By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 192 The Four Masters and Disciples, Bathed in Buddha's Light

"Whoosh!"

A sharp whistling sound, like a blunt weapon slicing through the heavy clouds, could be heard.

The next second, Sun Wukong pushed off the ground with both feet, leaped into the air, and lightly flew into the sky!
Even before he made a move, Sun Wukong's powerful aura had already drawn the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

Sun Wukong held his golden cudgel high with both hands, the dazzling golden light of the cudgel blending with the sunlight above, stinging the eyes.

Perhaps it's because Tang Sanzang was there to oversee things from the rear this time.

The golden cudgel also gained some special divine power.

The chanting of Buddhist hymns, carrying an ineffable sense of holiness, flowed from the distant Western Paradise, cleansing away evil spirits.

Don’t look directly!

It is not to be profaned!

That is…

Buddha's light!!!

"Every move is so fluid and graceful, it's so beautiful..." Jiang Yu couldn't help but squint her eyes, raising her head from the fierce battle, her eyes wide open, as if she had seen an extremely unbelievable scene.

In the interstellar world, there are no gods or Buddhas.

But now, compassion, deliverance, Pure Land, the path of cause and effect…

But they were all revealed to him!

Epiphany!

Lotus flowers bloom beneath the Bodhi tree.

So stunning!

This power was unlike anything he had ever seen before!

Because she refused to look away, drops of blood seeped from the corner of Jiang Yu's eye.

"...What kind of divine skill is this?" Su Nan, standing to the side, looked uneasy, still burning the evil seed with fire in his hands, his voice trembling slightly.

"As one wishes--"

The two simple words conveyed a profound and long-accumulated weight of emotion.

Buzzing...

As Sun Wukong's voice rose, the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) began to emit a slight humming sound, as if in response.

The golden cudgel and Sun Wukong have worked together for many years, achieving perfect harmony and reaching a level where they can move at will.

With just a thought, it can conjure up countless variations in Sun Wukong's hands!
"The Golden Cudgel!"

A loud shout!
The moment Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel, the cudgel, which was originally only the size of an ordinary stick, suddenly grew to a huge size!

Its weight of 13,500 jin was immediately revealed as it was swung fiercely toward the hiding place of the Fire Cloud God.

"scold!"

A visible, violent shockwave swept past in a perfect arc!

The light of daylight turned dim and gloomy.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, as if time itself had been paused.

The stick fell...

silent…

No frills, no hesitation.

Only pure, ultimate power erupts!

In the next instant, a loud bang suddenly reverberated across the southern battlefield, the earth cracked inch by inch, and golden light filled the sky!
"Boom! Boom!"

One blow, and all evil is swept away!
"That damn monkey, using the same trick again..."

The Fire Cloud God's face turned black and green in an instant, and a strong gale lashed wildly against his cheeks.

He still can't forget that the first time this monkey was invited, it smashed His idol with that big stick!

He had to admit that this mysterious staff was wrapped with a purifying and exorcising aura that was specifically designed to counter Him, and that it would be very disadvantageous for Him to resist it head-on!
And it's too fast!
He had no time to dodge!

The golden light gradually solidified!

With the staff almost in front of him, Fire Cloud God felt a strong, metallic taste of blood filling his throat.

It's the internal organs inside the body that are rupturing bit by bit!
In this case…

The Fire Cloud God's eyes were filled with ferocity. With a wave of his right hand, he summoned half of the evil race that was fighting the examinees on the battlefield.

At this critical moment, the overwhelming wave of evil seeds collided head-on with the Golden Cudgel!

"boom--!"

The evil race was as weak as tofu, and was shattered and crushed in pieces by the golden cudgel!
By using force to neutralize force, the killing power of the Golden Cudgel was gradually neutralized, and when it finally approached the Fire Cloud God, it was weakened to only a faint layer of golden light.

Even so, this layer of golden light still climbed densely up His right hand, devouring His divine body.

