Chapter 100

For Sun Wukong, it was only occasionally achieved under an incredibly astonishing fighting intent.

This also allowed this Quasi-Saint power of Sun Wukong, which originally belonged to Ksitigarbha, to have an astonishing improvement once again.

"Sun Wukong." A firm look flashed across Great Emperor Zhenwu's aged face; he could retreat, but he could not retreat.

This was the belief belonging to him, Great Emperor Zhenwu; Great Emperor Zhenwu had a subconscious feeling that if he retreated this time, his path to becoming a Quasi-Saint would likely suffer an astonishing blow.

By then, wanting to attain the Dao and become a Quasi-Saint, he didn't know how much time would be needed to make up for this retreat of belief.

"Sun Wukong, let me show you why I am called the Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable."

"Let me show you my Zhenwu's true power."

"The Dao of Zhenwu, Nine Heavens Slaying Demons..."

One could see the Zhenwu Sword in Great Emperor Zhenwu's hand permeating with extremely rigid and extremely yang power; the golden light made it seem as if Great Emperor Zhenwu was holding a great sun in his hand.

Vaguely, under this eruption of Great Emperor Zhenwu, it carried a hint of the unique aura of a Quasi-Saint.

Of course, this unique aura of a Quasi-Saint was somewhat weak; compared to the demonic power Sun Wukong was erupting with at this moment, it was even more like a small witch meeting a big witch.

But on the other hand, being able to master Quasi-Saint power at the Da Luo realm was enough to show Great Emperor Zhenwu's specialness.

Normally, as long as Great Emperor Zhenwu was given time, he could almost 100% become a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.

It was no wonder that rumors about Great Emperor Zhenwu becoming a Quasi-Saint would spread in the Heavenly Court not long ago.

Such rumors were, to a certain extent, justified.

Because Great Emperor Zhenwu truly possessed such aptitude and accumulation.

"Mayfly shaking a tree."

Sun Wukong, who appeared above Great Emperor Zhenwu, said coldly.

After absorbing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's power, Sun Wukong even had a feeling of invincibility in his heart, and even had a faint disdain for Great Emperor Zhenwu.

Naturally, this was not an emotion generated by Sun Wukong himself, but more influenced by the power of the demonic path.

Sun Wukong was not Ksitigarbha, after all; how could he perfectly master the power of the demonic path?

"Go to hell."

Under the influence of the demonic path's power, Sun Wukong roared ferociously, and the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand turned into a blood-red light of destruction, constantly charging toward Great Emperor Zhenwu.

Under this terrifying power belonging to a Quasi-Saint, heaven and earth also made sounds similar to tearing.

"Slay demons, slay demons..."

Great Emperor Zhenwu did not retreat; his footsteps moved forward, and the Zhenwu Sword in his hand turned into a ball of scorching sun, releasing endless extremely yang power.

If some ordinary demons faced this power, even if only the aftermath touched them, they would be destroyed.

But unfortunately, the current Great Emperor Zhenwu was facing Sun Wukong, a Chaos Demon Ape who used Quasi-Saint demonic power.

"Boom..."

The two terrifying forces touched together, making a shocking sound.

The aftermath spread in all directions.

This time, even Yang Jian and the others retreated one after another.

This was already a battle involving the Quasi-Saint power level; if they were swept into it with their strength, they would also be seriously injured.

From afar, they could vaguely see the two figures at the core of the power.

That was Sun Wukong and Great Emperor Zhenwu.

"Great Emperor..." There was great worry in the hearts of Yang Jian and the others.

Originally, Great Emperor Zhenwu led them, and Yang Jian and the others thought there wouldn't be any problems.

Who knew that Sun Wukong on Mount Huaguo would take out his trump cards one after another, and now even erupt with Quasi-Saint power.

This was something they had never thought of.

Great Emperor Zhenwu, who was only a Da Luo, would he be a match for Sun Wukong at this moment?

One must know that it involved the power of the demonic path, and it was also Quasi-Saint-level power.

And no matter what praise Great Emperor Zhenwu received, he was currently just a Da Luo powerhouse; this was irrefutable.

"Very strong."

In the explosion of the power core, Great Emperor Zhenwu said with a pale face.

Just blocking Sun Wukong's current attack consumed all of Great Emperor Zhenwu's power, and the demonic and blood-evil power even eroded his body.

"Pfft..."

As soon as the words fell, Great Emperor Zhenwu's figure was instantly blasted away, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and flew backward.

"Not a match."

Great Emperor Zhenwu, who was blasted away, had his expression change drastically; in the clash just now, the Zhenwu Sword in his hand was almost blasted away as well.

He himself was also seriously injured to a certain extent.

Receiving this Quasi-Saint power was somewhat difficult for Great Emperor Zhenwu.

"Not good..."

Suddenly, Great Emperor Zhenwu's expression changed drastically, and he looked up.

