Chapter 548: The Meeting of Two Generations of the Lord of the Heavenly Court

After Bodhisattva appeared, Xuanzang invited her to drink Happy Water.

Bodhisattva wanted to refuse, but she could not resist the enthusiasm of the Scripture Seeking Group and was forced to accept.

Having not drunk this Happy Water for a long time, it brought a unique feeling to her heart.

"Bodhisattva, I, Old Sun, remember that back at Five Fingers Mountain, you had already drunk Happy Water?" Sun Wukong said.

"Is that so? I didn't even know about that," Bajie said, puzzled.

Although Happy Water was not bad, it was, after all, a mundane substance, and Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal of Buddhism; would such an existence really touch it?

"You monkey, you have the nerve to speak. When Buddha pressed you under the mountain, it was in the hope that you would temper your character and restrain your heart-ape. Who would have thought that when we met again five hundred years later, you, this monkey head, would be so fat and round," Bodhisattva said.

This remark left Bajie even more bewildered; was "fat and round" used to describe a monkey?

Sun Wukong scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Back under Five Fingers Mountain, Master had left him several meals' worth of Happy Water, and he had drunk it from morning till night without using magic power to refine it, so he had indeed drunk himself out of shape.

"Bajie, you don't know. During that time at Five Fingers Mountain, Wukong's physique was not much better than yours," Xuanzang said.

"What!" Bajie was astonished; it was hard to imagine the image of Sun Wukong with a big beer belly and fat on his chin.

"Master, don't say any more. It's all in the past. Besides, with my cultivation, I can easily refine that excess energy and restore my original form," Sun Wukong said.

"Sigh, it's a pity that I, Old Pig, am in a pig's womb. Even if I can perform Refining Essence into Qi, it is difficult to restore my form," Bajie sighed.

Boom, boom, boom!

While the few were chatting, under the firmament, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still ganging up on the Three Demon Emperors.

Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Kunpeng did not have the advantage in numbers, and they were being beaten quite miserably.

But they were not about to be captured without a fight, and were waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Soon, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also sustained some injuries, though they were basically negligible.

On the other side, Ancestral Witch Houtu and Qing'er stood together.

The two of them did not go to drink Happy Water or eat melon seeds. After all, they did not belong to this world; if they had too much contact with the people of this world, they might trigger some butterfly effect.

Moreover, they had originally come to hold the fort for Xuanzang, and looking at the situation now, it seemed there was no need for them to take action.

However, for Houtu, seeing the lively Twelve Ancestral Witches, her gaze was strange.

Although it was not the same world or the same timeline.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches here still gave her a feeling of intimacy; it was a bond of blood, an inseparable connection.

In the Script of the Honghuang Chat Group, during the Witch-Demon Great Tribulation, except for herself, all the other Ancestral Witches died in the final battle, and from then on, the Witch Clan withered and never appeared in the world again.

"If the Houtu here can resurrect her brothers, then I can too; I can do it. I will not let my brothers die in vain," Ancestral Witch Houtu secretly vowed in her heart.

It was as if the gears of fate had finally begun to turn!

Two Houtus, although they did not belong to the same world, their fates were so similar, influencing each other.

Perhaps having seen the ending of the Ancestral Witches here, the fate of the Ancestral Witches of Honghuang would also change accordingly.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, your eleven brothers are truly amazing," Qing'er praised.

It was hard to see even one ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Yet twelve Ancestral Witches appeared at once, and they coordinated perfectly with heaven-defying combat power.

"If I am not mistaken, they should have just been resurrected, and their strength is not at its peak. This is not the true strength of the Ancestral Witches. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches were to jointly perform the Dutian Divine Demon Array and summon the flesh of Pangu, even a Saint would have to bow their head," Houtu said.

"Indeed, such powerful Ancestral Witches—that is why the Heavenly Dao would never let such variables become the protagonists of the world; the decline of the Witch Clan is likely for this reason," Qing'er said.

