Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 324 - 313: The Confidence of the Master Tongtian

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Both sides almost acted simultaneously, and although the Netherworld World and the Myriad Spirits Realm were not actual enemies, the Netherworld World was now the aggressor. Moreover, with Sun Wukong and Master Tongtian already holding a deadly grudge against each other, there was naturally no room for discussion. The Netherworld World had thirty people, and although they had some depletion from the recent combat, they were in much better condition compared to the few from the Myriad Spirits Realm.

As the two groups clashed and each selected their opponents, neither Sun Wukong nor Master Tongtian made a move. Wukong was undergoing the Chaos Giant Transformation, and the black and white lights constantly circled around him, indicating he was preparing something. Master Tongtian also remained still because he needed to summon the Twelve Ancestral Witches since the Myriad Spirits Realm was at a definite disadvantage in numbers.

Master Tongtian’s hands were busy with Magical Decrees, and his body once again flew backward, retreating. When he landed, a complex Array appeared beneath his feet. Master Tongtian was right in the center of the Array, with twelve star patterns surrounding him. At this moment, those twelve star patterns shone brightly, and soon after, twelve towering, terrifying auras mixed with the intimidating force of the ancient primordial burst forth.

The people from the Myriad Spirits Realm were still fine, having already witnessed the prowess of the Ancestral Witches, but those from the Netherworld World had not seen them before. Feeling that terrifying aura that struck terror into hearts, everyone abruptly looked up at the Array behind the Myriad Spirits Realm’s group. At this moment, the light from the Array gradually dimmed, and twelve figures emerged, mighty as primordial gods—the Ancestral Witches.

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The Twelve Ancestral Witches, also known as the Twelve Demon Gods, were born with unmatched physical strength, devouring heaven and earth, manipulating wind, water, thunder, and lightning, moving mountains, stirring seas, changing skies, and altering lands. The first was like a yellow sac, red as blazing fire, with six legs and four wings, a round figure without facial features; this was Di Jiang (Space Speed).

The second, green as bamboo, had a bird body and a human face, with two dragons under his feet; this was Ju Mang (Wood).

The third, a human face with a tiger’s body, covered in golden scales, with wings on its back, a snake running through its left ear, and two dragons under its feet; this was Ru Shou (Metal).

The fourth had a python’s head on a human body, covered in black scales, stepping on a black dragon, with a green python coiled around his arms; this was Gonggong (Water).

The fifth, a beast head on a human body, covered in red scales, with a fire snake through its ear, and a fire dragon under its feet; this was Zhurong (Fire).

The sixth had eight heads with human faces, a tiger’s body, and ten tails; this was Tian Wu (Wind).

The seventh had snakes in its mouth and hands, a tiger’s head on a human’s body, hooved feet, and long arms; this was Qiang Liang (Thunder).

The eighth had a human face and a bird’s body, with green snakes hanging from its ears, and a red snake in hand; this was Xi Zi (Lightning).

The ninth had a human face and a snake’s body, entirely red; this was Zhu Long (Time).

The tenth had a human face on a beast’s body, with dog-like ears and green snakes hanging from them; this was She Bishi (Weather).

The eleventh had a human’s body and a snake’s tail, with seven arms on the back and two arms in front, both holding soaring snakes; this was Hou Tu (Earth).

The twelfth was a fierce giant beast all over with bone spurs; this was Xuan Ming (Rain).

At this moment, each of these twelve exuded an aura at the Supreme Peak; it’s important to know that back in the Pangu Realm, the Twelve Ancestral Witches only had the strength of peak Saints, and now, they had leaped several levels to become beings at the peak of this universe. Moreover, each Ancestral Witch had incredibly powerful physical bodies and their own unique abilities.

After the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared, they immediately joined the fray, which had already become a battle royale. The Myriad Spirits Realm initially had twenty-four people, but after being ambushed by Sun Wukong and others with lightning-fast strategies, four had been killed and the remaining twenty were injured. Including the reinforcements, there were a total of twenty people.

Now, with the addition of these twelve Supreme Peak Ancestral Witches, the numbers of the Myriad Spirits Realm suddenly surpassed those of the Netherworld World! Without counting the unseen Huan Meng and Master Tongtian, who was preparing to deal with Wukong, the Myriad Spirits Realm had exactly thirty people, while the Netherworld World, minus Wukong, had only twenty-nine.

The forces of the Netherworld World finally understood why the Myriad Spirits Realm had only sent thirty-six Taoist Technique Masters and no Body Cultivators or Sword Cultivators. This was because the Taoist Technique Masters constituted the strongest offensive group in the Myriad Spirits Realm, and with Master Tongtian’s Twelve Ancestral Witches, there was no need for any Body Cultivators to participate.

It could be said that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the overall strength of the Myriad Spirits Realm would be the strongest in the Patrolling Celestial World, not only in terms of numbers but also their peak combat power, which was not the slightest bit weaker than any other forces.

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However, when Xi Zhao and others saw the twelve Supreme Peak Ancestral Witches join the battle, they were surprised but not panicked. For the current situation was but one-on-one, the Netherworld World, though having lost the numerical advantage, was not at a disadvantage. On the contrary, with top-level powerhouses like the Flame God, Zijing the Rogue Heart Sword Hero, Xi Zhao was confident that even in a one-on-one situation, they could defeat their opponents. The only concern for Xi Zhao and the Rogue Heart Sword Hero was Master Tongtian, who, in their feeling, posed a greater threat than Lei Saint Xumi of the Myriad Spirits Realm.

