Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven
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99: Chapter 99 I, Old Sun, Am the Ancestor of Demons (8 Updates) 99: Chapter 99 I, Old Sun, Am the Ancestor of Demons (8 Updates) Sun Wukong was completely berserk; even with everyone’s combined strength, they were all repelled by him.
He was ferociously unrivaled, and with a roar, a swath of Arhats exploded.
What is called a peerless great demon, what is called a supreme Demon Head.
Today, Sun Wukong thoroughly taught them a lesson.
The powerhouses of the Buddhist Realm who had previously belittled Sun Wukong, now all fell silent as cicadas in winter.
They looked at Sun Wukong with horror, their faces white as sheets.
Virudhaka was trembling all over, barely able to hold onto his Vajra Pestle.
The Four Heavenly Kings were nearly hammered to pieces by Sun Wukong on several occasions, and Venerable Mahakasyapa was kicked in the stomach by Sun Wukong.
He was sent flying and didn’t get up for a long time.
One of Peacock Mahamayuri’s legs was blown apart by Sun Wukong, making it difficult for him to even stand.
Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha suddenly made a move, a point of light emerged, which was a wisp of lamp flame that magnified in front of Sun Wukong.
The flame was extremely terrifying, as if it could burn through the Great Universe.
Sun Wukong sensed danger and, with a fierce shout, he advanced instead of retreating, thrusting a vast amount of mana forward.
The lamp flickered, trembling within the overwhelming mana, on the verge of going out.
Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha snorted coldly.
He exhaled a breath of essence and energy, which merged into the lamp flame.
Boom.
The flame enlarged, with the potential to burn the heavens.
Sun Wukong had to retreat to avoid the terrifying fire.
He snorted coldly and mustered his own Divine Skills.
A violent wind blew, scattering the lamp flame everywhere.
The halls of Mount Ling caught fire and began to burn.
Buddhist disciples with lower cultivation were touched by the flames and immediately burned completely, body and soul.
Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha’s face turned black.
He had not expected that his own intervention would not only fail to injure Sun Wukong but instead resulted in the death of many of Mount Ling’s Buddhist disciples.
This caused Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha’s eyes to redden.
Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
“Lamp-Burning, as always, you are laughable.”
Lamp-Burning’s face turned ashen.
He stared at Sun Wukong and said coldly, “Sun Wukong, you target my Mount Ling time and again; could it be that you truly believe we cannot kill you?”
The corners of Sun Wukong’s mouth lifted slightly, and he arrogantly replied, “Indeed, that’s what Old Sun thinks.
If you’re unsatisfied, then come and kill Old Sun.”
Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha struck directly, appearing instantly in front of Sun Wukong and swiping at him with a palm.
Sun Wukong snorted coldly and slapped back with his hand.
Their palms collided, unleashing a horrifying wave of Divine Power.
Sun Wukong grunted, retreating backwards.
After all, Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha was on the cusp of ascending to Great Heavenly Venerate.
With Sun Wukong’s Celestial Immortal cultivation, he was naturally at a disadvantage.
However, he sustained no injuries.
Sun Wukong soared into the sky, standing high above, looking down at all the Buddhas of Mount Ling.
“Lamp-Burning, last time you ambushed me, now I’m just collecting some interest.
This matter is far from over.
Old Sun will be waiting.”
After dropping the threat, Sun Wukong turned and left.
Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha had no intention to chase after him, because he couldn’t keep up.
He frowned, deeply annoyed.
Being targeted by this monkey, the days ahead for Mount Ling were feared to be far from peaceful.
The most terrifying thing was that this monkey had few concerns and was not solely focused on charging ahead.
If he couldn’t win, he’d simply run away.
Even if Tathagata were here, he would be helpless against him.
“Ancient Buddha, I feel that Sun Wukong is about to become a Heavenly Venerate.”
Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva stepped forward and shared his feelings.
Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha’s expression turned even uglier.
Without even being a Heavenly Venerate, Sun Wukong was already so troublesome.
If he became a Heavenly Venerate, what then?
He waved his hand and said, “I know.
You all don’t need to worry about this matter any longer; I will handle it.”
Sun Wukong returned to Huaguo Mountain.