"damn it!"

It is the breath of purification!
Fire Cloud God's facial muscles twitched incessantly. Without the slightest hesitation, he decisively severed his right arm at the root! The severed arm fell to the ground with a thud, and was immediately crushed into viscous blood foam by the Golden Cudgel.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, divine blood splattered everywhere!

Although he severed his own arm and suffered severe injuries, thankfully he didn't die!

There's no way around it, this monkey's strength is terrifying!

All His resistance was futile in the face of absolute power!

If it weren't for the support of China's destiny, He probably would have already...

Gudong!

The Fire Cloud God swallowed hard, still shaken, and continued to frantically absorb the fortune of China beneath his feet in order to stabilize his crumbling soul.

at the same time.

The residual power of the golden cudgel showed no sign of stopping its offensive, surging powerfully towards the surrounding evil races.

Immediately afterwards, a series of urgent system announcements exploded in the ears of many candidates.

[Beep, the Southern Frontier battleground has reached 19% capture progress]

[Beep, the Southern Frontier battleground has reached 38% capture progress]

[Beep, the Southern Frontier battleground has reached 59% capture progress]

【…】

The pressure on Zhou Qiyu and the others to kill the enemy was greatly reduced, and they shouted with joy:

"Hahaha, it's the Great Sage!"

"This destructive power is shocking! One move brought the capture progress to 59%!"

"That feels great! The Golden Cudgel is simply made to suppress evil species!"

Because of Sun Wukong's strike, the figure of the Fire Cloud God was completely exposed.

Next up, naturally, is Pigsy!

"Here comes Old Pig!" Pigsy snorted excitedly, gripping his nine-toothed rake and swinging it with fierce power!
Horizontal sweep, diagonal slash, straight thrust!
Wherever the rake passed, the hard ground cracked open with huge, spiderweb-like fissures!

"Aaaaaah!" The evil army let out short, shrill screams.

Once the rake gets close, they will instantly turn into a thick mist of blood.

[Southern Frontier Battlefield Conquest Progress Reaches 68%]

【…】

Above the battlefield, the shadows of clubs and rakes struck in succession, their divine light weaving into a net that firmly enveloped the Fire Cloud God and the evil army.

They can't escape!

There is no escape!
The defensive line steadily advanced, driving out countless evil creatures.

Their advantage was becoming less and less obvious.

The Fire Cloud God looked extremely ugly. He barely managed to avoid defeat by absorbing the fortune of China, but he was also retreating step by step.

If this drags on, defeat is only a matter of time, and then He won't gain any benefit at all!

No!

Regardless of success or failure, we must act swiftly and decisively!

The Fire Cloud God's eyes turned cold, and he stared intently at Tang Sanzang, who was standing next to Wen Miao.

That man looked weak and unassuming, yet he was being protected by this group of killers; his identity must be extraordinary!
Perhaps, he is the key to breaking the deadlock!
He couldn't touch the other gods, but he could definitely handle that ordinary person!

"We need to kill that delicate-skinned man first!"

He muttered to himself, roused the life-giving fire within his body, and with a bloody wind, roared as he pounced on Tang Sanzang!
"Quickly, protect Master!"

The eldest and second eldest brothers were clearly engrossed in their fight, while only Sha Wujing habitually stood beside Tang Sanzang, his demon-subduing staff held horizontally in front of his chest in a defensive posture.

But at this moment.

Tang Sanzang, who had always been looked down upon by the Fire Cloud God, suddenly raised his head.

Faced with an attack that was within arm's reach, Tang Sanzang's eyes held a calm and serene compassion.

He slowly raised his hands and clasped them together in front of his chest.

Every movement was graceful and dignified.

Tang Sanzang parted his lips slightly, each word falling like pearls onto a jade plate: "Namo Amitabha Buddha..."

At this moment, the battlefield fell silent.

Everyone held their breath.

Only the golden light of Buddha remained, resonating with heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)