Chapter 45 - 45 45 Havoc in the West

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45: Chapter 45: Havoc in the West 45: Chapter 45: Havoc in the West “Gold Star Taibai.” Immortal Master Erlang called out loudly. Gold Star Taibai shuddered, then hurried over, excitedly saying, “True Lord, I too am willing to join you in causing an uproar in the West.” Immortal Master Erlang spoke solemnly, “Take the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and my brothers away; I don’t want needless casualties.” Instantly, the Plum Mountain Brothers’ expressions changed. They were about to speak up, wanting to stay. Immortal Master Erlang glanced at them and said gravely, “This is a military order.” The Plum Mountain Brothers immediately dared not to speak. Only the barks-at-heaven dog wagged its tail, looking pitiful. As a result, Immortal Master Erlang kicked it over to the side of the Plum Mountain Brothers. “None of you think about leaving the West?” Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva arrived, his fierce might overwhelming; he said with a cold laugh. “Let them leave, no one is to trouble them,” Amitabha Buddha said in a deep voice. Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva: “...” The slap in the face came too fast. His face turned somewhat unsightly; he gave Amitabha Buddha a look but ultimately said nothing. Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha wore a look of sadness, staring at Sun Wukong and the others, but killing intent seeped out from him. Gold Star Taibai glared at Amitabha Buddha and the others resentfully, then reluctantly led the Heavenly Soldiers away. The Plum Mountain Brothers also left; nobody dared defy the True Lord’s commands. The True Lord was good to his brothers, but he also valued military orders as unshakable as mountains; once he issued an order, he would not tolerate dissenting voices. Here remained only Sun Wukong and the other three. The Master of the Black Nest’s expression held a hint of mockery. “Yang Erlang, if those Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were still here, given Amitabha Buddha’s nature, he might not dare to take action, fearing to offend the Three Pure Ones and Four Heavenly Masters. Yet now, you have allowed Taibai to lead them away, truly courting death.” Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva stared at Sun Wukong and the others, speaking sternly, “Today, I want them all dead.” “My Buddha, think thrice.” Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva spoke up, actually trying to dissuade Amitabha Buddha. “Don’t talk nonsense, take action,” the Master of the Black Nest said coldly. Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva frowned in dissatisfaction, saying, “It’s not your place to speak.” “Silence.” Amitabha Buddha glanced at Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva and chided him unsatisfactorily. Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva trembled all over. Just who was this Master of the Black Nest? Amitabha Buddha actually heeded his words and even scolded himself on behalf of the Master of the Black Nest. Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva kept his mouth shut. “Would the True Lord be willing to release them?” Amitabha Buddha asked again. The situation was now different from before; he questioned Immortal Master Erlang, wielding at least half of the Buddhist Sect’s power. Immortal Master Erlang said coldly, “Release your mother’s fart.” The assembled immortals and Buddhas were stunned. “Haha.” Sun Wukong burst out laughing, his staff falling to the ground. “Refreshingly direct.” Wukong laughed as he spoke. The next moment, he charged out, with the Jingu Bang automatically flying into his hand, and smashed directly towards Amitabha Buddha. A sneak attack, perfectly executed. He had long been displeased with this fellow. Compared to the crafty old Tathagata, Amitabha Buddha was even more detestable to him. Dong. A loud clang resounded; Amitabha Buddha’s Buddha’s Light blossomed, protecting his body, and Wukong’s strike did not harm him. Wukong was not surprised by this result. The opponent was a Great Heavenly Venerate, indeed a truly indestructible entity. If a casual strike from him could harm Amitabha Buddha, then the title of Great Heavenly Venerate would be rather cheap. “Rascal Monkey, you dare.” “Take down the Rascal Monkey.” ... Reprimands came one after another, as the Buddha Bodhisattvas made their move, killing their way forward. Countless supernatural spells covered the skies, sweeping toward them. Sun Wukong infused mana into his golden cudgel, fiercely shaking it. All the divine