Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 269 My Flame Is Above Yours
The moment the golden cudgel, imbued with fortune, landed on the Investiture of the Gods, an invisible wave emanated from it.

The Investiture of the Gods began to tremble violently.

Upon seeing this, "Sun Wukong" did not hesitate at all, and activated the secret technique at all costs, wielding the golden cudgel and rapidly wielding it to find the name.

That's right, this is the solution that Chen Feng and the Tongtian Sect Leader came up with after careful discussion.

Destroying the Investiture of the Gods was too difficult, akin to ascending to heaven. Therefore, using this secret method and relying on Sun Wukong's luck was a clever way to achieve this.

This method can erase the names of some people from the Investiture of the Gods and return their souls to themselves.

The golden cudgel swung swiftly, erasing the names of some people.

As names were erased, the tremors on the Investiture of the Gods intensified, and the fortune of Sun Wukong, the chosen one of this era, was rapidly dwindling.

"Hmph, what audacity of this scoundrel! He dares to tamper with the Investiture of the Gods on his own. Does he really think the Heavenly Court is someone to be trifled with?!"

Suddenly, a woman appeared out of thin air in the palace; she was none other than the Queen Mother of Heaven.

She sat regally on the Jade Pool Immortal Throne, her figure perfectly proportioned, her beauty shrouded in mist, her face as exquisite as the morning light brushing against jade. Her black hair was styled into a grand bun, topped with the Crown of the Morning Infant of the True Immortal, adorned with three phoenixes spreading their wings and jade patterns of the "Kun" hexagram, its flowing light trembling gently with her breath.

Her skin was as smooth and lustrous as cream, and her eyes held both the majesty of a deity and the gentle grace of an unparalleled beauty; even the stars paled in comparison when she glanced at them.

At this moment, her face was calm, and her eyes appeared very deep.

Seeing the scene before her, the Queen Mother immediately sensed something unusual. Wasn't the monkey already suppressed by Buddha?
Now that they've appeared in the Heavenly Court and even want to tamper with the Investiture of the Gods, something is definitely fishy.

Western Buddhism would never do such a thing. After glancing at the Investiture of the Gods, they instantly realized that the missing names were all from the Jie Sect, and all of them were people of extraordinary power.

Without a doubt, the biggest suspect has emerged: the person behind this is definitely a member of the Jie Sect, or rather, a quasi-saint powerhouse with a very good relationship with the Jie Sect.

Crape myrtle?

No, given his personality, he wouldn't do that, and he wouldn't have the opportunity to do so.

Could it be Chen Feng from the Jie Sect? But that doesn't quite make sense; it's said that guy has already gone beyond the stars...

The moment the Queen Mother of the West appeared, the eerie blue light in Sun Wukong's eyes vanished instantly, and the drowsy feeling dissipated immediately.

He then stared blankly at the scene before him, quite at a loss for what to do.

No, wasn't I trapped under the Five Finger Mountain? How come I'm here when I come to my senses?

Isn't the person before me the Queen Mother of the West?!

Shaking his head, Sun Wukong laughed heartily, brandishing his golden cudgel and pointing it directly at the Queen Mother.

"Haha, I, Old Sun, am back again! Where is the Jade Emperor? Tell him to come and see me! And that Chen Feng, I'm going to fight him for another three hundred rounds!"

Facing the rampant demon monkey, a hint of coldness appeared on the Queen Mother's moon-like face.

With a flick of her finger, the power of the Heavenly Court instantly enveloped her. As Haotian's wife and the Empress of the Heavenly Court, her authority was equally considerable.

How dare she insult her husband, Haotian, in front of her like this?! Does she really think she still has the protection of the Western Buddhist sect, just like before?!

Her phoenix eyebrows shot up sharply, and a golden hairpin flew out from her sleeve. The tip of the hairpin instantly burst into a thousand streams of light, which transformed into a binding rope that covered her like a spider web.

But the rope was wrapped with the fairy patterns of Yaochi, and it would automatically lock when it came into contact with the golden cudgel. No matter how Wukong struggled, the rope would only tighten more and more, and even the monkey hair was squeezed so tightly that each hair stuck to his body.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong panicked, roared, and his whole body trembled with golden light as he tried to use the Heaven and Earth Transformation Technique to break free.

But no matter how hard it tried, it was to no avail, and it was eventually completely bound.

What a joke! How could that be!

At this moment, he was filled with shock and confusion. How could a Queen Mother possess such power, easily resolving his own problems? Then why had he caused such a commotion in the Heavenly Court back then?

The Queen Mother didn't say anything more. With a wave of her hand, she threw the bound Sun Wukong into the dungeon of Yaochi.

As a disciple of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, she naturally possessed some skills, and dealing with such a small demon monkey was a piece of cake for her.

At this moment, the Investiture of the Gods erupted with powerful golden light, and then spat out many golden threads of souls, heading out of the palace.

This is precisely the bound soul of the disciples of the Jie Sect.

