Rewriting the Gods

Unfortunately, these monkeys had no idea that at that moment, they only had one thought in their minds: to give King Tang a good whack. How dare he put on airs in front of me, Old Sun! I'll show him what I'm capable of.

Of course, the monkey held back his strength and didn't kill. Although the monkey is still the same arrogant monkey, he had the help of Xiang Yu, the Jade Emperor, and Maitreya Buddha.

The monkey also understood that there were still powerful beings in the primordial world, and he was no match for them. Xiang Yu was a human, and the human race should not offend him too much.

Besides, this old man didn't do anything too serious; he just needs to be taught a lesson.

As a dignified immortal, and a top-tier demon king even in the primordial world, being scolded by a mere mortal, I figured that if I took action to teach him a lesson, no one could find fault with me.

Just as the stick was about to strike, twelve figures clad in armor silently appeared around Li Shimin. The monkey was slightly startled, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. He saw that the five elements of white, blue, red, black, and yellow were gathered in the chests of these twelve people, and three Dao flowers of gold, silver, and lead floated above their heads.

These people, could they be some kind of Great Immortal?

For a moment, a look of horror appeared in the monkey's eyes. Twelve Great Luo Golden Immortals. The human race was indeed not as simple as it seemed.

Even the monkey's golden cudgel paused slightly.

But that's all. The monkey didn't sense any danger from these twelve people. They were obviously just more skilled than him. If they really fought, they were probably not as good as him.

Moreover, Maitreya Buddha said that one should not make a move against those with higher cultivation than oneself. Logically speaking, these people should not make a move.

The monkey paused for a moment, only to see that the twelve Great Luo Golden Immortals before him merely revealed their forms and showed no intention of making a move.

The monkey felt much more at ease; it was true that those with higher cultivation levels than itself could not be attacked.

The monkey's last trace of worry vanished, and it flew towards Li Shimin again. However, the monkey withdrew the golden cudgel that was about to strike, and replaced it with its furry hand.

Well then, this human looks like he has a deep foundation, so let's hold off on hitting him for now.

Li Shimin sat upright on the dragon throne, his face showing no sign of panic. Even though he saw that the twelve Grand Elders protecting him had not made a move, Li Shimin remained calm.

It's practically impossible for someone to hurt you here unless those guys intervene. The monkey in front of you is far too weak.

Li Shimin's eyes were as cold as ice, and his face was extremely gloomy. In Li Shimin's view, the fact that the Buddhist sect sent such an ignorant monkey here was an insult to him and, in turn, a disgrace to the entire human race!
He himself was the King of Tang, the first king after the Emperor, and it was not an exaggeration to call him the contemporary King.

If a mere demon monkey from the Buddhist sect were to strike them with a stick, the entire human race would surely become a laughingstock in the prehistoric world!

Li Shimin and the Monkey King, one holding a high position and hostile to Buddhism, the other lawless and ignorant of the prehistoric situation, together, inevitably led to the current situation.

Just like when the monkey caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Court did not overstep any boundaries in its actions from beginning to end, and even treated the monkey with many favors, but the monkey still caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

The monkeys of today are like powerful children, doing whatever they want and causing chaos wherever they go.

Unfortunately, this is Chang'an, not the Heavenly Court!

As the monkey's furry paws descended, about to grab Li Shimin, a majestic and awe-inspiring aura suddenly rose from the void. A magnificent golden cauldron phantom appeared above Li Shimin's head, protecting him within the cauldron.

The monkey gripped the large cauldron as if it were holding onto an indestructible mountain, unable to budge it an inch.

Before this great cauldron, his indestructible body, forged through countless trials, seemed to have lost its power. His five fingers were stinging with pain, making the monkey grimace in agony.

However, this was only the beginning. The next moment, a dazzling golden light burst forth from the cauldron, and an unparalleled and vast power swept out, causing a cloud of blood mist to explode in the void. The monkey was sent flying like a rag doll, flying directly out of the hall and crashing heavily to the ground.

The monkey's indestructible body, comparable to Yang Jian's body honed through the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, seemed like a joke in the face of this golden light. Wherever the golden light passed, bones and tendons were broken, internal organs were injured, and the magical power within the body was directly scattered, leaving the monkey's vitality extremely weak.

For the first time in nearly a thousand years since their birth, monkeys have felt the threat of death.

If that golden light had been even slightly stronger, the monkey would have been dead without a doubt.

No, to be precise, the monkey's attack was slightly stronger, and the monkey would have been dead without a doubt.

This golden light is merely the protective golden light automatically activated by the Jizhou Cauldron; its power is automatically activated according to the intensity of the attack received.

