Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven-Chapter 1116 - 345: One of the 12 Kings

The black halberd descended like a black flood dragon, madly charging forward. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The opponent’s strength was formidable, even among the supreme beings, he was outstanding.

Moreover, facing Sun Wukong, he was full of confidence.

No matter what, Meng Tianhuo did not believe that a mere Great Heavenly Venerate had the power to defeat him.

Therefore, while he was cautious, he didn’t take it too seriously.

Meng Tianhuo contemplated to what extent he should severely injure Sun Wukong, so as not to anger the other two individuals alongside him.

He wasn’t afraid of the Queen Mother and felt their strength was comparable.

However, when facing the Eastern King, Meng Tianhuo felt a deep-seated trepidation.

That feeling was akin to facing an ancestral presence.

He believed the man before him might be at a level similar to an ancestor.

Confronted by Meng Tianhuo’s strike, Sun Wukong brandished the Jingu Bang, and as it swept against the wind, he directly swung it out.

This was a real, head-on collision.

Meng Tianhuo cursed inwardly, calling him a fool; did such a being dare to clash with him?

He slightly subdued his strength, afraid of accidentally killing Sun Wukong.

At that moment, a horrifying force emanated from the halberd, causing Meng Tianhuo’s expression to change.

The next instant, he was sent flying sideways, crashing not far away.

At this moment, Meng Tianhuo’s face turned dark.

He looked at Sun Wukong in shock, never expecting that his opponent’s strength would be equal to his own.

Not only that, he had reserved his strength earlier, yet Sun Wukong had taken the upper hand.

This was an opponent that couldn’t be underestimated.

Realizing this, Meng Tianhuo dared not be careless anymore.

He stood up from afar, pointed the halberd at Sun Wukong, his expression growing serious.

"Very well, it seems I underestimated you earlier, since you have such strength, I will now give it my all."

Feeling Meng Tianhuo’s change, Sun Wukong smiled and said lightly, "Go ahead, Old Sun can’t wait any longer."

"Kill."

Meng Tianhuo’s eyes turned cold as he charged forward.

The halberd descended, overwhelmingly powerful to the extreme,

At this moment, even the void was fracturing, with Chaos Qi surging, enveloping the figures of both combatants.

Sun Wukong moved as well, rushing to engage.

The Jingu Bang and halberd collided, the intense Mana intertwined and clashed, bursting forth terrifying waves.

The Queen Mother was a bit shocked, unable to resist saying, "The Great Saint’s strength is almost catching up with mine."

The Eastern King remarked bluntly, "It’s not that he’s almost catching up, he’s already surpassed you, and with the Great Saint’s techniques, if you two fight, you’d be the dead one."

The Queen Mother: "..."

She was truly astonished, evidently having not realized that Sun Wukong was already this powerful.

Initially, the Queen Mother thought Sun Wukong was indeed formidable, but compared to herself, there should still be some gap.

Now it seemed she had thought too much.

The two figures clashed fiercely, every strike bursting forth with astonishing strength.

The Eastern King said in surprise, "This Meng Tianhuo’s strength is quite good, I originally thought the Great Saint could quickly take him down."

"Indeed, he’s not weaker than the Great Saint. If I faced him, it might only be a draw."

The Queen Mother’s expression grew somber.

Within the Kunlun Ruins, there were actually so many masters.

Any supreme being that emerged wouldn’t be weaker than her; it was impossible to know just how many masters inhabited the Kunlun Ruins.

The two engaged in battle, both resorting to their True Fire.

They weren’t merely fighting at close quarters; they utilized various techniques, unleashing countless Immortal Techniques, capable of destroying mountains and lands.

For the first time, Sun Wukong encountered such a troublesome opponent, whose combat power was comparable to his, yet Sun Wukong didn’t have the advantage.

Wanting to overcome him was not an easy task.

He could only deploy all his techniques, even simultaneously releasing multiple Immortal Techniques, transforming them into a wave of chaotic light, attempting to penetrate the opponent’s defense.

Yet, though Meng Tianhuo coughed blood, he still managed to block.

Sun Wukong’s expression grew increasingly grave.

Earlier, even Yang Jian would have been injured by his attacks.

Yet, Meng Tianhuo only coughed a few mouthfuls of blood.

From this, it was evident how strong Meng Tianhuo was.

Boom.

Sun Wukong struck again, attacking fiercely.

They battled intensely, their punches and strikes causing the heavens and earth to crumble.

He felt a fire burning in his heart, having fought for so long without overcoming his opponent felt too incompetent.

Sun Wukong didn’t know that the astonishment Meng Tianhuo felt in his heart was entirely equal to his own.

Meng Tianhuo was not an ordinary supreme being; his lineage was profound, his methods extremely formidable.

No one with equivalent strength could suppress him.

Much less someone like Sun Wukong, who was just a Great Heavenly Venerate, already suppressing him.

Such a result was utterly unacceptable to Meng Tianhuo.

He went berserk too, resorting to tactics that exchanged injury for injury, striving to fight Sun Wukong desperately.

The fight reached hundreds of moves, with both sides seeing red.

However, the Eastern King and Queen Mother were unfazed.

Sun Wukong possessed an Immortal Body and the Root of Immortality.

To exchange injury for injury with Sun Wukong was the most foolish behavior.

Of course, Meng Tianhuo didn’t know this and kept fighting fiercely.

Sun Wukong smiled, though feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Continuing this way, even if he defeated Meng Tianhuo, he felt it wouldn’t be honorable.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but advise, "I have the Root of Immortality, if you keep fighting like this, the one to lose will definitely be you."

Originally, Meng Tianhuo was fighting desperately, but upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, his face darkened.

He looked at Sun Wukong, almost going berserk himself.