Chapter 477

Black Emperor's face darkened as his consciousness descended into the Five Emperors Temple: "Tang Xuanzang has come to attack!"

The four of the Five Direction Heavenly Emperors all "awoke": "What's going on?"

"I don't know, clearly he had already left, and now he suddenly came to attack!" Black Emperor felt that anger inside him.

Why does it have to be him?

The Five Direction Heavenly Emperors aren't only him—can't they find someone else?

They caused trouble once already and still want to cause trouble—can't just keep shearing the same sheep.

But he can't say this to Tang Luo, and Tang Luo can't hear his inner voice.

"Or, you go make slight contact, test him out?" Huang Di "sincerely" suggested.

"Hmph." Black Emperor snorted coldly.

Tang Xuanzang comes with ill intent, his aura fierce—how could he rashly make contact?

"Send someone to see what he actually wants." Chi Di said, without showing schadenfreude as openly as Huang Di did.

Today it's Black Emperor's bad luck—heaven knows if tomorrow it won't be their turn.

"Choosing someone is a problem..." Black Emperor said.

"At this time, don't say 'it's a problem'—hurry up and send someone, otherwise that demon monk will get angry, and he might just overturn your temple." The relatively taciturn Qing Di said, the statue returning to normal as he withdrew.

"What he said makes sense."

"You have plenty of people on your side—send someone."

Chi Di and Bai Di repeated the phrase, then both left at the same time.

"You damn it!" Black Emperor nearly lost his image entirely, directly cursing.

"Hurry up and go—we also need to prepare, in case next time it's our turn." Huang Di threw salt on Black Emperor's wound, then slipped away happily.

"Damn it!"

Black Emperor couldn't help but curse—do these guys really not understand that we share honor and disgrace together?

The Four Emperors certainly understand, but understanding is understanding—it's not that understanding alone makes it possible.

Moreover, the loss is currently Black Emperor's alone, and it hasn't reached an unbearable point.

These four guys won't care at all.

"Do you really think you can stay safe by yourself?" Black Emperor's eyes flashed with a harsh light—he can't be the only one suffering misfortune.

He needs to redirect the disaster eastward—this huge trouble can't be borne by him alone, he can't bear it alone.

What time is it now, and these guys still want to watch the fire from across the river? Impossible!

Since allies can't be relied upon, just drag them into the water—then they'll be reliable.

The board doesn't hurt when it's not on your own body.

Once it hurts, you'll know what to do.

Black Emperor's eyes filled with surging killing intent, and the statue returned to its original state.

On the other side, outside the main hall of the Black Emperor Temple.

Tang Luo stood there, a faint light curtain vaguely visible on his body.

The Daoists' attacks—talismans mixed with incense power, thunder methods, flying swords—landed on it, yet the light curtain didn't even ripple.

These Daoists' attack power is shockingly low, their methods extremely limited, utterly terrible.

It's obvious that the cultivators of this world have been severely crippled by those immortals.

"Looks like you're planning to keep hiding?" After waiting a while, with Black Emperor-like figures still not appearing, Tang Luo raised his hand.

A huge palm print appeared in the sky, then descended toward the War God's main hall below.

The statues inside had already been destroyed—now it's the temple's turn.

At this moment, the incense power that had merely been condensing, blocking with incredible force, suddenly erupted violently.

It surged madly toward the War God's main hall, a golden light flashing past.

Above the main hall, a man with a terrifying aura appeared, wearing profound gold battle armor and holding a long sword.

"Black Emperor!"

"Black Emperor manifests spirit!"

The Daoists who had just been doing useless work immediately knelt down.

This is the image of the War God Black Emperor.

As soon as War God Black Emperor appeared, the long sword in his hand swung out directly—a cold light flashed, the blade light swept across the sky, and slammed into the giant palm descending from above.

The palm shattered, vanished into nothing.

"Oh?" Tang Luo felt a bit surprised—this War God Black Emperor's strength is a bit stronger than he imagined.

He immediately gained a bit of interest.

After one sword broke the great palm print, War God Black Emperor hesitated not at all, then swung another sword directly at Tang Luo.

No fancy tricks—just pure power gathering into blade light, carrying terrifying destructive force as it came.

Tang Luo raised his hand—several meters of distance meant nothing to the blade light, instantly crossing over and landing on his palm.

No, rather, it should be said that it was blocked at a point less than five centimeters from Tang Luo's palm.

Faintly visible, an arc-shaped light curtain resisted the blade light—not only blocking this strike, but completely controlling that terrifying destructive force, not a single bit leaking out.

War God Black Emperor's body flickered, vanished without trace, then appeared behind Tang Luo, sweeping out horizontally at the waist.

A hand appeared on the inevitable path of the long sword's blade—Tang Luo easily blocked it.

The blade light couldn't break through defense, and the blade itself couldn't injure Tang Luo.

Three strikes—only the first had any effect; War God Black Emperor suddenly sheathed his sword, retreated, and stood still, holding the sword horizontally across his chest with both hands, arms parallel, then slammed it down to the ground.

The earth trembled slightly.

The War God Black Emperor stood motionless, yet countless phantoms instantly shot forth from his body; the blade in his hand occupied virtually every inch of space around Tang Luo.

Layer upon layer of blade shadows — death by a thousand cuts!

Tang Luo turned to face the War God Black Emperor; simultaneously, countless fist shadows and palm shadows covered his flanks, meeting the myriad blades.

A thousand hands cannot defend!

The two collided; in utter silence, the surrounding War God Black Emperor phantoms dissipated completely.

Tang Luo took a step, rushing before the motionless War God Black Emperor, and struck out with a palm.

