Chapter 319

Above Jiuhe City, before the Golden-Winged Great Peng had finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spat.

He sacrificed an ancient treasure bottle; the bottle was engraved with innate Dao patterns from when heaven and earth were first opened, and two streams of black and white air swirled at the bottle's mouth, as if they could refine this heaven and earth back into chaos.

It was the innate spiritual treasure, the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle!

Maitreya's Human-Seed Bag emitted a terrifying suction force, pulling even the void into visible wrinkles.

But the mouth of the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle turned, and the black and white streams of air shot into the sky, transforming into two giant flood dragons, actually resisting the swallowing power of the Human-Seed Bag.

Not only that, the aura around the Golden-Winged Great Peng erupted without reservation at this moment.

The edges of his golden wings shimmered with the color of chaos, and a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of a Golden Immortal swept across Jiuhe City.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng was actually at the Semi-Sage cultivation level!

The smile on Maitreya's face froze completely, and his plump palm trembled violently, the Human-Seed Bag nearly slipping from his grasp.

"You have actually cut off one corpse?" Maitreya's voice was filled with undisguised shock.

Deep in the clouds.

Sun Wukong widened his Fiery Golden Eyes, forgetting to gnaw on the immortal peach in his hand: "Little Brother, this feathered beast is actually a Semi-Sage? The Fomen has really messed this up!"

Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back and sneered: "It's not strange at all. He is the son of the Phoenix, born since the first Long-Han Calamity of the primordial era. In terms of background and foundation, few in the Three Realms can compare to him. The Fomen thought they could make him obedient by using a protector's quota; they were too naive."

"This Golden-Winged Great Peng is unruly and naturally possesses Yin-Yang Qi. He swallowed this Jiuhe City not to cooperate with the Fomen's play to draw out the Heavenly Court, but to use the flesh and essence of these hundreds of thousands of living souls to forcibly break through the restrictions left on him by the Fomen and stabilize his newly broken-through Semi-Sage realm!"

Su Chen's gaze was like a torch, instantly seeing through the essence.

On the battlefield ahead.

Maitreya Buddha had put away his smiling Buddha facade.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng's Semi-Sage cultivation had completely disrupted his plan.

What was originally thought to be a perfunctory subduing show to demonstrate the majesty of the new World-Honored One had now turned into a real life-and-death struggle.

"Bold wicked demon, how dare you defy the heavenly mandate!" Maitreya shouted angrily, the golden lotus beneath his feet shining brightly.

"Heavenly mandate? My life is decided by myself!" The Golden-Winged Great Peng let out a long howl, flapped his wings, and transformed into a golden line spanning the heavens and earth, pressing straight toward Maitreya.

The speed was too fast; even Maitreya, at the peak of the Semi-Sage realm, dared not say he could completely suppress the Golden-Winged Great Peng's extreme speed.

"Boom!"

The Buddhist light and the Yin-Yang Qi collided violently in mid-air.

A terrifying shockwave rippled out, and several mountain ranges around Jiuhe City were instantly turned into dust.

The earth trembled, and the void shattered.

The black and white intertwined Yin-Yang Qi acted like sharp blades, constantly cutting through Maitreya's protective Buddhist light.

Maitreya was both shocked and angry in his heart.

As the dignified World-Honored One of the Fomen, if he couldn't even take down a Golden-Winged Great Peng, how could he convince the masses when news reached Lingshan?

"Wicked obstacle, stubborn and unyielding!"

Maitreya Buddha pressed his palms together and uttered true words.

"Om! Ma! Ni! Pad! Me! Hum!"

The Six-Syllable Great Bright Mantra resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

As each word was uttered, a Jin Gang phantom condensed in the void. Six Vajras guarded the six directions, sealing off all paths of retreat for the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

Maitreya no longer held back, his Semi-Sage peak cultivation pouring out, and even the golden wheel of merit behind his head began to burn.

At the same time, a golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden cymbal appeared, expanding in the wind and transforming into a golden divine mountain, carrying the terrifying power to suppress the heavens and worlds, smashing heavily toward the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

Although the Golden-Winged Great Peng was a Semi-Sage, he had just entered this realm, and his foundation was far from that of an old-school Semi-Sage peak like Maitreya.

As the Sumeru Shenshan pressed down, the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle let out a mournful cry, and the black and white streams of air were smashed apart.

"Bang!"

