Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

Meanwhile, in White Tiger City, the monkey gazed into the void.

Since Yun Zhao took away the Binding God Rope to defend against enemies, the restrictions within Sun Wukong's body were immediately lifted, and his magical power surged back like a river bursting its banks.

He stretched his limbs and laughed heartily, but showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he scanned the void with his sharp eyes, watching the battlefield.

During the three days of fierce battle in the blazing formation, he even used his supernatural powers to sweep away the filth in the city with a wave of his sleeve in order to concentrate on watching.

The other three, master and disciples, enjoyed a few days of leisure.

Pigsy was quite interested in the battle between the Bodhisattva and the old demon, but unfortunately his magic was sealed and he couldn't see the scene in the void at all, so he simply fell asleep.

The monkey, however, was in high spirits. Every day, it would stand on a high place and watch the sea of ​​fire churning and the Buddha's light shining everywhere, secretly praising Yun Zhao's methods.

He even secretly compared whether he would have any hope of breaking the formation if he entered it.

However, no matter how Sun Wukong reasoned in his mind, he was horrified to discover that if he were trapped in that fiery formation, it would be difficult for him to get out on his own.

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

Don't underestimate Yun Zhao just because his cultivation is inferior to mine. In terms of skill, he is far superior. He only used that magic weapon to bind me back then, which was actually a sign of mercy.

When the monkey saw Guanyin break through the formation, he was initially worried for Yun Zhao, thinking to himself, "That Bodhisattva is indeed a quasi-saint. Although Brother Yun has some skills, he is still no match for her."

To everyone's surprise, when Guanyin herself admitted, "You win," the monkey couldn't help but beam with joy. He waved his hands and said "Good!" several times, as if he himself had won.

Pigsy, who was lazily dozing off, rubbed his eyes and got up upon hearing this. Seeing Monkey King beaming, he hurriedly asked, "Brother Monkey! Did the Bodhisattva win? Can we leave now?"

The monkey laughed heartily, "Fool! You've guessed wrong, Brother Yun has won!"

Upon hearing this, Pigsy's face instantly fell, as if he had lost his parents: "What? That old demon defeated the Bodhisattva? What are you so happy about?!"

"This is it! Even a Bodhisattva couldn't defeat him, just who is he?"

Pigsy couldn't see through the situation or understand the specifics. He only thought that Guanyin Bodhisattva's power was boundless, yet she could lose to a city lord? He felt a deep sense of despair, realizing that his future was bleak and his thirty years of hard labor seemed endless.

Tang Sanzang comforted him, saying, "Bajie, don't be anxious. Isn't this another form of cultivation? As long as Buddha is in your heart, this place is the sacred mountain!"

Pigsy curled his lip, thinking to himself, "I didn't want to go to Mount Ling, I just didn't want to stay here."

But he didn't say it aloud.

In the void, Guanyin looked at Yun Zhao with a complex expression.

Although she only used three-tenths of her strength, she admitted that the formation shook the hem of her clothes. Although the scorch marks disappeared instantly, there were still traces to follow.

Yun Zhao, at the peak of the Taiyi realm, was able to trap me in this formation for three days, which was truly extraordinary. I cherished his talent even more, and thus I had the idea of ​​converting Yun Zhao.

She couldn't help but say, "Your skills are extraordinary, I admire you."

"Although you defeated me with a petty trick, the journey to the West is a predetermined destiny, a grand undertaking planned by the World Honored One. How can it be altered?"

"Why don't you stop now, benefactor? It's not too late to turn back. This humble monk dares to devise a plan for the city lord, at least to attain the Bodhisattva level. If you are willing to submit to the Western Paradise, the World-Honored One will surely be pleased."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao laughed heartily, cupped his hands, and said, "I appreciate the Bodhisattva's kindness, but as for the matter of joining the Western Paradise? Yun Zhao is used to being free and doesn't like being restrained. Thank you for your kind intentions, Bodhisattva."

Upon hearing this, Guanyin did not insist, but simply sighed, "What a pity, what a pity."

As the two were talking, suddenly they heard a great chorus of Buddhist chants from all directions, clear, solemn, and resounding throughout the heavens: "Benefactor, I see that you have an affinity with the Buddha. Please come to Mount Ling for a chat."

As the voice faded, a golden tablet appeared out of thin air!

