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Lingshan.

The Buddha's light shone brightly, but when it shone on my body, all I felt was a chill.

Tan Wenjie, transformed into the Black Lotus Messenger, descended from the clouds and was greeted by the chaotic flight of the Arhats and Sangharama.

“There is no organization and no discipline.”

These demons and monsters can only serve as background to fool Sun Wukong; they would be exposed if they said more than a few words.

Then the next scene became exaggerated and comical. Tan Wenjie strode forward with his hands behind his back, and the Arhats and Sangharama of Lingshan stopped and respectfully made way for him.

The pomp and circumstance were even more extravagant than those of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Tan Wenjie glanced around and thought to himself that Wu Tian was really generous, actually handing over those magical treasures of gods and Buddhas to this group of monsters.

"Black Lotus Messenger!" A white elephant approached and greeted him.

Most of the Buddhas' and Bodhisattvas' mounts and attendants had been turned against them and were now willingly following Wutian.

The white elephant that took the initiative to speak to me was none other than the six-tusked white elephant, the mount of Bodhisattva Samantabhadra.

"Envoy, has this been another decree from the Buddha?"

"It is our duty to share the Buddha's burdens."

"I envy you. I have great skills, but I can't do anything for Buddha. I'm anxious about it."

"There will be a chance."

Tan Wenjie patted Bai Xiang on the shoulder and strode inside.

Standing there quietly watching his figure walk away, Bai Xiang spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"So what if you were lucky and met Buddha a little earlier? What's so great about that!" the white elephant muttered. "When we find Buddha's reincarnation and it really comes down to fighting, will your little transformation skills still be of any use? We'll have to see our real skills!"

"Let's keep quiet for a bit." A demon tugged at the white elephant. "He's the Black Lotus Messenger. What if he tells Buddha about this...?"

"What if I tell Buddha? If I tell Buddha I... I'll just apologize!" The white elephant said the most cowardly thing with the toughest attitude.

He was originally a mount, and he didn't feel ashamed at all for carrying people around every day. What did it matter if he apologized?

Meanwhile, Tan Wenjie had already arrived at the Dipankara Buddha Temple.

With Wutian stationed at Mount Ling, he could easily discover everything he did, so he had to be discreet in his actions.

The process of retrieving the relics was smooth and without incident, including the relics from the Mengjie realm, which were easily obtained.

When Tan Wenjie finally gathered all 16 relics, he encountered the giant female demon scorpion under Wutian's command.

Both working for Wutian, the Black Robe and the Giant Scorpion are generals who are in charge of managing all demons, while the Black Lotus Messenger, the Six-Eared Macaque, is a spy.

They are also in competition with each other.

"How's the task Buddha gave you going?" the giant scorpion asked first.

Then, without waiting for Tan Wenjie's reply, she said smugly, "I have strengthened the power of all the immortals in the Three Realms. Even if someone breaks into the Netherworld again, they will not be able to take them away. Even if they do manage to rescue someone, my group of fake immortals can kill the true god."

"Since you've already said everything, you might as well say that you've made thorough preparations."

That's what I wanted to say.

"Then you'd better keep a close eye on the black-robed man; he's more trouble than he's worth."

"you……"

The giant scorpion wanted to refute, but when it involved her old partner, she felt she couldn't speak.

In the end, he could only curse the man in black robes as a hopeless case, making him completely dishonest in public.

"Sigh." Tan Wenjie sighed. "I am now acting on the orders of Buddha to gain Sun Wukong's trust. Moreover, he has already found the reincarnation of Buddha. Your preparations may affect Buddha's important matters. Quickly tell me everything you have done that is superfluous."

The giant scorpion exclaimed with delight, "We've already found the reincarnation of Buddha, why don't we just go and attack him?"

After meeting Tan Wenjie's gaze, which seemed to regard her as an idiot, she hesitated and asked, "Isn't that right?"

"There's something even more important, which can only be dealt with cleverly. Buddha sent you back, and he will definitely explain it to you clearly." Tan Wenjie pretended to be mysterious. "Don't waste time with nonsense."

