Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage
Chapter 353 - 329: Why Have Yu If There’s Liang

Chapter 353: Chapter 329: Why Have Yu If There’s Liang

But then Wukong, having nearly reached the realm of Semi-Supreme, astonishingly compelled the Creation Supreme to intervene. The Creation Immortal King and the Creation Great Emperor clashed across the vast emptiness, finally ending in a draw, though the Creation Immortal King did suffer a slight setback.

Here, Wukong, having achieved the realm close to the Supreme, with fierce might soaring to the heavens, was about to start slaughtering!

"Intelligent Stone Monkey, your teachings are too overbearing, simply like a tyrant! I’d rather die than comply!"

"We are all Great Dao Sages, and yet you still act so arrogantly. Although you are a Semi-Supreme, the more than one hundred of us are enough to make you pay a price!"

"Kill! Kill this arrogant fellow."

Wukong wasted no more words, clasped his hands to form a Dharma Seal, and declared, "Four Great Protectors, Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons, Twelve Pagodas! Lay down butcher knife, become a Buddha on the spot, but if you persist, fall into the Eighteen Levels of Hell!"

At that moment, the Four Protector Heavenly Kings and the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons retracted and formed a grand array, the Pagoda Grand Array comprising Twelve Pagodas.

Wukong, holding the Thirty-Three Heavens Divine Artifact in his left hand and the Creation Heavenly Mechanism Staff in his right, his green Dao robe flapping, appeared imposing and formidable.

Immortal Yang Mei, who was irreconcilably opposed to Wukong, was naturally the first to attack; he transformed a willow tree into a giant ten thousand zhang tall, which swooped down thunderously.

"Great Might Heavenly Dragon, let strength bear witness to the Dao!"

Wukong gave a light shout, and his essence, qi, and spirit surged out like a vast sea of smoke, containing the Creation Laws, and transformed into a Great Might Heavenly Dragon, stepping on a giant dragon and a White Elephant. He performed a Herculean lift, thrust his hands upwards, and directly caught the ten thousand zhang willow tree’s bombardment! Then, he kicked, like a shocking dragon racing through the river, landing on the giant willow, fiercely sending it flying.

"Thinking of fleeing?" A flash of cold light appeared in Wukong’s eyes as he pushed the Twelve Pagodas array above Immortal Yang Mei’s head.

The formation of the Twelve Fearsome Great Dao Sages was utterly terrifying; numerous Sanskrit symbols floated down from the Twelve Pagodas like snowflakes, each symbol possessing infinite power, Great Wisdom, Great Compassion, Great Punishment, Great Slaughter!

"Compassion and slaughter coexist!" Wukong slowly said.

More than a hundred Great Dao Sages started attacking, but in Wukong’s eyes, there was no need to fear; one could never know how powerful it was without achieving the realm of Semi-Supreme! Now having achieved the realm of Semi-Supreme, Wukong felt he could shatter the space of the Creation World into smithereens with just a flick of his hand, and the power of those "Great" Dao Techniques had increased many times over. With every move, waves of Creation Laws swirled around him, causing the mountains to crumble and the earth to split.

Immortal Yang Mei was trapped within the Twelve Pagodas, and despite deploying many methods, he still couldn’t break through the grand array. With no other option, the entire plain of the celestial punishment exuded an aura of destruction; his mana was suppressed, while the Four Protector Heavenly Kings fought like they were back in their element, growing stronger as the battle raged on, Yang Mei stood no chance in this depletion and augmentation situation.

"Kill!"

The hundred-plus Great Dao Sages charged fiercely. Wukong formed a Great Dharma Seal, transforming it into a huge palm that suddenly descended.

This palm bore a resemblance to the Creation Immortal King striking down across the boundless emptiness,

Wukong’s robe vibrated, blocking most of the Great Dao Sages’ Dao Techniques, but they triumphed in numbers, and their power was long-standing and incessant, bombarding wave after wave. Furthermore, innumerable Magical Treasures soared up, big bells, Treasure Pagodas, Divine Swords, War Spears...like locusts, like drizzle, densely packed.

