Chapter 1895: One of the Ten Great Divine Artifacts
"Go back."
Just after running a short distance, Grand Minister of Works pulled Second Minister of Works and started running back.
"Go back for what?" Second Minister of Works was completely confused.
"Idiot, we haven't collected the spoils yet." Grand Minister of Works' eyes gleamed with greed.
Hearing this, Second Minister of Works was speechless, his dark face visibly turning even darker.
Returning to the site of their earlier battle, Grand Minister of Works immediately got busy, collecting pieces of war weapons and Sacred Sources one by one into his Space Ring.
"Hehe, all good stuff. Almost forgot about them." As he gathered the treasures, Grand Minister of Works' plump, fair face was practically beaming with joy.
One of his greatest hobbies was collecting all kinds of treasures. Even if he couldn't use them, just looking at them made him happy. He had been like this even before leaving the Sikong Meditation Courtyard, and after all these years, nothing had changed.
"Senior Brother, we're surrounded again." Second Minister of Works said woodenly.
Grand Minister of Works looked startled, raising his head. "What's going on? Didn't we just wipe out one batch? Where did another batch come from?"
"Bald donkey, killing our Undying Blood Clan warriors is an unforgivable crime." A Undying Blood Clan commander riding a ferocious blood beast roared loudly.
His cultivation was extremely high, already at the Eight-Step Saint King level. Even the blood beast beneath him was at the Saint King level, and the army he brought included several Saint Kings. Clearly, his status was higher than the Undying Blood Clan commander Second Minister of Works had killed earlier, and he had more powerful subordinates under his command.
A vast Blood Fiend Qi surged from his body, condensing into thick blood clouds that blotted out the sky, presenting a scene of apocalyptic destruction.
Grand Minister of Works clasped his hands together, smiling. "Benefactor, you misunderstand. This humble monk is a man of the cloth. How could I possibly kill? Actually, it was my junior brother and I who discovered many people had been harmed here and wanted to collect their bodies while chanting sutras to guide their souls. Since you've arrived, we can take our leave."
With that, he signaled to Second Minister of Works to leave.
The Undying Blood Clan Saint King raised his war spear, pointing it at Grand Minister of Works, and coldly shouted, "Bald donkey, do you take me for a fool? Stop playing dumb in front of me. Kill my Undying Blood Clan warriors, and you must pay with your lives."
Grand Minister of Works shook his head and sighed. "Benefactor, your killing intent is too heavy. Why can't you believe what I say? You must understand..."
Boom, just as Grand Minister of Works was rambling on, a blood-colored lightning bolt struck down from the sky.
"Whoa." Grand Minister of Works let out a strange cry and dodged to the side at lightning speed.
But the blood-colored lightning seemed to have a life of its own, following him like a shadow, impossible to avoid.
In his panic, the blood-colored lightning struck directly onto Grand Minister of Works' bald head.
The blood-colored lightning was powerful, but when it hit Grand Minister of Works' head, it didn't cause any harm, not even breaking the skin.
Grand Minister of Works rubbed his head and groaned, "That really hurt. You're serious, huh?"
"Hmm?" The Undying Blood Clan Saint King's expression shifted, his eyes fixed on Grand Minister of Works.
Although that strike was just a casual attack, with his Eight-Step Saint King strength, it should have been enough to instantly kill many Saint King-level experts. Yet hitting Grand Minister of Works didn't even faze him, showing that this monk was no ordinary person.
Such a powerful monk appearing near the Underworld King Sword Grave was suspicious no matter how you looked at it. There had to be something wrong.
"Bald donkeys, who are you really? What is your purpose here?" The Undying Blood Clan Saint King pointed his war spear at Grand Minister of Works and coldly demanded.
Grand Minister of Works rubbed his head and stomped his foot. "Aiya, you're infuriating the Buddha Lord! Do you think the Buddha Lord is easy to bully? Second Junior Brother, send them to the afterlife."
Second Minister of Works shook his head, his face indifferent. "You go. This is all your fault anyway."
"I'm the senior brother. I tell you to do something, and you do it. Get up there now." Grand Minister of Works glared and urged.
Second Minister of Works still didn't move, calmly saying, "Master said to listen to Uncle-Master when we go out, not you. Besides, this trouble is your own doing. Why should I have to deal with it?"
"Oh, you've grown some backbone, huh? Learning to talk back now." Grand Minister of Works fumed.
"Bald donkey, are you done playing around? If you won't confess honestly, don't blame me for being rude." The Undying Blood Clan Saint King's face turned ashen, a terrifying killing intent radiating from him.
In his eyes, Grand Minister of Works was completely mocking him, not taking him seriously at all, and that was unbearable.
"Kill."
With a furious roar, the Undying Blood Clan Saint King launched a powerful attack.
As he moved, the blood clouds in the sky churned, as if thousands of troops were charging forth.
Grand Minister of Works stomped his foot hard and shouted, "Think the Buddha Lord is afraid of you? Today, the Buddha Lord will subdue demons!"
He formed his hands into fist seals, and a powerful Buddha light burst forth, condensing into a white tiger over ten zhang long.
Roar! With a deafening howl, Grand Minister of Works pounced with incredible speed, like a true white tiger, its killing intent soaring to the heavens.
"You..."
The Undying Blood Clan Saint King's eyes widened in disbelief.
Grand Minister of Works was too fast. Before he could react, he was torn in two, blood staining the sky.
"Run!"
Seeing this, the other Undying Blood Clan soldiers immediately tried to flee.
"I said today I'm subduing demons. None of you are getting away." Grand Minister of Works' belly fat jiggled as he let out a mighty roar.
