantly Kills the Little Arhat, Who Can A Monk Blame, I Don’t Mind Sending You to Meet the Buddha Too
Buddhist cultivators that became Immortals were known as Arhats.
The green-robed Half-Immortal could tell that the elderly monk in red cassock before him was indeed an Arhat!
That kind of strength was not something he could handle.
“D*mn it!”
“I can’t believe I met an Arhat here. I’m no match for him, so it’s better that I retreat for
now!”
The green-robed Half-Immortal took a deep breath and fled.
Upon seeing that, the elderly monk said, “Amitabha, being able to let go of your desires, your actions are truly admirable, venerable cultivator.”
The green-robed Half-Immortal became furious when he heard that.
‘Letting go of my desires? F*ck off!’
‘If I were as powerful as you, do you think I’d give up that item so easily?’
Meanwhile, the Little Arhat ignored him. Looking at the Immortal Dewdrop, he reached out to grab it with delight.
However, at that moment, an invisible energy fluctuation suddenly swept over, affecting that Immortal Dewdrop and drawing it towards a certain direction. It was as if an invisible force was pulling it.
The Little Arhat’s gaze turned cold. “How bold of you to snatch this item away before me.”
He stepped forth through the void and immediately reached out for the Immortal Dewdrop once more. Yet, an invisible burst of energy appeared again the next instant, sending him flying into the air. “Well, I’ve got it. What else can you do about it now?”
As a cold and somewhat sleazy voice rang out, the Immortal Dewdrop flew into the palm of a young man in white robes.
The young man looked at the Immortal Dewdrop before opening his mouth and gulping it down in front of everyone.
Everyone’s jaw dropped at that scene.
That single Immortal Dewdrop continued such immense power that even a King Immortal Progeny would have to be careful when absorbing it.
However, that guy swallowed that whole thing in one go!
‘Is he out of his mind?’
‘Isn’t he afraid that he’ll blow up and die?!’
To everyone’s surprise, none of those things happened. It was as if that Immortal Dewdrop was no different than a normal dewdrop — nothing happened to that young man after he swallowed it.
The sight of that made everyone very puzzled.
“It’s him!” Suddenly, one of the cultivators yelled in shock.
Only then did everyone come back to their senses. As they looked at the handsome young man in white robes standing before them, they
gasped.
That young man was none other than Chu Kuangren.
“Why is he here on Penglai Island?!”
“F*ck this. Isn’t he supposed to be in closed-door meditation?!”
“No wonder he has the gall to steal from the Golden Ridge Temple.”
Everyone was shocked.
Even the Little Arhat looked a little fearful, and his expression turned grim. “You’re Chu Kuangren, the one who killed Hui Fa.”
Chu Kuangren was currently absorbing the Immortal Dewdrop’s power with his Universal Cauldron Physique, storing it within every cell inside his body.
That was the ability of his Universal Cauldron Physique. If the amount of energy encountered was within its threshold limit, he could store it for the time being even if he could not absorb all of it in one go.
He, too, had heard what the Little Arhat said. However, he was stunned for a moment. “Hui Fa… Who is that again?”
Everyone’s mouth twitched upon hearing that.
‘Hui Fa was one of the Twelve Kings of Immortal Progenies. D*mn it. You were the one who killed him, yet you don’t remember?’ ‘No matter what, that guy was a King Immortal Progeny!’
“Hmph, cut the act!”
The Little Arhat snorted.
“Now that I think of it… Hui Fa, huh? He was the monk who gifted me the Three-Headed Six-Arms Resentful Buddha, right?” said Chu Kuangren.
His words rendered the crowd speechless.
‘So the King Immortal Progeny, Hui Fa, was just a gift-giver to him?’
“Speaking of the Three-Headed Six-Arms Resentful Buddha, that was an Immortal Weapon my Golden Ridge Temple obtained when we defeated the Wicked Buddha Sect back then. Please return that item to us,” the Little Arhat said.
“What if I don’t?”
Chu Kuangren smiled.
