The Battle in Journey to the West-Chapter 24 - 0 A Merciless Wusheng Sword Slays the

“Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal!” Yuan Hong cried out, suddenly spitting blood, expelling all the remaining vital blood within his body.

Suddenly, Wukong shouted,: “Sister! Do not damage this body. Just expel his Primordial Spirit, and that will suffice!”

Yang Jian looked up and saw a woman in a Taoist robe, expressionless, cold as ice, standing in the void, stepping on a lotus, carrying a green sword on her back. Although the woman was extremely beautiful, her demeanour was too aloof, stern, and somewhat unapproachable. Yang Jian felt a chill rise in him with just a glance; she was a Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, the strongest existence below Saints!

Even though Wukong had suspected Wusheng’s great magical power, he was still shocked when he heard Yuan Hong yelling “Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal.” If Wusheng, his sister, possessed such mana, what about Patriarch Subhuti? Could he not be of saintly caliber? If not one of the Three Pure, he must at least be a Quasi-Saint, otherwise, how could he have taught such formidable disciples?

Seeing the situation unfold, Yuan Hong turned to flee, now nothing more than a lame duck.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Wusheng’s voice contained no emotion, as bland as a casual greeting. Her fingers curled into a fierce claw.

Five streaks of blue light burst from her fingertips, interweaving above Yuan Hong’s head into a large net. Yuan Hong could only flee downward, but unexpectedly, there was now a lotus beneath him, the very one Wusheng had been standing on moments before. Yuan Hong let out a loud cry, releasing those mysterious characters, but Wusheng’s Heavenly Net was already set up, leaving no chance for escape.

Yuan Hong couldn’t help but feel alarm: “If it were my heyday, I could have fought her, but now I’m merely at the mercy of others! I’m not willing to accept this, having hidden for so long, only to be killed after finally snatching this body! Break free!”

The mysterious characters Yuan Hong deployed suddenly exploded, a mix of five-colored lights and Buddha Light erupting like colliding meteors. However, Wusheng remained expressionless, as cold as one who has no friends, her fingers drew in, tightening the net further. The explosive force all fell on the net and the lotus, merely causing a few tremors but failing to break through.

“Fine! You’re forcing my hand!” Yuan Hong roared, spitting out a character, which neither Wukong nor Yang Jian recognized—but from Yuan Hong’s words, they knew he was making a desperate final stand. This character surely had an extraordinary origin.

Yuan Hong enunciated distinctly, “This character is ‘Destroy,’ the ‘Destroy’ of obliteration! It is the strongest force!”

Wusheng’s expression finally changed slightly. Her left hand formed the Thunder Magic, suppressing demons with thunderbolts, and her right formed the Mount Tai Seal, a double suppression by thunderbolt and Mount Tai!

But even then, it was difficult to withstand this “Destroy” character, a terrifying force that actually began to forcefully pry open Wusheng’s Heavenly Net. However, Yuan Hong also struggled immensely to control this character; otherwise, he would have earlier used this “Destroy” character to reduce Wukong and Yang Jian to ashes. Wukong and Yang Jian, astounded by this scene, could only rely on Wusheng now, hoping that she would subdue this fiend.

Wusheng then uttered an incantation:

Heaven and earth, the mysterious origin, the root of myriads of Qi, centuries of cultivation confirm my divine powers.

Inside and outside the Three Realms, Tao alone is honored, my body covered in golden light reflects my form.

Unseen when looked at, unheard when listening, encompassing heaven and earth, nurturing all beings.

Chanting it once brings a glow to the body, the Three Realms’ guards and the Five Emperors receive.

All gods pay homage, commanding thunder to strike, demons cower, and spirits vanish.

Within me, the Thunder God remains hidden, wisdom and perception intermingle, Five Qi rise vigorously.

“Golden Light, swiftly appear and protect the True Person, with haste as mandated by law.”

This was the Daoist Sect’s exceedingly profound spell, “Golden Light Divine Spell.” By cultivating this spell, one could borrow the power of the Five Emperors from the Heavenly Court, including the power of the Central Extreme Purple Micro Emperor. However, the latter did not possess much cultivation, but it was still better than nothing. A golden light rose from Wusheng’s body, and of course, to cultivate such a spell, one needed immense magical power; otherwise, how could one make the emperors lend their power? One might burst alive from the force entering one’s body.

A divine radiance brilliant as the sun burst from Wusheng, and suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, drew the long sword from her back, and with a light shout, she brought down the blade in a swift strike!