Pfft! The tiger claws swiped through the air, and the Undying Blood Clan soldiers who had taken flight all had their bodies explode, falling from midair.
Having annihilated all the Undying Blood Clan soldiers in one move, Grand Minister of Works withdrew his Buddha power and snorted, "You had to make the Buddha Lord angry, forcing me to kill. Sin, sin. Amitabha."
He looked as if he had suffered a great loss.
The next moment, his eyes lit up again as he continued collecting the spoils. After all, this time he had personally taken action, so there was even less reason to waste anything.
"Senior Brother, we can't delay any longer. Uncle-Master is still waiting for us to deliver the Sky-Soaring Sword. If we hold up the important matter, Master will blame us." Second Minister of Works said seriously.
Grand Minister of Works put the last Sacred Source into his Space Ring and said impatiently, "I know, I know. It's done now, right? Let's go."
With that, the two monks set off again, heading straight for the Underworld King Sword Grave.
They had wiped out two Undying Blood Clan teams in a row, causing quite a commotion. By now, the Undying Blood Clan must have been alerted. There was no point in continuing to hide. Their best bet was to break into the Sword Grave before the Undying Blood Clan could react.
Relying on the treasures bestowed by Indra, the two monks did their best to conceal their auras and advanced at maximum speed.
Finally, they arrived outside the Sword Grave, only to be stopped once again by the Undying Blood Clan army.
Ming Xian's Spiritual Power was too strong. The moment the two monks approached the Sword Grave, she detected them, making it impossible to sneak in quietly.
"Those two bald donkeys are strange. Ordinary people can't handle them." Ming Xian said calmly.
"I'll deal with them." The Martial Realm Imperial Son immediately spoke up.
With that, he left the White Bone Mountain and landed before the two monks.
He was clearly eager to prove himself. Having suffered a loss at Zhang Ruochen's hands earlier had embarrassed him, and he needed another battle to restore his dignity.
"This Imperial Son hates bald donkeys the most. So, both of you, die." The Martial Realm Imperial Son's eyes blazed with terrifying killing intent as his chains shot out at lightning speed.
At the same time, thick blood energy surged from his body, spreading around and enveloping both monks.
The blood energy was extremely strange, thick and sticky, as if it could freeze space itself, severely restricting their movement.
Bang! Second Minister of Works struck out with his palm, sending the incoming chains flying.
The chains changed direction, dragging along several mountain peaks, causing the sky and earth to darken. With continuous howling sounds, the terrifying force smashed down toward the two monks.
"Break!"
Second Minister of Works spread his feet apart and shouted.
He formed fist seals with both hands and unleashed a black dragon, shattering all the incoming mountain peaks into dust.
"Hmm? Blocking my chains with bare hands? A Vajra Indestructible Body?" The Martial Realm Imperial Son's eyes flickered with surprise at Second Minister of Works' performance.
His chains were an Eight-Yao Ten-Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact with immense power, difficult even for Dao Domain realm cultivators to withstand.
"What background do those two bald donkeys have?" The Long-Faced Imperial Daughter was slightly surprised.
"The dark-faced monk is using the most famous technique of the Ten Thousand Buddha Path, the Maha Dragon Claw Hand. Its power is comparable to the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm that Zhang Ruochen cultivates. Interesting." Xia Wenxin put down his bamboo scroll and said calmly.
"Martial Realm Imperial Son, if you can't handle them, I can help you." Nine-Eyed Heavenly King stood on the White Bone Platform and said loudly.
The Martial Realm Imperial Son replied, "Just two wild monks. Why would the Heavenly King need to intervene?"
Having lost face in his battle with Zhang Ruochen, if he needed Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's help to deal with two monks, how could he hold his head up among these Imperial Sons and Daughters?
"Clatter."
The chains in the Martial Realm Imperial Son's hand began to whirl, releasing bone-chilling cold. The temperature within hundreds of miles plummeted, and goose-feather-sized snowflakes fell from the sky.
At the same time, a vast number of Sacred Dao Rules surged from the Martial Realm Imperial Son's body, merging with the chains.
The chains then spun at an astonishing speed, drawing in the world's spiritual energy and evolving into a nine-layered vortex. Countless razor-sharp wind blades danced within, as if they could tear heaven and earth apart.
"Second Junior Brother, be careful."
Grand Minister of Works warned and also made his move.
The two joined forces, manifesting a black dragon and a white tiger.
The black dragon coiled into a ball of light, and the white tiger curled up into another ball of light.
One black and one white, two balls of light floated in midair. With them at the center, a massive chessboard faintly appeared.
Though it was just a phantom, it radiated an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers, as if an entire world had been revealed. Countless black and white pieces dotted the chessboard, with the two most prominent pieces being Grand Minister of Works and Second Minister of Works.
They occupied the two most important positions on the board.
The Undying Blood Clan army all stared at the chessboard in the sky, feeling a suffocating Divine Might.
Yes, Divine Might.
The usually calm Xia Wenxin finally showed a joyful expression, muttering to himself, "The phantom of the Heaven-Earth Chess Platform, woven by them. Perhaps these two are the key to finding one of the Kunlun Realm's Ten Great Divine Artifacts, the Heaven-Earth Chess Platform."
The Heaven-Earth Chess Platform that Grand Minister Wang Shiqi had set up in the Central Imperial City was merely a replica.
The real Heaven-Earth Chess Platform could use stars as pieces, sentient beings as pieces, and the rules of heaven and earth as pieces. It was exquisitely profound, beyond the comprehension of any who were not gods.