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The six-winged golden cicada shattered the Bodhi seed, no longer concealing its fierce aura!

The Realm of the Primordial Golden Immortal!

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed drastically in shock. "Holy crap! The Six-Winged Golden Cicada? He's no longer the Golden Cicada Prince?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"I personally erased the six-winged cicada's intelligence; it's impossible for it to regain its true spirit!" Jieyin exclaimed in shock.

"How can a true spirit be resurrected? How could it possibly be resurrected?"

The six-winged golden cicada cursed, "Damn those two saints! They erased my consciousness back then, and I swore to never coexist with the West!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were momentarily flustered, but quickly recovered.

"It doesn't matter. Just erase his consciousness again, place him on the Bodhi tree to be nurtured for millions of years, and he will still be my Golden Cicada of the West!"

Sun Wukong was the first to attack. He was wearing a golden chainmail, a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes, and holding the Ruyi Jingu Bang. He leaped high into the air!

The Ruyi Jingu Bang, with its fierce momentum, cleaved towards Zhunti's face!

Zhunti raised his hand, and a protective barrier of Brahma light appeared around him.

The golden cudgel struck the barrier, but could no longer penetrate it even an inch!

Tears welled up in Zhunti's eyes. "Should we start the raid by attacking Zhunti first?"

"Do you really think I'm the weakest saint if I don't unleash my power?"

"Even if you are at the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, in the face of me, in the face of a Sage, you are still nothing but an ant!"

"Without achieving sainthood, one remains but an ant!"

Zhunti casually waved his sleeves!

A burst of divine light erupted!

Sun Wukong was blasted away and did several backflips in mid-air before he finally regained his footing.

hum!

Instead of retreating, Sun Wukong advanced, his body radiating the laws and principles of battle, brimming with fighting spirit.

Jieyin's face was etched with worry and distress. "Junior brother, delay will only lead to trouble. Quickly capture Sun Wukong and the Six-Winged Golden Cicada!"

"good!"

Then they saw Zhunti summon the Seven Treasures Tree and his eighteen-foot-tall golden body.

The eighteen-foot-tall golden body radiates a divine light that illuminates the entire Western world!

"Those who do not become saints and who do not worship me will not have their true spirit seen in the cycle of reincarnation!"

The implication is that both body and soul have perished!

Sun Wukong was completely unafraid in the face of the power of the sage.

Sheath your staff, and unleash the Five Elements Axe!

The Five Elements Axe is a supreme innate treasure!

As soon as the axe was drawn, the power of the five elements—earth, fire, wind, water, and metal—sweeped in with overwhelming force, enhancing the treasure!

"break!"

Zhunti wielded the Seven Treasures Tree, and Sun Wukong wielded the Five Elements Axe!

Two treasures collide!

boom!

boom!

The primordial world trembled, and the resulting storm of Daoist energy swept across countless billions of miles!

The universe trembled, the sky and earth lost their color, and rivers and seas flowed backward.

It was earth-shattering and awe-inspiring!

The myriad cultivators of the primordial world, sensing such a shock, all changed their expressions drastically, asking, "Where is this battle taking place?"

"Where are they fighting?"

"Holy crap! The Journey to the West is over, shouldn't the Great Calamity be over too?"

"How could there be such a huge impact?"

"Fellow Daoists, look quickly at Mount Sumeru!"

"Did something happen to your kidneys?"

"Sun Wukong? How come the Great Sage Equaling Heaven is fighting with the two Western Saints?"

"Well, we can't get there either!"

"Hey guys, does anyone know anything about this?"

"I don't know, I don't understand!"

"Is Fellow Daoist Yang Ju here? What are your thoughts?"

Yang Ju Daoist: "Watch it lying down, watch it sitting down..."

"This humble Taoist may venture a guess: Sun Wukong is clever and resourceful, and deep down he has long harbored rebellious intentions towards the West. However, he knows that the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures is the inevitable course of the Great Way, and cannot be defied!"

"Therefore, Sun Wukong remained silent, accumulating strength through the eighty-one tribulations of his journey to the West, awaiting his opportunity!"

"Once the journey to the West is complete, the time will come!"

"Enough is enough! There's no need to endure it any longer!"

