All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

Sun Wukong's body trembled violently. His previously dried-up meridians, upon contact with the innate Yi Wood spiritual energy, were like parched earth receiving rain, frantically and greedily absorbing this life force.

What's most striking is the top of his head.

The dark golden swastika mark that had been relentlessly suppressing his soul actually began to sizzle under the impact of the cyan spiritual liquid, as if a red-hot iron had been thrown into ice water.

"Roar--!!!"

Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes and let out a deafening roar.

Suddenly, two extremely dazzling golden fire pillars, each a hundred feet long, burst forth from those originally dim and lifeless fiery eyes, shooting straight into the sky!
With this roar, the "Brahma Soul-Suppressing Seal" personally blessed by the Buddha finally could not withstand the overwhelming vitality of the ginseng fruit and shattered into countless golden light spots with an extremely crisp cracking sound!
Soul imprisonment, broken!

"Hahaha! I, Old Sun, am alive again!"

Sun Wukong leaped into the air, and in a very short time, the charred fur all over his body rapidly fell off, replaced by gleaming dark gold hair. His muscles bulged high, and the ferocious aura of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven was even three times stronger than before he was injured!
He snatched the golden cudgel from his ear and slammed it to the ground with a bang, causing the entire Longevity Hill to shake three times.

Tang Sanzang turned around and looked at the revitalized Sun Wukong. His tense body finally relaxed, and he let out a long breath. He didn't utter a single word of reproach for Chu Yang's forceful snatching of the immortal fruit; he simply walked forward silently and patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder.

"Brother, I can't thank you enough!" Sun Wukong looked at Chu Yang with extremely fervent eyes and pounded his chest heavily. "With this Soul-Suppressing Seal broken, I, Old Sun, have enough strength to pierce a hole in the sky!"

Chu Yang was also overjoyed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed the second ginseng fruit to Tang Sanzang.

"Master, please have this one."

Tang Sanzang looked at the fruit, which was shaped like a baby. Although he knew it was a supreme celestial fruit, he still subconsciously took half a step back and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Chu, this humble monk is but a mortal, and this fruit is of no use to me. Moreover, the shape of this fruit… this humble monk simply cannot bring himself to eat it. You expended a great deal of energy to break the formation just now, so please eat this fruit. We need to deal with that White Feather, and the stronger you are, the better.”

Seeing the determination in Tang Seng's eyes, Chu Yang knew that he still hadn't gotten over that hurdle in his heart, so he didn't press the matter further. He didn't stand on ceremony and directly stuffed the ginseng fruit into his mouth.

boom!
Chu Yang felt an extremely cool current rush straight to his head. He immediately sat down cross-legged and frantically circulated the "Supreme Forgetfulness Record" mental technique within his body.

Within his dantian, the sword spirit, formed from gold and red hues, began to spin and solidify at an incredible speed after absorbing the innate wood elemental energy. The small sword, originally only an inch long, grew to three inches in just a few breaths!

What surprised Chu Yang even more was that his divine sense was greatly nourished in the process. His perception range expanded more than tenfold in an instant, and every blade of grass and every rustle of wind within a hundred miles was clearly imprinted in his mind.

He could even clearly sense that in the high clouds less than fifty miles from Longevity Mountain, an extremely cold and violently murderous aura of immortals was rapidly approaching them.

"That birdman has arrived!"

Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, a terrifying sword intent flashing within them. He grabbed the Sword of Slaying Karma from the ground and stood up.

He carefully put the third ginseng fruit into his storage space, then looked at Sun Wukong.

"Brother Monkey, your injuries have healed, it's time to take revenge." A bloodthirsty smirk appeared on Chu Yang's lips.

Sun Wukong turned his neck, making a cracking sound as his bones popped. He looked up at the clouds above, his fiery eyes gleaming with golden light, and the pent-up, raging killing intent he had been suppressing was released without reservation.

"Brother, I'm entrusting Master to your protection. As for that hairy beast, I, Old Sun, will personally twist his head off today!"

"Arrogant monkey, you're courting death!"

No sooner had Sun Wukong finished speaking than a thunderous shout suddenly rang out from the sky.

"call--!"

The clouds above Longevity Mountain were torn apart with extreme brutality. Bai Ling was still wearing his white crane feather cloak, but at this moment, his left leg was bent at an extremely strange angle, and a large patch of feathers on the left side of the cloak was bald, clearly indicating that he had been severely injured by Sun Wukong's previous blow.