"No!"

Just as the monkey was sent flying, endless, dazzling golden light suddenly rose in the west, and Maitreya Buddha appeared in the void, raising his hand to grab the monkey.

This demon monkey is crucial to the journey to the West, and must not be killed by the human race through despicable schemes. If the monkey is gone, the journey to obtain the scriptures will be hopeless. If the journey fails, Buddhism will probably decline. If Buddhism declines, then my time as Buddha will be over.

Maitreya Buddha was in Xiniu Hezhou, where the aura of the human race was obscured, so he was completely unaware of what was happening in Chang'an City. He could only sense that the monkey had suffered a severe injury in an instant.

Although that monkey was lawless and ignorant of its own limitations, its strength was personally passed down by Patriarch Bodhi. Not to mention a Taiyi Golden Immortal, even an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal would not be a match for that monkey.

The ability to severely injure the monkey in an instant must have come from a being above the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

For a moment, Maitreya was both shocked and furious, and even somewhat bewildered. Had this human gone mad, daring to defy the oath of Heaven?

Or has humanity become so arrogant that it no longer respects the oaths of Heaven?

But at this moment, Maitreya could not care about anything else; saving the monkey's life was the most important thing.

It was precisely for this reason that Maitreya Buddha directly crossed the Western Sea. When Maitreya Buddha's palm fell, endless brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from among the human race. The Nine Cauldrons suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and endless brilliant golden light erupted from the nine cauldrons. The dense golden light gathered together and formed a huge array that protected the entire Southern Jambudvipa.

But this is both their strength and their weakness!

The Nine Cauldrons of the Human Race are famous throughout the prehistoric world because of the entire human race, which covers the entire Southern Continent. However, the larger the area covered by the formation, the weaker the power of the formation is when it is distributed to each place.

The Nine Cauldrons Formation as a whole is undoubtedly a top-tier formation in the primordial world, but this protective shield that envelops the entire human race's nine provinces is nothing in the eyes of a top-level supernatural being in the primordial world.

A hazy aura of Buddhist light rose up, and Maitreya Buddha directly tore open the Nine Cauldrons Formation. His palm spanned the endless universe and reached out to grab the monkey in front of the main hall, intending to take it away directly!
The Nine Cauldrons Formation, which protects the entire Jambudvipa (Southern Continent), was completely unimpeded by Maitreya Buddha. This wasn't because Maitreya Buddha was powerful, nor because the Nine Cauldrons Formation was weak, but because the formation's range was too vast, and gathering its power required time—which Maitreya Buddha precisely needed.

Let's take the monkey away first; its life force is so weak, we mustn't let it perish.

If the Bodhi Patriarch were to perish here after so many years of training, it would be difficult to find a suitable replacement in a short time!
"How brave!"

"Do we humans have no one left?"

A cold, female voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. A graceful, ethereal female immortal stood atop a distant mountain peak, her majestic aura shaking the very fabric of the world.

Above the female immortal's head, a long, unbroken river of history unfolded. Within this river, a figure traversed time and stepped forward. With a gentle wave of her hand, a terrifying Daoist aura capable of annihilating everything swept out, and a streak of blood-red light descended like a meteor.

Maitreya sighed slightly, his hand that was reaching for the monkey stopped, and a dazzling golden light rose from his palm as he struck the blood-red light in the void.

The blood-red light was shattered by Maitreya Buddha's palm strike, and at the same time, the golden light on Maitreya Buddha's hand dimmed to its extreme.

"In the end, it wasn't that person who personally took action; such supernatural power cannot harm this humble monk for the time being."

However, as soon as Maitreya Buddha finished speaking, one majestic aura after another rose up, numbering as many as a hundred. Each one was a being above the Great Luo Golden Immortal level. The vast aura condensed into one, and the momentum shook the heavens and the earth, instantly overwhelming Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha felt an indescribable, vast aura sweep over him, its heavy momentum pressing down on him like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

At the same time, the torn protective shield instantly healed, and golden light shone brightly on the Nine Cauldrons. Vast human fortune gathered on the Nine Cauldrons, and the Nine Cauldrons silently appeared around Maitreya Buddha. An indescribable heavy pressure swept over, as if the entire Southern Jambudvipa was pressing down on it.

The Nine Cauldrons Formation was now fully activated, and the power of the human race's protective formation was fully displayed!
The remaining power of Maitreya Buddha in Jambudvipa was instantly crushed, without any power to resist.

Maitreya Buddha's plan to abduct people has completely failed.

Maitreya Buddha sighed deeply. Indeed, the human race was not so easy to conquer.

