98: Chapter 98: Ascend Mount Ling to Kill (7 Updates) 98: Chapter 98: Ascend Mount Ling to Kill (7 Updates) Having waited for quite some time, Tiger-Subduing Arhat grew puzzled as to why Sun Wukong had yet to transform back.

He frowned, suddenly gripped by an unpleasant premonition.

A Bodhisattva, equally alarmed, could not help but ask, “Could it actually be the Buddha?”

Swallowing nervously, Tiger-Subduing Arhat said with some tension, “Surely not?

If it were truly the Buddha, why wouldn’t he have his magic artifacts with him?”

Arhat Dragon-Subduing became anxious as well.

He had a sudden feeling that he might have been tricked by Tiger-Subduing Arhat.

It was very likely that the person before them was not Sun Wukong in disguise, but the real Maitreya Buddha.

“Looking at Maitreya Buddha, he’s so gravely injured that it’s possible his artifacts were destroyed.

It’s normal for him not to bring any back.”

That’s what Arhat Dragon-Subduing deduced.

Hearing this, Tiger-Subduing Arhat also considered this possibility.

He glared at Arhat Dragon-Subduing, tempted to ask why he didn’t voice such suspicions earlier?

Now it was all too late to say anything.

“Shall we try one more time?”

A cruel light flashed in the eyes of Tiger-Subduing Arhat.

He didn’t want to try again; he wanted to kill Maitreya Buddha.

If this was indeed Maitreya Buddha, upon waking, he would surely seek vengeance.

Rather than waiting for Maitreya Buddha’s retribution, it would be better to make the first move and kill him.

Arhat Dragon-Subduing hesitated before transmitting his voice, “What if it truly is Maitreya Buddha?”

After a glance, Tiger-Subduing Arhat transmitted back, “If it’s truly Maitreya Buddha, and he awakens, do you think we’d still have a way out?”

The Buddhist experts also came to this realization.

The Buddha preached that all is void, but the people from the Buddhist Realm were certainly not void of everything.

When they turned cruel, even they themselves feared their own actions.

If the person before them truly was Maitreya Buddha, their days ahead would be troublesome.

Arhat Dragon-Subduing gritted his teeth and declared, “Let’s do it.”

A smile appeared on the face of Tiger-Subduing Arhat.

Dozens of Buddhist experts stepped forward as Tiger-Subduing Arhat called out loudly, “Ha ha, Sun Wukong, you still want to deceive us?

There’s no way, venerable Buddhist friends, let’s strike together and kill this Sun Wukong.”

Deep within the Yellow Springs Nether Sea, Ying Hook, with a look of disdain, thought that these bald donkeys were truly ruthless and their hearts filthy.

He would have to be particularly careful when dealing with them in the future.

Tiger-Subduing Arhat and his group had already made their move.

Just then, a glimmer of light appeared, and an old monk materialized before Maitreya Buddha – it was Lamp-Burning.

He snorted coldly and with a casual wave of his hand, a surge of mana emerged, blocking the attack from Tiger-Subduing Arhat and the others.

Seeing Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha arrive, Tiger-Subduing Arhat and his group were startled and quickly knelt down.

“We pay our respects to Lamp-Burning Buddha.

Buddha, please be cautious; the Maitreya Buddha behind you is transformed by Sun Wukong, watch out for his attack on you,” they said.

Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha turned to look and said coldly, “Nonsense.

He is obviously Maitreya Buddha and not a disguise by Sun Wukong.

You all almost killed Maitreya Buddha.”

“What?

How is that possible?”

Tiger-Subduing Arhat’s face showed utter shock, and if not for knowing the situation, Arhat Dragon-Subduing and the others would have been deceived by Tiger-Subduing Arhat.

At this point, they couldn’t help but marvel at Tiger-Subduing Arhat’s remarkable acting abilities.

Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha looked at him and snorted, “The good deeds you’ve done…

If it hadn’t been for Tathagata informing me about Maitreya facing a life-threatening calamity, he might have fallen victim to you already.

As disciples of the Buddhist Sect, daring to poison the hand against the Future Buddha, you’re absolutely heartless and mad.”

In a hurry, Tiger-Subduing Arhat quickly said, “Buddha, it’s all a misunderstanding.

How could we dare harm the Future Buddha?

Before, Sun Wukong transformed into an injured Maitreya Buddha and deceived us, killing over eighty percent of our experts.

Who knew this time it would truly be Maitreya Buddha, especially since he didn’t bring the Human Seed Bag and the Golden Cymbals with him?”

Giving Tiger-Subduing Arhat a deep look, Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha didn’t speak.

He just snorted softly and gently lifted Maitreya Buddha, then left the Netherworld.

At Mount Ling, Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha was overseeing the place.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, who had taken charge and resided there, was also driven away.

Some Buddha Bodhisattvas returned to Mount Ling, and although it was not as it had been before, it still commanded respect.

When they saw Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha carrying a bloody, barely breathing Maitreya Buddha into the assembly, everyone was shocked.

Who in the heavens and earth could injure Maitreya Buddha to this extent?

Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha placed Maitreya Buddha on the grand hall of Mount Ling and began treating his wounds himself.

Right at that moment, a giant staff, imbued with violent mana, came crashing down from the Vault of Heaven.

