Legend Management Bureau Chapter 387

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Looking out from within Du Yu’s heart, Zhi Nv observed the situation for a moment before speaking up. “Du Yu, I think the idea of focusing our fire is correct, but our current offensive is too scattered.”

“Scattered?”

Du Yu nodded, instantly grasping Zhi Nv’s meaning. A thin layer of frost coated his right hand as he leaped into the air, drawing a massive cross on the giant Buddha’s knee with solid ice.

“Everyone! Attack this spot together!”

The Immortal Beings paused in surprise, but quickly snapped back to their senses and hurled their spells at the cross Du Yu had drawn.

However, the thugs of the Inner Yellow Springs had low cultivation bases. Relying primarily on close-quarters combat, they looked up at the high-altitude cross mark with troubled expressions.

“Brothers of the Inner Yellow Springs, do not worry! Even the simplest Fireballs will do, just throw them up there!”

Hearing this, Zhi Er and Li Lianying’s subordinates quickly changed their tactics. They lowered their weapons and began casting basic spells outward.

Whether it was simple clods of dirt or weak Water Jets, the delinquents of the Inner Yellow Springs unleashed whatever magic they had managed to learn.

“What the hell do we do…” Qiang Nv scratched her head. “I always idolized Big Sister Zhongli Chun, so I only ever perfected my hand-to-hand combat. I didn’t learn any damn spells.”

Seeing this situation, one of Qiang Nv’s underlings quietly stepped forward and said, “Boss, if we need to attack from a distance, should we use that thing? We all brought it with us…”

“That thing?” Qiang Nv frowned in thought. “That was originally meant to deal with Li Lianying… If we use it now, won’t we be left without a trump card?”

She lowered her head, pondering for a long moment before finally speaking up.

“This is so damn frustrating. Even though using it is a bit of an insult to my idol, I can’t care about that right now if we want to survive! Our turf is way more important than some trump card!”

Qiang Nv turned around and shouted to the sisters behind her, “Bring them out! Today, we’re sending this giant Buddha back to the fucking Western Paradise!”

As soon as her voice faded, the large group of female thugs behind Qiang Nv all reached into their Storage Bags. A moment later, everyone pulled out an Automatic Rifle and gripped it firmly.

As for Qiang Nv, she pulled out an RPG Rocket-Propelled Grenade Launcher from her Storage Bag and hefted it onto her shoulder.

“Come on, baby!” Qiang Nv laughed heartily. “Let me show you the financial power of Qiang Nv of East Street!”

With that said, all of Qiang Nv’s subordinates opened fire on the cross pattern Du Yu had drawn earlier.

The massive roar of gunfire gave Du Yu a start.

But when he took a closer look, he couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

Before him stood a sprawling crowd of heavily armed young women.

“Qiang Nv, huh? She really is an interesting person.”

The power of modern firearms naturally couldn’t compare to the spells of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, but it was far more lethal than ordinary low-tier magic.

Looking at the massive yet heavily concentrated barrage, Du Yu began to harbor some doubts.

‘If the giant Buddha were replaced with the Western Queen Mother, would she be able to withstand this kind of assault?’

‘Is the cultivation base of this giant Buddha truly unfathomable?’

‘Has he already transcended the realm of a Heavenly Venerable, enjoying supreme unhindered freedom, and entered the Heaven of Free Transformation of Others’ Pleasures?’

“Impossible…” Du Yu said, his brows knitted. “If he really possessed that kind of power, the Chinese Immortal Realm wouldn’t be this peaceful.”

Du Yu approached the Western Queen Mother and asked, “Big Cat, what realm is the true Mahavairocana Tathagata in?”

Without a moment’s hesitation, the Western Queen Mother replied, “The Mahavairocana Tathagata has no realm. You cannot use the realms of immortal cultivators to judge a true Buddha. The Buddha Heart of the Mahavairocana Tathagata is extremely pure, representing supreme and immense compassion

and a heart of Bodhi. However, if we are strictly talking about magical combat, the Mahavairocana Tathagata also possesses the strength of a peak-stage Heavenly Venerable.”

“A Buddha Heart…” Du Yu muttered to himself with a slow nod. “Since the Mahavairocana Tathagata’s greatest strength is his Buddha Heart, what is Mahakala’s greatest strength? A Black Heart?”

As spells rained down from the sky, Du Yu stared intently at the cross he had drawn earlier.

The frost cross had already been bombarded so thoroughly by the multitude of spells that its outline was barely visible. Yet, Mahakala’s body remained as tough as ever, absorbing all the magical attacks without flinching.

Having run completely out of ideas, Du Yu had no choice but to ask the Western Queen Mother, “Big Cat, if it were you, could you withstand this level of assault?”

The Western Queen Mother paused and glanced around at the crowd before replying, “Although it would be somewhat straining, if this queen only sought to protect her life, I would still be able to endure it.”

Du Yu raised an eyebrow, feeling as if he had grasped a crucial point.

‘Could the reason Mahakala is able to endure this, the reason he hasn’t moved an inch… be because he has focused all his concentration purely on defense?’

‘If we want to break this deadlock, we have to force Mahakala to take the initiative to attack and expose a flaw.’

“If that’s the case…”

Du Yu looked up. The giant Buddha was so tall that its peak couldn’t be seen. With his own half-baked strength, he wasn’t sure if he could fly that high.

“Big Cat, give me a push!” Du Yu called out, turning his head.

“A push? Push you where?” the Western Queen Mother asked in confusion.

“Push me right into this giant Buddha’s face.”

The Western Queen Mother furrowed her brow slightly. Erupting with a majestic surge of power, she waved her hand gracefully. Du Yu instantly felt as if he were stepping on clouds as he shot up into the sky.

Streaking through the air, Du Yu soared continuously higher until he felt the power beneath his feet dwindle to almost nothing, yet he had only reached the giant Buddha’s abdomen.

‘Strange… was this giant Buddha always this massive?’

Du Yu steadied his mind and channeled the power of Zhan Qisheng, stepping off the clouds to continue his ascent.

The chaotic sounds of magical combat gradually faded from his ears, leaving only the rushing howl of the wind. It wasn’t until even Zhan Qisheng’s power began to struggle that Du Yu realized he had only made it to the giant Buddha’s chest.

“Holy crap?!”

Du Yu looked down. The people on the ground had become as tiny as ants, yet the face of the giant Buddha was still nowhere in sight.

‘Is it because I’m so close… that this thing seems even larger than I imagined?’

Despite that realization, Du Yu didn’t know how he could possibly fly any higher. He was incredibly far from the ground now. Zhan Qisheng informed Du Yu that he had never flown to such altitudes before.

“Young Kid, this ancestor will lend you his power.” Yinglong’s voice echoed in his ears, and Du Yu immediately felt a strange sensation on his back.

A split second later, six radiant, multi-colored wings shimmering with golden light burst through his clothes.

“Good lord, you have this kind of divine ability?”

Applying a bit of effort, Du Yu found that the six wings on his back moved in perfect tandem with his thoughts.

Flapping his wings once more, Du Yu shot up into the sky, continuing his flight toward the dark Buddha above the clouds.

Only when the air thinned out and the surrounding temperature began to drop did Du Yu finally see the giant Buddha’s face.

“Hey! You big dark bastard!” Du Yu roared. “Open up those dead fish eyes of yours! Your grandpa is here to see you!”