Chapter 457: After Being Plotted Against by the West for So Long, It Is Time to Settle the Score

"So, Master, what do you intend to do next?" Yang Jian knew that since Tang An had created this Great Killing Weapon, she would inevitably take action.

"What do I intend?" Tang An looked toward the West, a smile on her lips, yet it brought a powerful sense of oppression.

"We have been plotted against by the West for so long; it is time to settle the score."

The day she killed Rulai, Tang An had already developed the intent to kill the two Western Sages.

It was just that she had entered Sainthood by burning her Primordial Spirit, and the time was truly too short; she could only break the Lingshan Array and had no time to attend to the two Sages, so she had to let it go.

Afterward, her soul was nearly scattered, and she was pushed along by so many people and events that she had no time to deal with the two of them.

Now that she had resolved her worries and possessed the "East Wind Express," it was naturally time to settle the score.

After all, there was the matter of Pilanpo reincarnating her closest kin, and Daji lurking inside Jiuyue. And before the battle of Lingshan, the Outer Realm Demon Race had invaded, causing the death of Pilanpo.

As well as the matter of her returning to her hometown, where Lu Ya used the Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book to curse and kill her, and so on and so forth...

Of all those incidents, which one did not have the two Sages secretly intervening and laying plans?

"Master." Yang Jian was still somewhat worried. "If you wish to slay a Saint, I fear the Heavenly Dao will no longer show mercy."

"No mercy?" Tang An chuckled. "When has it ever shown mercy?"

"Do you think it doesn't want to kill me? It is that it cannot kill me."

"As early as when Yunxiao and my identities were exposed and discovered by it, it was already unable to kill me."

"Nuwa will surely protect the life of me, the Guardian, and Master and Eldest Martial Uncle, regardless of what kind of Causality is involved, will also preserve my life."

"It is just that back then, I needed to borrow the strength of others to clamor against the Heavenly Dao. Now, I already have the reliance to face the Heavenly Dao alone."

"In fact, the Heavenly Dao has long known that it cannot kill me. It just has never been willing to face this fact; after all, this fact represents that its supreme authority has received a tremendous threat."

"It has long been accustomed to being high above, yet I have never once placed it in my eyes."

"So it wants to eliminate me, this eyesore of a chess piece, more than anyone else, but it has been blocked by other Saints time and time again."

"Our trip to Lingshan to settle the score this time is also the battle where we completely tear off the mask with the Heavenly Dao."

"Either we negotiate peace with it, and keep to our own sides, or we truly break the pot and let the fish die and the net break."

Compared to the first option, Tang An felt the probability of the second was greater.

Because the path she walked and the path the Heavenly Dao walked were two completely different ones; the Great Tribulation the Heavenly Dao wanted to drive was always related to the people around her, so she could not possibly stand by and watch.

Right now, the Tribulation of the New Heavenly Law had been muddled through, but if the Wutian Great Tribulation was to succeed, the West would inevitably need Wukong to transform into a Boneless Relic to obtain the Great Merit of this tribulation.

And once the tribulation was complete, the power of the Heavenly Dao that the Heavenly Dao replenished would also be a very considerable amount of energy.

But Tang An would absolutely not allow Sun Wukong to sacrifice himself and transform into a Boneless Relic. If it wanted her disciple's life, then it could not blame her for being irreconcilable with the Heavenly Dao and the Western Sect.

"Master, what are you thinking about?" Sun Wukong tilted his head beside Tang An; he felt Tang An's heavy gaze.

"Nothing." Tang An was thinking, since Sun Wukong had not been sealed as a Buddha, could he escape the tribulation of the Boneless Relic?

But just like Chenxiang, even without Liu Yanchang, Chenxiang was still born.

She was afraid that even if Sun Wukong avoided this tribulation, would there be other tribulations in the future that would cause him to sacrifice himself for the Three Realms?

"Wukong, if one day, the living beings of the Three Realms were in deep water and scorching fire, what would you do?"

Tang An's question caught Sun Wukong off guard.

"Master, have you learned something in advance again?"

Tang An wanted to speak but stopped, remaining silent for a long time before saying, "From the current perspective, I have already changed your fate. But I am worried..."

"Master, do not worry." Sun Wukong gently patted the back of Tang An's hand. "Where mountains are high, there are paths for travelers; where waters are deep, there are ferrymen."

"As long as we are of one mind, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome."

Yang Jian also chimed in, "That's right, Master. Sanmei no longer needs to be pressed under Huashan, which shows that fate can be changed."

Nezha just stood silently behind Tang An's side. "Supporting each other can overcome ten thousand difficulties."

Tang An's eyes brightened slightly. "You are becoming more and more cultured now." And his words really hit the nail on the head.

"Yes, as long as we support each other and forge ahead, we will eventually be able to overcome ten thousand difficulties."

She reached out her hand, and Sun Wukong smiled, scratched his cheek, and also reached out a hand. Yang Jian and Nezha's hands stacked on top, and the four of them held hands tightly.

Looking at each other, each with a smile on their face, everything was understood without words.

The West, in the void.

The two Sages, Zhunti and Jieyin, sat cross-legged here, their expressions heavy.

They had already calculated the tribulation of Lingshan; this time, it was an unprecedented Great Tribulation for Lingshan.

And the person responding to the Great Tribulation was none other than Tang An herself.

"Do the two of you still have the mood to divine?"

The Ancestral Demon Dharma Body, emitting thick black smoke all over, appeared beside the two Sages.

"The unprecedented tribulation of Lingshan is coming; do the two of you intend to sit and wait for death?"

"The Guardian is clearly here this time to slay one of you two, so as to vacate an innate Saint position, and then she herself will enter Sainthood with Merit."

"If Buddhism falls into decay and cannot be saved, the Heavenly Dao will surely abandon you two as discarded chess pieces. You should think about a way out."

Jieyin looked at the Ancestral Demon Dharma Body. "Are you trying to win over us two Sages to join the Outer Domain?"

"No." The Ancestral Demon's smile made one feel a chill. "I want you to help us open the Two-Domain Passage."

"Only when our Outer Domain army presses down on the border can we turn the tide and save your two lives."

"By then, when both tribulations arrive, neither the Heavenly Dao nor the Nuwa Saint will be able to reverse this situation."

"And if you cooperate with us, you can stage a play of joining forces to block us Outer Realm Demon Race from the Three Realms. Once the play is done, what a great amount of Merit will you receive?"

"Even if the Heavenly Dao does not want to give it, does not want to raise a tiger that will cause trouble, it will be too late. With both tribulations arriving, the Heavenly Dao cannot handle it to begin with. It has indulged your Western Sect for many years; now it is time for it to be backlashed."

Zhunti frowned. "What do you mean by indulging my Western Sect for many years? What do you mean by being backlashed?"

Although he was helping to provide opinions, weren't the words a bit too unpleasant to hear?

"Do you really think Tang An is someone easy to deal with?"

"If she were easy to deal with, she would have died countless times over long ago; how could she have lived to become the calamity that Lingshan must now face?"

The Ancestral Demon was unconcerned, "Even if she is difficult to deal with, the strength of one person is ultimately limited."

"Even if there are Saints helping her, with a great army pressing down on the border, those Saints will each be held in check by the Ancestral Demons of our race; who could spare the focus to look after her?"

"A mere Half-Saint and three Great Luo Golden Immortals—how can they withstand my million Demon Soldiers pressing down on the border?"

"Do not forget, killing the Guardian is a result that is good for you and good for me."

"If you are unwilling to cooperate, without the Outer Realm Demon Race to provide reinforcements, you will truly be doomed to die in this calamity."