Chapter 12

"Looks like you, benefactor, are toasting but refusing to drink, so you must drink the penalty wine!" Lingji let out a cold snort, and his spiritual power surged suddenly!

Kang Anyu couldn't withstand it at all, and was immediately forced back several steps.

"Obstructing the westward journey, acting against heaven, not punishing yet letting the world look down on my Buddhist Sect!" Lingji glared angrily, and without warning, slapped out a palm.

Lingji came to Guanjiangkou without intending to show mercy; the Heavenly Court's Xuánmén sent Holy Mother Jin Ling to obstruct the Buddhist Sect's great prosperity, so today he would regain face at Yang Jian's place!

How could the Heaven-Subduing Buddha Palm be resisted by a mere Golden Immortal like Kang Anyu? He was immediately slapped into the ground by that palm.

"Second brother!" The remaining five brothers widened their eyes, watching Kang Anyu being smashed into the ground, each turning into meteors rushing swiftly, wanting to fight Lingji together.

Yang Chan's face turned deathly pale, panicked and flustered, she used spiritual power to pull Kang Anyu out of the pit, releasing spiritual power to heal him.

However, Kang Anyu had already fallen into a coma, severely injured.

Moreover, how could the injury caused by a Great Luo Golden Immortal be treated by Yang Chan, a mere Celestial Immortal?

Facing the surrounding crowd, Lingji's mouth curled with contempt, continuously unleashing five palms, utterly without any power to resist!

The remaining five brothers came quickly and left even faster, but Lingji had no intention of stopping; holding the Dragon Treasure Staff, he charged toward the five, clearly intending to kill them.

This Mei Shan Six Brothers have nothing, not even a cup—perfect for killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.

But at the critical moment, a large hand with distinct joints grabbed the Dragon Treasure Staff, holding it mid-air in a stalemate.

"Such great killing intent, Lingji?"

The newcomer stood tall and straight, face stern, the originally closed vertical lines on his forehead now fully opened, sharpness fully revealed!

"Your Buddhist Sect truly speaks of great righteousness, appearing proper and upright, yet when you strike, you're dirtier than anyone!"

Lingji's face darkened: "Yang Jian!"

Since we've already torn our faces apart, there's no need for pretense—he pulled the Dragon Treasure Staff toward himself with force, yet it remained utterly unmoved.

Yang Jian's large hand was like an iron clamp, causing Lingji's strength to sink like a stone into the sea.

"Overestimating oneself!" Lingji shouted loudly, the Dragon Treasure Staff suddenly underwent a strange transformation, turning into a massive eight-clawed golden dragon!

The thick body forcibly broke free from Yang Jian's restraint, then opened its blood-filled maw and charged at Yang Jian to kill.

This disturbance had long alarmed the great powers between heaven and earth; the Jade Emperor's Haotian Mirror displayed all the scenes.

"This Buddhist Sect bullies people too much!" The immortals, one by one, filled with righteous indignation, had only just agreed to a three-day extension, yet the Buddhist Sect acted like this—too recklessly lawless!

But the Jade Emperor's face showed surprise, as if he had discovered something.

Ling Mountain.

"Lingji Bodhisattva leads by example, truly a model of our Buddhist Sect!"

"Yes, benevolent praise."

Seeing the Tathagata increase his spiritual power to display the scene, the Buddhist Sect members smiled, each feeling very pleased.

Guanyin and the Three Great Bodhisattvas even more so wore expressions of relief: we cannot provoke the Holy Mother Jin Ling, but can we not even handle a mere Yang Jian!

Dare to obstruct my Buddhist Sect's westward journey?

After the Journey to the West ends and the Buddhist Sect flourishes, we shall see how your Xuánmén establishes itself!

The Buddha wore a look of enjoying the show, yet only two Buddhas' faces slightly tightened—one was the Tathagata, the other was the Burning Lamp.

Watching the dragon soar and leap, Lingji's eyes held delight; his Dragon Treasure Staff was indeed the ancient Dragon Clan king's corpse refined into an eight-clawed golden dragon, its bloodline so rich it surpasses today's Four Seas Dragon Clan by a hundredfold!

With his Great Luo Golden Immortal's power added, let him see how a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal could possibly resist!

"Elder brother!" The few awake Mei Shan brothers shouted loudly, each face filled with extreme anxiety.