Now that they have been released, it means that the disciples who made the list have completely regained their freedom and are now free, making their future promotions very promising.

Faced with this scene, the Queen Mother sat quietly on her celestial throne, without uttering a single word...

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At this very moment, in the starry sky.

The great battle over the Eastern Emperor Bell has reached a fever pitch and has temporarily reached a stalemate.

No one dared to easily make a move against the Eastern Emperor Bell, because once they did, they would face an attack from the other Quasi-Saints.

At that moment, the expression of the Western Buddha suddenly changed. His originally kind and benevolent face was now filled with anger. He turned to look at Chen Feng and, without any hesitation, activated all his Buddhist power.

A phantom image of a nine-tiered lotus platform appeared around him. As the starry river reversed, he lowered his eyes and raised his hand. His sixteen-foot-tall golden body made billions of stars pale in comparison.

When the lotus platform in his palm blooms, the light rivers of the three thousand worlds converge towards his fingertips, and every ray of starlight transforms into Sanskrit characters for salvation, causing golden ripples to spread across the void.

Such terrifying power pressed directly towards Chen Feng.

Seeing this, Chen Feng dared not relax in the slightest. The ghost village behind him suddenly appeared in reality, with ethereal music playing and birds flying around.

His entire body rapidly condensed the power of the ghostly rules, and ten layers of ghostly domains instantly unfolded, encompassing billions of stars into a void barrier. He raised his hand and grasped the Ice Soul Radiant Star Spear, the patterns on the spear flowing with the laws of the Great Dao, and more than a dozen kinds of flames swirling around his body.

As the sun, moon, and stars pattern on the spearhead lit up, countless figures from the past and future stepped out from the gaps in light. Countless divine spears simultaneously pierced the void, and stardust turned to dust under the spear light, leaving only the sharp sound of air being torn apart through the starry sea.

This is the strongest attack Chen Feng can currently unleash, transcending time and space without any limitations.

In the blink of an eye, the two powerful attacks collided.

The Milky Way shattered, and the morning star was pulverized.

After this attack, all the quasi-saint level experts present completely placed Chen Feng on the same level.

After all, Tathagata is different from Emperor Shi. He is a veteran Quasi-Saint with considerable strength. Chen Feng's ability to withstand his full-force attack is quite remarkable for a Quasi-Saint.

Once everything was over, Chen Feng snorted coldly and began to curse.

"Buddha, are you fucking courting death? What, do you really want to fight me?!"

He had a lot of curse words in his mind, but as a quasi-saint, it would be unbecoming to say them out loud.

As for why Buddha was so angry, Chen Feng actually knew; it was simply because he had noticed the influence on Sun Wukong.

Anyone would be angry in this situation. The future Victorious Fighting Buddha has lost a lot of his fortune after this ordeal. It's safe to say his future is sealed; even breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm will be as difficult as ascending to heaven. A once thriving Buddhist sect is now in a much worse state.

With a sage involved, and all for the sake of plotting the Investiture of the Gods, good heavens, anyone with a brain can guess that the person who made the move is definitely a disciple of the Jie Sect.

Even so, Chen Feng could not accept it.

Since the other party can't find any evidence, why should they claim that they did it?

Seeing that his full-force attack had been blocked by the opponent, Tathagata knew that he could not do anything to Chen Feng on his own, and barely managed to regain his composure.

"Your Excellency has truly mastered the art of manipulation. While seemingly vying with us for the Eastern Emperor Bell, you have in fact orchestrated everything, using the chosen one of our Buddhist era to erase the disciples of the Jie Sect from the Investiture of the Gods list."

"Hmph, what a clever tactic, truly a clever tactic. But don't forget, everything is governed by cause and effect. If you incur karma with the West, it won't be so easy to repay later."

Faced with this attack, Chen Feng appeared quite composed, spreading his hands as the Ghost Village materialized behind him—his only reliance for resisting these quasi-saint powerhouses.

"I already know about the commotion surrounding the Investiture of the Gods, but as you all know, I am here now, how could I possibly get involved in such a thing? Besides, there are two sages in the West, how could they not figure out who was behind it?"

Upon hearing this, Tathagata also came to his senses. Indeed, if it were truly Chen Feng who made the move, the two saints behind him would probably have already informed him.

The current situation only shows that the two of them are not very sure, or that they cannot find conclusive evidence to prove that Chen Feng was the one who did it.

"Humph!!"

The Buddha's face was gloomy. He said nothing more and turned to leave, the Buddha's light dissipating into the entire world.

The son of the era has been hindered and has now been captured by the Queen Mother. In order to ensure that the flourishing of Buddhism is not affected, he must rush back to take charge and prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

Seeing that the leader had chosen to leave, Dipankara Buddha and Bhaisajyaguru Buddha exchanged a glance and also chose to leave.

Compared to what's in front of us, the future flourishing of Buddhism is clearly more important...

At this moment, in the chaotic realm beyond the boundary.