"However, I see that these Three Demon Emperors are not mediocre either. If there is to be a result, I fear the Ancestral Witches will still suffer casualties."

In the current situation, apart from the Saints, no one in the Three Realms dared to intervene.

Who would dare to tell the Shanggu San Daoyao Huang or the Shanggu Twelve Ancestral Witches what to do?

"One step at a time. Although it is not the same world, if they truly hurt my brothers, I will still take action," Houtu said.

Just as they were speaking, in the eastern region of the firmament, ten thousand rays of golden light appeared, and a magnificent and vast figure manifested amidst the clouds; below, a golden dragon phantom seemed to roar, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Everyone looked over, and it was the Lord of the Three Realms, the Jade Emperor, who had manifested, his face dignified and imposing.

At the same time, in the western region of the firmament, Buddha Light illuminated the earth, and the vast phantom of Tathagata Buddha manifested between heaven and earth; it continuously emitted soft, seven-colored Buddhist light, giving people a feeling of bathing in a spring breeze, and their moods suddenly became calm and peaceful.

The Jade Emperor and Buddha appeared at the same time, as if they had discussed it, seemingly with a tacit understanding.

They indeed could not keep watching, otherwise, it would be a disservice to their status.

This Earth Immortal Realm, including the mortal world, could not withstand the battle of nearly twenty Great Luo Golden Immortals present.

"Demon Emperors, Ancestral Witches, stop," the Jade Emperor said, his expression steady and his aura full.

This could be considered a cross-generational meeting of two generations of the Lord of the Heavenly Court.

The Jade Emperor, the current ruler of the world. Dijun and the Eastern Emperor, the rulers of the world in ancient times.

"Benefactors, let the past go with the wind. Your Karma has already ended with the Witch-Demon War; why continue it to the present? And because of your battle, how many sentient beings have been affected?" Tathagata Buddha said, his eyes full of compassion.

"They've come to break up the fight," Bajie couldn't help but say below.

"Otherwise? I, Old Sun, don't believe Tathagata dares to fight so many Great Luo Golden Immortals," Sun Wukong said.

Bajie shook his head and said, "Houzi Brother, you are still too naive. It is said that thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; the waves of the Yangtze River push the ones in front, and each generation is stronger than the last. Although Buddha and the Jade Emperor rose in later generations, they are both people of great talent. One has the blessing of the Heavenly Court's Qi Luck, and the other has the blessing of Buddhism's Qi Luck. Their realms have long reached the peak of the entire Three Realms.

Even if they fought, their strength would not be inferior to these Demon Emperors and Ancestral Witches, not to mention that they have just been resurrected and their strength is not at its peak."

"..., you fool, what you said makes a lot of sense, next time don't say it," Sun Wukong said, feeling depressed.

According to this, the gap between himself and Tathagata was truly too large; he wondered when he would be able to kick Tathagata.

If he couldn't do it in this lifetime, he could only place his hope in Master.

If it were Master, he would definitely be able to.

After the Jade Emperor and Buddha appeared.

The expressions of the Three Demon Emperors and the Twelve Ancestral Witches changed.

They could naturally feel that the cultivation of the Jade Emperor and Buddha was extraordinary, and they were also considered old acquaintances.

Dijun's expression was arrogant, his demonic pupils erupting with golden flames as he stared straight at the Jade Emperor, saying: "Who would have thought, the little Daoist acolyte who once sought the Tao beside the Dao Ancestor has actually become the master of heaven and earth today. Haotian, you've really made something of yourself."

The Jade Emperor's expression was indifferent, and he said calmly:

"All of this is the will of the Dao Ancestor. Demon Emperor, the past is gone; do not continue to make mistakes, and perhaps these Three Realms may still have a place for you."

"Hey, you with the bumps all over your head, who are you?"

The eleven Ancestral Witches flashed with Teleportation, and they were seen surrounding Tathagata Buddha from all directions.

They didn't even care about the Three Demon Emperors anymore!

"??," Rulai.

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