Chapter 960: Attack

Within Tianchen, beneath the fractured sky, lay Zuoqiu Yong's colossal body. Before Li Huowang, Zuoqiu Yong's mountain-like body shook as it struggled to rise again. However, as the numerous holes on his body rapidly twisted, he lost control again and crashed heavily to the ground.

“Is this the Dice's support? Can these bizarre entities also be the Overseers of the Heavenly Dao of Fortune? What Heavenly Dao do they govern? They're incredibly powerful!” Li Huowang's pupils constricted sharply upon seeing this scene.

Li Huowang had no idea what had happened just prior, but the only thing he knew now was that the arrogant Overseer of Growth, who had seemed invincible moments ago, had been effortlessly and completely subdued by the enemy. The entity that emerged from this gaping hole was far more powerful than the formidable Zuoqiu Yong, perhaps even many times more powerful!

“Qingwanglai! This is no coincidence! The Overseers of the God of Fortune had already prepared this contingency!” Li Huowang shouted the situation to his companions.

“Seeing that we've eliminated their infiltrator, they immediately moved to their next fallback plan!”

“Don't think you're the only clever ones! Just as we can enter others' Grand Manifestations, they can also enter ours! Be ready! They've already launched a major counterattack!”

Li Huowang was about to act immediately; no matter what these spectral entities were, since he had now achieved great success in cultivation, as long as they possessed a physical form, he could definitely deal with them.

Just as Li Huowang raised his hands, preparing to mend and seal all the holes, an old, hoarse cough echoed.

“Who’s there!” Li Huowang, body tensing, instantly looked to his left, where he saw an old beggar, holding a broken wooden bowl and leaning on a staff, standing shakily not far from him.

The old beggar's left leg was lame, making him limp when he walked. His clothes looked as if they hadn't been changed his entire life; they were too short to cover his body, resembling several tattered rags stitched together. His dark, wrinkled face was etched with the hardships of life.

Although the beggar looked no different from those in the capital city, Li Huowang knew he was certainly no ordinary old beggar. After all, Zuoqiu Yong was an Overseer who governed the Heavenly Dao of Growth. If an ordinary beggar stood in the presence of such a powerful being, his body couldn't possibly remain unaffected by bizarre growth.

When he saw the old beggar's eyes gradually bulge out and several strange, bluish-green flesh worms writhing within them, Li Huowang knew the old beggar's identity could only be one thing: an Overseer from the Heavenly Dao of Fortune! Another one!

Li Huowang glanced at the numerous holes on Zuoqiu Yong, then looked at the old beggar before him. “What? Did the Heavenly Dao of Fortune only send two of you?”

As he spoke, Li Huowang's vigilance reached its peak, as he continuously theorized what kind of attack the Overseer before him planned to use. Given that the opponent had easily defeated Zuoqiu Yong, and considering the bizarre Heavenly Daos governed by the Overseers of the Heavenly Dao of Fortune, he found it hard to imagine how earth-shattering their next attack would be. Even though he had achieved great success in cultivation now, he couldn't guarantee that he could necessarily deal with him.

“Don't be afraid, we're here,” Li Huowang's heart steadied slightly upon hearing Zhao Shuangdian and the others behind him.

Just then, the old beggar took a slight breath, a gurgling sound of thick phlegm emerging from his throat. “Two is enough,” he rasped.

With that, he shakily raised a hand and reached into his bosom, clearly preparing to launch an attack! Li Huowang couldn't let him get the first move. With a fierce glare, under his gaze, the old beggar's body began to crumble and decay; in an instant, the body was dead. However, death seemed to have no effect on the old beggar. Even with his head decaying, his body still moved. He used his last ounce of strength to deliver the object from his bosom to Li Huowang.

Facing the object, Li Huowang covered his face with his right hand and fearfully retreated several steps. However, there was no overflow of Heavenly Dao, no cataclysmic upheaval, not even the slightest sound. The opponent's attack was far more subtle than he had imagined. As the old beggar's last hand decayed into brittle bone and fell to the ground, the object it held tumbled and rolled to Li Huowang's feet.

“This is—”

“Don't look!” Although he didn't know whose voice had warned him, the warning came too late. Li Huowang had already seen the object. The attack from the Overseer of the Heavenly Dao of Fortune was neither terrifying nor a dangerous entity. It was simply an ordinary button from a woman's coat.

“A button... a button...” Li Huowang stared intently at the button, frozen in place. The button seemed to possess some sort of magic.

“What's wrong? Are you alright?” When Xuanpin, carrying his bone sword, rushed over with the others, they witnessed this bizarre scene.

Li Huowang couldn't hear the sounds around him; he simply stared blankly at the button. Around him, overlapping images began to tremble at high frequency. Suddenly, Li Huowang moved. He bent down and picked up the button from the ground. “I remember now,” he murmured, “this is a button from my mother's coat. She really liked that coat.”

As soon as he uttered those words, his pupils instantly constricted. Then, Li Huowang sharply looked up at the fractured sky. He remembered; he finally remembered. Back at Anchi Nunnery, he had once tried to discern which side was real and which was fake, and had deliberately hidden a button from his mother there. But when he returned, he hadn't found any button, which was why he had concluded that the real world was fake!

“If I really brought this button over from there back then, does that mean that world was real?”

“Wait a minute! That world? Which world is that world?!”

As this thought burst into Li Huowang's mind, all sorts of information and images flooded into his consciousness in an instant. He remembered; he finally remembered. Everything he had forgotten due to Yi Donglai's hypnosis, he now remembered completely!

“I'm not from here at all! I'm a transmigrator from the modern world!!”

With a 'snap', as if something had broken, Li Huowang, his pupils dilated, clutched his throbbing head and stumbled to the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the Seven Wheels within his body had reverted to Six Wheels, and the surrounding changes had disappeared.

“No! I can't retreat now! The Overseer of the Heavenly Dao of Fortune is right beside me! Without the Seven Wheels, I'm no match for him at all!”