Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage
Chapter 180 - 176: Gods of the Thunder Department Subdue the Demon Monkey

Chapter 180: Chapter 176: Gods of the Thunder Department Subdue the Demon Monkey

What a chilling scene it was, and how did it manifest?

It was exactly this, "Bright red spear tassels flickered, and a cold, severe killing aura obscured the heavens. Spears, swords, and halberds sparked with fire, and the eyes of various gods shone like lamps. They only regretted not being able to kill until the bones were exposed to the blue sky, and only then did they sound the gongs to withdraw the troops."

"Demon Wu Zhiqi, come out and meet your death. I am the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Court’s Western-most Gou Chen, under the decree of the Jade Emperor to take your life!" Wen Zhong’s mana surged, and he bellowed with a voice like thunder shaking, causing the seawater to churn continuously, turning the South Sea Dragon Palace into a tumultuous sea.

Wu Zhiqi was inside, drinking and eating meat. After being trapped for so many years, he almost felt tasteless, and now that he was out, how could he not enjoy himself first? Little did he know, before he could even finish a few cups of wine or eat a couple of good pieces of beef, someone was already calling him out to battle—utterly infuriating!

"Damn it, which idiot is disturbing me again!" Wu Zhiqi cursed, grabbing the iron rod beside him.

In the South Sea Dragon Palace, everywhere lay the bodies of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Those with higher cultivation levels were directly eaten by Wu Zhiqi; truly ferocious to the extreme! Wu Zhiqi’s single swing of his rod left seven to eight out of ten of the palace’s million-strong marine force dead. The survivors either fled or hid, never daring to show themselves again.

Wu Zhiqi, having been suppressed by Da Yu for tens of thousands of years, was extremely irritable. Now hearing Wen Zhong call out to battle, he wanted to rush out and leave no piece of armor behind!

"What dog fart Western Gou Chen crap? I’ll send you to heaven with one swing of my rod!" Wu Zhiqi came out of the water, and his iron rod extended hundreds of yards in one strike, aiming to kill Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong cursed inwardly. This monkey had no sense of propriety. Laozi calls for a challenge, and you don’t even respond, just start fighting? Have you no shame? Wu Zhiqi, of course, knew none of these rules. He had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years; if not for him cursing at the Sage King Da Yu every day, he probably wouldn’t even be able to speak clearly.

Wen Zhong roared, and surrounding him, the twenty-four guardians of the Thunder Department all summoned their magical treasures. Thunder roared immediately. A huge bolt struck Wu Zhiqi’s Fine Gold Iron Rod, the electricity travelling down the rod to Wu Zhiqi, making his whole body numb. His eyes turned white, nearly causing him to faint and froth at the mouth.

"This fellow’s experience in combat is a bit weak, suffering a big loss right off the bat," Wukong shook his head helplessly.

"Indeed, he is lacking quite a bit. But then again, being suppressed by Da Yu for tens of thousands of years, when would he have had the chance to combat others?" Yuan Hong said.

Yuan Hong, who had been trapped in the Mountains and Rivers Map for a hundred thousand years and had mastered the staff technique to perfection, almost becoming the ancestor of staff masters. Alone, he could innovate because he had experienced countless battles in Ancient Times; his combat experience was exceedingly rich. If Wu Zhiqi were to be confined for another hundred thousand years, he feared he would still be at the same level.

Wukong said, "He’s quite clever, though. Having suffered once, he won’t make the same mistake a second time. Fortunately, his body is robust, so suffering once doesn’t really matter."

Struck by the formidable lightning, Wu Zhiqi staggered. Wen Zhong lightly shouted and lunged with the Thunder God Whip, a whip descending crackling with a cabbage-thick bolt of lightning, striking straight at Wu Zhiqi’s head! Wu Zhiqi, fond of water, but water conducts electricity, was thus at a disadvantage with his innate divine ability. Inwardly furious, he only had one Fine Gold Iron Rod, which conducted electricity. How was he supposed to fight this congregation of thunder god?

As the Thunder God Whip descended with all the might of the thunder, Wu Zhiqi dared not intercept it and had to rely on his movement technique to evade, thrusting his iron rod towards Wen Zhong’s chest.

"Boom!"

All twenty-four Guardians of the Thunder Department simultaneously exerted their force, deploying spells. Thunder fell, enveloping the entire expanse of space, striking into the seawater and electrocuting countless fish and shrimp, sending up a burnt smell mixed with the stench of the sea, which was very uncomfortable to smell.

Watching this, Yuan Hong remarked, "Wen Zhong’s abilities are not that impressive, relying on the twenty-four guardians of the Thunder Department arrayed in formation to make him difficult to deal with!"

Wukong nodded and laughed, "Wen Zhong’s abilities are indeed not up to par. A few years back, when the Jade Emperor encircled Indra for the kill, because Indra had the Five Elements Cauldron protecting him, even twenty-four guardians of the Thunder Department couldn’t do much, and he held out until Tathagata came to his rescue."

