Chapter 1839: “How Would You Like to Die?” He Asked
The atmosphere was oppressive on Guest Welcome Mountain.
All spirit senses had been cut off from the battlefield.
The cloth-robed old man was not surprised by Old Monk Dukong’s intervention, he was only a little confused.
He voiced his doubt indifferently, “How is this ant worthy of making an Emperor Buddha Master like you show up in person?”
This was indeed abnormal.
Earth Treasury Realm was one of the Three Dark Giants ostracized by the rest of the Ancient Nebula Road.
Unless it was a matter of utmost importance, an Emperor Buddha Master like Dukong would never easily appear in public, or he would definitely be targeted by quite a few potent figures.
Old Monk Dukong calmly replied, “This man is a heretic who is wicked beyond redemption. Over the recent years, he has killed many disciples of our Earth Treasury Realm.”
He paused shortly before continuing, “As you, Fellow Daoist, have also seen, his battle prowess is already near-invincible in the Supreme Saint-King Stage. Even an ordinary quasi-Emperor expert will have trouble killing him.”