Tongtian sat on a throne made of dozens of spirit swords, looking down at the situation below with a smile on his lips.

The smile was undisguised; it was safe to say that this was absolutely the happiest thing that had happened to him in decades.

The commotion caused by the Investiture of the Gods was noticed by all the saints present. Several true disciples of the Jie Sect had escaped the list, and hundreds of powerful and influential disciples had also broken free of control.

With the addition of Chen Feng, a quasi-saint level expert, the strength of the entire Jie Sect has been greatly restored.

"Brother Tongtian's actions are truly immoral. Taking advantage of everyone's troubles with outside affairs to carry out this underhanded attack, is it not somewhat inappropriate?"

The Daoist Zhunti had long, silver hair and a solemn expression. He possessed an extraordinary aura; the vast universe seemed like dust at his fingertips, and with a slight lift of his finger, he could make the sun and moon lose their luster. He then uttered these words of questioning.

At this moment, he was furious. The changes in the Investiture of the Gods were not a big deal. What mattered was that Sun Wukong, the son of this era, had been injured, which was intolerable.

Tongtian chuckled lightly, casually extending his finger to tease the Qingping Sword as it spun back and forth.

"If you can produce evidence, then I have nothing to say. But if you want to frame me based on some guesses, then let's have a showdown!"

The moment he finished speaking, his powerful aura erupted, laws appeared, stars were reversed, and even the flowing Milky Way stopped.

The power of a saint is so terrifying.

The guide, with his white hair flowing down his shoulders and a tall stature, emanated twelve kinds of rainbow light, such as immeasurable light and boundless light, displaying his sacred majesty.

Clad in a golden kasaya, standing on auspicious clouds, seated on a twelve-petaled lotus platform, his demeanor was extraordinary and refined. With a gentle wave of his hand, golden light appeared, neutralizing the impact.

"Forget it, Zhunti was too reckless. We don't know who did this yet. We'll discuss it again once we find the mastermind."

At this moment, even the most powerful saint in the West couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Although the secrets of heaven have been hidden since the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, it is difficult to calculate anything.

But even though he was a sage, with great spiritual power and a talent for calculating celestial secrets, he couldn't foresee anything at this moment.

However, when trying to determine the connection between this matter and the Jie Sect, all the information was blank; nothing could be discerned.

Based on past practices, this matter may indeed have nothing to do with the Jie Sect, or the person who orchestrated it may be uninvolved in any karmic consequences...

But how is that possible? Perhaps only someone like a teacher can avoid getting involved in karma.

Just as the group of sages were discussing this, another change occurred in the starry sky below.

The Eastern Emperor Bell floats in the center of the Milky Way, and the bell body reveals a phantom image of a dragon and a phoenix. As the bell's chimes spread, the star trails begin to deviate from their original paths.

Countless meteors were drawn by the sound of the bell, transforming into a river of light that encircled the bell, while the primordial purple energy overflowing from within the bell dyed the entire star field with a glass-like luster.

All quasi-saints around it were suppressed, and any attack would be directly neutralized by the Eastern Emperor Bell.

After absorbing the last remaining magical power of Donghuang Taiyi, this innate treasure unleashed its peak power.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ya couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. This was the perfect opportunity for him.

Without the slightest hesitation, the true fire of the sun around him burst forth with all his might, powerful and intense.

Immediately, the Eastern Emperor Bell reacted and moved closer to Lu Ya.

Due to the final move made by Donghuang Taiyi, Donghuang Zhonghui was involuntarily drawn closer to the person who possessed the true fire of the sun.

But the next moment, the Eastern Emperor Bell suddenly stopped for some unknown reason.

Lu Ya looked up in astonishment, staring ahead, and was suddenly startled.

Suddenly, a ball of true solar fire appeared in Chen Feng's hand in the distance.

Yes, that disciple of the Jie Sect did indeed possess the True Fire of the Sun, which was taken from the interior of the Sun Star.

In just a moment, Lu Ya regained his composure, and a hint of disdain involuntarily surfaced in his heart. Ha, to compare the concentration of the true fire of the sun with that of the three-legged golden crow, how utterly laughable.

Without the slightest delay, he unleashed all his magical power, frantically channeling it into his body and transforming it into resources that merged into the True Fire of the Sun.

With a cry from a three-legged golden crow, the Eastern Emperor Bell began to move again.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, exhaled softly, and unleashed the full power of his Myriad Manifestations Eye, causing all the dozen or so flames he had previously refined to condense around his body.

A flicker of emotion crossed his eyes, but he ultimately made up his mind.

Then, there appeared: Sea Heart Flame, Pure Lotus Heart Flame, Samadhi True Flame, Pure Yang Flame, White Void Flame...

More than a dozen flames changed and surged into the true fire of the sun.

This is not a simple fusion, but an essential integration. This means that Chen Feng abandoned all his previous flames, just to allow the True Fire of the Sun to evolve and surpass Lu Ya...

(End of this chapter)