Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 594 Almost Kicked Out by the Great Sage Again

Mo Yu stood still, watching him quietly.

Prince Zhang lay madly in the grass for a while, and as if realizing that Mo Yu had not left, his empty eyes turned towards Mo Yu's direction.

"Since you are not going, could it be... that you have taken a fancy to the spiritual essence within my crippled body?"

"Heh, hahahaha..."

He laughed maniacally, "If that's really the case, then take it yourself! Take it!"

"In such a corrupt world, what is the point of living or perishing?"

Mo Yu remained silent for a moment, then turned around.

"I also know a little about the deeds of Prince Zhang."

His voice appeared in Prince Zhang's mind again, "Your four generals have now become demons. I will help you free them."

"If you are still determined to die when the time comes, I will send you on your way."

Having said that, he didn't linger. Carrying his spear, he walked deeper into the Floating Pagoda Prison.

Only Prince Zhang was left alone in the dark prison cell, lost in thought.

After a long while, he gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Ha, you! Even in this state, you still won't give up?"

"It's just a few casual words from someone else, and it's already making you start having second thoughts again..."

He opened his empty eyes, looked at the lowest level of the pagoda prison, and then looked up at the top of the prayer wheel where the reliquary was located, his expression extremely heavy.

"Master..."

Prince Zhang sighed softly, "It was I who ordered them to seize the opportunity and wipe out Huang Mei. It's all my fault, all my fault!"

He clutched his hair in anguish and buried his head deep in his knees.

If it weren't for this unresolved issue, the souls of the four loyal generals would still be enslaved and tormented by Huang Mei here...

Perhaps he had already died?
The divine sense transmitted the words of Prince Zhang into his ears.

Mo Yu did not turn around, nor did she offer any words of comfort.

Language can only stir up thoughts that already exist deep within people's hearts.

Only action can truly change a person's views and thoughts!

The structure of the Floating Pagoda prison was far larger than Mo Yu had imagined.

The tower itself is an inverted mountain that was forcibly carved out.

The enormous prayer wheel running through the center is the source of the demonic sounds in this place, and also the core that suppresses everything.

The scriptures on the stone wall emitted a Buddhist light, which, like a restriction, suppressed the use of divine sense and magic.

With Mo Yu's powerful primordial spirit realm, coupled with the Taiyi Battle Technique's ability to destroy all laws, his divine sense was naturally compressed as well.

But ultimately, it can still be released externally.

Within a kilometer, whether lurking in a shadowy corner, hanging upside down from a beam, or hidden under a haystack...

With a sweep of his divine sense, all the demons and monsters had nowhere to hide.

Having survived the most difficult initial stage, he met Mo Yu, who was also at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The demons in this pagoda prison are fearless and their cultivation levels are at least late Foundation Establishment stage, with some even being elite leaders at the Core Formation stage.

But under Mo Yu's divine sense lock, and under the sharpness of the white spear...

The so-called suppression of cultivation level seems pale and laughable.

"Keng——!"

On the narrow wooden bridge, Mo Yu remained calm, his long spear trembling in his hand!
The cold glint of the spear tip anticipated the opponent's movements and struck the dark blue figure that lunged out from the shadows with pinpoint accuracy!
"Pfft!"

A blue bat that tried to push him off a log bridge was shot through the throat!
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow: "Hilarious. You couldn't even push me down in the game, but you managed to control me here?"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three arrows flew in a triangular formation, blocking his path of advance and retreat!
Once the divine archer before the Rakshasa Kingdom, now the Cloud Piercer who blinded himself and relies solely on his hearing and killing intent to lock down his enemies!
Mo Yu ignored it, flicked his wrist, and swept the gun barrel horizontally!

【Knife-shaped Clouds】!
The three arrows were severed by the spear's energy.

"What!?"

High on the cliff, three Cloud Piercing Ghosts, with bows drawn and arrows nocked, suddenly sensed something approaching.

"Puff puff!"

Three sharpshooters had their heads pierced by the bullet's edge!

The corpse fell from the height, transforming into spiritual energy, which once again became nourishment for Mo Yu.

"Roar--!!"

On a wide platform ahead, a dozen or so red-haired demons, covered in blood and with hair standing on end like steel needles, had been waiting for a long time!
The red-haired demon and the cloud-piercing demon are of the same kind, having fled here after the Yakshas and Rakshasa were destroyed.

