Chapter 461: A sap from behind, Amitabha comes to fight!

Hearing the first half of the praise, Amitabha was naturally very happy in his heart.

But the second half made him very annoyed.

Yet on the surface, he still maintained a humble posture.

"Just a wandering ascetic monk."

"I only heard that there were a few people here discussing the Dao, and having a sudden realization, I came to visit. I wonder if I might participate as well?"

After speaking, Amitabha's gaze kept shifting between Sun Wukong and the others.

After a moment of silence, Sun Wukong immediately revealed a smile.

"Please!"

Seeing this, Amitabha took out a meditation cushion and sat down cross-legged.

Sun Wukong and the others also immediately entered the state, stating some of the areas where they were stuck.

At this time, Amitabha did not realize there was any problem, explaining them one by one and taking the opportunity to instill Western concepts.

Sun Wukong and the others, who had been prepared for a long time, naturally excluded these Western words.

And through the Dao that Amitabha spoke of, they gained a deeper understanding of themselves, the vast Primordial World, and the so-called Dao.

Especially Sun Wukong, who already felt his bottleneck loosening.

Continuing to study the Heaven-Fighting Battle Art, he seemed to understand what was taught even more clearly and had new insights.

"Haha, the old senior is worthy of being an old senior."

"This Great Sage has just gained something; why not come outside with me to demonstrate our skills?"

Hearing this, Amitabha had no doubts and wore a smile on his face.

Having gained something, it was only right to demonstrate it.

So he nodded and followed them to an open space at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that this was indeed a suitable place to display skills, he flicked the whisk in his hand, quite wanting to see Sun Wukong's methods.

Just at this moment, Tian Peng suddenly walked closer, pointed to the front, and said to Amitabha: "Old senior, look at that rock."

Amitabha's gaze focused on it, feeling puzzled in his heart.

"Could it be that they want to use that rock to demonstrate? That's somewhat interesting."

While Sun Wukong, behind him, directly took out the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Clang!!"

With one strike of the staff, a crisp echo was heard.

It reverberated back and forth in the empty space.

Looking at the Sea-Stabilizing Needle in his hand, Sun Wukong was a bit surprised; he didn't expect Amitabha's head to be so hard.

This sap from behind seemed to have had no effect.

But afterwards, Jin Chanzi and the others also attacked simultaneously, launching offensives from all directions.

Amitabha, who hadn't been able to react in time, suffered several magical attacks and was submerged within them.

This made Amitabha feel very surprised; he even forgot to counterattack.

After a round of bombardment, when the dust settled, they saw Amitabha with his Daoist robes in tatters and his face charred black.

"You are presumptuous!!"

Amitabha was somewhat angry; he didn't expect to suffer the humiliation of being ganged up on.

But he really didn't understand why Sun Wukong and the others would do this, so he suppressed his anger.

Pointing at Sun Wukong, he questioned: "Great Sage Sun, I came with sincerity, why do you treat me like this?"

Seeing that Amitabha was still putting on an act, Sun Wukong's mouth curled slightly.

"Hehe!"

"It seems you bald donkey still haven't realized; take this!"

While speaking, Sun Wukong's Sea-Stabilizing Needle had already greeted him.

Not only that, Jin Chanzi and the others also attacked one after another, with several magical powers attacking again.

Hearing the words "bald donkey," Amitabha finally understood.

"This monkey, how exactly did he see through it? Could it be that I spoke too obviously and exposed myself?"

At this moment, Amitabha was pondering in his heart when exactly things went wrong.

But he would never imagine that he had been exposed from the very beginning.

At this time, the Mount Huaguo five-member group launched their attacks without reservation, each magical power being extremely solid.

Amitabha was also angry; he didn't expect that he, a Saint's incarnation, would be looked down upon by a few Da Luo.

He immediately emitted bursts of golden light and discarded the Buddhist beads in his hand.

With a backhand, he struck, and a five-fingered mountain descended from the sky.

"The Sea of Buddha is Boundless!"

Countless Buddha lights shone, and the golden light fell upon the mountaintop, blindingly bright.

"Boom!!"

The power of this palm was not insignificant, leaving behind a huge palm print.

But Sun Wukong and the others still avoided the threat, their eyes fixed on Amitabha in the sky, and they couldn't help but sneer.

"Hehehe!"

"You old bald donkey, you finally decided to show your true colors!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong raised his fighting spirit to the peak, holding the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, and charged straight up.

Regardless of whether Amitabha was a Saint's incarnation, he had no fear of the gap between their realms.

Raising his hand, he swung the staff, which suddenly extended and grew, carrying the force of ten million jin, and smashed down fiercely.

A gust of wild wind whistled past, and Amitabha frowned, feeling extremely disdainful.

"Do not be presumptuous!"

"Do you know my good intentions?"

"If you follow me into the Western Dao, you will surely have boundless merit!"

Amitabha was still trying to persuade Sun Wukong and the others to bring them into the West and then control them.

But Sun Wukong wouldn't listen to any of this, his staff dancing with excitement.

Seeing this, Amitabha became even more annoyed, feeling that he, a dignified Quasi-Saint incarnation, was being looked down upon by a Da Luo.

If this were to spread, wouldn't he lose all face?

"You monkey head, today I will teach you a lesson!"

After saying this, Amitabha's golden body shone, and a phantom of a great Buddha instantly condensed behind him.

Under the illumination of the Buddha light, bursts of mysterious sounds appeared, echoing continuously in this world.

At this moment, the demon kings and cave masters of the East Victory Divine Continent all felt this intent and felt their bodies rejecting it immensely.

"Who is it? Causing trouble at Mount Huaguo?"

"This power seems to belong to the Buddhist Sect; it is truly disgusting!"

"That is! The Great Sage Equaling Heaven is fighting someone!"

"Could it be some Quasi-Saint existence from the Buddhist Sect? This momentum is so huge!"

……

In an instant, ten thousand demons gathered, staring at the sky.

This battle had already seen too many situations that Amitabha did not want to see.

Although with his strength as a Saint's incarnation, it was impossible for him to be defeated by Sun Wukong, who was in the Da Luo realm.

However, the fighting spirit displayed by Sun Wukong, and the strength he unleashed, were enough to hold him back for a while.

Even such a situation was enough to be criticized.

A Saint's incarnation, yet unable to easily resolve a Da Luo, wouldn't that truly become a joke?

Thinking this way, Amitabha directly raised his aura to the peak of Quasi-Saint!

"Hum!!!"

A pressure instantly enveloped the entire East Victory Divine Continent.

The heaven and earth shook, and the clouds changed color.

Sun Wukong was also enveloped by this pressure, his body unable to bear it, and he fell from the high sky.

Tian Peng and the others immediately stepped forward to catch him.

"Monkey Brother, are you okay?"

Sun Wukong shook his head, then stood firm.

Looking up at Amitabha, his eyes full of disdain, he said: "This little bit of pressure is nothing!"

Hearing this, Amitabha's mouth couldn't help but twitch for a moment, and he persuaded again: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back and you will reach the shore!"