Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage
Chapter 182 - 178: Three Divine Monkeys Join Forces to Slay a God

Chapter 182: Chapter 178: Three Divine Monkeys Join Forces to Slay a God

On the other side, Sun Wukong charged into the midst of the Thunder Department deities and was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep; with each swing of his staff, he pierced the void, and then, suddenly, the head of his rod would appear above their heads or in front of their chests. Two of them were too slow to react and were directly smashed into powder, their physical bodies and Primordial Spirits shattered together by a single blow.

"Sun Wukong, you’re so rampant, the Heavenly Court will not let you go!" Wen Zhong bellowed.

Wen Zhong, mad with rage, was of no help; instead, he took two blows from Wukong, breaking bones and snapping tendons all over his body. Wu Zhiqi then went up to throw two more punches, smashing Wen Zhong’s physical body to bits, forcing his Primordial Spirit to emerge. However, instead of fleeing, he chose to self-destruct!

"What a loyal dog!" Wukong said coldly.

He grabbed the flagpole of the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag and threw the sickle and axe. Two streaks of cold light fell, and as Wen Zhong’s Primordial Spirit rapidly expanded, a powerful will embodying the heart of countless beings descended, causing the Primordial Spirit to immediately faint. With a twist of the sickle, Wen Zhong was totally annihilated, ending up as a drawn cake.

Wu Zhiqi bared his teeth and said, "Many thanks, brother, for lending a hand!"

Wukong also laughed and said, "We’re all family here, no need for thanks."

Elsewhere, Sun Wukong, brandishing the Creation Heavenly Mechanism Staff, moved up and down with agility. He seamlessly utilized the total of one hundred and eight transformations embodied in the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, rendering the Thunder Department deities incapable of capturing him. Instead, they were caught off guard by his Transforming Embryo and Changing Shape move, which flashed him near them; with a raised fist, he struck, leaving them unconscious.

"I’ll assist you!" Wu Zhiqi yelled, entering the fray.

Just a moment ago, Wen Zhong and his comrades had driven him to desperation, with no escape in the heavens or on earth, and his heart was full of stifled rage. Now was the perfect time to strike back fiercely at these fallen foes! Wu Zhiqi burst forth from left to right, fingers flicking continuously, and one after another, Water Thunders were fired, blasting the Thunder Department deities into a bloody mess.

Wukong exhaled Samadhi True Fire and, assisted by the Hongmeng Purple Qi, devoted himself entirely to refining the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag.

The Plain Cloud Boundary Flag trembled incessantly, evidently summoned and attempting to return to the Queen Mother. However, Wukong applied many techniques, with both the World-Cleansing Dust Whisk and the Great Revolution Seal suppressing it. It was not easy for the flag to fly away. The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s Dharma Body also manifested, both hands forming the Treasure Wheel Seal, radiating boundlessly bright light, with a million rays of Buddha’s Light descending, and the chanting of mantras was unceasing.

"Prajna, Prajna, Jidi, Jidi, Prajna monk Jidi, Bodhisattva Moksha..." The Victorious Fighting Buddha was chanting the Heart Sutra as passed down by Zen Master Subhuti, imbued with boundless profound meaning.

The sickle and axe manifested again, both locking onto the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag, a massive revolutionary will pouring into it.

"Revolution of the heavens!" Wukong shouted softly as he pinched a spell, with the revolutionary will entering the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag, erasing its Divine Thoughts and Talisman.

"Hum!"

The Plain Cloud Boundary Flag shook violently and finally came to a halt, suspended quietly in the void. Wukong once again poured revolutionary will into it, completely refining the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag, though to have it perfectly rounded and compliant would still require some time, for it was cast from the blood, sweat, and tears of an ancient emperor.

Seeing Wen Zhong killed by Wukong, with half of the Thunder Department deities slain or injured and the entire army of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals decimated, Zhao Gongming, realizing he was the last man standing, thought to flee. But Long-Armed Ape Yuan Hong was a formidable opponent. Even though Zhao Gongming was a Sect Founder, he had been elevated through Elixir Pills, and dealing with such a seasoned ancient demon from Ancient times was proving difficult, putting him at a disadvantage.

Yuan Hong also possessed a Sect Founder’s skills; hence, Zhao Gongming couldn’t get the better of him. It was only because Yuan Hong’s Cultivation Level and Cultivation were not yet at the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal that Zhao Gongming might not have lasted even ten rounds.

"Treasure coins, go!" Zhao Gongming flicked his fingers, sending the treasure coins flying toward Yuan Hong’s Heaven-reaching Rod.

The Heaven-reaching Rod immediately flew towards Zhao Gongming, who showed delight as he reached out to grab it. However, once in his hand, his face changed dramatically, as if he had touched a poisonous snake. He staggered due to the weight of the rod, nearly tumbling from the sky! This Heaven-reaching Rod, through Yuan Hong’s 120,000 years of refinement, had become perfectly compliant, and it was extremely heavy—millions of pounds—and Zhao Gongming’s body couldn’t move it.

