Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 255 The Summoning of the Tongtian Cult Leader (Please Subscribe)

In the end, as expected, Sun Wukong ultimately prevailed.

He plucked three hairs, blew on them to create three heads and six arms, each holding a staff to block the spear tip, while his main body leaped up and swept the golden cudgel towards Nezha's waist.

He struck hard, taking advantage of the cover, and succeeded suddenly.

Despite being a person who had achieved physical immortality, Nezha was still somewhat unable to withstand such a powerful and all-out attack, and a trace of pain appeared on his face.

Upon seeing this scene, Li Jing, who was watching from the sky, changed his expression. The protagonist of the great calamity planned by the West was indeed not simple. Even Nezha was no match for him. Without hesitation, he waved his hand.

"Sound the retreat and withdraw the troops."

Upon hearing this, the heavenly soldiers behind him showed a hint of confusion. They knew that with 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals here, setting up a great formation, and with the help of the Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Six Jia and Six Ding, and other skilled warriors from the Heavenly Court, they might be able to defeat this demon monkey.

But since the Grand Marshal had said so, they immediately chose to carry out the order, channeling their immortal power and blowing on the magical artifacts in their hands.

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A cry resounded through the sky. Nezha, who was hiding, heard the signal and his expression changed, but he didn't say anything. He leaped up and created distance, then headed towards the giant celestial ship in the distance without looking back.

Upon seeing this, the Great Sage burst into laughter, his unruly voice resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"Li Jing, you're a complete waste! I've already defeated your son Nezha, and you've just run away so easily. Haha, you dog, get lost!"

Upon hearing such humiliating words, Li Jing's expression turned cold, and he suddenly turned around and angrily rebuked him.

"You damned monkey, shut up..."

But his expression suddenly froze, for Sun Wukong had flown up.

In an instant, the Great Sage's body burst forth with golden light, and his divine power of "Law of Heaven and Earth" was unleashed!

His body rose from the ground, piercing the clouds, with the stars above his head and mountains and rivers beneath his feet.

The originally ordinary golden cudgel also grew rapidly with the Dharma body, transforming into a colossal pillar of black iron that reached the heavens and the earth, with the dragon patterns on the cudgel shining brightly amidst the faintly emerging thunder.

He swung his giant club with both arms, the wind howling like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting. Wherever the tip of the club swept, the clouds were stirred into chaotic wisps, and thousands of golden rays burst forth from the club, intertwining with the thunder in the sky, as if to shake the universe.

"You bastard, die!"

The golden cudgel swept straight towards all the giant ships.

Boom! Bang! Bang!
The immense power was unleashed, smashing through four giant immortal ships in one fell swoop. Even the dragons could only let out a mournful cry in the face of such an attack, before being swept into pieces by the golden cudgel.

Dragon's blood stained the sky.

They continued their momentum and headed straight for the giant ship led by Chen Feng.

Deputy Wang Ning and the heavenly soldiers behind him looked on with a hint of despair at this scene.

They simply couldn't withstand such a powerful bombardment.

Just as the golden cudgel was about to fall, a ripple suddenly appeared in the space in front of it.

Suddenly, Chen Feng, dressed in white immortal armor, appeared in front of the giant ship. He activated the Eye of Myriad Manifestations at full power, and powerful flames surged from his body.

At the same time, the celestial energy within his body was rapidly consumed, turning into fuel that entered his body and continuously enhanced his strength.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, more than a dozen flames slowly converged together on his arm.

Then it condensed into a giant fire fist in front of him, blotting out the sky!
The patterns on the fist surface surged like a raging dragon, and the scorching air waves baked the clouds into a billowing white mist, even distorting and exploding the air itself.

With a soft thud, the giant fist suddenly struck out, hitting the key point of the golden cudgel hard.

Instantly, the two fierce attacks collided.

The moment the two objects collided, white and golden light erupted with a deafening roar, and the shockwave swept across thousands of miles like a giant circular wave.

The golden cudgel was thrown off course by the immense force, and it flew straight backward.

Chen Feng let out a soft breath, placed his trembling hand behind his back, and cursed inwardly.

It should be noted that, according to the settings of the previous life, this golden cudgel should weigh 13,500 catties, and its weight setting was not arbitrary.

The phrase "13,500 jin" corresponds to the Taoist saying that "a person breathes 13,500 times a day," which aligns with the concept of "harmony between man and nature."

But from that exchange just now, Chen Feng had already sensed something extraordinary; this golden cudgel definitely couldn't be that heavy...

Indeed, some of the content in the novel differs from the actual situation.

Moreover, the strength of the Monkey King in front of us is somewhat beyond our expectations. He is not just a half-step fourth-tier cultivator, but even possesses a trace of fourth-tier combat power.

If it weren't for the boost in combat power brought by his own Celestial Qi, he probably would have been in serious trouble.

However, if it really comes to a fight to the death, the chances of Monkey King killing him based on his own abilities are not very high.