Hearing his brother's weak voice, Yang Jian's icy face grew even colder!

One punch, blast it!

The collision between fist and golden dragon,

produced a deafening sound, the entire Guanjiangkou trembled from this massive energy.

"Brother!"

Yang Chan was shaken to her knees, staring at the exploding golden light, her heart leapt to her throat, a crystal tear swirled in her eye socket.

"A Mi Tuo Fo..." Lingji chanted the Buddha's name, his face full of contempt, truly thinking that being hailed as the Three Realms War God means anyone can defeat him?

Ridiculous!

Pfft!

Lingji hadn't yet come to his senses when a sound of breaking through the air rang out.

Seeing the Dragon Treasure Staff, having flown backward, turn back into a staff, Lingji's face changed drastically.

In the hurried moment of receiving it, what immense strength!

Lingji's face instantly twisted, his whole body flew backward hundreds of meters, directly crashing into the great mountain!

The golden light faded, gradually revealing: extending toward, yellow collar robe, phoenix cap, eyes wide with anger, bearing the might of heaven and earth, bearing not diminished in the slightest.

Lingji struggled free from the mountain rocks, swiftly flew to Yang Jian's front.

Originally dignified and solemn appearance, now tattered and ragged, dusty and grimy like an ascetic monk.

Compared, superiority and inferiority are immediately clear.

"How is it possible, you're unharmed—how exactly did you defeat my Dragon Treasure Staff?"

Lingji gritted his teeth and roared.

The gap between a Great Luo Golden Immortal and a Taiyi Golden Immortal is like the Hong Gou, impossible to bridge by talent alone!

Even if Yang Jian is the Jade Emperor's nephew by marriage, the union of immortal and mortal is also impossible!

Yang Jian said nothing, vast spiritual power surged from within, three flower illusions condensed above his head.

Lingji's body shuddered violently, pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

Heaven Flower Ten Petals, Earth Flower Eight Petals, Human Flower Ten Petals!

"Great Luo Golden Immortal, Flower Opening Twenty-Eight Petals!" Though Haotian and the Tathagata were separated by ten thousand li, they both simultaneously exclaimed in surprise, utterly devoid of the aloofness of superiors.

The Tathagata's Buddha Qi, condensed into substance around his body, instantly dissipated, while Haotian simply stood up in place, his imperial crown nearly tilting askew.

Three Flowers Gathered at the Crown, Twenty-One Petals Preparing for Sainthood, Twenty-Seven Petals Saint Qualifications!

In the Three Realms, only two people have reached the realm of above thirty petals.

One is the flower opening thirty petals of a Taiqing Saint Person, the other is the Dao Ancestor's astonishing flower opening thirty-three petals.

Yang Jian's flower opening twenty-eight petals has already surpassed Zhunti Saint Person and Nüwa Saint Person, and is on the same rank as Jieyin Saint Person.

That is to say, if not for the Six Predestined Saints, Yang Jian has completely reached the qualifications of the Saint Person Realm!

Is this reasonable? This is not reasonable!

Yang Jian's Yao Ji Genjiao is poor, and his father is even more so a mortal, although in the current Three Realms' qualifications are superior, but if compared to the footing of the Ancient Great Ones, it can only be said to be minor witchcraft meeting great witchcraft!

The opening of the Three Flowers and the footing can have a great relation, just as Haotian is only flower opening twenty-four petals, and Yang Jian with even shallower footing being able to flower open twenty petals is already considered good.

But now he actually flower opened twenty-eight petals!

"Am I not dreaming?" everyone muttered, beginning to doubt life.

The Buddhist Sect's performance was even worse, each one with their mouths wide open, their jaws nearly falling off.

"You... you how could you possibly be a Great Luo Golden Immortal! Or rather..." Ling Ji trembled as he pointed, his face drastically changing color, unconsciously retreating half a step.

Obviously frightened by Yang Jian's flower opening twenty-eight petals.

Yang Jian's mouth corner bore mockery as he concealed the Three Flowers: "I allow you Great Luo Golden Immortal, but I disallow myself Great Luo Golden Immortal!"

Although he said so, Yang Jian's inner cultivation was also surging with waves.

He originally thought all was over, but he did not expect that the bowl of beef noodles that let him break through to Great Luo Golden Immortal would take effect again.

A strange energy actually drove him to condense the Human Flower, directly reaching ten petals!