These red-haired demons were Mi Yan's subordinates. They were fearless on the battlefield, advancing without retreating. They would pour enemy blood on their heads, dyeing their hair red, hence the name "red-haired demons"!
Now, under the influence of the demonic sound, it appears even more frenzied and bloodthirsty!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

They roared, brandishing heavy longswords and giant axes, charging up from all directions, bringing with them a stench of blood!
"Well come."

Mo Yu smiled, neither dodging nor avoiding the attack, but meeting it head-on!

When he first started playing Black Monkey, he thought it would be so much fun if the game were made like a hack-and-slash game.

Fighting the monsters one by one, and even then, there's a chance of missing, which makes me, a dignified chosen one, lose face.

Mo Yu stumbled and rushed into the demon horde.

"puff!"

The spear, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, pierced through the heart of the leading red-haired demon from behind!
"boom!"

With an explosive force, he smashed the head and half of the body of the other red-haired demon to pieces with a single palm strike!
Mo Yu bathed in the splattered demon blood, spiritual energy entered his body, and his aura rose once again!
He drew his spear with a backhand motion, wielding it with his left hand and his right palm, like a god of war, moving through the battlefield as if it were empty!

In an instant, gunfire flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere!
Even though these red-haired demons were elite Rakshasa warriors who had survived countless battles, the swords and axes in their hands could only graz the afterimage of Mo Yu, and could hardly touch his real body.

When the last red-haired demon fell, his aura had risen to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Mo Yu did not stop, and continued to raise his spear upwards.

He fought his way from the bottom of the pagoda all the way to the middle and upper levels.

Whether it's the chilling aura of the snow zombies or the eerie, soul-stealing light of the Lamplighter...

There was no difference in the face of Mo Yu's overwhelming offensive!

Along the way, one could see hordes of demons, leaving behind only severed limbs and stark white bones wherever they went.

However, not a single living person was seen.

This is also normal.

Under the incessant demonic sounds, even if there were no demons in the Floating Pagoda prison, the mortals imprisoned there would be bewitched by the demonic sounds, stirring up the deepest evil thoughts in their hearts, killing each other, and ultimately falling into demonic ways.

Mo Yu stopped in her tracks.

In front of the disemboweled body of a woman.

The woman's face still bore traces of fear, and blood and bits of flesh were scattered all over the ground not far from her.

A child's head, eyes wide open, rolled down in the corner.

Mo Yu gripped the frozen hungry ghost's head in his hand and suddenly exerted force with his five fingers!

"Kara!"

The frozen hungry ghost's head, which was still twitching slightly in his hand, exploded instantly!
Red and white splattered all over him.

He guessed it.

It is suspected that the demons, monsters, humans, and gods of this world are, in essence, mostly "shadows" evolved from the vast spiritual energy absorbed by the Great Sage.

But the problem is...

The problem is that the spiritual essence of this world is similar to the life essence of the Ling Cage world.

Even further!
Spiritual energy can gather on inorganic materials like stones, giving rise to intelligence and making them intelligent life forms.

It is the great sage's divine power that uses great supernatural abilities to create the world depicted in the scroll.

What is the difference between these beings formed from spiritual energy and the beings of the greater world outside the painted world?

They too cry, laugh, feel pain, and die.

They are living, breathing people!
【Separation!】 Mo Yu made a hand seal, and a wisp of flame ignited from his fingertip, landing on the skeletons of the mother and child.

The firelight flickered, and a surge of anger rose in his heart!

He suddenly felt annoyed!
I'm so damn annoyed!

Although he didn't know any of the people who died here, and they had absolutely no connection with him, Mo Yu.

but!
As a humanist!
He could calmly watch as humanity slaughtered each other for profit, power, and desire, and he didn't care.

But he absolutely could not accept it—

Humans! Being slaughtered on such a massive scale by aliens!

They were even treated like animals, kept in captivity, tortured, and eaten!
Mo Yu's temples were throbbing.

A fierce killing intent emanating from the depths of his heart almost solidified, shattering this illusory world!
At this moment, the peaceful thinking of Mo Yu, the Black Myth, influenced by the little monkey, tried his best to neutralize his humanist ideology.

"..."

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was the first time in his numerous attempts at integration that a difference in thinking had arisen.

"Om-"

The surrounding space began to appear distorted and illusory to some extent.

The whole world seemed to be rejecting him, and was trying to forcibly banish him from this world!

The Victorious Fighting Buddha, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Monkey King Sun Wukong...

Even though he possessed a compassionate heart that did not wish to feed on any living being in the world.

But he was, after all, a demon.

Perhaps, in the eyes of that Great Sage, humans and demons are equal.

What he was fighting against were the high-ranking class enemies—

Heaven and Mount Ling!
They are not racial enemies.

