Chapter 47 - 47 47 The Might of Ziwei

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47: Chapter 47 The Might of Ziwei 47: Chapter 47 The Might of Ziwei Great Immortal Zhenyuan stepped back, and with a sweep from the universe within his sleeve, he almost captured the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva who had rushed toward him. The Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, still trembling with fright, dodged to the side. The reputation of the Ancestor of Earth Immortals was indeed well-deserved. Meanwhile, Sun Wukong and Amitabha Buddha finally started fighting. Behind him, the image of a Ferocious Ape emerged, towering immeasurably high, bellowing at the sky. Boom. The Jingu Bang fell, Immortal Light resplendent, collapsing the Starry River. Amitabha Buddha summoned the Nine-Tiered Lotus Platform, blocking the might of the Jingu Bang. Then, releasing nine-colored Buddha’s Light, he enveloped Sun Wukong in it, intending to suppress him. “Break for Old Sun.” Sun Wukong sneered wickedly, his mana gathering throughout his body, he delivered a world-shocking strike. Thump. A muffled sound rang out as the Nine-Tiered Lotus Platform was sent flying. Sun Wukong charged out, faced Amitabha Buddha and struck him on the head with his staff. A sharp light flashed in Amitabha Buddha’s eyes, his intent to kill awakened. He formed the Precious Vase Seal and released it, blocking the strike. Following that, he struck the Demon-Subduing Seal, releasing an immense force that sent Sun Wukong recoiling. Compared to a Great Heavenly Venerate like Amitabha Buddha, Sun Wukong’s combat strength was still lacking. “You dare claim immortality? Mere frog in a well.” Having said this, Amitabha Buddha reached out directly toward Sun Wukong. Infinite voids appeared between his fingers. Once caught, Sun Wukong would be trapped within, unable to escape. Sun Wukong had suffered at this move before. Now, he was not about to suffer it again. Without hesitation, Sun Wukong dodged the attack. Circulating behind Amitabha Buddha, he swung the Jingu Bang directly, intending to split Amitabha Buddha’s head open. Clang. A loud sound echoed as the attack was blocked by Buddha’s Light. Amitabha Buddha’s figure slightly trembled, yet he sustained no injury. Not only that, but the corner of his mouth also revealed a triumphant smile. Sun Wukong’s heart skipped a beat, immediately sensing trouble. It was too late by the time he started retreating. The Three Thousand Buddha Nations descended, entrapping him within. The power of the Three Thousand Buddha Nations instantly overwhelmed him, his face turned as red as fire, breathing flames from his nose and mouth. Amitabha Buddha’s lips slightly curled up in a mocking smile. Undying Body? Ridiculous. Sun Wukong clenched his teeth in anger, pressed under the weight of the Three Thousand Buddha Nations, his Mysterious Skill operating at its peak, yet unable to break free. Seeing a trace of disdain in Amitabha Buddha’s expression, Sun Wukong’s eyes turned fierce. Suddenly, his body expanded, employing the Law of Heaven and Earth, transforming into a colossal Ferocious Ape. The Jingu Bang also enlarged, and as Sun Wukong gripped it in his hand, he swung it with difficulty. Boom. With his strike, all of the Three Thousand Buddha Nations shattered. Sun Wukong leaped out, returning to his normal size. His eyes glinted fiercely as he rushed toward Amitabha Buddha once more. Amitabha Buddha was also taken aback. All of his Three Thousand Buddha Nations had been destroyed; Sun Wukong’s abilities were stronger than he had imagined. Facing the onslaught of Sun Wukong, Amitabha Buddha was not flustered. He retreated calmly, then infinite Buddha’s Light condensed, forming a blade of law, slashing directly at Sun Wukong’s head. Clang. The Jingu Bang blocked the blade of law, but Sun Wukong’s figure was also stopped. Amitabha Buddha faintly smiled and said, “Wukong, though you are a naturally born Victorious Fighting Sage, your time spent in cultivation is still too short. Merely a Taiyi Celestial Immortal, you could not possibly threaten me unless you ascend to the level of Heavenly Venerate.” Sun Wukong understood this as well. Amitabha Buddha was not just any Heavenly Venerate, but one reputed to have attained immortal enlightenment as a Great Heavenly Venerate. Among such existences, there were only six throughout the heavens and the earth. Not all Great Heavenly Venerates were warriors, but reaching such a realm, each was a genius of extraordinary caliber. Wanting to battle well was not