Chapter 051: Kill

In another world, or rather in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, there were three bosses.

The first was the Thousand-Year Tree Demon, the second was the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit, and the third was the infamous Black Mountain Old Demon.

Although the fame of the Black Mountain Old Demon far surpassed that of the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit,

in terms of strength, he was probably inferior to the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit.

This centipede spirit was proficient in Buddhist teachings, his power unfathomable; he had once devoured all the civil and military officials of the A Chinese Ghost Story world, controlling the entire dynasty.

And his name was Cihang Pudu.

If the Cihang Pudu who had defeated Wang Bo's mechanical army was indeed him, then this guy was undoubtedly a time traveler.

Thus Wang Bo became interested in this person who called himself Cihang Pudu.

Whether this guy was a time traveler or someone related to Guanyin Bodhisattva, he had to find out.

Otherwise, his plan to sweep across the world and save the people might be thwarted.

So Wang Bo teleported to Chang'an.

Probably because he had the Divine Garment and Gungnir as his safety net, Wang Bo had grown much bolder lately; he wasn't afraid at all to charge into the enemy's lair alone.

In his view, even if this Cihang Pudu really was Guanyin Bodhisattva, if he couldn't win, he could put on the Divine Garment, take out Gungnir, and escape without any problem.

So Wang Bo had been very bold lately; facing enemies, he had only one word:

Rush.

This time when he came to Chang'an, Wang Bo didn't intend to hide. His gaze swept across the entire city, focusing on the imperial palace and the National Teacher's residence. After scanning back and forth, he finally found the monk who called himself Cihang Pudu.

This monk, with a gaunt face and solemn appearance, was eating people in a side courtyard of the palace.

Yes, eating people.

Wang Bo saw clearly: several fair-skinned palace maids were placed before the monk, and when he opened his mouth, he swallowed one whole.

Wang Bo immediately confirmed that this guy was definitely not Guanyin Bodhisattva, since a Bodhisattva wouldn't eat people.

And those who ate people were basically demons.

This guy was the Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit from the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, who called himself Cihang Pudu.

A time traveler.

Wang Bo arrived too late; when he saw Cihang Pudu devour the palace maid, he couldn't stop it. He watched helplessly as the other swallowed a maid, chewing continuously, with streaks of glaring blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

In an instant, Wang Bo's mind exploded.

"Go to hell!!!!"

He teleported in front of Cihang Pudu and threw a punch. This time, Wang Bo held nothing back; driven by rage, he went all out and delivered this punch.

Magic enhancement, Ripple Qigong enhancement, Nine Yang True Qi enhancement, Cosmo enhancement.

In a split second, Wang Bo mobilized all the power within him, combined with his steel body, and threw a punch that shook the heavens and startled gods and ghosts.

The invisible force exploded with a bang. Cihang Pudu never expected to be ambushed.

Caught off guard, he was struck square in the face by Wang Bo's fist.

The immense force erupted like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, causing the ten directions to tremble, like a galaxy pouring down, overwhelming and unstoppable. Cihang Pudu was blown apart by Wang Bo in the very first moment.

Yes, this was a true explosion.

His entire body burst open, bones turned to powder, flesh exploded, a blood blossom instantly bloomed. Every drop of blood carried Wang Bo's fist force, and as they splattered out, like bullets, they riddled the palace side courtyard with holes, flying in all directions.

The walls of the room were covered with dense holes, shocking to behold.

Clang!

The next second, a tiger tally fell from the void and landed at Wang Bo's feet.

As for Cihang Pudu, he had been smashed to pieces by Wang Bo, no longer existing. Even his soul was torn apart by Wang Bo's fist force, annihilated, with the possibility of resurrection close to zero.

After all, when the soul is scattered, even immortals might not be able to save it.

Wang Bo slowly withdrew his fist, looking at Cihang Pudu who had vanished without a trace, somewhat stunned. This Cihang Pudu was at least a thousand-year great demon, but he was too fragile.

How could he have been killed with one punch?

But thinking carefully, his steel body had been evolving continuously; throwing a punch with tens of thousands of tons of force was no problem. Plus this time, he struck in anger.

Magic enhancement, Ripple Qigong enhancement, Nine Yang True Qi enhancement, Cosmo enhancement.

Almost all the power within him merged into one. With one punch, the force swelled more than tenfold, delivering tens of thousands of tons of power, enough to astonish even immortals.

A mere thousand-year great demon, caught off guard and unable to activate his magical defense in time,

being killed with one punch didn't seem strange.

But Wang Bo still felt something odd inside, not because Cihang Pudu died too easily, but because he had finally killed someone, or rather, killed a demon.

Ever since he gained great power, Wang Bo had always avoided killing people.

Perhaps to others, this seemed pretentious, but to Wang Bo, decades of education had taught him to respect life, and he was reluctant to kill with his own hands.

This time in this world, although he had cut off many heads, it was his mechanical soldiers who did the deed.

But this time, Wang Bo finally acted personally.

Although it was only killing a demon, Wang Bo still felt strange.

But soon, Wang Bo suppressed this slight unease. With a flick of his hand, the tiger tally on the ground flew into his hand.

Then, with a teleport, he vanished from the palace and returned to his base.

When the emperor hurried over and saw the unconscious palace maids, the riddled walls, and the missing Cihang Pudu, he couldn't withstand the ups and downs and fainted on the spot.

In an instant, the palace fell into chaos.

But these things no longer had much to do with Wang Bo.

After returning to his residence, he found Xiao Bai and handed over the tiger tally. "Do you know what this thing is?"

He had no magical power, so he really didn't know what kind of artifact this was.

Xiao Bai examined it back and forth for a few glances, then shook his head and said, "I don't know what this is either. But this artifact is full of yin energy; it should be a treasure from the underworld, rare in the human world. If you want to know its origin, why not ask at the Baoqing Workshop? Maybe they know where this treasure comes from."

Wang Bo thought that made sense. The Baoqing Workshop was a forge for demon artifacts, specializing in crafting magical items and knowing them like the back of their hand. Perhaps they would know the origin of this treasure.

So Wang Bo, together with Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing, went to the Baoqing Workshop again.