My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Chapter 707: Chapter 194: But Fellow Daoist, I Understand Your Cultivation Is Not Easy (Please Subscribe)

Guangyin Buddha’s eyes were wide open, staring intently at the hole above the wooden great hall.

The dazzling white light shone from the hole, forming a straight beam.

Guangyin Buddha was completely oblivious to the sight of his own hideous, bloodied body becoming clearly visible under the beam, an utterly out-of-place sight.

Even more glaring than the white light.

Initially, Guangyin Buddha intended to deceive Cheng Guang. He feigned an attack on Cheng Guang, but his actual goal was to turn and run away at once.

Guangyin Buddha thought his plan was very successful, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the hole in the great hall.

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Guangyin Buddha could see himself getting closer and closer to the hall’s hole, and a smirk inevitably crept across his lips.

He felt secure.

But then.

Just as Guangyin Buddha thought he was safe, an aura suddenly swept toward him.

The aura arrived so swiftly that Guangyin Buddha himself struggled to react.

Just as Guangyin Buddha was about to turn his head to look in the direction of the aura, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of resplendent golden light.

And then.

Before Guangyin Buddha had any time to react, he felt an immense force, like a python, wrapping around him.

The hole originally emitting twin beams of white light.

Now, it was cloaked in a golden radiance.

“This…”

“This… this is that person’s aura!!”

Guangyin Buddha’s horrified gaze, as the cry of alarm rose in his heart, fixated on Cheng Guang.

Guangyin Buddha looked down at the great hall, where Cheng Guang had slightly raised his hand but hadn’t yet lowered it, and felt his scalp tingle.

He suddenly realized that all his scheming must have been seen through by Cheng Guang.

The imposing manner just now had evidently not deceived his opponent at all.

This unbelievable revelation, coupled with an intense frustration, ignited a fiery rage in Guangyin Buddha’s heart.

However.

There was nowhere for Guangyin Buddha to vent this rage at the moment.

He hadn’t even had the chance to let out a furious roar at Cheng Guang, nor to issue any vicious threats.

Before he knew it, the massive force brought forth by the surrounding golden light pressed down, causing all his bones to crack and creak.

A nearly unbearable pressure mounted against him.

Meanwhile, Cheng Guang was slowly closing his palm, expressionless.

With every slight tightening of Cheng Guang’s hand,

Guangyin Buddha’s body twisted more severely.

Just as Cheng Guang’s hand closed to a critical point,

Guangyin Buddha, now truly afraid, struggled and eked out a series of broken pleas.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t.”

“I concede.”

“Spare me…”

Guangyin Buddha’s voice strained out the words, his eyes revealing a hint of begging as he looked at Cheng Guang.

Yet Cheng Guang, faced with Guangyin Buddha’s pleas for mercy, remained completely indifferent.

Not the slightest flicker of emotion crossed his eyes.

He continued to tighten his grip, just as steady as before.

From the very moment Guangyin Buddha tried to flee, it was obvious.

Guangyin Buddha must be in a weakened state at this time.

He was no match for Cheng Guang.

Otherwise, there would have been no need for Guangyin Buddha to run away.

Guangyin Buddha’s own initiative to flee had already said a lot.

Truth be told, Cheng Guang himself probably would have struggled to hold up sooner if Guangyin Buddha hadn’t attempted to flee but had instead really fought him.

Cheng Guang might have been the first to slip away.

Yet.

Cheng Guang hadn’t expected that Guangyin Buddha, despite being a Buddha who had lived for untold years, could be so shameless.

Worse by far than the Cleansing Thought Buddha from the Eight-layered Devil Realm, the Ten Thousand Mile Dragon Cave.

Cheng Guang couldn’t help but click his tongue and shake his head, “Could it be that the longer one lives, the more shameless one becomes?”

Cheng Guang muttered to himself.

The work of his hands, however, was not delayed; they continued to tighten steadily.

In Cheng Guang’s grip, Guangyin Buddha’s body gradually became a ball of flesh.

Twisted beyond recognition, copious blood flowed from Guangyin Buddha’s exposed muscles and veins.

The amount of blood from Guangyin Buddha’s not-so-large body was enough to pool into a small pond.

It was simply outrageous.

Observing the state of Guangyin Buddha, Cheng Guang didn’t believe a word that Guangyin Buddha said; he had no intention of letting him go so easily.

He simply stood in the distance, quietly watching Guangyin Buddha.

After all, Cheng Guang didn’t know whether Guangyin Buddha had any tricks left up his sleeve.

As Cheng Guang stood his ground, neither letting go of Guangyin Buddha nor offering him mercy,

Guangyin Buddha started to lose his composure first.

He had tried to escape and failed, and now his pleas were being ignored by Cheng Guang.

This was something Guangyin Buddha couldn’t comprehend.

After all, in his own view, his power, fame, or perhaps, his status should hold some value to someone like Cheng Guang.

If Cheng Guang was indeed a being from the past,

He wouldn’t just kill him like this!

Guangyin Buddha held firm to this belief, so as soon as he realized he was under Cheng Guang’s control, he did not consider his dignity and immediately begged for mercy.

But Guangyin Buddha never expected.

Cheng Guang, this scoundrel, was actually so utterly lacking in martial virtue.

Even though he had already pleaded, there was not the slightest indication that Cheng Guang intended to spare him.