Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System-Chapter 255 - 246: Self-destruction? Crush! _2

"Once invoked, it wards off all evil, remains untainted by any magic, and can disregard any divine weapon’s offence, shrugging off all damage from supernatural spells!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he knew the old man had donned an impenetrable turtle shell.

Indeed, he then heard the Southern Extremity Longevity Star mock, "Now that I stand on invincible ground, what can you do to me?

You can’t break through the Celebratory Clouds of All Heavens, so you can’t stop me from executing the divine will.

I advise you to let Liu Xiu abdicate his throne as King of Man to spare me from personally taking his life!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong burst into laughter, "Hahaha... what a huge joke. Indeed, I cannot break the Celebratory Clouds of All Heavens, but can you hurt me?

If I just stand here motionless, can you cause me the slightest harm?"

The Southern Pole Immortal furrowed his brows and immediately took out the Jade Ruyi, throwing it with one swing.

But Sun Wukong really didn’t dodge, and just like the Southern Pole Immortal earlier, he stood his ground, immovable!

The Martial Emperor, Ao Lie, the Demon King, Yang Jian, and others were all shocked.

That was the supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Jade Ruyi, and also, it was cast by a peak Quasi-Saint like the Southern Pole Immortal. In the Three Realms, scarcely any Quasi-Saint would dare catch it with their body!

But it was too late to stop it.

Seeing that Sun Wukong still didn’t dodge, the Southern Pole Immortal was also taken aback, but then sneered, "Indeed audacious and arrogant, courting your own death!"

The golden-rimmed Ruyi emitted divine light, ripping through the void, and in an instant, struck Sun Wukong’s forehead.

Clang!

Following a resounding clang, space itself exploded, spreading countless fierce and terrifying abyssal cracks.

"What?!" The Southern Pole Immortal’s face changed dramatically.

The expected scene of his forehead blossoming did not occur, and Sun Wukong was, against all odds, completely unharmed, standing proudly amidst that ruptured void.

He had the Celebratory Clouds of All Heavens to protect him, but what was Sun Wukong relying on?

A body comparable to Innate Treasures? Impossible!

"Hehe, I gave you a chance, but you were useless, so don’t blame me for being unkind now." Sun Wukong sneered coldly, and struck again.

With a shake of his body, he used the Law of Heaven and Earth, becoming unimaginably huge, surrounded by swirling red blood energy.

"No matter how hard your shell is, I refuse to believe your flesh is just as tough!"

Whoosh!

No sooner had his words fallen than the Jingu Bang slammed down fiercely, with a vast shadow that multiplied a hundred thousand times in an instant, as though it could crush the Myriad Heavens Worlds.

The terrifying momentum shook heaven and earth, changing the Southern Pole Immortal’s complexion dramatically as he hastily turned into a streak of golden light, trying to flee the scene.

But it was already too late.

The Jingu Bang moved even faster, instantly landing on the Celebratory Clouds of All Heavens.

Boom boom boom...

The Southern Pole Immortal was directly smashed away, then one staff after another, a hundred thousand heavy shadows of the staff fell in succession.

Sun Wukong stepped through the void, not thinking about breaking through the shield of the Celebratory Clouds of All Heavens at all, but simply releasing all his power.

Crushing!

"Sun Wukong!" The Southern Pole Immortal panicked, trying to counterattack, but he had no chance to fight back!

"How could he have such a formidable body?"

In his confusion, he was filled with incomprehension.

Immortal cultivation was mostly about cultivating one’s Primordial Spirit, understanding the natural laws, seldom about specifically cultivating one’s body.

Usually, it was the Witch Clan, the Demon Path, that emphasized physical cultivation, along with some Demon Clans whose bodies were naturally strong, but their strength wasn’t to such extent—certainly not to the extent of Sun Wukong’s physical cultivation!

"Such wisdom, such power, truly frightening indeed," the Martial Emperor exclaimed from afar.

Clearly, Sun Wukong was counting entirely on his strength to injure the Southern Pole Immortal through the protective cover of the Celebratory Clouds of All Heavens.

If once was not enough, then do it countless times!

In the Three Realms, perhaps only a few Immortal Quasi-Saints had such power to dare to fight like Sun Wukong.

And looking back, or rather two hundred years ago, when he first met Sun Wukong, the two were in different realms.

At that time, he had just beheaded his Good Corpse and stepped into the Quasi-Saint Realm, while Sun Wukong was still a Daluo Golden Immortal.

But now, Sun Wukong had already reached the pinnacle of the Three Realms.

To beat the Southern Pole Immortal so he couldn’t fight back, such strength was naturally that of a peak Quasi-Saint.

Apart from perhaps being lesser in terms of Divine Weapons and Supernatural Spells than ancient powers like Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Ming He, he was comparable in other aspects.

"Merely two hundred years," the Martial Emperor mused to himself.

This was what he found terrifying about Sun Wukong. Those ancient beings had cultivated for lengthy eons to achieve their peak Quasi-Saint strength and depth.

But Sun Wukong’s time of cultivation was too short; compared with those ancients, Sun Wukong’s future clearly held more possibilities.

Given time, what heights could he reach?

The Martial Emperor couldn’t imagine; he only knew that standing with Sun Wukong was definitely the right choice.

Therefore, he didn’t hesitate to accept Sun Wukong’s invitation this time, taking the royal seal as King of Man and helping to restrain the multitudes of totems.

He was also the only Quasi-Saint Realm totem representative present.

On the other hand, the Demon Kings of the Demon Realm like the Bull Demon King, Dragon Demon King, Roc Demon King, Lion Camel King, Yu Ruyi King, and Macaque King, besides being amazed, were also gratified.

Grateful that they had sworn brotherhood with Sun Wukong back then and not become enemies, and even more grateful that their relationship with Sun Wukong had lasted until now.

Now that Sun Wukong finally needed these old brothers, it was their chance!

Yang Jian, the God with the Third Eye, was silent; with his three eyes opening and closing, it was hard to tell what he was thinking, as if he had been struck a blow.

After all, he too had once fought with Sun Wukong, and although the battle ended in his defeat, being banished from heaven, the gap between them was not as vast as it was today.