Chapter 752: The Supreme Great Luo Sun Wukong! Daoist Randeng

The pilgrimage team had not yet all arrived, meaning the wager had not yet begun.

The Western Two Saints had not yet grown so brazen as to directly count these few trials as part of the Ninety-Nine Trials.

If that were truly the case, Luo Fu had failed from the very start.

In reality, because of Luo Fu's involvement, the earlier trials had not occurred as originally scripted.

For the initial trials Tang Seng endured, Luo Fu did not intervene, nor did he let Tang Seng display any special qualities; instead, he made Tang Seng strictly follow the original storyline.

To the Western Two Saints, Tang Seng was their own.

If Tang Seng were to immediately display unusual qualities, it would be hard to guarantee the Western Two Saints would not forcibly act against him and directly convert him into a believer.

Based on Luo Fu's understanding of the Western Two Saints, they would certainly do this.

Only when the Journey to the West officially began and the wager took effect could he effectively restrain the Western Two Saints and prevent them from converting Tang Seng.

The first seven trials followed the original storyline; the eighth trial clearly could not.

Because on the Two Worlds Mountain, what now lies crushed is not Sun Wukong, but the Buddha of Infinite Light.

In truth, only the first seven trials followed the original storyline.

To temper Tang Seng, the Western Two Saints arranged all seven trials exactly as in the original tale.

As for the later trials, it was impossible to follow the original storyline.

Shortly after the seventh trial, Tang Seng's horse was eaten by Sha Wujing, and Sha Wujing thus became Tang Seng's mount.

Soon after, the White Dragon Horse and Zhu Bajie also came to join Tang Seng, drawn by reputation.

Not long after the seventh trial, the pilgrimage team was complete—except for Sun Wukong.

When the pilgrimage team gathered, Luo Fu and Daoist Randeng appeared together on the Outer Heavens, just as they had agreed.

Luo Fu was not a Saint, so the Western Two Saints did not appear in person.

In the eyes of the Western Two Saints, they would only appear when Saint Tongtian showed himself.

"Amitabha! Friend Luo Fu, we meet again. Please summon Sun Wukong, so the wager may officially begin."

Upon seeing Luo Fu, Daoist Randeng clasped his hands, his expression blank, demanding Luo Fu summon Sun Wukong to complete the pilgrimage team.

Daoist Randeng's face had remained utterly impassive since seeing Luo Fu, as if he did not care about him at all.

But if one looked closely, one could see deep in Daoist Randeng's eyes a flood of resentment.

He resented Luo Fu because the Twenty-Four Divine Pearl of the Sea had been seized by Saint Tongtian.

Clearly, in the past five hundred years, the Western Two Saints had not reclaimed the Twenty-Four Divine Pearl of the Sea from Saint Tongtian.

Daoist Randeng dared not resent the Western Two Saints' incompetence, nor could he confront Saint Tongtian, so he directed his resentment toward Luo Fu.

Luo Fu saw Daoist Randeng's resentment with perfect clarity.

Yet he did not care—in fact, he was somewhat pleased.

After all, Luo Fu had little affection for Daoist Randeng.

"Hmm, I shall release Sun Wukong now."

Luo Fu made no difficulty for Daoist Randeng and nodded in agreement immediately.

Then, with a light wave of his right hand, he summoned Sun Wukong forth.

Several days earlier, Luo Fu had sealed Sun Wukong, who had shattered the Blood War Heavenly Path, inside the Chaos Pearl, ready to summon him at any moment to join the Journey to the West.

Like the Western Two Saints, Luo Fu also eagerly awaited the early start of the Journey to the West.

"Wukong, go."

Luo Fu nodded to Sun Wukong, signaling him to rejoin the pilgrimage team.

Compared to five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong had undergone an earth-shattering transformation.

If the Sun Wukong of five hundred years ago was a boy with a pure heart and boundless exuberance, the present Sun Wukong was a bloodied, stoic warrior.

Five hundred years outside, ten thousand years within the Battle War Realm—he had endured countless battles, and Sun Wukong was no longer the Sun Wukong of before.

That was ten thousand years; Sun Wukong had lived only a fraction of that time from birth until entering the Battle War Realm.

Ten thousand years was dozens of times his previous age.

Such an immense span of time, coupled with countless battles, naturally transformed Sun Wukong's nature.

"Aye, Great God Luo Fu! Leave it to Old Monkey!"

As always, Sun Wukong hefted his Ruyi Jingu Bang.

But this time, Sun Wukong's demeanor was unusually serious.

He had trained relentlessly for ten thousand years solely to prove himself in the Journey to the West and change his fate.

Now, the time had come to test the fruits of his cultivation.

Shhh!

In a flash, Sun Wukong did not raise any defense—he flew directly from the Outer Heavens toward the Mortal Immortal Realm.

The chaotic currents of the Outer Heavens were diluted chaotic energy.

Yet even diluted chaotic energy could not be casually endured by the flesh of an ordinary Luo Jinxian.

"The Path of Battle has reached its peak? And his body is incredibly strong—Sun Wukong's transformation is too extreme."

Sun Wukong's move had just exposed part of his true strength.