Although the giant scorpion had some hesitation, Wutian sat down in the Great Thunderclap Temple as soon as he thought that this was Mount Ling.

There was no way there would be any problems at such a close distance, so she told Tan Wenjie all her preparations. After she finished speaking, she looked at him triumphantly, hoping to see a wonderful expression on his face.

"That's it?" Tan Wenjie shook his head. "You'd better hurry up and go see Buddha. I should go now."

After leaving Mount Ling on a cloud, Tan Wenjie maintained a blank expression, but in reality, his heart was churning with turbulent emotions.

"I didn't expect this ragtag army to know how to deploy troops."

Those demons and monsters who wield the weapons and magical artifacts of gods and Buddhas have now learned to utilize the power of the stars. Their true strength, even if it is not as great as the original gods and Buddhas, is not much different.

Moreover, the authentic gods and Buddhas have their primordial spirits sealed, and they have no magical power, making them no different from ordinary people.

Only a few people, such as Sun Wukong and Nezha, truly possessed combat power.

While Tan Wenjie was pondering, he had already flown over countless mountains on a cloud.

The Eastern Emperor's Mansion.

Sun Wukong and Nezha were both there, and there was another unexpected figure in Tan Wenjie's life: Tang Sanzang had also escaped.

Qiao Ling'er did not leave; a beautiful fairy was with her beside her.

She must be Biyou Fairy, a servant of Emperor Donghua.

As expected of Qiao Ling'er, she manages to charm wherever she goes, never disappointing anyone.

Biyou Fairy looked at Tan Wenjie with curiosity, clearly having heard many stories about him during this time.

"The code!" Nezha stepped forward, carrying his Fire-Tipped Spear, and said.

Tan Wenjie raised Thor's hammer and struck.

The two exchanged blows for more than a dozen moves, each taking a step back.

"Hiss, I feel like your methods have become even stronger." Nezha flicked his wrist.

Tan Wenjie said, "You're not bad either."

The Nezha before me is nearly a thousand years more powerful than the Nezha from the world of Lotus Lantern, and the fighting feels great.

This is their code: fight first, and if you can't win, it's fake, and you can just kill them.

It's not easy to find a master in the Three Realms who is as powerful as Nezha.

Having confirmed each other's identities through their strength, the two sheathed their weapons.

"Amitabha." Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together. "Thank you for your help, benefactor." "I'm not helping you, nor the Buddha, but all living beings." Tan Wenjie proactively flattered himself, determined not to be easily manipulated. "Are the gods and Buddhas still imprisoned in the Netherworld?"

I'd rather forgo the reward than easily take sides.

Those who take sides first may not necessarily have a good outcome.

Sun Wukong nodded expressionlessly and said, "We only rescued Master this time; the Bodhisattva and the others are still in the Netherworld."

The monkey often has a blank expression, and Tan Wenjie is trying to get used to it.

"I just happened to come across a method that can save all the gods and Buddhas."

"Really?"

"But we need to be fast. If Wutian blocks us, none of us will be able to escape."

"Okay!" Everyone nodded and were about to set off.

“There’s one more thing!” Tan Wenjie glanced at Qiao Ling’er, then looked at the expressionless monkey. “I have found all sixteen relics.”

The sixteen relics emitted a holy light, attracting everyone's attention.

"What about the seventeenth one?" Sun Wukong asked.

Tan Wenjie bluntly revealed the plot: "You are it."

"I?"

"Wukong!" Tang Sanzang's expression changed.

To obtain relics, the primary condition is—passing away.

In other words, Sun Wukong must die in order to obtain the relic.

“Monkey, we can discuss this further,” Nezha said.

Tan Wenjie said, "If you ask me, we could just overthrow Wutian's rule and then re-establish the order of the Three Realms."

As long as the Three Realms are stable, he doesn't care who becomes the Buddha.

His "outrageous" remarks received no response from anyone.

Everyone has been busy until now, all for the sake of Buddha's return to defeat Wutian and get everything back on track.

"Things haven't come to that point yet. Let's rescue the gods and Buddhas first," Tang Sanzang advised.