At this moment, Chen Feng also made up his mind. After returning, he would immediately begin his seclusion to break through to the fourth rank. There are many strong people in this world, and the various immortals and Buddhas should not be underestimated. In this great era, only the fourth rank can provide more options.

The Great Sage, who was far away, retrieved his stray golden cudgel back into his hand, glanced curiously at Chen Feng standing in the air, and scratched his face with his hairy hand.

"That Heavenly General, you're quite something. You're much stronger than that little brat. Tsk tsk, I, Old Sun, underestimated you. I thought you'd die with one blow, but you actually survived. You must have been deliberately hiding your strength."

Chen Feng did not answer the question, but only gave Sun Wukong a deep look before landing on the giant ship behind him.

Seeing their leader return and defeat the ferocious monkey demon, the heavenly soldiers behind him breathed a sigh of relief, their faces beaming with joy.

Although these heavenly soldiers and generals are not particularly strong, they are still his own core group. When they work together to activate the great formation, they can be quite useful, so it is still worth saving them.

After his intervention, Sun Wukong had no intention of making a move. He simply stood in the air and watched as Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and his entourage left in the distance.

This time, the Heavenly Court's siege operation has officially failed.

Despite gathering 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, a host of star officials, and the powerful lineup of Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, Sun Wukong still managed to defeat him.

The monsters on Flower Fruit Mountain cheered, their shouts echoing through the sky.

"Your Majesty is amazing!!!"

"Haha, what a load of bull! The Heavenly Court was still defeated by the Great King."

"Your Majesty is mighty; even the Heavenly Court is nothing more than this."

Hearing the cheers of his monkey followers, Sun Wukong smiled and swung his golden cudgel a few times.

"Of course, my old Sun's golden cudgel couldn't withstand the second move. That heavenly general was quite interesting; his strength was actually much greater than that brat Nezha. Perhaps I'll have another chance to fight him in the future."

Li Jing, on the lead immortal ship, frowned and glanced at Chen Feng on the immortal ship behind him, his face somewhat gloomy.

No, that shouldn't be the case. The strength of this disciple of the Jie Sect is just so-so. How could he possibly survive in the hands of Sun Wukong? That's simply impossible.

Once we arrive in Heaven, we need to contact our master to see if it will affect the Buddhist sect's plans.

Although he was a disciple of the Chan Sect, his relationship with Buddhism was the closest.

All of this stemmed from his master, Randeng, who was the vice leader of the Chan Sect back then.

During the Investiture of the Gods, Randeng, along with Cihang Daoren, Puxian Zhenren, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and Julusun, all twelve Golden Immortals, defected to Buddhism.

Moreover, his two sons, Jinzha and Muzha, were disciples of Samantabhadra and Manjushri respectively, so they naturally had good relationships with Buddhism.

He also knew something about this great calamity. The rise of Buddhism in this era was an inevitable trend that no one could change; all they could do was compromise.

This is a good opportunity to eliminate the remaining disciples of the Jie Sect... The immortal ship was extremely fast under the pull of the dragon, and soon arrived at the South Heavenly Gate.

The Heavenly Court has four gates, and the South Heavenly Gate is the main gate, which is guarded by the Four Heavenly Kings in turn. Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, Nezha, the Third Prince, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals also heavily guard this place.

The other three gates are guarded by three other Heavenly Venerable Emperors: the West Heavenly Gate is guarded by the Great Emperor Gouchen, the North Heavenly Gate by the Great Emperor Zhenwu, and the East Heavenly Gate by the Heavenly Venerable Taiyi Jiuku.

This is why those who attempt to storm the Heavenly Court prefer to attack through the South Gate, because the other three are truly invincible.

If Sun Wukong were to break through the West Gate, then facing Gouchen, one of the Four Emperors, it would be no exaggeration to say that he could be slapped in the face.

Just as the giant ship was about to reach the South Heavenly Gate, it was discovered that someone had been waiting there for a long time.

The newcomer was described as having a black face and thick beard, wearing an iron crown, iron armor, and a battle robe. Around him were objects symbolizing wealth, such as a treasure basin and large gold ingots, which were faintly visible.

Ten thousand golden rays, enveloping the illusory image of a copper coin, fell to the ground. When mortals looked up, they felt the overwhelming divine power.

An extremely powerful aura descended, it was Zhao Gongming, the God of War and Wealth of the Heavenly Court.

He also has another identity: the eldest outer disciple of the Jie Sect, possessing formidable combat prowess.

Beside him, the Four Heavenly Kings, who were usually unruly, stood respectfully, not daring to say a word.

Seeing Zhao Gongming blocking the way, even Grand Marshal Li Jing felt a bit of a headache. The two sects had never gotten along well, and he didn't know why this guy was blocking the way. But given the opponent's strength, he couldn't say anything.