The newly rebuilt Mount Ling collapsed halfway once again.

“Sun Wukong.”

Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha’s eyes flared with fire as he gazed at the Vault of Heaven.

Sun Wukong stood high above, clad in Chained Golden Armor, with a Phoenix-Winged Purple-Gold Crown on his head, and Lotus Fiber Cloud-Stepping Shoes on his feet.

His golden eyes gleamed fiercely, majestic as a War God.

He reached out his hand, and the Jingu Bang flew back into his grasp.

Boom.

Sun Wukong descended, landing within Mount Ling.

He swung his staff to the side with a fierce blow.

A dozen Arhats on one side were obliterated by the strike.

After that, Sun Wukong smashed toward another side.

Another dozen Venerables were slain by his hand.

His body radiated an unruly and untamable aura, his eyes icy cold, as he stared proudly at the Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha and said, “Old Bald Donkey, what do you want by calling out to Old Sun?

Looking for death?”

A violent energy burst forth from him as he brought down his Jingu Bang in an overhead smash.

“How dare you!”

The Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva made a move, releasing the five-colored Buddha’s Light that transformed into a Buddha Wheel to block Sun Wukong’s strike.

Lamp-Burning breathed a sigh of relief as he was in the midst of healing Maitreya Buddha and truly didn’t have the energy to fend off Sun Wukong’s attack.

Fortunately, the Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva was there and capable of stopping Sun Wukong.

He felt somewhat irritated.

If not for the fact that most of Mount Ling’s strongest were stationed in the Netherworld, how could Sun Wukong be allowed to run amok here?

The Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha possessed the power to suppress Sun Wukong, but he was unable to spare any effort.

He was in the midst of aiding Maitreya Buddha in recovering from his injuries; to intervene would be to render all his previous efforts in vain.

The Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva and Sun Wukong engaged in combat, exchanging blows for dozens of rounds.

One was an Immortal Stone transformed since the Creation of Heaven and Earth, claiming the title of Great Saint bold enough to defy heaven.

The other was the Son of the Phoenix, the first peacock between heaven and earth, notorious for his evil deeds and cannibalism.

He once swallowed the Buddha whole, only to be captured by Buddha and consecrated as Buddha Mother Peacock Great Ming King Bodhisattva.

One had infinite supernatural powers and immense strength.

The other had boundless magical power and formidable divine skills.

They went back and forth for dozens of rounds, but the Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva found himself on the losing side.

He opened his mouth, intending to swallow Sun Wukong whole.

“Close your mouth.”

Seeing this scene, Lamp-Burning’s soul almost left his body.

This Peacock was too audacious, daring to attempt swallowing Sun Wukong.

Even if his body contained heaven and earth, he couldn’t possibly contend with Sun Wukong, and the outcome would likely be even worse than that of swallowing the Tathagata.

The Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva subconsciously closed his mouth.

Sun Wukong, who had actually shrunk in size, charged forward.

But the Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva had already closed his mouth.

Angered, he kicked right onto the peacock’s beak.

Thump.

A dull thud followed, and the Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva’s beak was bloodied.

A row of teeth flew out, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.

Sun Wukong returned to his normal size, swinging his Jingu Bang directly down at him.

“Impudence.”

Four stern shouts rang out as the Four Heavenly Kings rushed over.

They blocked Sun Wukong’s strike, but all were sent flying by the impact.

However, this provided the Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva an opportunity to escape.

His face was a picture of shock; in previous encounters with Sun Wukong, he had not been beaten.

It hadn’t been long, yet Sun Wukong’s strength had clearly improved considerably.

If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before he reached the realm of the Heavenly Venerate.

Sun Wukong raised the Jingu Bang, intent on slaying the Four Heavenly Kings.

“What audacity does this rascal monkey have to run rampant?”

A furious roar echoed; it belonged to a Bodhisattva with eyes wide in anger.

The Buddha’s protector, Virudhaka, wielding the Vajra Pestle of Virudhaka, charged at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong’s expression grew solemn; this Great Bodhisattva was a skilled warrior with profound strength, certainly not one to be underestimated.

After exchanging blows for hundreds of rounds, Sun Wukong began to slowly gain the upper hand.

At that moment, the Four Heavenly Kings and the Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva once again joined the fray.

Sun Wukong displayed the form of three heads and six arms, with the Jingu Bang also splitting into three.

He held his own against the siege of six major figures from the Buddhist Realm, their battle trapped in a stalemate.

Just then, another joined the fray.

Venerable Mahakasyapa entered the battle, joining the onslaught against Sun Wukong.

“Well met!”

Sun Wukong laughed heartily, a boundless heroic spirit awakening in his heart, as if he had returned to the days of the Havoc in Heaven.

Back then, he alone forced the Nine Luminaries to hide, the Four Heavenly Kings to vanish without a trace.

He fought all the way to the Hall of Light, where the Daoist Dharma Protector King Spiritual Official and the thirty-six generals of the Thunder Department attacked him in unison, yet still could not subdue him.

What did such an array count for now?

Sun Wukong grew more valiant as the battle progressed, fighting with exhilaration.

He couldn’t help but let out a long, skyward howl that thundered like a roar.

All the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Venerables of Mount Ling changed color in shock.