With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 674 - 568: Stealing the Dharma, Deceptive Buddha; Fi

The dwarf in the front suddenly raised his head, ng Chuan and the three monks’ pupils shrank abruptly.

"Damn, from a distance they look like those foreign blacksmith dwarves.

As soon as they look up, Buddha knows, this group of demonized ones are indeed not human..."

"Shh..."

ng Chuan signaled him to keep his voice down, continuing to observe in secret without turning his head.

The face, which should have been covered in a beard, suddenly split open in the center, revealing three pairs of compound eyes, flickering with the green glow of the altar.

Liao Chen, curious and eager, asked:

"Is this their way of transforming incense fire divine power to provide for the Celestial Demon?"

"I don’t understand either."

ng Chuan spoke the truth.

This group of dwarf demons, aside from their fire-resistant oily skin, were rely of lower rank, with very poor perception.

Seeing this, the few people began to speak a little louder, their discussions gradually rising.

"Donor ng, these small things are all valuable, make sure to keep them, dare not kill."

ng Chuan was puzzled:

"What do you an?"

Liao Chen’s eyes were hot, staring at those bizarre-eyed dwarfs, and he whispered:

"These demons, state research institutions are offering high rewards for them.

Count them up, each one can earn so special military rits, though not as valuable as a Great Demon, if we split them, each can have around a hundred points."

"What?!"

ng Chuan was surprised.

These little things, who could be crushed by his aura alone, are worth so much?

According to Liao Chen, these more than twenty demonized dwarfs added up to four hundred points of special military rits.

Enough to exchange for so third-grade heavenly materials and treasures or True Martial arts.

ng Chuan thought back to the Crocodile n he had recklessly killed...

Heart aching imnsely, feeling as if he missed out on billions...

"Do they have to be alive?"

Liao Chen nodded:

"They want them alive for research, of course, our job is to capture them and hand them over to Commander Shi Cheng.

But if you kill them, they can only convert to a few cold ordinary military rits on the battle rit jade talisman based on their strength..."

"..."

Heart aching again, why didn’t anyone tell him earlier...

...

The four of them, watching the group of dwarfs busying, walked around the bottom of the valley, looking for the Divine Temple.

ng Chuan left the team, parted the rock, and reined in his breath.

Slowly subrged under the magma, compressing his form to the extre.

A stick of incense later, he surfaced again, a plan forming in his mind.

"Captain, look."

Shaking off the gray mist on his body, ng Chuan had long looked towards the demonized dwarfs before Liao Hai reminded him.

His gaze was like a knife, slicing through the swirling sulfur fog.

The altar around the demonized dwarfs underwent indescribable changes.

It was like a whole piece of living flesh, writhing and breathing continuously, gradually emitting smoke and dust.

The dark red flesh mbrane wriggled with the dwarfs’ prayer-like sounds, feeling eerily rhythmic.

Hearing this sound, they felt itchy and numb all over.

With the chanting voice ringing continuously, it was as if countless bugs were crawling under the skin.

"Is it Sanskrit, are they chanting sutras?" ng Chuan asked Liao Chen beside him.

The chubby monk shook his head:

"No, they can’t be chanting sutras..."

ng Chuan nodded, understanding.

A bunch of illiterates, it would be hard for them to draw a mural, let alone chant sutras.

Most likely it’s so sinister magic spell infused into them by Chi Li, specifically for stealing incense fire divine power.

He turned back, continuing to silently watch the changes.

After a short while, ng Chuan saw the altar’s flesh suddenly crack open.

The ever-present green light grew larger, eventually covering the entire blood-flesh altar-like thing.

Gradually, a human figure erged in the mist, too insubstantial to see more than a vague human silhouette.

"Immortals and Buddhas?"

"Hmm hmm."

ng Chuan replied casually, eyes fixed on the figure’s head, internally chanting:

"Please let it be bald, don’t have hair..."

If it were an Arhat, much effort could be saved.

Returning favors, that’s a trick he knows too...

The phantom gradually solidified, ng Chuan’s eyes brightened, while the three monks beside him felt heavy-hearted.

It was a giant man with his shirt tied around his waist, bare-chested, muscles bulging, and bald-headed.

A dragon shadow floated, looming around him.

He stepped in the void, the cloth around his waist fluttering, hands pressing down, green waves surged from beneath, forming rolling waves over a zhang high.

The waves coiled as if alive, keeping an upward push, the sound thunderous, a display of purging the world’s filth, a magnificent vigour.

But actually, ng Chuan, having just been below the magma, knew best where the green waves were being channeled.

"Is this...the Push Wave and Rolling Waves style, the Dragon Subduing Arhat?!"

Liao Qing’s voice trembled, affirming ng Chuan’s guess.

Liao Hai and Liao Chen nodded heavily, confirming the demonic contamination.

What about that previous Mixed Elent Pearl Umbrella?

Liao Chen looked at ng Chuan in surprise, the other really was right earlier, discovering two demonic Immortal Buddhas in this Demon Nest!

About to ask, he saw ng Chuan’s bright gaze, as if looking at family, so he didn’t ask more.

"Why is Donor ng staring at the Dragon Subduing Arhat like that?...what does it an?"

Liao Hai had questions, but could only keep them inside.

They were all adults, knew what was appropriate.

As the dwarfs continued to mutter, the surge of the blue sea reached its peak, gradually starting to fall.

The green waves tightened, and the roaring sound faded.

The Dragon Subduing Arhat’s figure beca faint, the body’s edges flickered like a television’s static screen, flashing.

"What’s happening?"

ng Chuan shook his head, saying:

"Perhaps it was drained by the Dragon Subduing Arhat? These green waves...manifestation of its incense fire divine power."

He had exchanged greetings many tis with Immortals and Buddhas, sensing the familiar aura above.

Actually, in his heart, there was another guess.

Or perhaps it’s another incense fire divine power "receiver" at the other end, unable to consu so much at once?