Clad in golden armor, his figure was tall and straight, a red cape fluttering in the wind, and two phoenix wings cocked towards the sky. The golden fur on his body drifted slightly with the breeze. Though his face bore the features of a monkey and his mouth those of a deity of thunder, his appearance possessed a distinct charm. His eyes, indifferent, seed as if nothing in this world could capture his attention.
Standing before the golden palanquin, Liu Ruolai looked up and saw the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s proud stance. She couldn’t help but open her mouth wide, and subconsciously glanced towards Sun Wukong, who was fervently fighting Xiang Yu.
"Am I seeing things?"
Liu Ruolai muttered to herself, how could there be two Sun Wukongs?
Bai Ze and Zhuge Liang also sensed that sothing was amiss, and followed her gaze upwards, revealing expressions as if they had seen a ghost the next second.
"Is that..."
Zhu Bajie, who was fighting in the distance, looked above Qin Jun’s head and showed an expression of disbelief. Tang Sanzang and Sha Wujing also widened their eyes in surprise.
More and more people took notice of the appearance of the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and of course, Qin Jun did as well.
"My Victorious Fighting Buddha, next, I need you to subdue Supre Heaven Great Sage Sun Wukong!"
Qin Jun said with a smile, his expression as serene as if he were discussing sothing insignificant.
Victorious Fighting Buddha!
Ssst—
Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie, Yang Jian, Sha Wujing, Nezha, Li Jing, the Nine-headed Insect, and all other gods and demons who had mories of their past lives drew a sharp breath.
They certainly knew who the Victorious Fighting Buddha was.
The title achieved by Sun Wukong after the journey to the West, the Victorious Fighting Buddha!
A life of battle, with ceaseless passion!
"Supre Heaven Great Sage?" Victorious Fighting Buddha murmured to himself. His gaze first turned towards the Tathāgata entangled with Xing Tian in the distance, the two Tathāgatas fighting Kua Fu, and finally settled on Sun Wukong battling on the ground.
Sun Wukong, clad in iron armor and covered in black, swung his golden cudgel like a fierce demon, causing Victorious Fighting Buddha to frown.
The awe-inspiring presence of the Victorious Fighting Buddha imdiately made him the focus of the heaven and earth.
Sun Wukong, who was locked in a fierce battle with Xiang Yu, seed to have a telepathic sense and subconsciously looked up at the Victorious Fighting Buddha. Their gazes collided in the void, making Sun Wukong’s mind wander for a mont. Xiang Yu, paying no heed to this, swung the Domineering Star Halberd directly at Sun Wukong, striking his breastplate and sending him flying, traveling thousands of ters and unwittingly slaying countless soldiers along his path.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha watched with even deeper furrowed brows. Although he didn’t recognize Xiang Yu, he was quite averse to the current Sun Wukong.
"Played like a fiddle once again, huh?"
Victorious Fighting Buddha murmured, his gaze once more turned towards the distant Tathāgata.
At that mont, the Tathāgata unleashed earth-shattering combat power, launching successive palm strikes, with one golden palm after another descending, hitting Xing Tian even with his shield raised, rendering him incapable of counterattacking.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The entire Mount ru had turned into ruins, and a dust fog rose to cover the sky, completely obscuring Xing Tian’s figure.
Qin Jun watched with furrowed brows. Was Tathāgata really severely injured?
Why so ferocious?
The Victorious Fighting Buddha remained composed, flying slowly downward.
The greatest difference between him and Sun Wukong during the Supre Heaven era was his personality. He had discarded his sharpness and beca more mature.
Of course, so might question whether a Sun Wukong without his unruliness was still Sun Wukong?
But people grow up. Everyone wants to be unrestrained, until after going through hardships, they mature and understand that the world has never belonged to a single person.
Sun Wukong, after his five hundred years of suppression and the journey to the West, understood this point very well.
During the Havoc in Heaven, he seed high-spirited and unstoppable, but once he embarked on the journey westward, he realized that he could not dominate the universe, not even his own fate.