spells in the sky were blocked, torn apart by him. At this moment, Nezha also took action. His fire-point spear thrust forward, aiming directly at the incoming Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva. Great God of the Three Altars of the Ocean, Prince Nezha, the top War God of the Three Realms, his reputation was indeed well-deserved. Brimming with heroic vigor, he alone stopped the murderous Peacock Mahamayuri. The two sides engaged in fierce combat, and for a time, it was hard to determine the winner. The Vajra Indestructible Buddha fixed his gaze on Sun Wukong. Holding the demon-subduing pestle in hand, he personally entered the fray, charging toward Sun Wukong. His golden body was indestructible, and Sun Wukong was also of an immortal body. The two fought together, a perfect match of equals, each meeting their match in skill. The Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha also made a move, joining the Vajra Indestructible Buddha in attacking Sun Wukong. “Think you can scare me?” Sun Wukong let out a fierce roar, transforming into a being with three heads and six arms, and fought against them. For a moment, even with two Buddhas personally taking action, they still could not overwhelm him. “The Buddhas are troubled.” Amitabha Buddha spoke to the Medicine Buddha. The Medicine Buddha entered the fray. He and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva led the attack, while the Sandalwood Merit Buddha and others supported them, besieging Master Erlang. Sha Wujing and Little White Dragon faced Zhu Bajie, with somewhat complex expressions on their faces. Sha Wujing even brought his hands together in a prayer position, attempting to persuade, “Second brother, return to the shore of conscience, it’s still not too late for you to regret.” “If we are brothers, then stand down. I will not make it difficult for you. If we are not brothers, then make your move immediately, stop the pointless chatter. Boxun killed my wife, drove me towards the Demon Dao, had it not been for Monkey saving me, I would have long fallen into the demon path. There is irreconcilable enmity between me and Boxun, and if the Buddhist Sect stands in the way of my revenge, I will regard them with the same irreconcilable enmity.” Hearing Zhu Bajie’s words, Little White Dragon and Sha Wujing looked at each other in disbelief. They knew that between their second brother and the Buddhist Sect, there was no room left to turn back. They raised their weapons, pointing them at Zhu Bajie. Zhu Bajie appeared disappointed but quickly let out a cold sneer. “You think you can stop me? That’s utterly ridiculous.” He, the great Marshal Tianpeng, would not have held onto his position without sufficient capabilities. He might not match Monkey, but the idea that just the two of them could stop him was greatly underestimating his strength. The Nine-Toothed Rake was raised in his hand. “Kill.” Intense killing intent was released, and Zhu Bajie made his move against Sha Wujing and the others. Despite joining forces, Sha Wujing and Little White Dragon were knocked back. They wore expressions of shock, staring at Zhu Bajie in disbelief. This was not the Zhu Bajie they knew; his strength was simply too formidable. Hundreds of Arhats came in for the kill, besieging Zhu Bajie. Zhu Bajie’s body radiated the brilliant light of Taiqing, cutting a swath through the five hundred Arhats. “He truly is a disciple of the Elder Lord.” Amitabha Buddha’s expression shifted slightly. Endowed with the Most Precious Gold Spade and having once said that his ascension was due to an Immortal’s enlightenment, which included a gift of a Nine-Turn Great Restoration Pill. In all the heavens, only the Elder Lord would gift away a Nine-Turn Great Restoration Pill. That Immortal must certainly be the Elder Lord. Otherwise, there’s no explaining this Immortal Light of Taiqing emanating from Zhu Bajie. Now, all four Sun Wukong and his companions had their adversaries and were caught in tough battles. Aside from Amitabha Buddha, almost all Buddha Bodhisattvas and Arhat Venerables had entered the battle. Trayastrimsa Heaven seemed to have descended into an apocalypse, with a bloody storm brewing. “Moo.” A cow’s bellow that penetrated heaven and earth sounded, as a white ox charged into Trayastrimsa Heaven, its form as large as a mountain, its aura fierce against the sky. “Brothers, I’ve arrived.” The Ox Demon King reverted to his true form, crashing into Trayastrimsa Heaven. Brothers may quarrel, but when one is in trouble, the others must come to aid.

Chapter 45 - 45 45 Havoc in the West

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