Yu Daochen was startled by the sudden rage of the Monk Nitian.
What was wrong with this old bald donkey?
The first impression Monk Nitian gave him was that of a person who feigned weakness to deceive others, and he would never be so furious.
Shen Tianming looked at the enraged Monk Nitian and smiled faintly, teasing, "We haven't seen each other for so many years, there's no need to start fighting and killing the moment we meet, is there?"
Monk Nitian glared at Shen Tianming with murderous intent, wishing he could skin him alive: "I will make you accompany her in death!"
Shen Tianming's grip on the scepter became strained, and he snorted, "I don't want to tangle with you today, kid. Get lost."
Seeing Shen Tianming about to leave, Monk Nitian shouted, "I will definitely kill you, no matter where you hide."
Monk Nitian seemed possessed, becoming completely frenzied.
Yu Daochen, standing nearby, muttered to himself.
Damn it, why has this bald donkey gone mad? Could he be unable to distinguish friend from foe?
Seeing that Monk Nitian had completely lost his mind, Shen Tianming said, "How about this, I'll give you a chance to challenge me. If you win, you can take my head as you please. If you lose, you'll obediently hand over the compass to me."
"Good." Monk Nitian agreed without a second thought.
Shen Tianming chuckled when Monk Nitian agreed, then his expression turned serious. He suddenly exerted force on the scepter, flinging Monk Nitian several meters away along with it, then charged forward himself.
Only Yu Daochen, Huang Yueji, and the three ghost kings were left at the scene, staring blankly at each other.
Perhaps sensing the awkward atmosphere, Yu Daochen chuckled awkwardly, "Well... how about we go play mahjong while they finish their fight?"
As soon as Yu Daochen finished speaking, he was stunned.
Damn it, what kind of nonsense was he spouting?
Uh...
The three ghost kings beside him didn't know how to respond. Huang Yueji rolled her eyes in annoyance, thinking to herself.
Does this kid have some kind of social disorder?
Seeing that no one answered, Yu Daochen didn't try to embarrass himself further.
Anyway, Shen Tianming had given instructions, and they wouldn't dare kill him.
Should I escape now...?
Huang Yueji seemed to have read Yu Daochen's mind and threatened, "The master instructed us not to kill you, but he didn't say we couldn't teach you a lesson. If you don't want to suffer physical pain, just stay put."
Yu Daochen looked at Huang Yueji and the three ghost kings.
Should he just condense two short swords of Samsara Blood Tears and fight his way out?
But on second thought, he dismissed the idea, shaking his head.
It wasn't that he was afraid of these four, but mainly he didn't want to spill blood here.
Otherwise, no one would benefit.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed from the distant forest, followed by a Buddhist statue over ten meters tall appearing before them.
"This is one of the Five Absolutes of Buddhism, Myriad Buddhas Paying Homage!" Yu Daochen couldn't help but exclaim, marveling inwardly.
Good heavens, this old bald donkey's strength is too heaven-defying!
"Master!" A hint of worry flashed in Huang Yueji's eyes.
Yu Daochen curiously looked at Huang Yueji, who was engrossed in thought, and asked, "Hey, does Master Nitian have some deep-seated hatred for Shen Tianming?"
Huang Yueji was clearly displeased at being interrupted by Yu Daochen, and said with annoyance, "Why are you, a man, so gossipy? Besides, we are enemies. Isn't it inappropriate for you to ask an enemy like this?"
Yu Daochen grinned, "Since you're idle anyway, why don't you tell me about it?"
Huang Yueji clearly didn't want to deal with Yu Daochen and said with annoyance, "In the past, Master killed his wife in front of this old bald donkey."
"Damn, Shen Tianming is quite perverted," Yu Daochen exclaimed involuntarily.
But then he realized something was wrong. Wasn't this old bald donkey a monk? How could he have a wife?
Immediately, an image appeared in Yu Daochen's mind of Monk Nitian holding a scepter in one hand and a beauty in the other, slowly saying, "Amitabha, my Buddhist name is Nitian, you can all call me Master Nitian."
As Yu Daochen was thinking lewdly, he didn't realize that Huang Yueji beside him was already staring at him with a gloomy expression.
"Why is there a chill?" Yu Daochen turned to find the source of the chill.
He saw Huang Yueji staring at him with a gloomy face, her voice icy, "If I hear you speak ill of Master from your mouth again, you'll be responsible for the consequences!"
Yu Daochen felt that this woman wasn't joking and said with a smile, "Understood, understood."
As the saying goes, a true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm, and besides, she was a woman.
And the old saying goes, a true man doesn't fight with women.
He wouldn't stoop to her level.
Huang Yueji looked at Yu Daochen, and the more she looked, the more she felt that this guy was so annoying.
Is he really the reincarnation of Xu Feng from five hundred years ago?
The difference is too great.
Bang!
Suddenly, a surge of energy struck, and everyone looked towards the battle between the two in the distance.
The massive Buddhist statue began to become transparent, ready to disappear at any moment.
Yu Daochen wanted to go and investigate, but Huang Yueji beside him raised her hand to stop him: "No one is allowed to interfere in the Master's battle!"
A ghost king beside them frowned and said, "There are people watching from around. Should we..."
Huang Yueji nodded, "Stop them from approaching the Master's battle. You are also not allowed to intervene."
The three ghost kings nodded and disappeared with a gust of dark wind.
Yu Daochen watched the battle between the two in the distance with a solemn expression.
In the sky in the distance, a figure leaped up and punched towards the head of the Buddhist statue.
Monk Nitian, inside the Buddhist statue, saw this and controlled the statue to raise its palm to meet Shen Tianming's punch.
Bang!
The moment they clashed, a wave of energy swept towards them.
Yu Daochen's hair was blown back, and he watched the outcome of their battle with a solemn expression.
Is this the battle of top-tier experts in the mortal realm?
This is something ordinary people cannot participate in at all.
After the shockwave passed, the Buddhist statue also completely disappeared, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Both Yu Daochen and Huang Yueji waited for the result with solemn expressions.
A moment later, a young man covered in wounds and with a pale face walked out of the forest.
Seeing that it was Shen Tianming who walked out, Huang Yueji's hanging heart finally settled.
Seeing Shen Tianming emerge, Yu Daochen's expression became solemn.
It seemed Shen Tianming had won this battle, but given Monk Nitian's personality.
He was likely in grave danger.
Shen Tianming, covered in blood, looked at Yu Daochen, a smile appearing on his pale face: "What, are you very disappointed to see me come out?"
Yu Daochen smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't matter to me who wins or loses between you two. The only regret is that you two didn't die together."
Hearing this, Shen Tianming burst into laughter.
Huang Yueji beside him glared at Yu Daochen with a gloomy expression: "Kid, watch your words!"
Shen Tianming waved his hand: "It's fine. This courage does have some resemblance to Xu Feng."