Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 463 The Methods of the Saintly Buddha of War

Upon hearing this, the mockery on Sun Wukong's face became even more pronounced.

"As the Buddha said, since I have already committed a great sin, I don't care if I commit even more sins. If the three Buddhas are capable, then come and take me away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong swung his staff, turning space into dust. The power of supreme laws enveloped the golden cudgel, pressing down on the three Buddhas!

Sun Wukong understood this when he obtained the power of a Quasi-Saint Great Perfection with the help of the Golden Cudgel and his armor.

His armor and the Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff) were all prepared for him by his teacher on the nameless fairy island.

The event triggered today and was put to his use. It was his teacher on the nameless immortal island who told him that he should not have any worries in today's battle and could just go all out!

If that's the case, then what is there for him to be afraid of?

He's just one of the three Buddhist venerables; let's fight him. What is there to fear?

Sun Wukong struck with lightning speed, his golden cudgel perfectly embodying the indomitable laws of fate and the battle-hardened laws of war!

The terrifying Dao energy surged forth like a tidal wave, causing the vast heavens to tremble and turning the surrounding space into dust in an instant.

It seemed that the entire world was filled with the calamity energy from this single blow!

It transformed into a storm, swirling around the Thirty-Three Heavens, and in an instant, the entire Three Realms seemed to be plunged into darkness!

"Such formidable strength!"

As the leaders of Buddhism, the Supreme Buddha, Dipankara, Bhaisajyaguru, and Maitreya all felt immense pressure at this moment!

They couldn't figure out why the monkeys had become so powerful.

If there were a method of enlightenment, it could be done, but the borrowed power would never be one's own power; at most, one could only unleash about 70-80% of that power.

But the monkey was different; this immense power was perfectly integrated into its body.

It was as if the person before him was truly a supreme Great Sage of the demon race.

"Today marks the final step in our Buddhist plan, and we cannot afford any mistakes. You two will accompany me to suppress the demon monkey!"

The pharmacist clasped his hands together, and a dense, almost tangible golden aura emanated from his body, piercing through the clouds.

The next moment, a giant golden pestle appeared in the void, pressing down on the monkey under the blessing of supreme Brahma light.

Ran Deng offered up his own spiritual treasure, the innate coffin.

Maitreya then unleashed the Mixed Gold Bell.

The three supreme spiritual treasures, with unstoppable momentum, clashed fiercely with the Golden Cudgel.

In mid-air, a resounding voice rang out, and the three spiritual treasures—the giant pestle, the coffin, and the golden cymbal—were directly blasted away.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel) lost its momentum and suddenly fell back into Sun Wukong's hands.

Sun Wukong's fighting spirit surged to its peak, and in the next moment, he transformed into a golden streak of light and flew towards the three Buddhas once again.

The pharmacist and his team dared not be careless and were on high alert.

Soon, the sound of ping-pong balls colliding echoed in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them had fought thousands of rounds in mid-air.

Various spells, supernatural powers, and escape techniques were readily available to him, as if they were his own arms. Astonishing Daoist essence rippled outwards in circles.

The surrounding space had already been shattered time and time again.

Sun Wukong seems to be a war god born for battle!

The more they fought, the stronger they became, and the more freely they wielded their weapons. By now, they had firmly gained the upper hand, suppressing the three of them: the Pharmacist, Maitreya, and Randeng.

In his hands, the golden cudgel seemed to have multiplied from one into countless. With each swing, it created afterimages, its powerful and sweeping movements overwhelming others. No matter how many tricks you have up your sleeve, I will break them all with my own strength.

In the Lingxiao Palace, Taibai Jinxing's face grew anxious. "Great Heavenly Venerable, this monkey is far too powerful! Even the three Buddha Venerables of Buddhism are no match for him. What will happen next..."

Haotian remained calm and composed. "What's the panic? Don't forget, behind Buddhism, there are two sages!"

"Didn't the Dao Ancestor say that within countless eons, sages cannot enter the primordial world?"

As Venus finished speaking, a golden bell seemed to vibrate in his mind, and he abruptly stopped, closing his mouth.

Sages cannot enter the primordial world, but that does not mean they cannot leave a legacy in Buddhism.

No matter how powerful Sun Wukong is today, he will probably still be unable to escape being suppressed.

Thinking of this, Venus sighed slightly, feeling somewhat reluctant.

But in the midst of this great calamity, there are no players, only pieces. No one can control their own destiny; they can only drift with the tide and strive for that sliver of hope.

Nine Heavens, the Golden Cudgel was suddenly swung out, striking back the three great Buddhas with a single blow.

Sun Wukong, like a war god, looked down at the three medicine masters, a disdainful smirk on his lips. "The Buddha of Buddhism is nothing more than this. If this is all the skill you have, then you are destined to die!"

"Senior brother, take it out."

Maitreya smiled wryly, he really hadn't expected this monkey to be so powerful.

The pharmacist nodded slightly and took out a golden jade talisman from his bosom.

Inside the jade talisman was sealed a golden decree.

The pharmacist decisively crushed the jade talisman, and the golden decree inside flew out.

"Buzz!"

Golden light shone from the sky, and the Dao's essence filled the heavens. Golden lotuses bloomed and blossomed from the void, densely covering the sky.

The golden decree grew larger in the wind, eventually transforming into a gigantic Buddha's hand that blotted out the sky and the sun, seemingly unable to contain even the Three Realms.

"This is the power of a saint!"

"Buddhism has such a trump card! Monkey, you're in danger!"

"All men are but ants before a sage; no matter how rebellious a monkey may be, it is no match for a sage!"

The countless powerful beings of the primordial world all shook their heads and sighed. The moment the golden decree appeared, the monkey's fate was already sealed.

The golden Buddha's palm shone with dazzling light in mid-air, pressing down on Sun Wukong from above.

"Following the laws of Heaven and Earth!"

Sun Wukong's fighting spirit surged to its peak, and with a sudden tremor, he transformed into a gigantic figure tens of thousands of feet tall, capable of plucking stars and seizing the moon with every move.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang grew larger in his hands, eventually becoming the size of a pillar of heaven, rising from below to meet the golden Buddha's palm!

"boom!"

A massive explosion erupted across the Three Realms as the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) collided violently with the giant palm, causing the earth to tremble and mountains to shake.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) was shortened by a section, and Sun Wukong was slammed from the heavens to the earth, his feet sinking deep into the ground. Floods reversed, the earth cracked, and the ground shook violently, creating a scene of apocalypse.

"drink!"

Sun Wukong, undeterred, cracked and popped his bones as he tried to lift the giant hand!

The giant hand seemed to sense Sun Wukong's intention, and a burst of rich golden light suddenly erupted, once again unleashing a terrifying pressure.

The few inches of space that Sun Wukong had just lifted were pressed down again, the oppressive force becoming increasingly terrifying, as if it wouldn't be satisfied until it had crushed him into a pulp.

The pharmacist watched this scene calmly, without the slightest surprise. Below the level of a saint, all are but ants; this is the law, the rule.

The countless powerful beings of the primordial world gripped the hem of their robes, staring intently at Sun Wukong, a profound despair welling up within them.

It's too big, the gap is too big!

No matter how powerful a monkey is, it is as vulnerable as an ant under the power of a sage.

(End of this chapter)