With a single strike, as if an immortal had descended to the mortal realm, she killed enemies miles away, the world seemed plunged into darkness, illuminated only by the bright gleam of her sword light.

Wukong internally shuddered with fear, amazed by his senior sister’s formidable mana; he had truly never seen it before! The beauty of that strike was indescribable—borrowing the divine power of the Heavenly Court’s five emperors, a strike that could not be blocked, where all techniques must submit. Compared to the sword light Yang Jian had just used with the Immortal-slaying Sword, Wusheng’s was like comparing an ant to a colossus.

“No!”

Yuan Hong screamed in terror; a character for “destroy” had already been pierced through by Wusheng’s sword. Sword Qi coursed powerfully and divine light enveloped everything, eliminating the character in an instant.

Without that character to sustain him, Yuan Hong was immediately captured by Wusheng. She was not one for many words; she just slapped her hand on Yuan Hong’s crown, and with the sound of thunder, his Primordial Spirit immediately scrambled to escape but was caught by Wusheng using the horsetail whisk from her belt, pulled it back and grasped it in her hand.

Wusheng snorted coldly and said indifferently, “Scourge!”

Knowing that Wusheng would not spare him, he laughed wildly: “The Various Heavens shall return sooner or later, and the Saha World is doomed!”

Wusheng tightened her delicate fingers, and the Primordial Spirit in her grip scattered like smoke, unable to even enter the reincarnation cycle.

Seeing Wusheng, Wukong felt a new wave of fear and said with an awkward smile, “Senior Sister, what brings you here?”

Wusheng glanced at him and replied calmly, “Of course, to check what problems had occurred here. Why are you here too?”

Wukong pointed at Yuan Hong’s body and said, “It’s karma, I suppose. He is the Tongbei Monkey, and I am the Spiritually Enlightened Stone Monkey. The Four Great Divine Monkeys all have karmic connections with each other. As of now, Yuan Hong is burnt out, and I will take his body to cultivate the Thirty-six Heavenly Transformations External Incarnation.”

Wusheng frowned and responded, “Oh? I see. I was passing by and felt mana fluctuations, so I came to check and it was indeed you. I still have things to attend to now, so please help yourself, and don’t expect me to rescue you every time.”

Wukong bowed reluctantly and said, “Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister. Please go ahead.”

Wusheng snorted and departed on a lotus, leaving behind the vast and mysterious starry sky. Who knew where to search for the Map of Mountains and Rivers now?

Yang Jian then asked, “Is that your Senior Sister?”

Wukong replied, “Yes.”

Yang Jian queried, “Why didn’t you tell her about Tathagata’s plot?”

Wukong looked at Yang and said, “Brother Yang, this matter is of great importance. You and I have joined forces, and I owe you for several rescues, so I will no longer keep it a secret and will share this matter with you.”

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He then explained Tathagata’s plot to travel West, the competition with the Daoist Sect, and the attempt to seize the cosmic fortune, which left Yang Jian trembling with fear, yet somewhat incredulous, saying, “But Tathagata, having transformed from a disciple of the Great Celestial Venerable, the True Man of the Jade Tripod, into a Buddha, how dare he challenge his former mentors and seniors?”

Wukong shook his head and replied, “Brother Yang, you are free to disbelieve this, but please keep it quiet. Just be aware of it, so you won’t blame me when the truth emerges later.”

Yang Jian managed a sheepish smile, now holding a certain respect for Wukong. Having been unable to hurt the opponent without Wukong’s repeated attacks, he bowed to Wukong and said, “Wukong, I once had a karmic tie with Goddess Nu Wa, and you originated from her Heaven-mending Stone. In this sense, we can somewhat consider ourselves fellow disciples. Quickly take Yuan Hong’s body before it’s too late, and then let us search for the Map of Mountains and Rivers together.”

Wukong nodded and replied, “This Art of Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting is no small feat. I trust you, Brother Yang. Please protect me.”

Wukong then seated himself before Yuan Hong’s body, which was completely drained of its essential blood, needing the slow infusion of a Primordial Spirit to nourish it.

Yang Jian, armed and standing nearby, and Howling Celestial Dog sitting on the ground, both guarded Wukong.

Knowing Yang Jian to be honorable, Wukong wasn’t overly concerned and began to operate the spell, intending to cultivate Yuan Hong’s body into an External Incarnation.

Whether he succeeded or failed, please listen to the next part of the story.