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Chapter 662: Chapter 176: Buddha, Is Buddha Really Dead?? (Please Subscribe)_2

As for the other two people…

The Dragon Lord’s gaze avoided Black Cub and Gu Wushuang who were beside Cheng Guang, almost too fearful to look directly at them.

He had yet to recover from the terror brought by the Buddha Head Statue, nor had he paid much attention to Cheng Guang and his companions.

Fortunately, it seed that the Buddha Head Statue had already awakened and had not acted against it, which allowed the Dragon Lord to breathe a sigh of relief.

At the sa ti, he was now inclined to take a closer look at Cheng Guang and his two companions.

After taking a glance at Cheng Guang, the Dragon Lord was about to shift his gaze to Black Cub and Gu Wushuang when he suddenly felt an aura that sent shivers down his spine.

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It was just a fleeting sensation.

But the Dragon Lord knew imdiately.

The Black Cub and Gu Wushuang beside Cheng Guang were not entities he could compare himself to at this ti.

If it weren’t for that Buddha, the Dragon Lord wouldn’t fear anything, but right now, his own state had been greatly compromised by the Buddha, leaving him with less than seventy percent of his strength.

Perhaps even less than fifty percent.

How could he dare fight these two, who could be considered exceptional even among the ranks of the Devil Emperors?

The Dragon Lord felt cowed in an instant.

But his dignity made it difficult for him to lower his face, so after rely glancing at Gu Wushuang and Black Cub, he turned his attention back to Cheng Guang, who he presud to be the spokesperson.

“You…”

As the Dragon Lord observed Cheng Guang and was about to say sothing, it seed he suddenly noticed sothing and couldn’t help but let out a soft yelp of surprise.

“Eh, you’re from the Human Race?”

Cheng Guang, hearing this, was even more astonished than the Dragon Lord.

After all, he possessed the Restraint Pearl; how could the Dragon Lord see through his Human Race identity despite that?

It should be known.

Even Devil Emperors within the Eight-layered Devil Realm could not penetrate Cheng Guang’s disguise, yet the Dragon Lord did so with a single glance.

To Cheng Guang, this was simply inconceivable.

“How did you know?”

In Cheng Guang’s eyes, a hint of surprise flickered as he didn’t directly answer the Dragon Lord but instead countered with a question, taking for granted the fact of his Human Race identity.

The Dragon Lord wasn’t foolish and understood that Cheng Guang had acknowledged it.

He took a deep breath.

In his enormous dragon eyes glead a trace of intrigue.

“Interesting, even mbers of the Human Race dare to venture into my Eight-layered Devil Realm. There aren’t many with such courage. It seems the Four Directions Mortal World has once again produced an impressive number of Human Race heroes,”

said the Dragon Lord, pausing to contemplate before continuing, “As for how I could tell, it was obvious at a glance. Though you have well-concealed your aura, the Primordial Spirit cannot be hidden.”

Cheng Guang was even more surprised upon hearing this.

The Dragon Lord was indeed no ordinary being.

To think he could see through his own Primordial Spirit with a single glance?

Hearing the Dragon Lord’s words, Cheng Guang now grew anxious, wondering whether the Dragon Lord could also perceive the Saint Dao Fruit contained within his Primordial Spirit.

So Cheng Guang asked further, “So, what’s peculiar about my Primordial Spirit?”

The Dragon Lord, faced with Cheng Guang’s question, was becoming impatient. With his status and standing, he had never been addressed in such a manner, nor had anyone questioned him so.

Cheng Guang’s equal footing, even without a hint of arrogance, still managed to irk the Dragon Lord.

Yet the Dragon Lord was not foolish.

Given the presence of Black Cub and Gu Wushuang by Cheng Guang’s side, he dared not act against him or speak out of turn.

Otherwise.

If Cheng Guang didn’t show any respect for the Dragon Lord, there would indeed be nowhere for the Dragon Lord to cry.

After pondering on Cheng Guang’s mood, the Dragon Lord took a few more glances at him, then shook his head and spoke slowly.

“There’s nothing unusual about your Primordial Spirit. I can see it clearly and recognize that your Primordial Spirit is that of the Human Race, but beyond that, I cannot discern anything else.”