As they spoke, Wu Zhiqi stirred up the seawater, transforming it into a giant dragon, soaring into the sky, dancing the heavens, and spewing huge water thunders, confronting the surrounding massive thunderbolts. Yet, the twenty-four Guardians of the Thunder Department, not being simpletons and having devoured the Heavenly Jade Emperor’s treasures daily, had their mana greatly increased. All twenty-four had broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, naturally enhancing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thunder Great Formation’s power by dozens of times, and with thunder overcoming water, although Wu Zhiqi’s cultivation was high, he was still quite stifled.

"Wu Zhiqi, you demon who wreaked havoc in the Mortal World during Ancient Times, causing great floods, the Sage King Da Yu, generous at heart, did not take your life but merely suppressed you. Yet you remain so ignorant, causing trouble once freed and even occupying the South Sea Dragon Palace! Surrender at once, and I promise you life. With your abilities, you might even secure a position in the Heavenly Court!" Wen Zhong coldly shouted, the Heavenly Court’s people seemingly never forgetting to offer surrender.

Wu Zhiqi cursed, "You big Gou Chen crap, even offering me a position, I wouldn’t take it!"

Wen Zhong’s expression turned even colder, his heart burning with rage. With a pinch of a spell, the plain-colored Cloud Realm Banner descended, aiming to wrap around Wu Zhiqi.

With a loud roar, Wu Zhiqi’s body expanded a hundred zhang, striking the plain-colored Cloud Realm Banner with his rod, causing the banner to tremble but still it descended, attempting to wrap him up! Wu Zhiqi was also a penniless ghost, possessing only an iron rod without any powerful magical treasures. Although he was surrounded by vast seas that could aid him, thunder restrains water, and he was at a disadvantage due to the heavenly soldiers and generals setting up an inescapable net earlier, forming the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thunder Great Formation with the twenty-four gods of the Thunder Department.

"Poof!" Wu Zhiqi let out a light shout from his mouth, snapping his fingers and releasing hundreds of water thunders onto the plain-colored Cloud Realm Banner.

"Rumble!"

The water thunders exploded but failed to affect the plain-colored Cloud Realm Banner; they only blasted it hundreds of zhang away. Wen Zhong, fingers like a sword, pointed at Wu Zhiqi, and then the plain-colored Cloud Realm Banner flew towards him again.

Just at that moment, Zhao Gongming, lifting the Cornucopia, pinched a spell in his hand and shouted lightly, sending the Cornucopia flying towards Wu Zhiqi. Unaware of the power of this magical treasure, Wu Zhiqi thought it was some kind of hidden weapon aimed at him, so he swung his iron rod at it.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out as the rod was knocked from Wu Zhiqi’s hand by the Cornucopia, winding up in Zhao Gongming’s hand.

Zhao Gongming caught the rod, his body sinking slightly, almost falling from the sky as he cursed inwardly, "Damn, this iron rod must weigh around two to three hundred thousand catties! That was close, I nearly embarrassed myself!"

With his rod taken away, Wu Zhiqi was stunned for a moment, and Wen Zhong seized the chance to whip him on the head!

"Bang!"

The whip landed solidly, opening a wound on Wu Zhiqi’s head and bursting out blood. The power of thunder and lightning entered his body, causing Wu Zhiqi’s whole body to go numb, foaming at the mouth as he fell from the sky, caught by the net and unable to escape into the sea.

Yuan Hong said, "Are we going to make a move? If we don’t do it now, it might be too late."

Wukong replied, "Keep your cool! Wu Zhiqi’s physical body is formidable, he won’t fall from just this. Let him keep wearing down Wen Zhong and the twenty-four gods of Thunder Department’s Mana. In a while, I’ll split off the Monkey King to slay these heavenly soldiers and generals, overturn the lives of the gods of the Thunder Department with the Great Revolution Seal, and fetch that plain-colored Cloud Realm Banner for you to slay Zhao Gongming! Be mindful, Zhao Gongming’s Cornucopia and that magical money are formidable; be sure not to let them capture your Heaven-reaching Rod."

Yuan Hong bared his teeth in a grin, "Zhao Gongming’s physical body is weak; he couldn’t even handle Wu Zhiqi’s iron rod. My Heaven-reaching Rod must weigh at least one million catties, if he captures that, it’ll only be a burden to him."

The twenty-four gods of the Thunder Department exerted their power simultaneously, and thunder and lightning fell, transforming into furious dragons wrapping around Wu Zhiqi. This time, the electric shock was so severe that Wu Zhiqi’s Primordial Spirit began to go numb, nearly losing consciousness. Fortunately, his physical body was strong, and he endured the pain momentarily, breaking free and launching water thunders that exploded right on the heads of those thunder dragons, scattering them alive.

At this moment, Wen Zhong rushed forward, whipping at Wu Zhiqi’s chest.

Without his iron rod, Wu Zhiqi was at a disadvantage, forced to dodge repeatedly as Wen Zhong cornered him, leaving no way out either in the sky or on the ground.

"Rumble!"

Wu Zhiqi spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, his Mana churning as the sea waves surged up, reaching thousands of zhang high, as if to drown the entire heaven and earth, crushing towards the gods of the Thunder Department and Wen Zhong.

Wukong’s eyes flashed with golden light as he exclaimed, "Strike now!"

What will become of Wu Zhiqi’s life, tune in next time to find out. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)