Chapter 258 - 258 183 Take a Strike from Old Sun_7

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258: Chapter 183: Take a Strike from Old Sun_7 258: Chapter 183: Take a Strike from Old Sun_7 “There’s no need for such formalities between him and me.” Sun Wukong said, curling his lips. Thanking Great Emperor Ziwei? Who knew how smug that guy would get, his mouth might even twist from smiling too much. So, Sun Wukong would definitely not thank him. Amitabha Buddha wore an understanding expression, the words “emperor and empress” nearly slipped out. Fortunately, he didn’t say it. Otherwise, Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang would have come crashing down on him without hesitation. Just then, Sun Wukong suddenly shouted, “Shao Siming, you’ve been watching the show for quite some time, it’s time for you to come out.” Amitabha Buddha’s face was originally smiling, but upon hearing the three words Shao Siming, he couldn’t help but shiver. He widened his eyes, somewhat startled, and couldn’t help but ask, “Great Saint, what did you just call out? What Shao Siming?” Amitabha Buddha might not have realized it himself, but his voice was actually trembling, clearly startled by the words Shao Siming. Sun Wukong glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said, “The one who destroyed my Great Sage Temple and killed hundreds of incense visitors wasn’t someone else, but Shao Siming, a subordinate of the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. Just now, the Five Extremes War God was also controlled by her to come here. Shao Siming truly lives up to her reputation as the first ruthless person under the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. Her methods are indeed astonishing.” Amitabha Buddha took a deep breath. He looked around, searching for Shao Siming’s whereabouts. He was really taken aback, the name Shao Siming, like a kind of demonic nature, made even Amitabha Buddha, a top Great Heavenly Venerate, shudder in his heart. But, for a long time, no one responded to Sun Wukong. Amitabha Buddha looked at Sun Wukong doubtfully, wondering if he had guessed wrong. After all, the era of Shao Siming was incredibly distant from now; it shouldn’t be her. “Great Saint, could you have made a mistake? How could Shao Siming still be alive? When the divine generals drove the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi away back then, if she hadn’t died in battle, she should have been exiled, it’s impossible for her to have survived.” Sun Wukong glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said, “She is still in the Three Realms, has always been in hiding, and is in fact right here at the scene right now.” Amitabha Buddha was startled, he looked around but couldn’t find anything amiss. He was somewhat suspicious while staring at Sun Wukong. Logically, if he, a Great Heavenly Venerate, couldn’t see it, Sun Wukong, merely at the realm of Heavenly Venerate, shouldn’t be able to detect it either. How did he know Shao Siming was here? Sun Wukong’s gaze fixed on a patch of void, he smiled faintly, and asked, “Shao Siming, do I really need to invite you out?” Amitabha Buddha’s heart tightened. He prayed that Sun Wukong was just speculating and hadn’t truly discovered Shao Siming since if Shao Siming was in the Three Realms, that would be quite a problem. Without even needing the Eastern Emperor to return, just she alone could stir up storms in the Three Realms. Amitabha Buddha smiled somewhat strainedly and said, “Great Saint, stop joking.” Sun Wukong looked at him, then shook his head and said, “A person by birth, yet chose to become a thief; hundreds of lives, even though they seem like ants in your eyes, in Old Sun’s view, no life should be undervalued, you shouldn’t arbitrarily take those innocent lives.” With that, he directly collided into the void. The next moment, a great battle erupted. Accompanied by Sun Wukong’s roaring, in less than a moment, Sun Wukong was sent flying back. Powerful mana circulated on his body, he stared at the girl in front of him. Dressed in a long white gown, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her bare, jade-like little feet stood in the void, appearing like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. Who could have thought that she was the infamous Shao Siming from ancient times, the first ruthless person under the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. Amitabha Buddha looked grim; Shao Siming was indeed in the Three Realms, Sun Wukong had not lied. Based on Amitabha Buddha’s understanding of Shao Siming, the fact that she dared to show herself meant she had enough assurance to withstand the joint suppression of immortals and Buddhas of the Three Realms. Shao Siming’s gaze fell on Amitabha Buddha, she smiled slightly and said, “Little Monk, we meet again. Back then, I patted your head and told you that you would definitely achieve great things, and it turns out I guessed right, I’m really incredible.” Amitabha Buddha pressed his palms together; he said a little nervously, “I also have to thank Shao Siming for her auspicious words.” “So, you want to thank me?” Shao Siming smiled slightly, her smile enchantingly lethal. Amitabha Buddha almost nodded subconsciously, but he quickly suppressed the impulse. Amitabha Buddha was shocked inside, Shao Siming’s methods were so strong, she almost had him under her control. It seemed the person controlling the Five Extremes War God had indeed been Shao Siming. Even he, a Great Heavenly Venerate, almost fell for it, let alone the Five Extremes War God; they were just five Celestial Immortals. “Cough cough, I’ve already thanked you just now.” Amitabha Buddha calmed down and said with a smile. If anyone could outdo him in thickness of face, it would be an achievement. Sun Wukong gave Amitabha Buddha a thumbs up; his adaptability was indeed strong. Shao Siming sighed, her stunningly beautiful face showing a hint of regret. “It’s such a pity then, I originally wanted to recruit you. Now it seems, there’s no hope for that.” Then, she suddenly smiled gleefully at Sun Wukong and asked, “How about it, Monkey, how about serving under me?” Sun Wukong pointed at himself, then swung out his staff. Shao Siming caught the Jingu Bang with one hand, her enormous mana surged, and her body didn’t even shake.

Chapter 258 - 258 183 Take a Strike from Old Sun_7

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