Cheng Guang, upon hearing the Dragon Lord speak thus, didn’t feel much surprise.

After all, the Fruits of Path to Divinity, in this world, could be considered a remarkably high-ranking existence; even the peculiar Chicken Demons in Five Daos Mountain were striving for these Fruits.

Cheng Guang then, rely by completing a task, had been rewarded with such a Saintly Dao Fruit.

It was already beyond what could be described as re luck.

Even the saying “ancestor’s tomb billowing with blue smoke” could not encapsulate it.

Thus, the Saint Dao Fruit going undetected by the Dragon Lord was within Cheng Guang’s expectation.

Cheng Guang pondered for a mont, and just as he was about to inquire why the Dragon Lord and its kind were here suppressing the Buddha Head Statue, and for what purpose…

Again, the Dragon Lord couldn’t help but ask:

“When you just appeared here, did you see the Buddha over there?”

“The Buddha has already left? In which direction did he go?”

The Dragon Lord spoke, his gigantic eyes webbed with bloodshot veins, staring intently at Cheng Guang.

It was quite obvious he was especially eager to know the answer.

In those huge dragon eyes, apart from a hint of anticipation, there was a trace of nervousness.

Such an appearance of the Dragon Lord struck Cheng Guang, making him feel a bit out of breath. What exactly did the Dragon Lord want to know? Had the Buddha Head Statue disappeared, or was it still here?

After a slight frown, Cheng Guang replied in an indifferent tone, “It’s gone.”

Having received Cheng Guang’s reply, the Dragon Lord frowned, and his large and slightly ferocious dragon face showed a touch of confusion.

“Gone?”

“What do you an?”

Cheng Guang looked at the black liquid at his feet, lifted his foot slightly, and examined the sole of his shoe to see if he had stepped in anything dirty.

Then he said carelessly:

“Dead.”

The Dragon Lord now understood. His already huge dragon eyes widened even more at that mont.

The Dragon Lord stared at Cheng Guang, seemingly unable to believe the news of the Buddha’s death coming from Cheng Guang’s mouth.

Unable to help it, the Dragon Lord lowered his head, his imnsely large dragon eyes intently observing Cheng Guang’s figure.

He was very close to Cheng Guang.

Almost touching Cheng Guang.

At the sa ti.

The Dragon Lord’s breathing also grew much heavier.

With the Dragon Lord’s heavy breath ca an unpleasantly tallic sll.

Cheng Guang frowned slightly, and just as he was about to say sothing,

the Dragon Lord suddenly noticed sothing, his gaze fixated on the Shariputra in Cheng Guang’s hand, which he was clutching unconsciously.

His eyes revealed indescribable horror.

The Dragon Lord suddenly retreated, as if encountering an enemy it could not match, and beads of sweat quickly appeared on its forehead.

Directly shrinking back into a corner, its body seed to be shaking, as it looked at Cheng Guang.

“The Buddha, the Buddha is truly dead??”

“Who, who exactly are you???”

“Why could you kill the Buddha????”

“Why did you kill the Buddha??”

“It’s over!! Everything is over!!!!!”

The majesty that the Dragon Lord had been struggling to maintain crumbled in that mont.

At this ti, the Dragon Lord seed more like a stress responder who had been wounded.

Cheng Guang was startled by the Dragon Lord’s sudden actions.

Then he realized that the Dragon Lord was still watching him.

Cheng Guang beca aware of sothing, lifted his hand slightly, and looked at the Shariputra in his hand. He suddenly understood why the Dragon Lord had been so terrified just now.

The especially dreadful Buddha was slain by him.

How could it not be scared?

But…

Cheng Guang was sowhat puzzled by the words of the Dragon Lord.

What does it an by how I could have killed the Buddha, how I dare to kill the Buddha?

Killed ans killed.

Where’s the question of daring or not?

Cheng Guang tossed the Shariputra nonchalantly in his hand and then his gaze fell upon the Dragon Lord in the corner.

“What’s wrong?”

“Everything’s already done, what consequences could there possibly be??”

Just seeing Cheng Guang tossing the Shariputra in his hand nonchalantly was enough to scare the Dragon Lord out of its wits.