Chapter 147: Next, it is Lingshan

"Brother Nezha, Brother Nezha!"

Sun Wukong ran over, followed by the Six-Eared Macaque.

Originally, the Six-Eared Macaque wanted to drag Sun Wukong to Lingshan to argue with Rulai Fozu about who was real and who was fake.

But Sun Wukong always remembered Tang An's words: if the final destination of this tribulation was Lingshan, then forget about the eighty-one tribulations; even if he didn't seek the scriptures, he could not go to Lingshan.

"Where is Master? Where did Master go?"

Why did Sun Wukong come here after refusing to go to Lingshan?

This had to do with the fact that before this, when the Six-Eared Macaque wanted to drag him to Lingshan and Sun Wukong refused, Rulai Fozu appeared in his true form.

Rulai Fozu said that chaos was rising in the world and the Destined One was in mortal danger. He was in a hurry to distinguish the real from the fake here, and then let Sun Wukong go save Tang An.

As soon as Sun Wukong heard Tang An was in danger, he turned to save her, but was suppressed by Rulai Fozu's divine palm without explanation.

Just as Sun Wukong was furious and about to activate his Law of Heaven and Earth, Taishang Laojun appeared.

It was Taishang Laojun who told Sun Wukong to come here to find Tang An; as for Rulai, with Taishang Laojun there, he dared not act rashly.

And the Six-Eared Macaque, seeing that the task was not completed, had no choice but to follow Sun Wukong here.

Things had spiraled out of control, and the Six-Eared Macaque's plan to unite with Rulai to control Sun Wukong had failed, so he could only follow him closely and wait for changes.

Nezha looked at the real and fake Sun Wukong and recognized the real one at a glance.

Why?

Because Tang An had told them before that the hardest to distinguish would be Sun Wukong.

Once Tang An distinguished the real from the fake, she would smear fluorescent powder that emitted a faint yellow light on the real Sun Wukong.

The light of that fluorescent powder was different from the bright yellow magic light of Sun Wukong. Others might not easily distinguish it, but Nezha and Yang Jian had seen it beforehand, so they could tell.

And with their divine power, they didn't even need night to fall to distinguish it at a glance.

"Give me your life!"

Without any wasted words, Nezha directly summoned his Universe Ring, followed closely by the Golden Brick.

"It's all because of you!"

"It's all because of you all!"

"Don't you like to fight! Don't you like to kill!"

"Fine, then kill!"

Nezha's battle with the Six-Eared Macaque was earth-shattering, with magic treasures clashing and fire soaring into the sky.

From a distance, it looked like a sky full of fire clouds.

As soon as Sun Wukong saw Nezha's suicidal fighting style, he knew something must have happened.

"Ssh!" Sun Wukong was furious, but he didn't know the situation here.

"Tell me, where is my master!"

"Speak!"

Sun Wukong pulled out his Golden Cudgel, "If you don't speak, I will send you to the Western Heaven with one strike today!"

The demons' courage shattered again and again. They only knew that by killing the Destined One, they could settle in Lingshan.

They only knew that eating the Destined One would grant immortality.

But they didn't know that killing a Destined One would simultaneously offend the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Judicial God, and the Great God of the Three Altars.

Even if they regretted it now, it was too late.

"Children, we are going to die anyway, why fear them!"

"Charge the formation with me, only by charging can we live."

"Live?" Sun Wukong laughed in anger, "Fine, what a good 'only by charging can we live'."

Sun Wukong's Golden Chain Mail fluttered in the wind, golden light filled his eyes, and his voice echoed throughout the Three Realms, full of oppression.

"I haven't stepped into the Demon Realm for hundreds of years, have you truly forgotten the divine might of my Great Sage Equal to Heaven?"

Sun Wukong's Golden Body Dharma Image rose behind him, and the Golden Cudgel in his hand grew and grew, standing horizontally before him.

"I will ask one last time, where have you abducted my master?"

This time, if their answer did not satisfy Sun Wukong, what they would face next would be the Purgatory of Asura, where the Golden Cudgel would crush them like ants.