“In that case, you’ll have to forgive me for what I’m about to do next!” The Little Arhat’s gaze turned serious as large amounts of Buddhist Light radiated from his body and intertwined around him. It looked as if his body was coated in a layer of gold paint, exuding an air of holiness.
Then, an even more terrifying surge of energy also erupted from him.
“Unbreakable Golden Body Technique!”
The Little Arhat held his palms together with a very serious expression on his face, and a burst of golden strength qi immediately swept towards his opponent from all directions.
Many Immortal Progenies were swept away by that powerful energy.
“That’s the Golden Ridge Temple’s Golden Body Technique!” “I heard that even Hui Fa the Little Holy Monk did not manage to master this Immortal Technique back then. I can’t believe this Little Arhat has succeeded!”
“It looks like he’s the strongest Immortal Progeny from the Golden Ridge Temple!”
“The Golden Body Technique is an invincible defense technique! With unparalleled offensive and defensive capabilities, it is said to be the most powerful Immortal Technique there is in the Golden Ridge Temple. I bet even Chu Kuangren will find this troublesome to deal with.”
“Tsk tsk. I’ve been hearing about this Immortal Technique for a while now. It seems like I can finally witness its strength today.”
The Immortal Progenies looked at the Little Arhat in shock.
Meanwhile, the Little Arhat also knew that Chu Kuangren was a formidable opponent. Hence, after unleashing the full force of his Golden Body Technique, he took out an Immortal Weapon, the Demon Slaying Mace, and charged toward Chu Kuangren with it.
“Show me that Heaven-Defying and Immortal-Slaying strength of yours!” the Little Arhat uttered.
Then, he struck Chu Kuangren with his mace, which was packed with terrifying bursts of Buddhist Light, its strength powerful enough to shatter planets.
On his spot, Chu Kuangren unleashed a punch in return.
There was no telling how many types of source energies there were within that punch as all everyone could see was Immortal Sparks.
Following that, a crack sounded as if something was broken.
Everyone looked over and saw the Daoist patterns on the Little Arhat’s golden body shattering under Chu Kuangren’s punch!
Along with a loud boom, the Little Arhat, who was stronger than Hui Fa back then, instantly blew up into a mist of blood!
The Demon Slaying Mace fell to the ground, and then its glow gradually dimmed down. Standing in the blood rain, Chu Kuangren snorted and uttered with slight annoyance, “Oops, I accidentally used too much force.”
Silence quickly filled the air.
The Immortal Progenies were all dumbfounded.
‘Did he have to be that rough?!’
‘One punch! ‘A King Immortal Progeny, one who has started on the Immortal Path, blew up just like that. What kind of power is that?!’
The green-robed Half-Immortal gulped in fear. He knew that the same outcome would have happened if it were him taking that punch.
“How powerful has this person gotten?!”
While everyone was still in shock, an Immortal’s Core energy fluctuation suddenly erupted.
The Golden Ridge Temple’s Arhat glared at Chu Kuangren with an inexplicable rage and regret in his eyes.
He thought that the Little Arhat would survive a fight with Chu Kuangren, considering the Little Arhat’s strength. With him around, he could at least rescue the Little Arhat in time if anything bad happened.
However, never did he expect…
It was an instant kill!
The Little Arhat was killed the second he attacked!
The Arhat could not even save him even if he wanted to.
If he knew that would happen, he would have stopped the Little Arhat right away. That Little Arhat was the sole remaining King Immortal Progeny left in the Golden Ridge Temple!
“Chu Kuangren! First, you kill Hui Fa, and now the Little Arhat? It looks like you and the Golden Ridge Temple shall be enemies forever!”
The elderly monk said coldly. One step forward and his terrifying Immortal’s Core energy fluctuation spread outward wave after wave.
The other Immortal Progenies quickly backed off.
The fury of an Immortal was not something they could handle, even though it was just a residual energy wave.
Meanwhile, Chu Kuangren remained in his spot calmly. After a chuckle, he said, “Now let me ask you. Was I the one who decided to go for the kill? Who can a monk blame for not practicing good karma and getting themselves killed?”
“And then there’s you. Despite already being an Arhat, it looks like you have quite the temper. I don’t mind sending you to meet the Buddha too, you know.”