Seeing him come back, everyone was invigorated.
They all knew Sun Wukong had gone to Mount Ling to cause trouble and had not followed him.
Everyone understood that a Sun Wukong with no ties or concerns was the most fearsome.
With the ultimate speed under the heavens, he could run if he couldn’t win.
“Great Saint, how did it go?”
He Xiangu asked expectantly.
Sun Wukong recounted the events.
A collective gasp of amazement escaped from everyone.
The fact that Sun Wukong had stormed Mount Ling was one thing, but he had also slain so many.
He had faced off alone against Venerable Mahakasyapa, Virudhaka, the Four Vajra, and Peacock Mahamayuri and had still emerged victorious.
In the end, even when Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha intervened, he couldn’t do much to Sun Wukong; Sun Wukong was just too powerful.
“Heh, to provoke Old Sun is to invite this outcome, Mount Ling is no exception; I’ll flip it over just the same,” Sun Wukong said with a laugh, his spirit astonishingly bold.
He then instructed everyone to start seizing believers from the minions of Buddha.
Everyone felt a shock to their core; were they truly declaring war against Buddha?
Seeing their astonished expressions, Sun Wukong asked with a grin, “What?
Not daring enough?”
He Xiangu was the first to snap back to reality and said fiercely, “What’s there to fear?
It’s just Tathagata Buddha, isn’t it?
Scared of him?”
Seeing He Xiangu say this, the others quickly nodded their heads.
Otherwise, it would seem they were even less courageous than a woman.
Ksitigarbha was somewhat worried, though.
He understood all too well the might of Buddha, and he knew the measures Buddha could take.
If they really opposed Buddha, he had plenty of means to deal with them.
“Worried?”
Sun Wukong glanced at Ksitigarbha.
Ksitigarbha nodded earnestly and said, “Yes.
Wukong, you are clashing with the Buddhist Realm now because Buddha has not shown himself.
If Buddha were to appear, you might not have the upper hand.
Moreover, our numbers are too few.”
A glint of brilliance flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes, and he smiled faintly, “If we’re short on people, we can recruit more.
Aren’t there still six of the Eight Immortals?
We could also borrow some from Great Emperor Ziwei.”
Borrowing people from Great Emperor Ziwei was fine, but Ksitigarbha doubted whether Sun Wukong and Great Emperor Ziwei were that close.
Would Great Emperor Ziwei really help Sun Wukong against Tathagata?
It was hard to imagine.
“Great Saint, that’s a fine idea,” said Lu Dongbin, his eyes brightening without any hesitation.
He believed Great Emperor Ziwei would definitely be willing to help Sun Wukong, from any perspective.
With Lu Dongbin speaking thus, Ksitigarbha stopped overthinking it.
Still, he reminded Sun Wukong, “Wukong, just think it through.
Once you formally confront Tathagata Buddha, it might become a fight to the death, won’t it?”
There was something else he didn’t say—that those who opposed Tathagata usually didn’t end well.
Sun Wukong laughed heartily, his pride undiminished as he said, “Then let’s see who lives and who dies.
Old Sun has been wronged for thousands of years; it’s about time for an eruption.
I want those people to know Old Sun is not their pawn, nor an ant to be trampled.
Even if I’m not their match, I will still tear a piece from their flesh if they try to control me.”
Seeing the somewhat fierce look on Sun Wukong’s face, everyone grew worried.
They feared Sun Wukong’s fixation on vengeance would lead him into the Demon Dao.
Sun Wukong saw their concern and reassured them with a smile, “Don’t worry.
Old Sun is already the biggest demon; what Demon Dao is there left for me to fall into?
I’m the very Ancestor of Demons.”
Everyone was speechless.
But thinking about it, it was indeed the case.
Sun Wukong’s cultivation might not be the absolute best, but his combat power was unmatched.
Which demon could claim to be stronger?
His self-proclamation as the Demon Ancestor was not at all inaccurate.
Moreover, he was one of the Seven Great Demon Sages.
“All right, go on and do what you must.
If you encounter anything you can’t handle, just notify Old Sun.
I intend to break through Tathagata’s arrangements starting from the Eastern Continent,” Sun Wukong said with a cold laugh.