The War God Black Emperor's reaction was evidently a beat too slow; the long blades in his hands had only just been drawn from the ground, but with both hands gripping the blades one above the other, this position luckily blocked Tang Luo's palm.

Alas, the next breath, surging power would tear the incense avatar before him to shreds.

Blocking served absolutely no purpose.

"Is the True Self still not coming?"

Tang Luo shattered the incense avatar with a palm, did not turn around, and backhanded a sweep.

The War God Main Hall behind him collapsed with a boom, becoming a ruin; all the statues inside were smashed to pieces as well.

Not even broken walls and ruined foundations remained.

The surrounding Daoists stood dumbstruck, faces full of incredulity.

The Black Emperor manifested, yet was actually dispersed?!

What kind of great monster is this? To possess such terrifying strength?

Before these Daoists could kowtow or flee for their lives, atop the remaining halls where offerings were worshipped, incense power converged, and one incense avatar after another appeared.

Bestowing-Books Black Emperor, Granting-Sons Black Emperor, Flood-Control Black Emperor, Wealth God Black Emperor, Artisan Black Emperor...

Numerous Black Emperors of different forms hovered in midair, shouting in unison at Tang Luo: "Monster! Accept death at once!"

These words, this sound, were themselves a form of attack.

For an ordinary monster, this stern shout alone would suffice to make them burst and die on the spot.

Yet Tang Luo did not so much as sway; instead he raised his hand, five fingers spread, slightly curled, and turned.

"Get down here!"

The numerous Black Emperor avatars in the sky instantly lost stability, as if Tang Luo's palm held a vortex; irresistible suction emanated from within.

A gigantic hand imprint could faintly be seen flickering in and out of existence, intending to seize the entire sky and crush it in its palm.

As the giant hand imprint slowly closed, the Black Emperor avatars completely lost control, flying toward Tang Luo one after another; the moment they truly touched his palm they were torn apart and minced by the intersecting, rampaging forces.

One after another, like moths throwing themselves into fire.

"Not this one, not this one either..."

Tang Luo's expression unchanged, he continuously slew these Black Emperor avatars, searching for the incense avatar into which the consciousness had descended.

When this group of avatars appeared, Tang Luo sensed a trace of difference, a feeling of being spied upon.

During combat, Tang Luo's perception is extremely sharp.

A consciousness had truly descended into one of these avatars, hiding itself, wanting to fish in troubled waters.

Facing this situation, Tang Luo's method was not to discern exactly which incense avatar hid the Black Emperor's consciousness, guarding and searching while fighting.

His method was to blow up all the avatars!

Then we'll see where you can hide.

The Black Emperor cursed wildly in his heart; the War God Black Emperor held none of his consciousness — his true consciousness had descended simultaneously into one of them at the moment the numerous incense avatars appeared together.

In this way, he could control the nearby incense avatars, letting them exert greater effect.

Normal incense avatars are rather stiff.

Consciousness descending into one incense avatar allows control of nearby incense avatars; controlled avatars naturally become far more nimble.

The incense avatar with true consciousness descended is no different from a real person; even the strength it can exert rises to the limit.

Incense avatars have these three "modes".

The Black Emperor's consciousness hid among the numerous incense avatars, originally thinking the safety factor had increased considerably.

He never expected this demon monk would actually bring all avatars under his control, not letting a single one go.

Isn't he afraid of bursting himself directly?

"Only this way!" The hidden Black Emperor's face turned ferocious, thoughts surging.

Apart from two incense avatars, all incense avatars self-detonated in this instant; the violently surging power shattered Tang Luo's great hand imprint.

Those two incense avatars split in different directions, fleeing south at high speed.

Divert the disaster eastward!

The Black Emperor's heart bled; in the original plan, it was not like this — consuming so much incense power just to divert the disaster eastward.

"Want to leave?" Tang Luo's eyes narrowed.

On the flight path of the two incense avatars, two streaks of light suddenly arrived in an instant; both sides collided violently.

Zhu Bajie smashed the incense avatar before him to smithereens with a rake strike.

Ao Yulie's side: he was knocked flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground: "Master! This avatar has a trick!"

In the split second before landing, Ao Yulie still cried out.

At the moment of the exchange just now, he felt something was wrong.

This incense avatar is so strong!

"Damn it!" The Black Emperor, merely stalled slightly by Ao Yulie, completely lost any chance to escape.

Tang Luo appeared behind him, reached out and grabbed.

This incense avatar was seized in his hand, unable to break free.

"Finally out." Landing, Tang Luo looked at the avatar in his hand and said, "But too late."

"What are you doing..." A look of ill-boding horror rose in the Black Emperor's eyes.

"Fulfilling a promise." Tang Luo said, "A monk does not speak falsehoods; Bajie, clear the scene."

"Yes, Master." Zhu Bajie cast a spell, and all the Daoists and believers in the Black Emperor's Temple flew up, thrown out of the temple by him.

"No!"

Amidst the Black Emperor's furious roar, Tang Luo clapped his hands, striking downward with a palm.

Glazed Nirvana Great Hand Seal!

The great hand seal covering the sky crashed down, landing squarely on the Black Emperor's Temple.

With a deafening boom, this vast and majestic Black Emperor's Temple turned into thorough ruins.

"Tang Xuanzang! You and I are irreconcilable enemies!"

As the temple was destroyed, the Black Emperor felt the incense power in this area vanish completely, like a drop of water in a raging fire, "evaporated" away.

"As expected, you recognize this poor monk." Tang Luo brought the incense avatar before his eyes, "Who are you?"

"The Manifest Sage True Lord will not let you off!"

The Black Emperor roared.