Besides being the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming also held the title of Dragon Tiger Mystic Altar True Lord, indicating his extraordinary status.

Then he soared into the air and arrived at the very front.

"I don't know why the God of Wealth is blocking my army's path. I was just about to report this to the Jade Emperor..."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming didn't even glance at him, and flew straight to the giant immortal ship where Chen Feng was.

Chen Feng was taken aback. Sensing the imposing aura of the person in front of him, he didn't dare to hesitate and immediately bowed in greeting.

"Disciple pays respects to Grand Master Uncle."

His address of "Master Uncle" was perfectly appropriate; all his skills were learned from Jiang Huai, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect.

However, after the Investiture of the Gods war, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was broken, and his master died on the spot, without even the chance to be reincarnated and become a god.

After that, he continued his cultivation, and the Jie Sect, having suffered a great loss of vitality, did not pay any attention to these disorganized disciples.

As expected, Zhao Gongming in front of him was very strong, definitely at the fourth level, but no one knew how high.

I thought it wouldn't be too high, since once you're on the Investiture of the Gods list, your cultivation will never improve, and you'll have no hope of reaching the Great Dao.

Upon hearing the title "Grand Master Uncle," a strange feeling welled up in Zhao Gongming's mind, and he felt a moment of disorientation.

Back then, the Jie Sect was truly a place where ten thousand immortals came to pay homage, a scene of great prosperity.

Unexpectedly, after only a few thousand years, the once mighty Jie Sect was reduced to just a few cats and a tattered cat.

Some died, some were injured, and many who were listed on the Investiture of the Gods had no further chance of advancement in their lives.

"Hmm, you must be Jiang Huai's disciple. Come on, come with me, Master wants to see you."

Master wants to see me...

There was only one person whom Zhao Gongming could call his master: Tongtian Daoren, one of the six great saints, one of the Three Pure Ones, and the leader of the Jie Sect.

Something's not right. I just awakened my cheat ability, and this saint has already come knocking on my door.

There's definitely something wrong with it out of ten.

There is only one way to escape: disregard everything and unleash the power of the Universe Returning to Nothingness, exhausting the celestial energy within your body to bring the strength of some of your techniques to the fourth rank.

But the sage has already noticed him...

With his mind racing, Chen Feng finally came up with an idea and extended his hand in a salute once more.

"I will follow your instructions, Master Uncle."

"Yes, don't worry. Even if you have secrets, your master won't care, and he won't pry into them."

Seemingly sensing Chen Feng's thoughts, Zhao Gongming offered a word of comfort, saying that there were countless talented people in the world this time, and many of them had obtained all sorts of amazing opportunities.

After saying these words, the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect reached out and wiped his hand, and golden light appeared, enveloping the two of them.

He then headed straight towards the horizon. Before that, Chen Feng also left a divine thought, leaving some words for his heavenly soldiers and generals.

Zhao Gongming moved with incredible speed, enveloped in golden light, and soon arrived at the horizon.

Beyond the dividing line in front of us, all sorts of chaotic currents surged and crashed about without any order.

Irregular spacetime folds frequently appeared outside the boundary, and dozens of chaotic air currents condensed into a giant vortex in the void.

A series of roars came from within, and the dangerous aura sent chills down one's spine.

In an environment of this caliber, even Chen Feng himself would absolutely not be able to withstand it.

Zhao Gongming's expression became respectful, and he reached out and summoned a blue longsword, which was three feet six and a half inches long.

It was the sword of the Tongtian Sect Leader, the Qingping Sword.

Instantly, a bright blue light shone forth, and a sharp sword cry rang out, as if it possessed a spirit, radiating light that enveloped the two of them.

Then, drawn by the current, it plunged headlong into the chaos, where it roamed freely.

The chaotic turbulence that collided with the cyan light shield only caused a slight ripple, without any impact whatsoever.

Before they knew it, a palace stood in the chaos ahead, with a plaque that read "Biyou Palace".

White jade steps pave the path to the clouds, crystal beams reflect the clear light of the sun and moon, glazed tiles shimmer with colorful light under the sky, and even the agate ornaments hanging from the eaves sway gently as if they were falling stars.

Surrounded by ethereal energy, it stood out starkly from the chaotic surroundings.

As the two approached, the palace gates opened automatically.

Zhao Gongming led Chen Feng straight through the long brick and jade corridor to a palace in the very center, where he bowed respectfully.

"Master, Junior Nephew Chen Feng has arrived."

"Well, come in."

A calm voice came from inside the palace, clearly reaching the ears of the two.

At Zhao Gongming's signal, Chen Feng took a deep breath, pushed open the palace gate, and went inside.

He walked to the center with his head down, bowed deeply, and dared not look up.

"Disciple Chen Feng greets the Master."

In his perception, there was a person sitting above him, or perhaps he could no longer be called a person.

The aura that this sage casually exuded was incredibly strong and terrifying, beyond description...

(End of this chapter)