Chapter 935: Bombarding Lingshan! The Leaked Luo Fu Aura!

To strike Lingshan at the first opportunity, Sun Wukong still maintained his million-zhang form, not even retracting his bloodline power.

Boom!

Like solidified crimson battle intent, it reappeared around Sun Wukong.

After so long a buildup, the battle intent in Sun Wukong's heart grew even denser.

Under Sun Wukong's control, the surging battle intent took the shape of a crimson battle robe.

"First Form of the Nine Forms of Creation: Staff Sweeps the Demons!"

The crimson battle intent swirled around the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the power of the Battle Dao descended, and his magic power burned fiercely within.

The accumulated battle intent elevated Sun Wukong's offensive power to one hundred and twenty percent.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sun Wukong unleashed his strongest technique, transforming into a storm of rain and wind as he battered Lingshan's protective array.

Crash! Crash! Crash!

The colossal staff shadow, wreathed in endless crimson battle intent, slammed violently onto Lingshan's protective array; their collision caused the earth around Lingshan to tremble uncontrollably.

With Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin revived, under normal circumstances, Sun Wukong—merely comparable to a Quasi-Saint at late stage—could never break Lingshan's protective array.

With an endless supply of devotional faith energy, Lingshan's protective array could not be shattered even by a Quasi-Saint at the peak, such as Ancestor Minghe, within a short time.

But now was different.

The demonic aura that blanketed almost the entire Western Continent of Cows had not only infected the believers of Xumi Heaven, but also tainted many of Lingshan's Buddhist disciples.

Compared to Xumi Mountain, Lingshan's Buddhist disciples were far fewer.

Xumi Heaven was a Saint's sacred ground, its area boundless, capable of housing countless believers.

Lingshan was merely an ordinary holy site, with limited capacity for believers.

The demonic aura swept lightly, tainting over half the Buddhist disciples; those untouched were jolted back to partial clarity by the aura's stimulation.

Moreover, Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin were entangled with Wu Tian, leaving no mental bandwidth to attend to Lingshan's protective array.

Thus, Lingshan's protective array had reverted to its previous state.

Without a master to guide it, and without a source of power, it now relied solely on the devotional faith energy provided by Lingshan's believers during the brief interval between Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin's revival and the demonic aura's spread across the Western Continent.

With fresh devotional faith energy recharged by Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin, Lingshan's protective array was slightly stronger than at its initial state.

Yet without a master to guide it and without a source of magic power, its power remained less than one percent of its full potential—utterly incapable of withstanding Sun Wukong's torrential assault.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

In less than ten breaths, Sun Wukong struck tens of thousands of blows, each one with full force; to amplify his attacks, he even burned his internal magic power.

Had Sun Wukong not cultivated the Dao of Battle, whose intent never fades and whose power never exhausts—

And had his body not been strong enough, bolstered by the Quasi-Saint-level Chaotic Demon Ape bloodline—his tens of thousands of full-force strikes would have drained him long ago.

Of course, though tens of thousands of strikes had not fully drained him, he was close to it.

Soon, Sun Wukong would have to rely solely on his physical strength to drive the Dao of Battle against Lingshan's protective array.

But this would not happen.

For under Sun Wukong's assault, Lingshan's protective array was already beginning to crack.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

After once more bearing Sun Wukong's blows, Lingshan's protective array finally collapsed again.

The Buddhist light barrier shattered like glass, fragmenting and dispersing into the air until it vanished.

"Crush it, old Sun!"

The instant Lingshan's protective array shattered, flames ignited in Sun Wukong's eyes; to be safe, he did not pause a moment, swinging his Ruyi Jingu Bang again toward Lingshan.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang, massive as a mountain, tore through the surrounding space and struck Lingshan like lightning.

All the power on the Ruyi Jingu Bang was unleashed without reservation onto Lingshan.

Boom—

A quake-like roar erupted; without surprise, the colossal Lingshan collapsed under Sun Wukong's strike.

Once-majestic Lingshan became ruins in an instant.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong's eyes blazed with excitement—he had finally done another thing he wanted to do.

Compared to the original Journey to the West plot—rampaging through Heaven and smashing the Heavenly Palace's throne—he preferred what he was doing now: rampaging across the Western Continent of Cows and crushing Lingshan.

"Let's go!"

Immediately after crushing Lingshan, Sun Wukong called out to the other four, preparing to leave the Western Continent at once.

Sun Wukong's urgency to depart the Western Continent came from Luo Fu's instruction.

A great event was coming to the Western Continent; they were not suited to remain there.

Sun Wukong trusted Luo Fu completely.

If Luo Fu said a great event was coming to the Western Continent, then one certainly was.

The other four also trusted Luo Fu completely.

Though reluctant, the other four chose to leave the Western Continent with Sun Wukong.

Boom—

Shortly after Sun Wukong departed, Lingshan collapsed again.

After this second collapse, a vast, enormous fissure appeared in Lingshan's ruins.

From the fissure flowed thick, dense demonic aura.

This demonic aura was precisely the one Luo Fu had once found at the site of the Twelve-Petaled Black Lotus of Annihilation.

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin built Lingshan primarily to suppress the demonic aura within the Western Continent's ancestral earth vein.

This dense demonic aura had originally been firmly sealed by Lingshan, slowly worn away over time.

Now that Lingshan had collapsed, the sealed demonic aura naturally revealed itself.

Surge after surge of demonic qi gushed from the cracks of Bombarding Lingshan, spreading outward in all directions.

Wherever it passed, any Daodefu sect disciple it touched was instantly corrupted and transformed into a demon lord.

Unlike the demonic qi of Xumi Heaven, this newly emerged demonic qi seemed to carry a peculiar will, its demonic corruption power extraordinarily potent.

"Ancestor Luo Hou, it really is you. It seems Luo Fu's hidden patron among the Chaotic Divine Demons is indeed an old adversary—choosing to ally with you."

Deep within the Primordial Chaos.

The instant Ancestor Hongjun sensed the presence of Ancestor Luo Hou, his gaze turned utterly icy.