But now was not the time to consider these matters, for the battle had begun, and anything said too late. The only thing they could do was to fight with all their might. At this moment, the people of the Netherworld World divided into twelve and faced off against the twelve newly joined Ancestral Witches.

Among them, the Rogue Heart Sword Hero faced Lei Saint Xumi of the Myriad Spirits Realm, the Flame God faced off against Gu Lang who was said to control the origin of wood, and Zijing, along with the Netherworld Five Battle Generals—the Evil Monarch, Shang Sheng, Zhan Yunyi, Old King, Du Tianyang—as well as Ming Wanjie and Xi Zhao, and four others each chose an Ancestral Witch to battle against.

Moreover, while battling an Ancestral Witch, Xi Zhao even managed to include an extra Taoist from the Myriad Spirits Realm into the fray with his formidable strength, thus finding himself simultaneously battling an Ancestral Witch and a Taoist from the Myriad Spirits Realm. However, at least for the moment, Xi Zhao did not seem to be at a disadvantage but instead appeared to have the upper hand.

Seeing everyone engaged in battle, a hint of madness flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes, but he did not act rashly. Instead, he gradually warmed up his limbs right there on the spot. Meanwhile, on Sun Wukong’s back, a tattoo of the Wonderful Bodhi Tree quietly appeared, emitting streaks of verdant light that flowed into his body.

This was another boon for Sun Wukong since the battle where he transformed with lightning, transforming the Wonderful Bodhi Tree into a tattoo on his body. While in the state of Chaos Giant Transformation, continuously invoking the Bodhi Tree emitted powerful healing and recovery light, which greatly increased the speed of Sun Wukong’s physical and spiritual power recovery. Most importantly, it allowed him to maintain the Chaos Giant Transformation state for much longer.

Furthermore, Sun Wukong’s body was now clad in black and white Battle Armor, with a pitch-black cape rendering him awe-inspiring and domineering. This black-and-white intermingled Battle Armor was also one of his gains. It represented the latest manifestation of the two rays of black and white light—Transformative Armor!

Previously, during his fight with Luo Chen, the two rays of light materialized out of thin air, forming two-sided shields, then later attached themselves onto Sun Wukong’s hands, enhancing his attack power significantly. After Sun Wukong entered the World Suppressing Stele with his Divine Sense, he finally learned how to activate these two rays of light, and this Transformative Armor was the most direct embodiment of it, representing the first-level application of the black and white rays of light.

With this armor on, Sun Wukong’s speed, defense, and attack all experienced a significant boost, to an extent comparable to the Chaos Giant Transformation. Moreover, the armor also possessed a peculiar power that continuously nourished Sun Wukong’s body, increasing his flesh’s adaptability to the pressures of the Chaos Giant Transformation and the armor itself.

Now, Sun Wukong did not know to what extent his speed and strength would increase if he burst forth with all his might, but he was certain that in his current state, he was at his strongest ever.

"Master Tongtian, I couldn’t kill you in the Pangu Realm, and it gnaws at me. But now that fate has once again brought you before me, I will show you whether our Demon Clan is really something immortals like yourselves can trample on at will!" Before his words even fell, the ground where Sun Wukong had been standing suddenly exploded, creating a crater at least five or six meters deep.

Sun Wukong’s figure had already vanished. As the explosion sounded, Master Tongtian, who was a distance away from Sun Wukong, suddenly let out a muffled groan, sliding backward and plowing a deep ravine into the ground with his feet.

"This punch is to let you know, as long as I or my clan exist for a day, the Demon Clan will not perish!" This voice clearly belonged to Sun Wukong, but Master Tongtian was shocked to find that he couldn’t see where Sun Wukong was. As soon as he heard that voice, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart.

Unable to control his body and overcome by the acute pain, Master Tongtian once again stumbled forward, smashing another huge crater into the ground. But that wasn’t the end; just as Master Tongtian began to comprehend what had happened, he felt someone grab his head, and the strength between their fingers almost burst his skull.

Slowly lifting Master Tongtian, Sun Wukong spoke again, leisurely saying, "This kick is for those of my Demon Clan who you enslaved and used as mounts!" With these words, he let go, and his body swiftly rotated on the spot, delivering a ferocious kick to Tongtian’s abdomen.

Master Tongtian could no longer hold back and vomited a mouthful of blood, flying backward once more. But while airborne, Master Tongtian suddenly laughed loudly, "A mere demon, not exterminating your clan was a mercy from the heavens, to use you as mounts was a grace. Sun Wukong, do you think you are strong?"

No sooner had he spoken than Master Tongtian slammed hard into a tree trunk about five or six meters thick, embedding himself into the tree.

"Having dared to come to the Patrolling Celestial World, I am confident I can kill you! Sun Wukong, today, you’re doomed!"

While in the tree trunk, Master Tongtian’s voice rose again. As it did, a pillar of Tongtian fire erupted from within the tree. The sensation was even hotter than the Flame God’s Exploding Phoenix.

And within that pillar of fire, a Heavenly Stele, glowing white-hot, slowly floated into the air!

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