"Great Yin Yang Technique, Return to the Origin!" Wukong formed a style in the Great Yin Yang Technique and cast it out, turning into a huge Tai Chi Diagram where Yin and Yang met, playing with each other like two fish.

This wave of Magical Treasures coming down was all enveloped by the Tai Chi Diagram, then transformed into the power of the origin, into creation, swirling slightly.

"Go!"

Wukong flicked his finger, and this power of creation became very gentle, all of it channeled by him into the brow of Xuan Ming.

"Good, since you have no repentance, lay down the butcher knife. Then this venerable self will also not hold back! Wrathful Vajra!" A huge Buddha appeared behind Wukong, transforming into a Wrathful Vajra. Karmic Fire boiled over, and glass-like pure fire fell piece by piece from the sky.

"Ah!!!"

About ten Great Dao Sages came into contact with the glass-like pure fire, hastily urging various Water System Methods, but the glass-like pure fire was too domineering, controlled only by the highest god of the Buddhist Sect, the Turning Wheel Sage King! Glass, representing transparency and cleanliness, and pure fire naturally meant to purify all existence, to cleanse all dirt from the world.

Glazed Cleansing Flame, when combined, becomes a crystal-clear flame that purifies everything. Even if water touches this flame, it will catch fire! It does not matter whether it’s Heavy Water, Weak Water, or Sunflower Essence; they all burn.

"What kind of flame is this, so domineering! Even the Sunflower Essence can’t extinguish it!" A Great Dao Sage tried to use the Sunflower Essence to cleanse the flame, but instead, the Glazed Cleansing Flame burned even more intensely. The flames boiled and enveloped him, and even his Primordial Spirit Thoughts couldn’t escape from his body.

Eighteen Great Dao Sages were burnt to ashes by the Glazed Cleansing Flame in the blink of an eye. Countless fragments of Great Dao Laws fell down, collected by Wukong into the Posa Greater World, for the practice of Heavenly Dao Saints. Absorbing these fragments of the Great Dao Laws, they would soon reach the realm of the Great Dao Sages.

"Pfft!"

Immortal Yang Mei was struck by the Twelve Towers and sent flying backward, his body drenched in blood, bleeding from every orifice.

"Twelve Towers, suppress Heaven and Earth!" Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons and the Four Protector Heavenly Kings, a total of twelve Great Dao Sages formed a grand Buddhist formation. Each of them was a powerful existence. Now, united, they could only be stopped by beings at the Semi-Supreme level, and even Immortal Yang Mei was no match.

Immortal Yang Mei was truly disheartened. He dominated the Chaotic World, unchallenged under Heaven, even fooling the Creation Supreme. Having lived for one hundred million years, aside from a great loss under the Creation Supreme, he had never suffered such a defeat! But since encountering Wukong, he had been suffering constant losses. Thinking about it now enraged him to the point of fury, feeling oppressed in his chest.

It was also because the Creation Supreme considered Immortal Yang Mei just an ant, struck him down through a breach in the spacetime passage. The blow killed most of his Primordial Spirit Thoughts, leaving only a few hiding elsewhere. He hadn’t expected Yang Mei to be so cunning; had he recalculated, even if Yang Mei’s skills reached the heavens, he would have to die.

"Cursed! One hundred million years! Who else has made me, the ancestor, suffer losses in these one hundred million years aside from a great loss to the Creation Immortal King? Cursed! I am infuriated, infuriated indeed!!!" Immortal Yang Mei was severely wounded, and with his anger, continued vomiting blood; his Primordial Spirit Thoughts started to collapse.

Demon Subduing shouted loudly: "Yang Mei the old! It’s your own doing and cannot live; Heaven’s calamities can be reasoned with. You seized the luck, devoured others, and roamed freely for one hundred million years; today we will make you face the great retribution, the great causality!"

