881: Chapter 290: Mind-controlling Spell_3 881: Chapter 290: Mind-controlling Spell_3 “Traitor, if I didn’t know you were controlled by the Mind-controlling Spell, I would have killed you already.”
Haotian God’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam.
“You can’t kill anyone.”
A cold snort sounded, a vast purple aura spread three thousand miles.
The Starry River erged, and the Great Emperor Ziwei arrived, surrounded by the cosmic stars.
His starlight was vast; he was the Master of Stars, ruling over the endless cosmos.
Terrifying mana erupted from his body, pressing down on Haotian God.
Haotian God’s eyes were as sharp as a torch.
He looked indifferently at the Great Emperor Ziwei and said contemptuously, “A treacherous minister dares to strike against his forr master?”
He struck with one hand, aiming to tear apart the stars.
However, the cosmic stars created by the Great Emperor Ziwei were unexpectedly solid and incredibly powerful.
Although Haotian God’s strike made the stars tremble, it did not destroy them.
The endless starry sky continued to press down.
“Interesting.”
Haotian God showed a surprised expression, but his face still displayed disdain.
The surprise was because the Great Emperor Ziwei had actually reached this stage.
His strength had already surpassed most Supres.
As for disdain, it was because even with such strength, the Great Emperor Ziwei was not his match.
The only reason they could fight was that Haotian God was rely a clone.
If his real body were present, he could easily suppress the Great Emperor Ziwei.
“Boom.”
Haotian God struck, his hand forming a knife, slicing diagonally down.
At this mont, the Great Universe was split apart as if during the Creation of Heaven and Earth.
The endless starry sky was cleaved, and Haotian God rushed out.
Divine skills appeared between his fingers, a golden lion materialized, with Buddhist and Daoist auras surging, charging at the Great Emperor Ziwei.
Utilizing Buddhist divine skills, Haotian God attacked the Great Emperor Ziwei with such skills.
He had once transford into Patriarch Bodhi, mastering the Dharma of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism.
Now utilizing Buddhist Dharma, its might was unstoppable.
Even the Great Emperor Ziwei dared not be the slightest bit careless.
He showed a slightly serious expression, his vast purple aura transforming into a ferocious tiger, charging forward.
The ferocious tiger roared, more imposing than the golden lion.
The two beasts fought like real wild animals.
In a short while, the victor was decided.
The golden lion was bitten to death by the purple ferocious tiger, and then the purple tiger charged at Haotian God.
Haotian God’s figure beca slightly illusory, sowhat surprised that the Great Emperor Ziwei could fight him to this extent.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed the purple tiger by its neck and crushed it directly.
The Great Emperor Ziwei didn’t mind, he smiled lightly and said, “Your golden lion will never defeat my tiger, just as you are destined to lose to .”
Hearing the Great Emperor Ziwei’s words, Haotian God sneered.
He said indifferently, “My enemies have never been you.
My enemies are higher up; in my eyes, you are just an annoying fly, unworthy of being my enemy.”
Haotian God expressed extre disdain towards the Great Emperor Ziwei.
He even felt the Great Emperor Ziwei was unworthy of being his enemy.
The Great Emperor Ziwei’s eyes narrowed slightly, his face darkened.
Sun Wukong walked over, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Great Emperor Ziwei, his Jingu Bang pointed at Haotian God.
“You speak so grandly, go find your stronger enemies, what’s the use of blustering in front of us?
When you see Elder Lord and the others, don’t you run faster than a rabbit?”
The Great Emperor Ziwei couldn’t help but laugh.
It seed true; he had indeed been a bit disheartened by Haotian God’s words earlier.
Now hearing Sun Wukong’s words, thinking it over, he found Sun Wukong’s argunts made sense.
If Haotian God was really that powerful, he should go directly to Elder Lord, boasting here had no use.
The so-called higher enemies were just Elder Lord and the others.
Haotian God was stung, suggesting he go find Elder Lord and the others now would an he was tired of living.
Facing Sun Wukong’s words, he couldn’t refute, making him snort coldly.
“Heh, can’t you keep bragging?
Keep it up.”
Sun Wukong looked disdainful.
Haotian God’s eyes were like torches, staring at Sun Wukong as if he wanted to kill him.
Clearly, he was angered by Sun Wukong’s words.
“Ignorant fools, you know nothing.
Sharing the Heavenly Court with the Three Pure Ones is akin to seeking skin from a tiger.
The Three Pure Ones are not as benevolent as you think.”
Haotian God sneered.
His figure grew more illusory, clearly, this Dharma Body could not last much longer.
Sun Wukong and the others didn’t continue to attack.
The opponent couldn’t hold out by himself, no need to risk it.
No one knew if Haotian God had more tricks up his sleeve.
If a last move caught them off guard, there’d be no ti to cry later.
Fighting a transient clone wasn’t worth it.
Haotian God glanced at Sun Wukong and the others, a faint smile on his lips.
“You surely don’t believe my words, and I don’t expect you to.
One day, you’ll understand.
The Three Pure Ones, the Three Realms, are rely products of certain people’s ambitions.”
After speaking, Haotian God’s body completely vanished.
Clearly, the mana of the clone was exhausted; being not his real body, it couldn’t last.
At this mont, the Great Emperor Ziwei’s gaze fell on Sun Juekong.
“Is this your little junior brother?”
The Great Emperor Ziwei asked smilingly.
“Controlled by my Mind-controlling Spell, he is definitely one of us now.
He knows many things.
I plan to have him tell you.
Then we can form a strategy considering the situation of the Three Realms and the Heavenly Court, to decide what to do in the future.”
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