A figure filled with blood-red and black light had already appeared in the sky, and the Golden-Hooped Rod, carrying the power to destroy everything, slashed down again.

"Boom..."

The earth-shattering sound resounded through heaven and earth.

Great Emperor Zhenwu's figure was blasted down from the sky like a meteor.

Yang Jian and the others in the distance even saw drops of blood spilling from that figure.

That was the manifestation of Great Emperor Zhenwu being seriously injured.

The two attacks just now had already dealt a blow to Great Emperor Zhenwu's physical body.

As a Da Luo Golden Immortal who was an immortal god, even if the physical body was destroyed, it could be recovered in a short time.

But if Sun Wukong truly destroyed Great Emperor Zhenwu's physical body, that would not just be targeting the ordinary body, but would also cause a great blow to the origin and the soul.

In this way, Great Emperor Zhenwu's path to becoming a Quasi-Saint, which was originally a sure thing, would almost be infinitely lowered.

However, this time, Sun Wukong, who knocked back Great Emperor Zhenwu, did not pursue the victory, but just stood in the void, looking down.

"Boom..."

The earth below cracked, and a figure rushed out from it, appearing not far from Sun Wukong again; it was Great Emperor Zhenwu, who had just been knocked back.

At this moment, the clothes on Zhenwu's body were slightly torn, his face was pale, and his hair also looked extremely messy.

More importantly, the aura of power on his body was already slightly fluctuating.

"Old man Zhenwu, I also admire your character, so I'll give you one chance." Sun Wukong's Golden-Hooped Rod pointed directly at Great Emperor Zhenwu. "Leave with your people now."

Sun Wukong, slightly eroded by demonic energy, although his character had changed to a certain extent, he hadn't completely lost his sanity.

"Leave with the people." Great Emperor Zhenwu grinned and held the Zhenwu Sword in his hand. "Sun Wukong, I will naturally let those heavenly soldiers and generals leave here; as for me..."

"You are a rare good opponent, so how could I retreat so easily?" Great Emperor Zhenwu said in a deep voice. "Let's go again."

"Go again..." A look of admiration flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.

Facing such a dire situation, Great Emperor Zhenwu didn't think about fleeing here, but continued to fight him.

No wonder this Great Emperor Zhenwu was called the number one Da Luo in the Heavenly Court.

If he didn't have the demonic power given by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he wouldn't be enough to contend with the other party.

It could only be said that, to a certain extent, he took advantage, but this could also be considered his, Sun Wukong's, fortune, or it could be said that this was Great Emperor Zhenwu's bad luck.

Otherwise, even if Sun Wukong had obtained the fortune of the grocery store before, he wouldn't be a match for Great Emperor Zhenwu at present.

Of course, if one had to say, the power left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was also related to the grocery store.

Anyway, in Sun Wukong's eyes, the grocery store was the beginning of him changing his destiny.

He would not be like in original history, becoming a puppet of Fomen, a puppet of the immortals.

"Very good, old man Zhenwu, then the next strike will be my true full strength; you must receive it." Sun Wukong said, full of fighting spirit. "I don't want the world to have one less good opponent like you."

"I couldn't ask for more." Great Emperor Zhenwu's eyes shone with light.

"Good..." Sun Wukong laughed heartily, and the power of the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand surged again.

The demonic power and the blood-evil power were constantly twisting and merging.

One could clearly feel that Sun Wukong's power at this moment had increased again.

This was also because Sun Wukong had slightly adapted to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's power in the short time just now, and combined with his own Chaos Demon Ape bloodline, his strength surged again.

"Sun Wukong..." Great Emperor Zhenwu's expression was solemn.

As Sun Wukong's strength constantly increased, Great Emperor Zhenwu understood that he would not be a match for Sun Wukong.

It was even said that if he wasn't careful, he would be buried in Sun Wukong's hands.

After all, the gap between a Quasi-Saint and a Da Luo was like heaven and earth.

An ordinary Da Luo touching Quasi-Saint power would really be blasted away instantly; Great Emperor Zhenwu being able to hold on for two moves in Sun Wukong's hands was already very impressive.

But even so, Zhenwu was still injured in the battle just now.

"Drink..."

The black and red light surged, and a shadow covering the sky and sun gradually formed in the void; that was the shadow of the Chaos Demon Ape.

At this moment, this shadow was wearing black armor, carrying a power fluctuation that destroyed all things and destroyed everything.

"Overturning the sky..."

Sun Wukong roared, the shadow looked up to the sky and mocked, and the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand, following Sun Wukong's attack, also suppressed down toward the void.

"Nine Heavens Thunder..."

Great Emperor Zhenwu took a deep breath, without the slightest retreat, and also rushed toward Sun Wukong.

Wisps of thunder and lightning intertwined on his body, directly forming a suit of thunder armor.