It was then Yuan Hong seized his chance, having seen Zhao Gongming struggle to catch the rod with the treasure coins, and played this cunning trick. Zhao Gongming fell for it, and Yuan Hong immediately spread his arms wide, gripping his fists. With a left Cannon Fist, he struck Zhao Gongming’s chest, sending him flying sideways, while his right Splitting Fist fell, but Zhao Gongming had already raised the Cornucopia. Yuan Hong’s punch landed on the Cornucopia, creating sparks, missing Zhao Gongming. Otherwise, that punch would have surely cracked his skull.

Spitting out a mouthful of old blood, Zhao Gongming tried to flee. But he was trapped in a net cast by the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, internally lamenting, "Damn it, I’ve caught myself in a trap. If I die here, there will be no place for me on the Deification Platform!"

The Thunder Department deities continued their grim struggle against the fierce onslaught from Wu Zhiqi and Sun Wukong, but defeat was imminent. If they dealt with the Thunder Department deities, he wouldn’t stand a chance of escape! At the moment, however, he had no means of escape under the heavenly net. Without Great Magical Power, it was impossible to tear it open.

Yuan Hong retrieved his Heaven-reaching Rod and continued to attack Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming raised the Cornucopia, chanting spells from his mouth. Yuan Hong felt his Heaven-reaching Rod tremble in his hand, as if it were being sucked away by the Cornucopia, but Yuan Hong, with his immense strength, kept a firm grip on the rod. With his right fist poised, he extended his arm tens of yards, aiming for Zhao Gongming’s forehead.

"How careless, I’ve been utterly careless!" Zhao Gongming cursed to himself.

As the God of Wealth, he possessed hardly any magical treasures, cursing himself for not having borrowed the Golden Jiao Scissors and the Primordial Golden Dou from the Three Xiao Goddesses before leaving. Otherwise, he would have definitely put up a fierce fight and not have been defeated so miserably.

"Kill!"

Yuan Hong bellowed, using every skill he had to fight Zhao Gongming. His fists created a massive wind, shattering the very fabric of the void with each blow. His fighting style was incredibly tricky, seemingly changing and unchanging at the same time. Having been tempered by the wars of ancient times, his punches carried an unparalleled lethal aura, unstoppable and relentless.

Suddenly, it was as though the rivers overturned and the seas overturned, with waves exploding and being blown away by the force of his punches, turning into droplets that could pierce through metal and shatter stone, surely able to blast a large hole in a boulder.

Zhao Gongming had no choice but to summon the Heavenly Gang Battle Aura to protect himself. As a result, his mana expenditure became even more severe.

"Beat the God of Wealth, become a tyrant!" Yuan Hong laughed loudly, spreading his arms to manipulate the cosmos and suddenly grabbed hold of Zhao Gongming’s Cornucopia.

Zhao Gongming’s face paled as the True Spirit within the Cornucopia was worn down by a mysterious force, almost taken away from him!

Yuan Hong let out a soft shout and punched the Cornucopia, causing the True Spirit Zhao Gongming had stored within to tremble violently. Then, with another punch, it shattered completely. Zhao Gongming’s face turned white; as the True Spirit within his magical treasure broke, it affected his very foundation. His Primordial Spirit dimmed, his Three Flowers and Five Qi became disordered, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"Ah da!" With a strange cry, Yuan Hong struck Zhao Gongming on the waist with his rod, causing the flesh there to become a bloody blur, revealing ghastly white bones.

As Zhao Gongming struggled to get up, with his back wound not yet healed, Yuan Hong struck down with his rod again!

"Crack!"

This blow caused a burst of blood to explode from Zhao Gongming’s shoulder, shattering his bones into fine powder.

"Ah da!"

"Ah da!"

"Ah da!"

...

The eerie cries of Yuan Hong were followed by the dull thuds of his iron rod striking flesh. After about a dozen blows, Zhao Gongming had turned into a blood gourd, gasping more than breathing out. On the brink of death, his Three Flowers were nearly extinguished, his Five Qi completely vanished, and his Primordial Spirit was badly damaged.

"Ah da!" Yuan Hong cried out again, and as his rod came down, a loud shout was heard: "Demon monkey, halt! Do not harm my brother!"

A streak of golden light fell, transforming into a flood dragon that opened its mouth to bite.

Yuan Hong was startled and clenched his fist, punching upwards, which made the dragon tremble, but also caused a burst of blood on his own arm, the flesh blasted open. He was secretly shocked by the power of the magical treasure—his full force blow not having penetrated it and instead injuring himself! Yet even as these thoughts flashed through his mind, he did not stop his movements and quickly sent a Divine Thunder Talisman towards Zhao Gongming.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous noise, Zhao Gongming was blown to pieces, both his body and Primordial Spirit, evaporating into nothingness.

After ascending the Deification Platform, who would have thought that even tens of thousands of years later, one could not escape this deadly calamity!

"Brother!" With the death of Zhao Gongming, after a moment of silence, three sorrowful screams were heard.

Yuan Hong slung his rod over his shoulder, collected Zhao Gongming’s fallen money and Cornucopia, and grinned, showing his teeth: "Having killed the God of Wealth, now I am the tyrant!"

"Demon monkey, you’ve killed my brother, I will never stop until you are dead!" cried Bi Xiao Goddess.

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