Chapter 2818

According to Wu Feng's estimation, if Tang Sanzang's own cultivation base had not been sealed, he would likely be a Buddha by now, stronger than even Pudu Cihang.

"It seems that if Tang Sanzang truly stands on the side of the Fomen from now on, it will be difficult for me to take action against them."

Wu Feng muttered to himself while looking at Tang Sanzang in this state.

It was not that Tang Sanzang's strength was so great, but that his body was increasingly beginning to contain the origin of a certain world.

In other words, the origin of this Primordial World had begun to mature and was starting to manifest its own human-like will.

And this will was perhaps currently hidden together with Tang Sanzang's Primordial Spirit.

Regarding the so-called Tang Sanzang, Wu Feng felt that after three realizations, this human-like consciousness of the Primordial World's origin would awaken, or rather, be completed.

By then, Tang Sanzang would transform into the guardian of this world's original will.

Tang Sanzang's strength at that time would, of course, go without saying; it would certainly be at the minimum level of a Saint.

But most importantly, because of his relationship with the Fomen, Tang Sanzang would not be able to stand by and watch Wu Feng destroy them.

As for why Wu Feng wanted to destroy the Fomen?

It was a thought, a thought that had gradually climbed to the surface.

Wu Feng previously just disliked Rulai, feeling that Rulai was too fake and too fond of deceiving people.

But gradually, as time passed, and as Wu Feng had more opportunities to interact with Rulai and the future Buddha, Maitreya, and learned what they had done and what they were currently doing, Wu Feng was no longer so peaceful.

Wu Feng instinctively felt that the Fomen must be destroyed; as for how to destroy them, Wu Feng had no other thoughts.

Regardless of how, they simply had to be destroyed.

It was just that now, a variable had appeared.

While Wu Feng muttered in his heart, Sun Wukong and the other disciples, summoned by the holy light of Tang Sanzang, were all full of piety, looking at Tang Sanzang and receiving his baptism.

Ziyang watched from the side and whispered to Wu Feng, "This Tang Sanzang, could he be..."

"Shut up. This matter has nothing to do with you; you aren't even from our Primordial World."

Wu Feng retorted irritably via telepathy.

Ziyang curled his lip and muttered to himself, "I'm not from the Primordial World, but neither are you, yet you say these things to me."

Following this, the entire city became peaceful. Due to the locals' worship of Buddhism and their strong requests, Tang Sanzang held a Dharma assembly locally to deliver the souls of the recently deceased before continuing the journey West.

The journey West had always been incomparably arduous, and recently it had become even harder to endure.

Sure enough, after walking for less than three days, a forest appeared ahead.

But this forest was withered and yellow, filled with corpses, and many bodies were hanging from the branches.

Wu Feng looked at these innocent victims, and his expression immediately turned ugly.

Tang Sanzang looked at the situation, and his face also gradually flushed slightly red.

Tang Sanzang was no fool; he knew that the high difficulty recently must be the work of someone.

Wu Feng was a top-tier Saint, so whoever could create difficulties for him must also be at the Saint level.

Counting them one by one, it was just those few people, yet those few had always belonged to the high-and-mighty camp of the righteous.

And now, this situation of a forest full of corpses had appeared?