a difficult task for them. Sun Wukong remained silent as he made his move again. The clash of mana between the two brought forth the laws of the dao, entwining around them, submerging the area. Everyone knew that Sun Wukong could not possibly be a match for Amitabha Buddha, but he was merely relying on his Undying Body to desperately counter the other. The battle became increasingly intense. The entire Trayastrimsa Heaven was destroyed, and the fight gradually spread to the six heavens of the Desire Realm. Countless living beings wailed, perishing amidst the great war. Nezha and the others were in peril, covered in blood. It was their own blood, as well as that of the strong warriors from the Buddhist Realm. They themselves did not know how many adversaries they had slain, all fighting to the point of madness. A figure rushed into Trayastrimsa Heaven, his purple aura vast and dignified beyond measure, it was Great Emperor Ziwei. Amitabha Buddha sensed his arrival immediately, and could not help but change his expression. One of the Four Heavenly Kings, Great Emperor Ziwei. Even Tathagata, when he was alive, had to treat him with great respect. “Cease!” Great Emperor Ziwei called out coldly. Some of the Buddhist Realm’s warriors, already crazed from battle, directly attacked Great Emperor Ziwei. “Cease!” Amitabha Buddha shouted, his expression changing. About a dozen Buddhist Realm warriors charged at Great Emperor Ziwei, among them Bodhisattvas and some Arhats. They had not seen Great Emperor Ziwei before and did not know who the newcomer was. Hearing Amitabha Buddha’s shout, they wanted to stop, but it was too late. A dozen attacks had already been unleashed. Great Emperor Ziwei’s expression darkened, but he did not make any discernible move. A dozen purple thunderbolts appeared and struck down simultaneously, hitting those dozen Arhats and Bodhisattvas. Spurt. Those Arhats and Bodhisattvas were directly blasted into oblivion under the thunderbolts, their forms and spirits annihilated. Instantly, all the strong Buddhists were drawn to the commotion here. They turned their gaze in his direction. Upon seeing Great Emperor Ziwei, those who recognized him — the Buddha Bodhisattvas — were all startled. This great figure had actually come himself. “Amitabha Buddha, I command you to have the warriors of the Buddhist Realm cease,” said Great Emperor Ziwei coldly, using a tone of command rather than one of negotiation. The Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist Sect might be powerful, but their esteemed positions were only within the Buddhist Realm itself. If not serving in the Heavenly Court, they are no different from loose immortals. In front of this true top-tier powerhouse of the Heavenly Court, naturally, they possess no clout, including Amitabha Buddha. Amitabha Buddha’s expression darkened, but he still commanded, “Everyone, cease.” Instantly, all the battling Buddhas and Bodhisattvas stopped fighting. Great Immortal Zhenyuan also stepped out from the crowd. Seeing this Great Immortal, Great Emperor Ziwei’s expression eased slightly as he nodded slightly, saying, “Great Immortal is also here.” His attitude towards Great Immortal Zhenyuan was completely different, very polite indeed. Great Immortal Zhenyuan smiled slightly and said, “Sensing that my sworn brother was in trouble, I came to rescue.” Great Emperor Ziwei nodded, his gaze landed on Amitabha Buddha as he asked coldly, “Amitabha Buddha, do you know your crime?” The saints of the Buddhist Realm all felt a jolt in their hearts, showing worried expressions. No matter how strong the Buddhist Realm’s might, the Heavenly Court is the true ruler of the Three Realms, with all beings under its jurisdiction. Facing this questioning by the great emperor of the Heavenly Court, the Buddhist Realm naturally could not be at ease. Amitabha Buddha said solemnly, “This seat does not know what crime it has committed.” Great Emperor Ziwei snorted coldly, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket struck down, hitting Amitabha Buddha directly, causing him to tremble all over. This thunderbolt, although it did not injure Amitabha Buddha, gave the entire Buddhist Realm a sense of humiliation. Great Emperor Ziwei’s gaze was sharp as he coldly stated, “In the presence of this emperor, you dare to call yourself ‘this seat’?” Amitabha Buddha remained silent. The author’s note: Pure Journey to the West setting, please do not mix with Divine Enthronement setting.

Chapter 47 - 47 47 The Might of Ziwei

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