The golden light shone in countless rays, Sanskrit characters flowed, and Buddha's light spread out like a sea, instantly locking in the surrounding space.

Hundreds of millions of Sanskrit characters are like chains, interwoven into a net, and the void is like a swamp, making it difficult for people to move!

Yun Zhao was greatly alarmed.

not good!

He activated his magic, his body surging with demonic energy, and protected by the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, but he felt as if the space was locked, his movements were sluggish, and he was as if he were stuck in a swamp.

Guanyin sighed slightly, wanting to say something, but realizing that the golden shield was the Buddha's doing, she swallowed her words.

The figure of Venerable Kasyapa appeared, his golden body solemn and majestic, standing ten thousand feet tall, with a halo of Buddha above his head and golden halos radiating from his hands.

Without saying a word, he displayed his Buddhist supernatural powers, waving his hand and striking Yun Zhao with a palm!

The palm shone with golden light, and the sound of Buddhist chants was deafening. Within the palm were countless Buddha kingdoms, mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, all of which were in motion. Its power was earth-shattering and directly suppressed Yun Zhao!

Although Kasyapa's cultivation was not as high as Guanyin's, he was still at the peak of the Great Luo realm.

Previously, Yun Zhao had fought with Guanyin and presided over the Blazing Flame Array for three days, which greatly depleted his magical power. Now, although his physical body possesses the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, how can it withstand this full-force attack?

His mind raced, demonic energy surged, and he swiftly unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, his body suddenly growing larger, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot giant. He held up the sky with both hands, activating the Five Elements Divine Power, intending to withstand the palm strike head-on.

A deafening roar!

The Buddha's palm shone with golden light like the sea, shattering the void, and the chanting of Buddhist hymns was like thunder, dispersing the demonic aura surrounding Yun Zhao.

Although his Dharma form was enormous, it was as fragile as paper. Under the overwhelming pressure of the Buddha's palms, the Five Elements Wheel collapsed.

His body trembled violently. Even with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique protecting him, he felt as if his internal organs were being overturned, and his golden blood gushed out. He was thrown back tens of thousands of miles, smashing countless layers of void clouds!

The power of that single palm strike severely injured Yun Zhao!

"Well done, Kasyapa!"

Yun Zhao steadied himself and looked at the other person without joy or sorrow.

Guanyin caught up: "Venerable One, why have you come to this?"

She took out a willow branch from the jade bottle, dipped it in a few drops of the Three Lights Water, and placed it on Yun Zhao. In no time, his severely injured body was almost completely healed.

There are also some hidden injuries that won't heal in a short time.

Upon hearing Guanyin's words, Kasyapa withdrew his golden form, returned to his normal size, and landed in front of Yun Zhao and Guanyin.

He first bowed to Guanyin, then said with a smile, "Benefactor, you have a karmic connection with the West. This humble monk has come to invite you to Mount Ling for a chat!"

Yun Zhao sneered: "Is this how your Buddhist sect treats guests? You have to seriously injure me before even inviting someone?"

Kasyapa did not answer, but just looked at Yun Zhao with a faint smile on his face.

"snort!"

"What if I say I'm not going?" Yun Zhao asked again.

"That's not up to you, benefactor." Kasyapa's voice was still calm, with a hint of kindness, but his words sent chills down one's spine.

Just as tensions were rising, a laugh suddenly rang out in everyone's ears.

"What a grand occasion! I, Old Sun, have come to join in the fun."

The monkey arrived unnoticed and subtly blocked Yun Zhao's path.

"Wukong".

Guanyin greeted Sun Wukong.

"How are you, Brother Yun? Are you alright? This divine water from the Bodhisattva can even revive a ginseng fruit tree, so this minor injury is nothing to worry about."

He examined Yun Zhao's body and greeted Guanyin, but ignored Kasyapa.

The other person still had a smile on their face, but it had faded a bit.

"Great Sage, this humble monk greets you."

It wasn't until Kasyapa spoke that the monkey turned around, looking as if he had just realized something: "So it's Venerable Kasyapa! Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize you for a moment, I thought you were some kind of demon."

These words were practically a direct insult to Kasyapa, and even with his remarkable composure, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Kasyapa, barely suppressing his anger, said, "Great Sage, please step aside. I have received the World-Honored One's decree to invite the City Lord to Mount Ling."