Wandering Movies

On the top of Mount Buzhou, there are lush and ancient tea trees rooted on the edge of the cliff. When the wind blows, the flowing inscriptions of laws on the swaying leaves of the tea trees emit a faint light, giving the top of the mountain a special spiritual force field.

Wang Ming sat cross-legged on a stone platform under the tea tree. He picked up the teapot in front of him and refilled the empty teacup in front of him with a leisurely and casual movement.

If one did not look at the group of saints locked in the void around him by the chains of order, one would have thought that Wang Ming was having afternoon tea.

"you……"

"Who are you anyway? How could my magical powers be broken so easily?" The Supreme Sage of Journey to the West, who always emphasized tranquility and inaction, could no longer remain calm at this moment.

What he was most proud of was developing the magical power of transforming one qi into three pure ones.

This made him the true number one saint under the Heavenly Saint Hongjun.

Although he has Hongjun, the Heavenly Saint, above him, he is bound by the Heavenly Saint and has no freedom at all. As a result, he, the Supreme Saint, is the strongest in the [Journey to the West World] and can also be said to be the master.

Can……

Today, his One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones was broken in just one encounter.

"Yes! What are you?"

"What path do you follow?"

“Even when I fought with the saints from other realms, my Fist of Creation never failed. How come it has no effect on you at all?” Nuwa from Journey to the West was also very puzzled.

After Nuwa got inspiration from Wang Ming, she rose from the bottom of the saints' battle to the point where the Supreme Saint would immediately flee upon hearing her name.

When fighting with the saints from foreign lands, the horror of the Fist of Creation was displayed to the fullest, creating a terrifying reputation that made the saints turn pale when they heard the name of Nuwa.

Today, the Divine Fist of Creation has indeed shown its full effect.

The other saints on the field also showed the same expression of disbelief.

Wang Ming, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform with a leisurely and contented attitude, sipped the tea in the cup and smiled, "I said it!"

"Any principles that I see through cannot pose a threat to me."

All the saints from Journey to the West and prehistoric times were now locked in the void by chains formed by the laws of order extending from the void.

But it is impossible for the saints to give up struggle and resistance. They all fought their way out of blood and fire, and then comprehended the great truth step by step and became saints.

They have their own pride and beliefs, and it is impossible for them to surrender so easily.

"Hey~"

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

"It seems that it will take some effort." Wang Ming shook his head and sighed lightly, slowly putting down the teacup in his hand. In an instant, golden energy substances flowed in his black and white eyes, and thousands of golden runes flowed in the depths of his pupils, as if the stars in the universe were shining and the laws were evolving.

When Wang Ming's gaze swept over the saints, they suddenly felt a tingling and numb sensation with goose bumps instinctively, as if they had no secrets at all under his gaze, as if they were nakedly exposed in the winter snow.

"what!"

"How could my Tao be materialized?"

"Damn it!"

"What kind of ability is this?"

At this moment, the faces of the saints changed drastically and expressions of horror appeared on their faces.

The phantoms of the saints’ original principles appeared above their heads. For a moment, all kinds of wonders appeared on the top of Mount Buzhou, gorgeous and dazzling.

"I see!"

"It's pupil technique!"

"He has eye problems."

The Supreme Sage of Journey to the West was worthy of being the most powerful and experienced saint among all the saints present. After a brief shock, he immediately regained his composure and analyzed the problem.

"What kind of pupil technique is this?" "You said you saw through our Tao? Can your pupil technique analyze our Tao principles?" Honghuang Hongjun asked with a frown.

If the pupil technique could structure their principles, it would be a very terrifying thing.

An inch is longer and a ruler is shorter.

Nothing in the world is perfect.

No one's path is flawless and perfect.

If there is perfection, perfection itself is a flaw.

This is the principle of cultivation for all saints.

If there are no flaws, it means that the road has come to an end and there is no possibility of any growth.

The flawed path is the path that can continue to grow.

But such a flawed path can be broken.

Therefore, for every cultivator above the Daluo realm, their Tao is their greatest privacy and will never be shown to anyone.

What erupts during battle is only the perfect side of one's own Tao principles; the imperfect side is impossible to be revealed.

Wang Ming's move at this time successfully undermined the fighting spirit of the saints.

The saints are not cowards, but they are all smart people and will not fight to the death in a battle that they cannot win.

Just when the fighting spirit of the saints began to waver, Hongjun, the Journey to the West Heavenly Dao composed of energy in the void, spoke again: "Don't panic!"

"Don't be scared by him, he just can see through your ways."

"It does not make your words ineffective for him."

Wang Ming said that as long as he saw through the Tao, no one could cause any harm to them. This was true, but he was also bluffing them.

It’s not that those ways could not hurt Wang Ming, but they were cracked by Wang Ming before they could hurt him.

Wang Ming saw through their plan and found the flaw. By concentrating his strength on that spot and attacking the weak point, he could easily render their attack ineffective.

The teachings of the saints are like stacked building blocks. If Wang Ming pulls out a heavy building block from the bottom, it will immediately collapse.

After hearing the reminder from Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao of Journey to the West, the saints who had just decided to compromise immediately activated their own Dao principles and used their more violent power to attack the chains of order that trapped them.

Wang Ming couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.

Wang Ming is indeed strong, but he cannot completely suppress such a saint.

That's why I just wanted to win them over.

"It seems like you don't want to be friends with me anymore."

"I don't want to kill you!"

"After all, each of you is a rare asset and resource for the world."

"But I can't let you get me into trouble."

"In this case, I can only seal you all."

The moment the words fell, more than a dozen phantoms made of energy rushed out from the body of Wang Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the platform.

After they appeared, they quickly appeared in front of the saints, then held a knife in their left hand and lightly scratched the road that appeared above the saints' heads, leaving a small cut.

A thumb-sized rectangular geometric object made of energy condensed in the palm of his right hand. After it was sent into the mouth, Wang Ming's shadow disappeared.

The Dao above the saints' heads has changed... (End of this chapter)