This Journey To The West Is So Terrifying Chapter 139

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A similar scene had just unfolded before, with the Tiger King’s injury identical to this.

“What a strange Stone Ruler!” the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat glanced at the weapon in Lin Fang’s hand, feeling that the Stone Ruler looked quite ordinary and wondering how it could be so effective.

Lin Fang looked at the corner of his mouth, bleeding, and smiled faintly.

The Stone Ruler’s function had brightened his eyes. Ever since he obtained that mysterious Great Blue Stone, Lin Fang had always planned to make it into a weapon.

Unfortunately, the material was special; it couldn’t be melted with flame. In the end, he had no choice but to grind it bit by bit, the clumsy way.

Luckily, the three Little Monsters had been diligent, never ceasing their work. Still, it had taken this long to grind it into the shape of a Stone Ruler.

Lin Fang had then nurtured it with his Primordial Spirit for a long while before it appeared in the world. This was still his first time using it against an enemy, but it seemed surprisingly handy.

His mana continuously surged into the Stone Ruler, and the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat found his own mana becoming increasingly difficult to manipulate, forcing him to retreat in urgency.

Lin Fang laughed and said, “Old Monk, where do you think you’re going?”

With the Stone Ruler in hand, he charged forward. The ruler danced in the air, airtight with each hit on the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat reducing his mana further; under this suppressing force, the Arhat was beaten back step by step.

While Lin Fang enjoyed the upper hand, the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat was quite frustrated. With every hit from the Stone Ruler, his mana was suppressed a bit more. At this rate, it wasn’t going to be long before he became as powerless as a mortal.

So he changed his approach, fighting and retreating, his eyes set on the Buddhist Treasure standing tall behind him.

Lin Fang seemed oblivious to the creeping danger and maintained his airtight offensive, relentlessly pursuing the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat.

In a matter of moments, the two had reached the area covered by the Buddhist Treasure, and the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat smiled lightly and said, “Fellow Taoist, why not convert quickly? What are you waiting for?”

The moment he finished speaking, the Buddhist Treasure suspended in the air burst into brilliant light, and endless Power of Faith soared into the skies, turning into devout followers chanting scriptures in the air.

It was a wooden fish glowing with golden light. Operated by the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat, the wooden fish suddenly emitted a crisp sound.

The sound lingered leisurely in this Heaven and Earth; everyone who heard it couldn’t help but feel their mind relax.

In normal times, this sound might make one feel comfortable, but in battle, even a moment of relaxation could lead to deadly consequences.

However, Lin Fang’s mind was steadfast, and he was hardly affected. Instead, he smiled and said, “Old Monk, use whatever tricks you have. If this is all you’ve got, I’m afraid your life will end here today.”

“Fellow Taoist, hold your haste!”

The Long-Eyebrowed Arhat laughed, brought his hands together, and softly chanted scriptures. With the power of the scriptures, the wooden fish flying in the air suddenly grew larger, like a giant beast opening its mouth to attack Lin Fang, intending to capture him inside the wooden fish.

Lin Fang was startled and hurriedly dodged. However, a golden net suddenly appeared in the sky, enveloping him completely, while chanting filled the sky, disturbing his mind.

With no escape possible, the wooden fish swallowed Lin Fang whole, then reverted to a small, quiet, golden wooden fish suspended in mid-air.

Seeing this, the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat exhaled softly and thought to himself, “It is truly a Buddhist Treasure, indeed powerful. To think that such a formidable monster could be captured.”

Gālan’s face shone with delight as he approached the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat and said, “Congratulations to the Arhat for capturing this monster, a great achievement indeed. I’m afraid it won’t be long before this news spreads throughout Mount Ling.”

One must know that Lin Fang was on the wanted list of the Buddhist Sect, and capturing him to return to Mount Ling was indeed a matter of great honor. It was estimated that he would soon receive great rewards from the higher-ups.

The old monk, upon hearing this, also smiled and said, “It’s all due to the power of the Buddhist Treasure. Otherwise, with my humble abilities, I could not handle that monster. I also have no idea where he learned such skills.”

“This man has a mysterious background; I specifically looked into his origin when we captured him last time, but came up empty, as if he had jumped out of a crack in a rock.”

“Luckily, you have captured him this time, otherwise, he would have surely become a great menace to our Buddhist Sect in the future,” Gālan said with a smile.

“All thanks to Buddha’s wisdom for allowing us to set up this Buddhist Treasure, otherwise we might have perished here today,” the Arhat replied, his voice betraying a hint of lingering fear. He had never before experienced such a close call as he had today, when battles typically went smoothly.

“By the way, Venerable One, what is the use of this Buddhist Treasure, and will the monster die once captured inside?” Gālan asked this question out of concern, knowing that Lin Fang would be far more valuable alive than dead.

“Rest assured, this Treasure is modeled after the Human-race bag in Buddha’s hand; it can capture anything without harming their life,” the Arhat said with a smile.

However, their joy was short-lived as a dazzling Sword Qi suddenly appeared from the darkness, cutting through the air with a force that seemed to sever Heaven and Earth, aiming directly for the wooden fish.

The swift Sword Qi gave no time for reaction, its sharp energy striking the Buddhist Treasure and emitting a thunderous boom.

The Buddhist Treasure shone with Buddha’s Light as if trying to block the terrifying Sword Qi, but at that moment the wooden fish inexplicably dimmed, and the light vanished without a trace.

With a crisp crackling sound and under the disbelieving gaze of the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat and Gālan, the Buddhist Treasure developed a thin crack.

“How dare you damage my Buddhist Treasure,” the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat could no longer maintain his compassionate demeanor. He roared angrily and instantly transformed into a giant, rushing towards the source of the Sword Qi.

At that moment, his mind was filled with only one thought—to tear the perpetrator who dared to damage the Buddhist Treasure into ten thousand pieces.

As he charged, a figure flashed by him. When he came to a stop, he found that the Buddhist Treasure had vanished from his grasp. Looking up, he saw Lin Fang standing not far away, casually tossing the Buddhist Treasure in the air.

“How is that possible?” the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat asked in disbelief.

Lin Fang was clearly captured within the Buddhist Treasure, so how could there be another one of him suddenly appearing?

Lin Fang merely smiled faintly, and with a thought, a small white paper figure was expelled from the wooden fish, leisurely drifting into Lin Fang’s hand.

It was then that the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat realized he had fallen for the Blinding Method; what he had captured was not Lin Fang, but merely a metamorphosed avatar.

“Leave the Buddhist Treasure behind!” he shouted angrily.

“But this is my trophy,” Lin Fang chuckled and, choosing not to entangle further, turned and walked away.

“Don’t even think about escaping!” The Long-Eyebrowed Arhat pursued relentlessly, vowing to take back the Buddhist Treasure.

But having gone through successive fierce battles, his strength was waning, and he could not keep up with the pace of Lin Fang.

At that moment, the white long eyebrows of the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat suddenly moved, as if coming to life, they stretched out longer.