Chapter 722: Warfighting Small World! War Intent Suppression

On the Dao of War, Luo Fu is not as pure as Xingtian.

And Sun Wukong most needs purity.

Without cheating, only by possessing a pure, fearless warheart can one swiftly comprehend the Dao of War and elevate it to the highest levels.

"Then I leave Xingtian to you, friend. You may command him freely."

Luo Fu's request meant nothing to Pingxin Niangniang; she herself accepted on Xingtian's behalf.

"I'll go find Sun Wukong first. I leave this place in your hands."

Upon entering the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Luo Fu immediately sensed the presence of Xingtian and Sun Wukong.

After greeting Pingxin Niangniang, Luo Fu vanished in a flash, heading toward Sun Wukong's location.

At the same moment Luo Fu moved, an invisible force swept across the entire Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The previously restless Earth Dao suddenly fell utterly silent under the pressure of this invisible force.

Pingxin Niangniang's burden eased drastically.

"Luo Fu friend..."

Only Luo Fu could suppress the Earth Dao so effortlessly.

Looking at the spot where Luo Fu had stood, Pingxin Niangniang's eyes flickered once more with gratitude.

Then, Pingxin Niangniang closed her eyes again and entered seclusion.

Though she was suppressing the Earth Dao, she was also using it to comprehend the Dao.

The Dao of Reincarnation had already pierced through the Chaotic Qi; Pingxin Niangniang now primarily meditated on the Earth Dao, seeking to elevate it to the level of Chaotic Qi.

If she could master two Daos simultaneously, Pingxin Niangniang's strength would surge dramatically, allowing her to better aid Luo Fu in the future.

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The Six Paths of Reincarnation is not a single space but contains countless worlds of varying sizes, where the Wu Clan dwells.

The Wu Clan was once the master of the Honghuang Earth, numbering in the trillions upon trillions.

Even now in decline, their numbers remain substantial.

The space of the Six Paths of Reincarnation alone is insufficient for the Wu Clan's survival.

Thus, Pingxin Niangniang, leveraging the Earth Dao and the Wu Clan's heritage, carved out vast additional spaces from the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Among these many small worlds, several are exceptionally unique.

These small worlds are composed entirely of incredibly hard rock, barren and utterly unfit for any life.

The rock ground within these worlds is pockmarked with craters, stained with dark red blood across every inch.

These small worlds were specially constructed as Warfighting Small Worlds.

The Wu Clan is naturally warlike; combat and slaughter are as vital to them as eating.

After retreating to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Wu Clan lost their enemies and could only fight among themselves.

The small worlds created for habitation have poor spatial stability and cannot withstand intense battles.

Therefore, Pingxin Niangniang specifically carved out several Warfighting Small Worlds for all Wu Clan members to train and spar.

Any Wu Clan member wishing to spar must apply and enter a Warfighting Small World to fight.

Most often, the high echelons of the clan open only a few Warfighting Small Worlds to accommodate all Wu Clan combat training.

The Warfighting Small Worlds are large enough to be divided into countless small zones, sufficient to meet the Wu Clan's combat needs.

The remaining Warfighting Small Worlds are sealed away as backups.

After all, the Wu Clan never holds back; it is hard to ensure that no powerful clan member, in the heat of battle, will recklessly destroy a Warfighting Small World.

Yet one of the backup Warfighting Small Worlds has not been silent these past few months.

Constant battle disturbances have emerged, and each one is substantial.

The source of these disturbances is none other than Xingtian and Sun Wukong.

In one Warfighting Small World.

Xingtian, bare-chested, grips his massive axe with both hands, staring at Sun Wukong nearby.

Though he has not moved, Xingtian's bloody war intent solidifies like a tangible tide, drowning Sun Wukong in its weight.

"Sun Wukong, are you even capable? I've used less than one ten-thousandth of my power, and you're already about to collapse. With this, if you meet the Buddha again, you still won't survive a single slap."

Xingtian maintains his war intent, pressing down on Sun Wukong just a short distance away.

His mouth never stops, relentlessly provoking Sun Wukong to unleash even greater war intent.

"Old Sun can do it! When my divine art reaches full mastery, next time I see the Buddha, I'll smash his head!"

Sun Wukong gasps for breath, eyes bloodshot, legs trembling uncontrollably under the pressure of war intent, on the verge of collapsing.

Yet he braces himself against the Ruyi Jingu Bang, refusing to fall.

Moreover, under the pressure of Xingtian's war intent, Sun Wukong's own war intent surges forth, striving to resist.

But compared to Xingtian's, Sun Wukong's war intent is vastly inferior.

Upon contact, Sun Wukong's war intent is effortlessly shattered.

Yet despite this, his war intent remains stubbornly resilient, continuously surging forth to oppose Xingtian's.

With each clash, Sun Wukong's war intent slowly but steadily rises.

"Anyone can talk big. You? Smash the Buddha's head? You're nowhere near ready!"

Xingtian's taunting words rang out again.

This dialogue has occurred countless times over these past months.

Xingtian has little experience teaching disciples.

His experience lies in training Wu Clan warriors.

With no teaching experience, and Sun Wukong cultivating the Dao of War while walking the physical path—

Therefore, Xingtian directly applied the methods he used to train the Wu clansmen onto Sun Wukong.

Oppression through battle intent, verbal provocation, savage trampling...

These past days, Xingtian had used his most brutal methods on Sun Wukong, every single one of them.

He did not hold back against Sun Wukong just because Sun Wukong had been entrusted to him by Luo Fu.

Xingtian, who had only reached where he was today after countless bloody battles, understood perfectly that only harsh trampling was the best care he could give Sun Wukong.

Because enemies would never be gentle with you.

Boom!

The oppression of battle intent lasted about one hour. Just as Sun Wukong was about to reach his limit—

Xingtian suddenly doubled his battle intent.

Battle intent far exceeding Sun Wukong's tolerance limit suddenly descended upon him.

Facing this surge of battle intent, the battle intent within Sun Wukong seemed to be stimulated, and it too suddenly erupted.

The battle intent forced out by Xingtian's pressure was a great leap above Sun Wukong's previous battle intent—far more savage, far more aggressive, brimming with an unyielding aura.

"I am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. A mere wave of battle intent—don't even dream of breaking me."

Sun Wukong also sensed Xingtian's sudden eruption of battle intent and roared.