Immortal Yang Mei’s heart grew increasingly angry, thinking to himself: "I have dominated the Chaotic World, aside from the Creation Immortal King, no one could make me suffer such a loss! Is this Sun Wukong truly my nemesis? Ever since I met him, I have been consistently suffering, constantly schemed against by this person. Could it be that my fortune, which rivals Heaven-Defying, is inferior to his? Now in the Creation World, having achieved such a realm, yet still suppressed by him, why is this? Why is this? It infuriates me, infuriates me! That Creation Fruit was originally mine, how could he have snatched it away! I cannot accept this, cannot accept this!!!"

Immortal Yang Mei grew increasingly angry, his face turning crimson, spewing another mouthful of fresh blood, all his liver shattered from anger.

Is this not a great enmity?

Calculating, it indeed was significant; he, Immortal Yang Mei, already possessed mighty fortune and was invincible under Heaven, yet he continually suffered setbacks, and now he was even about to lose his life? How could he not hate Wukong?

"Great Curse Technique! Sun Wukong, I curse you to be abandoned by Creation, and face opposition from the world!!!"

Immortal Yang Mei shouted loudly, casting the Great Curse Technique. His Primordial Spirit Thoughts started to fracture, his Dao heart shattered, driven to breaking by Wukong!

In previous times, Zhou Yu was severely injured, and his Primordial Spirit Thoughts were unstable. Zhuge Liang, with his clever tongue, confronted scholars during the alliance against Cao. None of the Confucian masters could surpass him, demonstrating his incredible eloquence. Moreover, Zhou Yu constantly suffered under Zhuge Kongming, so much that he, overwhelmed with grief, eventually cried out, "If you were born Yu, why born Liang?" and then his Primordial Spirit Thoughts shattered, and he died from anger.

Imagine that, Zhou Yu, too, was like Immortal Yang Mei, once smooth-sailing, spirited, with a fan and silk scarf, pointing at landscapes, famous in Eastern Wu as a talented youth, a grand commander at a young age with great authority but often frustrated in front of Zhuge. Looking at Zhuge, however, he seemed like a rustic villager, lowly and despised, but step by step he reached the peak, somewhat similar to Wukong, born in humble origins, yet achieving a lot.

Immortal Yang Mei undoubtedly was like a version of Zhou Yu, with Wukong playing the role of Zhuge Liang.

At that moment, Immortal Yang Mei, overcome by anger, cast this Great Curse Technique, and actually died of rage, his Primordial Spirit Thoughts collapsing under the wrath, his Dao heart shattered.

"Given birth to Yu, why to Liang!" Immortal Yang Mei also couldn’t help but roar out these words, then fell backward, dead from fury.

"Retrieve!" The Twelve Towers began to collect the corpse of Immortal Yang Mei. His body was crafted from the Willow Tree and had already merged with the magical treasure into the mysterious realm of unity with Heaven and Earth. This Willow Tree was also a Great Dao Divine Artifact, and with further consecration, its power was sure to rise to the next level.

Meanwhile, the Great Curse Technique launched by Immortal Yang Mei surged toward Wukong, who was not afraid at all; the Buddha’s Great Compassion Technique neatly countered the Great Curse Technique.

"Great Compassion Technique, transform and cleanse the curse, all resentments, vanish like smoke!" With Wukong’s Great Compassion Technique, the Great Curse Technique immediately vanished, turning into mist.

By then the Glazed Cleansing Flame had already killed more than twenty people, with others desperately dodging its attack; the scene was chaotic.

Wukong said, "Xuan Ming, with my Great Magical Power, I have controlled these people. Since they are unwilling to put down the butcher’s knife, you should send them into the Eighteen Levels of Hell! After killing these people, your Great Slaughter Technique will naturally reach Perfection, enough for you to strike at the Semi-Supreme!"

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