After becoming the Victorious Fighting Buddha, he seldom engaged in strife, devoted himself to cultivation, beca indifferent to worldly affairs, and had long since undergone a profound transformation.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha, specifically summoned by the system, knew his mission and was unable to refuse Qin Jun’s commands, without even questioning them.
Upon seeing another Sun Wukong fall into a frenzied, demoniac state, the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s instincts repelled him.
"Xiang Yu, co back!"
Qin Jun shouted loudly. Sun Wukong had also reached the early stage of Daluo Immortal Realm, and Xiang Yu was no match for him, so it was better to let the Victorious Fighting Buddha handle it.
Although Xiang Yu was reluctant, seeing the Victorious Fighting Buddha slowly approaching, he had no choice but to leap into the air and attack the strong beings of the Corpse Emperor Palace.
He was secretly shocked. How could there be two Sun Wukongs?
He had never seen Sun Wukong before but could hear the exclamation of others, recognizing that this monkey was also Sun Wukong, whose image as Victorious Fighting Buddha seed more divine than Sun Wukong in his iron armor at this mont.
"Goodness... are the true and false Monkey Kings about to perform once again?" Zhu Bajie muttered in confusion, but looking at the Victorious Fighting Buddha, he inexplicably felt a sense of security.
On the westward journey, it seed that the elder brother who always walked at the forefront had returned.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha moved through the battlefield, and when the corpse slaves lunged at him, they didn’t even touch him before being shattered into ash and scattered by the wind.
From the beginning to the end, his gaze was fixed on Sun Wukong.
In the distance, Sun Wukong stood among the rubble, also looking up at him, his eyes violent and murderous yet with a hint of bewildernt. Unexpectedly, he didn’t act, but waited for the arrival of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
In the ruins thirty thousand ters from Sun Wukong, Xu Chongsheng slowly stood up; he had actually co back to life. However, because he had been sliced in half by Xing Tian, his aura was much weakened, and his complexion looked terrible.
"Damn it..."
Xu Chongsheng clenched his teeth, surprised that he had been carelessly halved by Xing Tian, fortunately, he wasn’t truly alive.
Looking at the battle shaking the entire battlefield in the distance, he couldn’t help but feel a chill, astonished at Tathāgata’s strength.
The relentless golden palms fell like a storm, not giving Xing Tian a mont to breathe. The expressionless Tathāgata appeared cold and rciless at this mont, sending shivers through those who saw.
"Scram—"
Xing Tian’s furious roar suddenly erupted, Axe Energy sweeping across in all directions, dispersing the dusty sky and smashing through the golden palms with unstoppable force, followed by a sudden increase in Xing Tian’s size, his axe and shield also growing, making him look like a standing giant.
His black hair twisted in the air like Sea Dragons, Xing Tian truly transforming into a God and Demon.
The Tathāgata’s complexion changed slightly, realizing that although Xing Tian was at the peak of Daluo Immortal Realm, he possessed a power that went beyond it.
Elsewhere, under the joint assault by Hou Yi and Kua Fu, the two Tathāgata split bodies were eventually destroyed and dissipated into specks of starlight in the void.
"Attack, kill Tathāgata, and this battle will determine the Universe!"
Hou Yi let out a low cry, drawing the Shooting Sun God Bow and aiming at Tathāgata.
Kua Fu did not hesitate and imdiately rushed towards Tathāgata.
However, Xu Chongsheng leapt forward, blocking Kua Fu’s path, and with a gesture, space tore open above his head. A huge, ghostly white bone claw roared out like a mountain range, directly seizing Kua Fu’s neck. The current Kua Fu was tens of thousands of feet tall, his neck alone at least a hundred feet thick, but it was still grasped by the bone claw, indicating its massive size.
"It’s you again!"
Fury was uncontainable in Kua Fu. This guy was still not dead!
He imdiately raised his palm to strike Xu Chongsheng, intending to crush him with a single blow.
anwhile, the Victorious Fighting Buddha had already reached Sun Wukong. They were less than ten ters apart, eye to eye. The Victorious Fighting Buddha wore an indifferent expression, while Sun Wukong’s eyes were fierce.
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