He neither wanted Sun Wukong to sacrifice himself, nor did he want the Buddha to return and restore order.

Sun Wukong nodded: "Okay."

Sacrificing themselves would allow the Buddha to return, and with all seventeen relics on their side, they were now in an invincible position.

The relic was of little use to Tan Wenjie, so he gave it to Sun Wukong as a key plot prop. How to use it was up to the monkey himself.

Even with the help of gods and Buddhas, it wouldn't matter. As long as Sun Wukong is willing to sacrifice himself and Qiao Ling'er returns to being the Buddha, he can single-handedly eliminate Wutian, return to the tiger-skin chair in the Great Thunder Temple, and continue to be the leader of the Three Realms.

However, sacrificing Sun Wukong is not the first option. We also need to guard against Wutian's desperate measures. If we anger those demons and monsters, the gods and Buddhas will suffer.

Moreover, is Qiao Ling'er willing to transform back into the Buddha?

Qiao Ling'er, standing on the outermost edge of the crowd, looked at Fairy Biyou, and the two gazed at each other with deep affection.

In the end, everyone reached a consensus to go to the underworld to rescue the people first.

Qiao Ling'er and Fairy Biyou must be kept by their side. Qiao Ling'er, who has learned the "Great Sun Tathagata True Scripture", is also a force to be reckoned with.

Even if we take a step back and let Qiao Ling'er go to the underworld to chant sutras, it could help a large portion of the Asura demons and evil spirits be saved.

In the blink of an eye, the group had arrived at the depths of the Netherworld.

With the documents Tan Wenjie obtained from the giant scorpion, the group easily arrived at the prison where the gods and Buddhas were held, and their journey was smooth without any hindrance.

The ghostly soldiers leading the way had their heads bowed.

Although it was unclear why Sun Wukong, Nezha, Tang Sanzang, and a man and a woman were accompanying him, as long as the "Black Lotus Messenger" acted arrogantly, the ghost soldiers dared not doubt him.

The more arrogant Tan Wenjie became, the more the ghost soldiers believed he was real.

Would someone who isn't a true Black Lotus Messenger dare to be so arrogant? Judging by his own experience, if he were the only Black Lotus Messenger designated by the Buddha Wutian, he would definitely be even more arrogant than him.

"Open the door."

"Yes."

“These gods are no use anymore,” Tan Wenjie said. “Pack them all up. My household is short of a bunch of handymen.”

"But Buddha said..."

"Slap!" Tan Wenjie slapped the ghost soldier, instantly shattering his soul, then turned to another ghost soldier, "Open the door!"

The ghostly soldier he was targeting stood at attention and replied, "Yes, sir!"

Not all the ghost soldiers in the underworld are obedient. Some ghost soldiers secretly report the situation to their superiors and seize the opportunity to rise up on the wind.

There will never be a shortage of people in this world who are willing to risk their lives.

Just as Tan Wenjie and the others were leading the gods and Buddhas out of the Netherworld, Wutian, far away at the Great Thunder Temple on Mount Ling, also received the news.

The netherworld, which was impenetrable and inescapable, was once again freely entered and exited by people.

"The Black Lotus Envoy." Wu Tian's expression was grim.

"Buddha?" the giant scorpion asked, bewildered.

Wu Tian said, "The Black Lotus Envoy has probably already met with misfortune. The one you met before was a fake."

He was too embarrassed to admit that he might have encountered a fake one as well; Wutian Buddha was concerned about his reputation.

The giant scorpion cried out in terror, "Ah? I... I told him about the design of the Netherworld and the secret codes. Please forgive me, Buddha!"

Wu Tian: "Well, it was an unintentional mistake on your part."

Wu Tian was always very efficient at forgiving his subordinates.

Then Wutian flicked his black sleeves and shouted, "Immediately lead your troops to conquer the gods and capture the reincarnation of Buddha!"

The giant scorpion clasped its hands and shouted, "Yes!"

Wutian wanted to start a war directly, and he would personally lead the expedition.

Delay may lead to unforeseen changes; the longer the night lasts, the more likely things will go wrong. (End of Chapter)