My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Zhou Qingxu maintained his composure, with a slight raise of his hand. While glancing at Deng out of the corner of his eye, he focused most of his attention on Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang stared at the figure of Zhou Qingxu, as well as the Black-faced Vajra Buddha by his side, which radiated an uncanny aura, inexplicably reminding him of those bizarre Worms in the Secret Realm.

"Mr. Zhou, the path to becoming an Immortal that you speak of, did you obtain it from within the Secret Realm, or did you discover it on your own?"

Cheng Guang voiced his doubts.

This question was quite important for Cheng Guang; it could potentially unlock the gate to this unknown world for him.

If Zhou Qingxu had obtained it from within the Secret Realm, then it would prove that there might be many others like Zhou Qingxu in existence, who simply rarely show themselves.

But if Zhou Qingxu had discovered it on his own.

Then Zhou Qingxu was very likely the same as Zhang Shunlong and Li Tongzhen.

When Zhou Qingxu heard Cheng Guang's question, he was stunned for a moment and then chuckled bitterly, "You're asking this?"

"The path to becoming an Immortal naturally involves following the footsteps of the ancients. Since the distant past, there have been no Immortals between heaven and earth."

"Even Sky-Men are few and far between."

"Do you think I could have discovered it myself?"

As Zhou Qingxu spoke, Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

"Makes sense."

Having said that.

With an unchanged expression, Cheng Guang took a step forward, closing in on Zhou Qingxu. At the same time, he slightly raised his hand, and a point of golden starlight began to blossom at his fingertip.

"Finished asking, I should make my move now. Mr. Zhou, how would you prefer to die?"

"Die?"

Zhou Qingxu was taken aback by the words, while noticing out of the corner of his eye that Deng, under the siege of his black giant and the Black-faced Vajra Buddha, was quickly losing the ability to defend himself.

Even if Deng could save his own life, there was no chance to rescue Cheng Guang.

With this in mind, Zhou Qingxu couldn't help but show a hint of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Cheng Guang.

"Originally, I didn't want to get involved with the chance and karma surrounding you, Princely Heir, as it seems quite complex."

"But since the Princely Heir wants me to choose a way to die, perhaps you could share how you would like to die?"

Zhou Qingxu stood with his arms behind his back, his casual and lazy demeanor unchanged.

Cheng Guang simply shook his head, saying no more.

Bang!!

Cheng Guang stomped his foot, stepping onto the air as if it were solid, and the void trembled.

Cheng Guang, like a bolt of lightning, charged at Zhou Qingxu's face.

A flicker of golden brilliance passed by, and sharp blades of sword energy suddenly condensed in midair, slashing towards Zhou Qingxu.

Zhou Qingxu, seeing Cheng Guang's attack, wasn't very surprised, and at the same time, he sighed with relief.

If Cheng Guang was only at this level.

Then the Town-Nation Duke's Heir was probably going to die here today.

"Vajra!"

Zhou Qingxu bellowed.

The Black-faced Vajra Buddha, which had been coordinating with the black giant in the heavy siege against Deng, slowly turned around upon hearing Zhou Qingxu's call.

Lofty as a small mountain, the Black-faced Vajra Buddha, whose benevolent face now bore a trace of ferocity, twitched his eyes and then rolled them back, revealing a vast expanse of white as he stared "palely" at Cheng Guang.

The next moment.

Cheng Guang felt a pressure bear down on him.

However.

Facing an entity like the Vajra Buddha, Cheng Guang showed no signs of panic; instead, he covertly formed hand seals and took out a prepared powder of Tri-color Grass from his storage ring, sprinkling it over himself.

Cheng Guang's actions were very discreet. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

Apart from Zhou Qingxu, who was close by, no one else noticed.

Zhou Qingxu, startled by Cheng Guang's actions, became somewhat perplexed.

The Town-Nation Duke's Heir, Cheng Guang, faced the Black-faced Vajra Buddha without a trace of fear, and that was one thing, but now he was sprinkling something on himself in such a circumstance.

Could he possibly think.

That by spraying some fragrance on himself, he could make the Black-faced Vajra Buddha reluctant to "eat" him?

Zhou Qingxu didn't quite understand, and after staring blankly at Cheng Guang for a while, he waved his hand indifferently.

After muttering "Amitabha Buddha," the Black-faced Vajra Buddha lifted a palm and then smacked it down towards Cheng Guang.

The gigantic black Buddha palm, like a black sun descending, pressed down on Cheng Guang with fearsome might.

Even the distant Deng couldn't help but turn pale at this aura.

"Cheng, what have you done…? When I'm holding them off for you, you should be running!!"

At the same time.

Many soldiers on the walls of Hundred Mile City, having noticed this scene, could hardly bear to keep watching.

Although they didn't understand why Cheng Guang could remain calm under these circumstances.

The situation before them could no longer be described by whether one could remain composed or not.

It was clearly impossible for him to survive the hands of the Great Yuan Sky-Man!

"The Princely Heir is in danger!"

"That black thing is extraordinarily powerful, and who knows how that Great Yuan Sky-Man summoned it."

"Princely Heir, run! What are you doing at a time like this?"

Some were anxiously urging.

Wu Ling also couldn't help but become anxious, her pale white fingers clenched tightly together, turning slightly blue.

But.

Unlike others, she didn't avert her gaze.