Bai Ling's dark golden pupils were now filled with extremely venomous bloodshot veins. He looked down at the three people in front of the Wuzhuang Temple, and when he saw Sun Wukong standing there full of energy, with the Brahma Soul-Suppressing Seal on his head gone, his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

"You actually... stole Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit?!" Bai Ling's voice became shrill with extreme shock and anger. "This is impossible! How could you cripples possibly break through the Wuzhuang Temple's formation!"

“Nothing is impossible in this world.” Chu Yang stepped forward, coldly looking at Bai Ling in mid-air, “Just like you absolutely cannot return to Mount Ling alive today.”

"How arrogant!" Bai Ling laughed in anger. He flipped his right hand, and the dark golden "Brahma Soul-Suppressing Seal" reappeared in his palm. At the same time, his left hand held up the "Eight Desolate Pure Water Bowl" that exuded extreme cold.

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish today! This time, I'll not only shatter your souls, but also freeze your bodies into ice sculptures, so you'll never be reincarnated!"

"town!"

Without any further words, Bai Ling slammed the Brahma Soul-Suppressing Seal down on Sun Wukong. The enormous golden swastika symbol once again unleashed an extremely terrifying divine soul pressure, pressing down on Sun Wukong like Mount Tai.

"Still using that trick?"

Sun Wukong stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding. He raised his head, looking at the rapidly enlarging seal, and a hideous smile appeared on his lips.

"I, Old Sun, was caught off guard just now, but now that my soul has been restored to its original state, do you really think I've been sleeping soundly under the Five Fingers Mountain for the past five hundred years?!"

"big big big!"

The golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hand instantly swelled in the wind, transforming into a colossal pillar with a diameter of tens of feet reaching the sky.

This time, however, Sun Wukong did not use his golden cudgel to smash the seal. Instead, he poured his extremely violent magical power into the golden cudgel without reservation.

"Break for me, Old Sun!"

Sun Wukong grabbed the giant golden cudgel with both hands and, in an extremely tyrannical and violent manner, swung it around like a baseball, striking the descending Brahma Soul-Suppressing Seal hard!
"clang--!!!"

A terrifying clang of metal striking metal, almost shattering eardrums, boomed across the sky above Longevity Hill.

A visible circular shockwave instantly spread out, snapping all the towering ancient cypress trees within a radius of several miles in half.

To Bai Ling's utter disbelief, the Tathagata's treasure, which was said to be able to suppress all divine souls, was actually sent flying by Sun Wukong's extremely barbaric blow!
"Crack!" In mid-air, an extremely fine crack appeared on the dark golden seal. The seal let out a mournful cry and transformed into a stream of light, flying uncontrollably into the deep mountains in the distance.

"This...this is impossible!" Bai Ling gasped in shock, his arrogant and indifferent expression instantly replaced by extreme terror. That was a magical treasure bestowed by the World Honored One, and this monkey had actually knocked it away with a single blow?!

"Impossible, my ass! Take this from my old Sun!"

Sun Wukong struck hard, giving Bai Ling no chance to catch his breath. He pushed off the ground with both legs, transforming into a golden whirlwind that shot into the sky, arriving in front of Bai Ling in an instant.

The golden cudgel, carrying a terrifying, world-destroying aura, slammed down on Bai Ling's head without any fancy moves.

"Water Curtain Sky Splendor!"

Bai Ling was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. She hurriedly raised the Eight Desolate Pure Water Bowl above her head and poured out the Nine Nether Profound Water from the bowl without reservation, which transformed into an extremely thick, icy blue water shield above her head.

"boom!"

The golden cudgel slammed heavily onto the water shield. Although the extremely cold water shield was tough, it only lasted for half a breath before shattering into countless ice shards in the face of Sun Wukong's divine power, which was enough to split the heavens and the earth.

"puff--!"

Bai Ling was so shocked by the violent force that she spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like a cannonball.

"Brother! It's up to you!" Sun Wukong roared in mid-air.

"Roger that!"

Chu Yang, who had been poised to strike from below, had his eyes flashing wildly red. He used his footwork to its fullest extent, his figure moving like lightning, instantly appearing in the trajectory of Bai Ling's fall.