Before Maitreya Buddha could say anything more, beams of immortal light pierced through the void, and hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals of the human race, led by a group of Quasi-Saints, chased after them directly out of the Southern Continent.

Among the group of human immortals, Zhisheng was the leader.

After Jiang Haofeng finished his sermon, he specially deduced Zhisheng's historical path, comprehended the great historical path, and then passed it on to Zhisheng in reverse. Zhisheng was inspired by it, perfected his own path, advanced to the peak of Quasi-Saint, and became a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Zhisheng is now the only Quasi-Saint at the peak of his power, stationed in Zhonghuang Mountain.

When Suiren, Zhu Xiang, Nüba and others were not around, he naturally became the person in charge of the human race!
At this moment, apart from Jiang Haofeng, who was in seclusion in the depths of chaos, the four ancestors who served in the Heavenly Court, and Xuan Du, who was rarely seen, the other seven of the thirteen elders of the human race had all arrived!
With the addition of the hundred Great Luo Golden Immortals who remained in the heavens, the peak combat power of the human race in the Southern Continent has gathered here!

As the human immortals appeared, several golden lights also rose in the western Xiniu Hezhou. More than thirty golden lights swept over and stood behind Maitreya Buddha. These people were also beings above the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

Five of them are at the Quasi-Saint level, making a total of six including Maitreya Buddha.

The twelve Quasi-Saints of the Western Sect in the past, and the twelve Quasi-Saints of Buddhism today, apart from the five from heaven, the reincarnated Jin Chanzi, and Subhuti whose cultivation was cut off, the rest have all gathered here!

The two sides were locked in a standoff in the void, with the Western religion clearly at a disadvantage.

This applies to both the number of Quasi-Saints and the number of Grand Luo Golden Immortals.

Seeing this scene, countless immortals and gods throughout the prehistoric world were shaken to their core. The human race truly deserves to be the number one race in the prehistoric world!

Their foundation is indeed profound. Back then, the ascension of four Quasi-Saints and two hundred Great Luo Golden Immortals shocked the entire prehistoric world.

Nevertheless, with the core forces entering the Heavenly Court, the human race can still easily suppress the Western Religion!

They truly deserve to be called the number one clan in the primordial world!
As for Western religions, some people have also ascended to heaven?
That's completely different. Of the thirteen Westerners who entered the Heavenly Court, only five were quasi-saints and eight were great immortals.

It seems that there are fewer Great Luo Golden Immortals, but the Quasi-Saints are not much worse than the human race, and there is even one more.

But this is not the same thing at all. Four of the five quasi-saints of the Western Sect were true spirits who were killed by the human race. Their lives and deaths were controlled by the Investiture of the Gods, so they were no longer considered members of the Western Sect.

The only person who can truly be considered a follower of the Western religion is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

In contrast, the human race has four quasi-saints, two at the peak of the quasi-saint stage and two at the late stage of the quasi-saint stage, each with greater combat power than the last.

"Maitreya!"

"You have quite the nerve, daring to trespass into my Human King's Palace and attack my Human King! You're courting death!"

Zhisheng cursed angrily, then said nothing more. The Great Dao rose from his body, and the clothes he wore instantly shone with a dazzling golden light. The hazy light of merit illuminated the void, and the vast river of history swirled above Zhisheng's head.

Throughout history, countless figures have risen and fallen, some lighting fires, some building nests, some fishing, and some instigating wars against foreign enemies, gradually growing from weak to strong!
This is the history of humanity!
As Zhisheng's thoughts stirred, an extremely profound Daoist aura flowed, and from the long river of history, figures stepped forward, crossing the river of time from the past to fight for Zhisheng in the present!

The leader was none other than Jiang Haofeng, who now commands respect throughout the primordial world. Although Zhisheng's current cultivation level was insufficient to unleash all of Jiang Haofeng's abilities, it was still enough to allow Jiang Haofeng to exert the power of a quasi-saint at the peak.

Following Jian Haofeng were Suiren, who ignited the undying flame of humanity; Dachao, who built houses; Xuandu, who listened to the teachings of the sages; Zhu Xiang, who cultivated the Great Dao of Battle; and many other elders of humanity!
The group strode in, emanating a terrifying aura.

As soon as Zhiyi had a thought, everyone simultaneously unleashed their supernatural powers, directly striking at Maitreya Buddha.

Several divine powers burst forth, causing the void to rumble. Each of these divine powers was at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level.

Although they were much weaker than the peak of a normal Quasi-Saint, they had still reached the Quasi-Saint level. Dozens of divine powers fell at the same time, and even Maitreya Buddha's expression changed drastically.

What a powerful Dao! (End of Chapter)