"As expected of Fellow Daoist Yang Ju, your vision is clear and thorough!"

"That must be it!"

"However, no matter how you look at it, Sun Wukong is only at the level of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Even if he reaches the peak, he would still be no match for Jieyin or Zhunti."

"Fellow Daoists, you seem to have forgotten that Sun Wukong has a very powerful background."

"Oh right, right, right!"

"Would Jieyin and Zhunti dare to harm Sun Wukong?"

……

Mount Sumeru.

The six-winged cicada revealed its true form, flapping its six wings and unleashing its innate divine power!

Extremely fast!

Always stand with Sun Wukong!

This is called "hugging someone's leg"!

A sage's power can seal off space with a wave of their hand; no matter how fast you are, it's useless in front of a sage!

Jieyin and Zhunti looked worried. They wanted to capture the Six-Winged Golden Cicada, but Sun Wukong kept blocking them!

But they dared not really hurt Sun Wukong!

"It's bitter! It's so incredibly bitter!"

The six-winged golden cicada thought to itself, "Wukong, prepare to break through!"

"I'll immediately unleash my strongest innate divine power to traverse the void!"

"From today onwards, we're going to fight the West!"

"If they can't kill Jieyin and Zhunti, their Western disciples had better not be alone, or they'll suffer terribly!"

Sun Wukong knew he had no chance against a sage, so he nodded knowingly, "Alright, let's go..."

However, before the words could even finish...

Sun Wukong suddenly looked up, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I think we don't need to break through."

"My dear older brother is here!"

"Who?"

hum!

Then a long river of blood appeared, sweeping in with a chilling aura, enveloping the western world!

The ultimate killing swords, Yuan Tu and A Bi, hang above the Blood River!

At the same time, there was also an extremely profound Daoist aura that shattered the void!

Five-colored divine light illuminates the western heavens and earth!

Someone come here!

It was none other than the Styx Ancestor, Zhen Yuanzi, and Kong Xuan!

A trio.

"Jieyin and Zhunti, you owe me a debt of good fortune; it's time to repay it!"

The ginseng fruit tree was knocked down, and the West owes Zhen Yuanzi a debt of great fortune!

Jieyin and Zhunti looked distressed and pained. "Whoever pushed it down, go find them!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were only repaying Jin Chanzi's debt for the sake of the pilgrimage and the grand plan!

But now, Jin Chanzi is a six-winged golden cicada!

The West will never accept this mess!

Zhen Yuanzi was about to speak when he asked, "Do you dare to disobey the Great Dao Contract?"

Before he could finish speaking, Styx stopped him.

Styx's lips curled into a slight smile. "Not paying? That's easy! Debts must be repaid, or else one will pay with their life—it's only right and proper!"

Undeterred by the threats, Jieyin and Zhunti even stuck their heads out, saying, "Come, take this fine head of mine; a single head is worth at least ten million strands!"

"Die dozens of times, and you'll pay it all back!"

Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, and Kong Xuan laughed loudly, "Good! If a sage's head is worth ten million strands of fortune, then it's reasonable that the lives of your direct disciples, Medicine Master and Maitreya, are worth one million strands, isn't it?"

"Is it reasonable for a second direct descendant to be worth 500,000 strands of luck?"

"Today, we will slaughter the West!"

"Yuantu! Abi!"

Jieyin and Zhunti are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that the three evil men will slaughter all the disciples of Mount Sumeru!

"Waaaaah! It's so bitter! It's just too bitter!"

Of course, Styx was just trying to scare Jieyin and Zhunti, using it as an excuse to make a move.

A worthless life in the West, how could it be worth so much great fortune?

The Styx River urged Yuan Tu and Abi to transform into blood-red light, attacking and slashing at Jieyin and Zhunti.

Zhen Yuanzi and Kong Xuan made their moves simultaneously!

Sun Wukong was also excited, "Here comes your little Sun!"

"Let's give Jieyin and Zhunti a good beating!"

In an instant!

Jieyin and Zhunti, their faces bruised and swollen, wailed, "Stop hitting us! Stop hitting us! We, the Western Paradise, will compensate you! We'll compensate you right now..."

"It's so bitter! It's just too bitter!"