"Get down here!"

The sword spirit within Chu Yang's dantian emitted an extremely high-pitched sword cry. He gripped the Sword of Slaying Karma and Ignorance tightly with both hands, and the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire was frantically compressed on the blade, transforming into a ten-zhang-long, extremely condensed dark red sword beam.

"Red Lotus Severs Karma!"

Chu Yang faced the falling white feather and slashed the sky with his sword!
Bai Ling was unable to maintain his balance in mid-air. He watched helplessly as the dark red sword light slashed towards him. The sword light contained not only extreme heat, but also a terrifying power of law that could sever all life and ignore all defenses.

"No! I am the Spirit Crane of Mount Ling! You cannot kill me!"

Bai Ling let out an extremely desperate scream, frantically waving the last remaining wings on his back, trying to dodge the fatal sword strike.

"Thorn--!"

The sword light sliced ​​through Bai Ling's body with the smoothness of cutting tofu.

Bai Ling's screams came to an abrupt halt.

His body suddenly froze in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, a dark red line of fire stretched from his brow down to his abdomen.

"boom!"

The crimson karmic fire erupted instantly from that line of fire, completely igniting Bai Ling's proud, icy skin and jade-like bones.

"Aaaaaah—!"

A bloodcurdling scream echoed throughout Longevity Mountain. Bai Ling struggled frantically in mid-air, transforming into a giant fire crane. But the more he struggled, the more fiercely the Red Lotus Karmic Fire burned, for his arrogant disdain for mortals and his karmic burdens were the perfect fuel for this flame.

In less than ten breaths.

The screams gradually faded. The enormous fire crane in mid-air, burned by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, was completely reduced to a cloud of extremely fine white ash, which dissipated with the wind.

"Clap."

A dull, faded glass bowl and a large, burnt, and incomplete golden net fell to Chu Yang's feet.

Chu Yang sheathed the Sword of Slaying Karma and exhaled a long breath. He looked up at the empty sky, his eyes extremely cold.

“Buddha, you old dog, I’ve taken you in. This is just the beginning.”

The Western Paradise, the Great Thunder Temple.

Suddenly, the water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool began to boil violently. The golden mist on the surface, formed from pure faith, shattered beyond recognition, like a tattered rag torn by a gale. The golden koi carp that had been swimming peacefully at the bottom of the pool seemed to sense some terrifying tremor, leaping out of the water only to crash back down with a panicked splash.

Deep within the main hall, a crisp yet chilling cracking sound echoed through the deathly silence.

"Click".

Hanging in the side hall to the right of the main hall, among the row of jade tablets representing the life souls of the core disciples of Lingshan, there was a jade tablet carved with a white crane spreading its wings. Without warning, it split in two and then turned into a cloud of fine white powder, which fell softly onto the sandalwood offering table.

That was Bai Ling's natal jade pendant.

In the very center of the main hall, the enormous golden body of the Buddha, standing sixteen feet tall, swayed slightly. His eyes, which seemed forever calm and serene, suddenly opened, and two beams of dazzling golden light, almost tangible, shot out, instantly piercing through the dome of the Great Thunderclap Temple and looking towards the direction of Longevity Mountain in the lower realm.

"Bai Ling... has passed away." The Buddha's voice was slow and deep, yet it carried an extreme, suppressed rage. The entire Mount Ling trembled slightly as he uttered those words.

The Bodhisattva Guanyin, standing at the lower end, trembled and suddenly raised her head. For the first time, an undisguised look of horror appeared on her eternally dignified and compassionate face.

"How is this possible?!" Guanyin Bodhisattva exclaimed, nearly dropping the jade bottle in her hand. "World Honored One, Bai Ling possesses the Brahma Soul-Suppressing Seal and the Eight Desolate Pure Water Bowl, and is also sealed off by the Zhou Tian Bodhi Net. Even if that impudent monkey has extraordinary abilities, he would be utterly powerless against the suppression of the Soul-Suppressing Seal! Chu Yang is merely a mortal; how could he possibly kill Bai Ling? Moreover, Longevity Mountain is Zhen Yuanzi's Daoist temple; how dare they act so recklessly there!"

The Buddha did not answer immediately. He stretched out his enormous golden palm and made a grasping motion in mid-air. (End of Chapter)