Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1567 Haotian vs Sun Wukong

Haotian pointed to the left side of the table, where a seal was placed.

"My seal is right here. Whoever holds it will become the Lord of Heaven. Monkey, do you dare to take it?"

With Sun Wukong's character, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, he will not retreat, let alone say something that he dares not say.

Even though his understanding of the ancient world was still very one-sided, he still knew the "cause and effect" that the immortals often talked about.

The consequences of destroying the Lingxiao Palace were too great. He had no grudge against Haotian, but things had come to this point and he could not afford to beg for mercy or retreat.

According to the cultivators' favorite words, this is God's will, and God's will has made him stand against Haotian.

The two sides were over ten feet apart, as if it were a replay of his first visit to Heaven. He sat on a golden cudgel with a cross-section as large as an eight-immortal table, crossed his legs, and replied, "Why not? If I, Sun, can obtain the seal, I can become the master of this Heavenly Palace?"

Haotian laughed loudly, with a hint of sadness in his laughter. He could tell at a glance that the monkey had no ambition and was just saying this to himself.

He said, "If you take the seal, you will not only be the master of the Heavenly Palace, but also the master of the Three Realms, ruling over the four poles and eight wastelands. Do you dare to step forward?"

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled around. Deep down, he liked the titles of Monkey King and Great Sage Equaling Heaven very much, but he only liked the majestic side of them and the flattery of the monkeys and fairies. He didn't like the responsibilities that came with the title. In Huaguo Mountain, he was just a figurehead, and all affairs were handled by Marshal Ma Liu. The affairs of the Lord of Heaven and the Lord of the Three Realms must be so numerous that they would scare him, and he didn't want to be one of them.

If Haotian had presented facts and reasoned like Yao Chi did, and put himself in the position of the victim to make his accusations, given Monkey King's soft-hearted character, he might have just bowed, said "Your Majesty", and turned around to go back to Huaguo Mountain.

But Haotian was used to being proud and kept provoking the monkey with words, which was intolerable.

He stepped forward, picked up the golden cudgel, and said loudly, "Why not?"

He had just taken two steps when he felt his hand loosen. Haotian made a grabbing gesture towards him, and before he could react, the golden cudgel had already flown into Haotian's hand.

Haotian's realm dropped drastically, his foundation of Taoism was damaged, and his own blessings and luck also plummeted. However, he was once a quasi-saint who killed two corpses. The eyesight, means, and various spells cultivated for countless epochs were still there. At this time, this move of grabbing was free of worldly airs, and he exuded calmness from the inside out.

He carefully examined the magical weapon in his hand, as if appraising a treasure. "This is a product of Laojun Bagua Furnace, and was once used by Dayu to survey the water conditions of the world. This object is called Lingyang Stick, also known as Dinghai Shenzhen Iron. It is indeed a fine magical weapon."

Seeing that his food was taken away, Sun Wukong was furious. He rushed to the table in two steps and reached out to grab the golden cudgel.

Haotian calmly raised his left hand and wrote the divine word "retreat" in the air with his fingers. Monkey King had no idea what was going on. He felt his heart and lungs shaking violently and his body being hit hard. Before he could see anything clearly, he was suddenly knocked away by a huge force.

When he reached the palace gate, he stopped in the clouds with some difficulty, thought for a moment, and then rode the somersault cloud to kill back at an even faster speed.

"Just now doesn't count. I was dazzled and didn't see clearly!"

"Haha, okay, try again." After three breaths, Haotian cleverly set up a maze in front of the table. Sun Wukong felt that the seal was close at hand and reached out to grab it, but it flew farther and farther away. He didn't realize the problem until he flew out of the Lingxiao Palace.

".What kind of magic is this? It's definitely not the right way of Xuanmen. Let me try again."

"Okay, try again."

No matter how hard Sun Wukong tried, no matter how hard he racked his brains, and no matter how many magical powers he used, he could not take away the seal that Haotian placed on the table. Not to mention the seal, he couldn't even get his golden cudgel back.

Haotian used different methods every time, and each time it was like a joke, beating Monkey King from inside the temple to outside the temple.

The monkey was furious, his sense of accomplishment from wreaking havoc in Heaven completely gone. Haotian seemed to be telling him, "You were able to make it all the way here not because you're great, but because my men are too weak. I'm sitting here, motionless, and you can't do anything to me. What kind of Monkey King is this? It's just a joke!"

Haotian sat upright on the throne, looking at the furious monkey, and asked, "Are you angry because I kicked you out of the palace? And I won't say anything about you causing trouble in Heaven?"

The monkey's anger had reached its peak, and he punched without thinking.

"How dare you! I'll give you your weapon back." Haotian smiled contemptuously, flicked his finger, and the golden cudgel turned into a stream of light, hitting Sun Wukong's chest like a cannonball. Accompanied by a stream of blood, the monkey was blown away again like a kite with a broken string.

The monkey lay in the front hall, blood was coming out of its eyes, ears, mouth and nose, its limbs were shaking violently, and it took a long time for it to get up.

Too strong! At this moment, he finally realized the gap between himself and Haotian. This enemy was not on the same level at all.

He relied entirely on his own strength to kill his way to the Lingxiao Palace. He had been seriously injured in the previous battle with Nezha. At this moment, he was so angry and his confidence was frustrated that he could no longer suppress the injuries on his body.

Haotian appeared beside him, with not a single wrinkle on his gorgeous crown. He looked down at him condescendingly. The monkey still refused to admit defeat and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes, but Haotian stepped on his left hand in turn. The kick was so powerful that his hand bones were crushed.

The monkey gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Haotian said something nonsensical: "You are just a reckless, vulgar monkey. You know nothing. Why don't you use the saintly power in your blood? Don't you know how to use it?"

The monkey didn't quite understand what this meant, and Haotian didn't intend to explain further.

The Haotian Tower was left in that unknown space. The Haotian Mirror was snatched by Long Ji from the obsessed clone and then returned to him, but the Haotian Sword was still in his hand. At this time, Haotian waved his hand, and the murderous ancient sword automatically floated in front of Sun Wukong's neck. The monkey felt Haotian's strong murderous intent, and he pushed the Dapin Tianxian Jue to the extreme, and increased his own defense to the highest, but the sharp sword still drew a bright arc and chopped down quickly.

Any resistance and any body protection skills were useless under this sword. The Haotian Sword easily chopped off Sun Wukong's head. Then the drop of Zhunti's blood took effect, and the mysterious power of the saint burst out. Just like what happened on the Immortal Execution Platform before, after three breaths, even though Sun Wukong's head was beheaded by the Haotian Sword, it automatically returned to his neck.

Haotian's face was calm, he stepped on him hard, and the Haotian sword chopped down again, and the head fell off again. This time, after ten breaths, the head grew back.

(End of this chapter)