Stranger Danger-Chapter 1159: Killing The Buddhas

“Rain... Rain...”

The Rain Bodhisattva and the Venerable Hill-stepping Infant Spirit sensed that Ye Qing was attacking them as a matter of course.

In response, the Rain Bodhisattva spread open its arms and conjured a downpour.

The downpour was so big that a massive flood instantly took form.

At the same time, the Venerable Hill-stepping Infant Spirit raised its right foot and stomped down on Ye Qing.

The foot was already pretty large, but it grew even bigger as it descended toward Ye Qing. It looked like it might stomp the entire land into pieces.

Ye Qing’s expression did not change, however. Running forward just as thunderously as the Stranger, he stomped the ground right before the flood and the foot would hit him, causing a deafening thud that resounded throughout the heavens.

The flood rolled back, and the giant foot shattered into pieces. Both the Rain Bodhisattva and the Venerable Hill-stepping Infant Spirit staggered back in response.

Ye Qing did not press the advantage despite successfully staggering the two Strangers, however. Instead, he threw a punch at his right flank.

Boom!

Ye Qing’s fist clashed mightily against a gigantic scythe.

The light coming from Ye Qing’s fist illuminated the scythe owner and revealed its true appearance. It was yet another humanoid Stranger. The Stranger had a bull’s head but a human’s body. It had three horns on its head and was crimson red from head to toe. Over thirty meters tall and sporting muscles that looked like chiseled rocks, it carried multiple bleeding corpses on its large horns. It looked terrifying and savage.

The terrifying Stranger with eyes the size of millstones was the one wearing a terrified expression, however. It was because Ye Qing’s punch was dissolving into dust like his body was nothing more but a piece of rotten wood or a sand castle.

That wasn’t all. The fist intent would continue to spread out in every direction and dissolve every Stranger within three hundred meters of Ye Qing into dust. Crushing and unstoppable, the entire area turned as bright as daytime for a time.

“Brother, go that way! I’ll catch up to you in a bit!”

Ye Qing withdrew his fist and yelled at Yi Pin after clearing out the area.

“Got it!”

Yi Pin responded before beckoning the stunned Devi Ruyi, the old woman, and the rest of the group to follow. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go already!”

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It was only then the group snapped out of their shock and hurried toward the opening Ye Qing had created for them. They vanished into the darkness in just the blink of an eye.

After the group was gone, Ye Qing took one step forward and appeared right next to Old Man of Snowy Mountain. Then, he elbowed the Eight-faced Buddha in the ribs and destroyed the wind, fire, thunder and lightning surrounding his body without a sound. Every time he staggered away from Ye Qing, one of his faces would shatter into nothing.

The faces were the Eight-faced Buddha’s life-saving trump card. Each face could block a fatal blow.

Unfortunately, Ye Qing’s elbow strike was far too powerful. Not even eight lives were enough to stop it all.

When the last face shattered into pieces, the Eight-faced Buddha let out a bloodcurdling scream and exploded as well.

“Go protect Yi Pin.”

Ye Qing ordered without even bothering to glance at the Eight-faced Buddha.

“As you command, young master.”

Old Man of Snowy Mountain gave Ye Qing a bow before racing off in the direction Yi Pin had departed.

“Tsk tsk! You’re losing, Prince Moyun!”

Maybe it was because Old Man of Snowy Mountain had not killed a Stranger, but the Strangers lurking in the darkness did not bother him at all. They were all charging at Ye Qing.

Jinpeng Moyun had just taken out the Laughing Buddha Protector God and the Headless Soul Shepherd Buddha after Ye Qing backhanded a Stranger away from him and looked at his direction.

“Hmph! It’s not over until it’s over,” Jinpeng Moyun declared with an ice cold expression. His energies climbed higher, and a silhouette with black gold wings wearing a purple gold crown and stepping on countless demon gods took form in the air.

“Peng King Nirvana Great Lord”

The Peng King Nirvana Great Lord flapped his wings, and what felt like an infinite amount of golden flames turned everything within three hundred meters of Jinpeng Moyun into a sea of fire.

Over a dozen Strangers were engulfed by the sea of fire, and the weaker ones were killed and burned into ash instantly. However, the powerful ones parted the flames with ease before charging Jinpeng Moyun.

Jinpeng Moyun did not even bat an eyelid. The Peng King Nirvana Great Lord continued to flap his wings and added wind to fire.

Wind fueled fire, so the golden flames grew even brighter and hotter than it already was. A tornado over three hundred meters tall took form as the flames turned from gold to blue, then from blue to black.

In just the blink of an eye, the golden flames had turned into black flames. The temperature was high enough to melt the sky above and burn through the blue ice below.

The Strangers caught within the sea of flame screamed and disintegrated into ash.

After the black flames had killed the Strangers, Jinpeng Moyun opened his mouth and inhaled. The black flames transformed into many black, demonic-looking runes and attached themselves to his face, giving him a dark and demonic appearance.

“Not bad!”

Ye Qing gave him a thumbs-up and praised Jinpeng Moyun without reservation. The next moment, he tapped his finger right as a silver wolf burst out of the empty space behind Jinpeng Moyun.

The silver wolf looked odd and terrifying. Its head had no eyes, no mouth, no ears, and no nose. It was completely bald. However, its long tail had eyes, ears, and a massive maw. The maw was overgrown with rows and rows of sharp teeth the size of daggers.

Right now, the maw was stretched open and hovering a single inch away from Jinpeng Moyun’s head.

If Ye Qing hadn’t shattered the space behind Jinpeng Moyun and exposed the Stranger, the prince might have lost his head already.

“The Kala Silver Wolf...”

Jinpeng Moyun broke out in cold sweat when he saw the wolf.

Legend had it that the Kala Silver Wolf was the protector beast of the Buddha Emperor. It possessed the power to traverse through space and shadows and see through a person’s heart. Within the three thousand and six hundred realms, if anyone dared to harbor insincerity, disrespect, disloyalty, dislike, or malice toward the Buddha Emperor, the Kala Silver Wolf would sense it immediately. It would traverse through space and bite off their necks.

The Kala Silver Wolf’s maw could supposedly break the Three Realms and the Six Ways; shatter yin, yang and samsara. In short, its maw could break anything and everything.

Of course, this Stranger was not the real Kala Silver Wolf, so it could not possibly possess the Kala Silver Wolf’s legendary bite. Even so, Jinpeng Moyun harbored no delusions that his head was tougher than the maw.

If not for Ye Qing’s aid, the bite would not have killed him, but it definitely would have dealt him a serious blow.

“Thank you. I owe you one.”

Although Jinpeng Moyun disliked Ye Qing a lot, it was a fact that the young man had saved his life. He, Jinpeng Moyun, was a man who kept his gratitudes and grudges distinctly separated. That was why he did not hesitate to thank Ye Qing.

“You’re welcome.”

Ye Qing smirked and snapped his fingers. There was a pop, and the Kala Silver Wolf exploded into pieces.

“The battle’s not over yet though, so stay focused!”

With that said, Ye Qing rushed ahead like thunder and struck like a tsunami. There wasn’t a single Stranger who could stand against him.

Seeing that Ye Qing was absolutely slaughtering the enemy, Jinpeng Moyun sucked in a deep breath before charging into the darkness as well.

Just half a teatime later, the entire icy plains was in tatters. Broken ice and dead Strangers were everywhere.