A thousand miles away was another battlefield.

Yuding Zhenren and Taiyi Zhenren had originally been following Nezha and Yang Jian to save Tang An, but on the way, their path was blocked by Wenshu, Puxian, and Guanyin.

"Lingshan is truly free today, with three of the Four Great Bodhisattvas coming to deal with the two of us?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva did not speak, only smiling and bowing.

Wenshu sighed, "Why do the two Immortals say that? We are only here to catch up with you two."

"Catch up?" Taiyi Zhenren, with his explosive temper, knew Lingshan was plotting against his disciple; could he still speak to them calmly?

"Why don't you come with me to see my Master to catch up?"

"By the way, I will ask you for my Master why you haven't visited in a thousand years?"

"Don't you want to see him? Or do you have no face to see him?"

"Taiyi!" Puxian shouted angrily, "We are people of the Buddhist sect, do not keep digging and mocking us."

"Hmph." Taiyi Zhenren snorted coldly, "Just lackeys, what face do you need."

"You!"

"What about me? I've wanted to fight you for a long time!" Taiyi Zhenren's golden light flared, and he was about to make a move.

On one side was the confrontation between Rulai and Taishang Laojun.

On the other side was the confrontation between Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, and Guanyin, Puxian, and Wenshu.

On the third side was the confrontation between Nezha, Sun Wukong, and the demons and the Six-Eared Macaque.

No matter which side, it seemed that a great battle would break out in an instant.

No one noticed a weak figure appearing in mid-air.

She stumbled in mid-air, a faint golden light flashing on her body, as if she could fall into the world at any moment.

"You, you're here?"

Her voice was very weak, very light.

Yet it made the red-eyed Nezha and the rampaging Sun Wukong stop their killing intent instantly and look up at her.

Yang Jian had searched for Tang An at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain but couldn't find her, only bringing back the unconscious Jiuyue.

Just as he returned, he saw Tang An in mid-air.

"You're all here."

"You're all here... everyone is safe... good..."

Tang An finished speaking, her eyes went black, and she fell headfirst.

"Master!"

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha rushed to Tang An's side from three directions, teleporting constantly.

The three of them used bright yellow, pale blue, and fiery red magic power respectively to lift Tang An up, ensuring she would not continue to fall.

When the three of them reached Tang An's side, her eyes were tightly closed, the Ten Thousand Scale Armor was gone, the Golden Armor Feather Garment was shattered, and even her Indestructible Body had been beaten with golden cracks, on the verge of shattering at any moment.

"Mas, Master?" Sun Wukong's voice trembled as he hurriedly took out a Ginseng Fruit leaf and fed it to Tang An.

Yang Jian did not speak, took a deep breath, and turned to look at the sky full of demons and monsters.

Only now did the demons and monsters truly realize what a great disaster they had caused.

How terrifying was the momentum of the Judicial God in a rage?

"Xiaotian Quan." Extreme anger was that near-suffocating calm.

"Master." Xiaotian Quan looked up; he knew that Yang Jian at this moment was no different from that day at Taoshan.

"Pass my order, summon the Seven Sages of Meishan, summon the one thousand two hundred Grass-Head Gods, and await my command."

"Yes, Master." Xiaotian Quan looked at Tang An, who was about to shatter, and his eyes were also misty with tears.

It was no longer its usual sloppy self, but transformed into the Dharma Body of the Sun-Swallowing Divine Lord, heading straight for Meishan.

Nezha watched as Tang An ate the Ginseng Fruit leaf and the cracks on her body finally began to heal, only then did he finally exhale and resume breathing.

He closed his eyes, his body's firelight surging like waves, showing his currently difficult-to-calm state of mind.

"One thousand two hundred Grass-Head Gods are not enough."

Nezha turned around, stepping on his Wind Fire Wheels to fly to Yang Jian's side.

"Next, it is our turn."

He looked back at Tang An; no one could understand how much fear the three of them felt at this moment.

And after the fear? The emotion that followed was an unquenchable rage.