But in Mo Yu's eyes...

Where there are saints, there are thieves!

Where there are high mountains, there are also deep abysses!

Where there is a vast disparity, there will be bloodshed!
To say something politically incorrect.

As long as there is any difference between living beings, oppression will inevitably arise!

As a human, Mo Yu naturally hopes that the oppressed side will always be... the demons!

"Ha ha……"

Mo Yu chuckled softly.

"Perhaps, it's precisely because they sensed my thoughts..."

"That's why, the moment I saw the truth of this painted world, the Great Sage didn't hesitate... to kick me away with his staff!"

Sun Wukong wanted to choose a successor who could carry his will and spirit.

One, the "chosen one," who can take his place and continue down that path of "if you go and never return, then never return!"
And Mo Yu's thoughts...

Aside from his disdain for extracting power from the weak, his essence is actually closer to those lofty Eastern Celestial Gods!
"We have different paths..."

The world around me is becoming increasingly blurry, almost shattered!

A pair of weary yet majestic fiery eyes are about to pierce through the void once more and descend upon this place!

However, at this moment.

"Om-"

There was another powerful will, seemingly opposing it.

It did not clash with the Great Sage's will; it simply appeared.

The repulsive force from the Great Sage receded like the tide.

The world before Mo Yu's eyes suddenly solidified.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

A few pure white snowflakes drifted slowly down from above, landing on his head and melting into icy water—it was truly real.

Mo Yu looked up, passed through the mountain pass, and gazed at the gray sky.

"This little world... wasn't it all created by the Great Sage alone?"

Given his lucid state of mind, it was absolutely impossible for him to be hallucinating.

Everything that just happened must be real!

"Thinking about it carefully, it does make sense..."

Mo Yu's eyes deepened.

"Eastern and Western gods and Buddhas, with all sorts of schemes and struggles, have fought for countless ages, all for the sake of spiritual essence."

"In this world, spiritual energy is everything!"

"Whether the Great Sage truly died or feigned death back then, how could the gods and Buddhas of the East and West possibly let go of his spiritual essence?"

"Since no one has offered help so far..."

Mo Yu chuckled lightly, "That only proves that there's some kind of disgusting high-level power struggle going on here again..."

He suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

The six roots, which bear the majority of the Great Sage's spiritual essence, might allow him to ascend to the heavens in one step and quickly advance to the level of a True Immortal, or even a Golden Immortal.

But his path to becoming stronger isn't limited to this one path, nor is it confined to this one world!
Xiaoleiyin Temple, Mahavira Hall.

Inside the hall, there is not only a golden statue of Buddha, but also an exquisite wooden town scene.

A chubby little monk, wearing a wide robe and with his round belly exposed, was playing in the hall.

Even though it was snowing heavily outside the palace and the weather was freezing cold, it was completely unaware of it.

He was just busy with himself, fiddling with small wooden figures kneeling and worshipping Buddha in front of the town's wooden sculpture.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, it stopped fiddling with the wooden figure, turned its head to look outside the hall, and a sinister glint flashed in its eyes, which should have been innocent and pure.

"Ok?"

"The soul lamp artifacts used to collect spiritual essence have all been destroyed?"

The little monk squinted and looked down at the seed bag at his waist.

The bag was trembling slightly at that moment.

"Alas, I still don't have a good grasp of this great sage's root weapon..." he sighed with some distress.

"It was just a random little monkey, yet it managed to wake her up and make her come to me to beg for mercy."

It recalled how, a few days earlier, it had used the golden cymbals to trap and kill that arrogant, presumptuous man who dared to challenge its destiny...

As a result, before he could completely refine it...

The Venus God, who had already become its disciple, actually came to visit it in person.

In Huang Mei's mind, the anxious yet seemingly calm face of Kang Jin Xing Jun appeared, subtly trying to persuade him to let the little monkey go.

It doesn't care who King Kang's buttocks are leaning towards.

"But since she still cares so much about that dead monkey..."

"This only proves that my training... is far from sufficient!"

"This further demonstrates that my control over the Great Sage's innate abilities is still far too shallow."

The little monk thought for a moment, and a hint of annoyance appeared on his chubby face.

"Never mind, it's more important to master this Great Sage's innate talent as soon as possible."

"As for the situation inside that pagoda prison..."

He glanced in the direction of the tower, "There are also Lotus Eye and Wonderful Sound on the left and right."

"They can't turn the tide!"

It calmed down and continued to focus most of its energy on refining the root of its sense of smell.

(End of this chapter)