The Golden-Winged Great Peng's massive body was struck by the golden cymbal; the bones of his wings snapped, golden feathers danced in the sky, and pale golden blood spilled across the long sky, each drop of blood smashing a large pit upon hitting the ground.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng was smashed fiercely into the ground, creating a bottomless giant pit.

Maitreya stood in the void, looking down at the golden cymbal at the bottom of the pit.

A trace of undisguised killing intent flashed in his eyes.

This Golden-Winged Great Peng was not only disobedient but had also hidden his cultivation; if he were kept alive, he would surely be a disaster on the road to the West.

It would be better to execute him on the spot today, announce to the outside world that the wicked demon resisted fiercely and was killed by accident, and then find someone else to replace him!

Maitreya raised his hand, golden light gathering in his palm, ready to deliver the killing blow.

But just at this moment, on the western horizon, a five-colored divine light appeared faintly.

That divine light carried an overbearing aura that could brush away anything; it was the aura of the Peacock Great Wisdom King.

The Peacock Great Wisdom King was the Golden-Winged Great Peng's biological older brother and the most special existence in the Fomen. That was a ruthless character who had once swallowed the Tathagata in one gulp; his strength was unfathomable, and his status was transcendent.

If the Golden-Winged Great Peng were killed, the Peacock Great Wisdom King would never let it go.

Now that the Fomen was in a troubled autumn, there must be no more internal strife.

Maitreya took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

His palm flipped, and the golden light transformed into countless swastika seals, winding like chains toward the Golden-Winged Great Peng at the bottom of the pit.

"Golden-Winged Great Peng, you have committed boundless slaughter and should have been destroyed in body and soul. But this old monk is compassionate, so I will spare your life." Maitreya's voice returned to that grand, compassionate tone.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng was tightly bound by the swastika chains, his magic power forcibly sealed.

He stared fixedly at Maitreya, his golden eyes full of unruliness and unwillingness, but he did not struggle again.

He knew that today he had lost due to insufficient realm; if he continued to fight, Maitreya would really dare to kill him at the risk of offending the Peacock Great Wisdom King.

"This old monk will suppress you here to atone for your sins."

Maitreya waved his large sleeve, and a mountain peak rose from the ground, pressing the Golden-Winged Great Peng tightly beneath it.

This was not the Five Elements Mountain, but a Demon-Suppressing Peak condensed by Maitreya with great magic power.

After finishing all this, Maitreya Buddha turned around and faced the hiding place of the mortals in the distance. He was solemn in appearance, with Buddhist light shining behind his head.

"The wicked demon has been subdued; you need not panic."

In the mountain forest, the surviving mortals looked at the suppressed Golden-Winged Great Peng and then at the Maitreya Buddha who had descended like a god in mid-air, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing frantically.

They did not know that this Golden-Winged Great Peng had been released by the Fomen; they only knew that it was this Buddha before them who had saved them.

"Many thanks to the Buddha for saving our lives!"

"The Buddha is compassionate!"

Pure power of faith transformed into specks of golden light, merging into Maitreya's body.

Maitreya felt this power of faith, and the smile at the corners of his mouth finally became a bit more genuine.

Although there were some hitches in the process, the result was finally rounded out.

Not only was the protector established, but the faith of the Southern Shan Nanjian Buzhou was also harvested.

Maitreya sat on the lotus throne, transformed into a golden light, and returned to Lingshan.

In the clouds.

Sun Wukong watched this scene with cold eyes, gripping the Jingu Bang: "These bald donkeys really have taken hypocrisy to the extreme. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people are exchanged for a single word of 'compassion'?"

Su Chen dusted off his sleeves, his tone flat: "This is the Fomen. In their eyes, mortals are just crops that provide faith; after one harvest, there is another."

"However, Maitreya has buried a big mine for himself this time." Su Chen looked at the Demon-Suppressing Peak below, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold sneer.

"Little Brother, what do you mean?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Look at that Golden-Winged Great Peng; does he look like someone who has genuinely admitted defeat?"

Sun Wukong followed Su Chen's gaze and, through the mountain body, could see the Golden-Winged Great Peng pressed beneath the mountain, but the Yin-Yang Qi around his body was still restless, as if accumulating some even more terrifying power.

"This feathered beast is biding his time?"

"A Semi-Sage level great demon—how could he be willing to be controlled by others? Let's go, Monkey Brother," Su Chen said to Sun Wukong. "The play in this Southern Shan Nanjian Buzhou is over. It's time for us to go back."

The two transformed into streaks of light and disappeared into the horizon.