Chapter 675: It Seems This Poor Monk Smashed Something to Pieces?
Howling Celestial Hound was protecting Yang Jian, not immediately rushing forward to attack.
"Die!"
Facing the black thunder dragon and the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake drifting down amid blazing flames and snow, the Pill Resentment let out an incomparably venomous shriek.
Medicinal power poisonous to the utmost extreme spread out.
The black thunder dragon was actually directly corroded, becoming riddled with holes in an instant, no longer retaining a dragon's form.
You must know, Gui Water Yin Thunder is itself the most yin and most poisonous thunder; though also thunder, it is completely different from the most yang and most unyielding heavenly thunder.
Using poison to corrode the Gui Water Yin Thunder dragon shows how ferocious its toxicity is.
It almost counts as fighting poison with poison.
At the same moment the black thunder dragon turned riddled with holes and vanished, Zhu Bajie's Nine-Tooth Nail Rake had nearly touched the top of the Pill Resentment's head.
Intending to leave several transparent holes in it.
Even if it has fused with Yang Jian's shattered remnant body, so what?
The fully flourishing Manifested Sage Erlang True Lord of that year would also not use his head to receive Zhu Bajie's Nine-Tooth Nail Rake.
This kind of head-butting-iron thing, only Sun Wukong could pull off.
Just as the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake was about to succeed, the Pill Resentment's single constantly twitching eye suddenly stopped, staring at Zhu Bajie.
A red light burst forth from the single eye, enveloping Zhu Bajie.
It froze.
The blazing flames on the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake, the enveloping drifting snow, the bursting radiance, and Zhu Bajie's entire person all halted within the red light.
Like a painting.
Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye: first for locking on and immobilizing, second for killing.
Now "learned" by the Pill Resentment, yet Yang Jian's true body still cannot open his eye.
Heaven and earth inverted.
The red light did not merely freeze Zhu Bajie; "Utmost Resentment Poison" poured out along with the momentum, intending to poison Zhu Bajie to death, turning him into a pool of black water.
Not only that, the Pill Resentment's right hand clenched into a fist, carrying an incomparably dull whistling sound, an astonishing mighty force that made the great formation tremble, smashing toward Zhu Bajie's head.
The Pill Resentment's combat style, besides the instinctual Utmost Resentment Poison, the rest was "taken from" Yang Jian.
Close combat, poison — that is the Pill Resentment's combat method.
An incomparably heavy fist was blocked before Zhu Bajie by two hands stacked together.
The instant the fist swung out, the Buddhist beads Zhu Bajie had obtained from Ao Yulie flashed, transforming into Sha Wujing who blocked before him.
Fine cracks appeared on Sha Wujing's Glazed Pure Garment, yet it still firmly blocked this punch.
Behind the Pill Resentment, within the dissipated black thunder dragon, a bolt of thunder erupted.
It ruthlessly struck the Pill Resentment's body.
Simultaneously, Zhu Bajie broke free of the red light's binding; a rake strike smashed onto its head.
"Ah!"
A shriek of resentment, rage, and pain issued from the Pill Resentment's mouth.
Incomparably vast power surged from its body.
Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie flew backward; the Gui Water Yin Thunder Milky Way Grand Formation trembled and shattered, violent power rushed into the clouds, rampaging in all directions.
The original base instantly turned into a pile of ruins.
The few survivors also died on the spot.
Sha Wujing blocked before Zhu Bajie, cracks severe on his body; Zhu Bajie reached out, grabbed him, and turned him back into Buddhist beads to wear on his wrist.
Ao Yulie transformed into dragon form, dancing wildly in the sky, continuously dissipating those rampaging forces.
The Treasure Lotus Umbrella and Howling Celestial Hound together dead-guarded the eyes-closed, healing Yang Jian, minimizing his exposure to the impact.
By the time it subsided.
A huge cavity appeared where the crowd stood.
Everything around had already vanished; Zhu Bajie, Ao Yulie, and the others flew in midair.
Howling Celestial Hound was already carrying Yang Jian on its back.
Only at the Pill Resentment's position was there a solitary lone cylinder beneath its feet.
Its condition looked quite poor; there were some charred black traces on its body, several holes in its head, tilted to one side.
Yet its aura was unprecedentedly soaring.
Vast amounts of permeating medicinal power were all stirred by it, continuously converging into its body.
Not caring whether it could endure it, completely drinking poison to quench thirst, reckless and heedless.
It slowly rose into flight; the cylinder beneath its feet shattered and fell into the deep pit.
The Pill Resentment's three crimson, resentful eyes swept over Zhu Bajie and the rest: "Everyone, all must die!"
The drink-poison-to-quench-thirst method let the Pill Resentment possess stronger power for the short time that followed.
The aftereffects afterward are also extremely severe; the Eight Trigrams Furnace's medicinal power, even though he is a Pill Immortal and Pill Spirit born from within, cannot be arbitrarily absorbed and utilized.
Using this desperate measure was because the Pill Resentment sensed a threat.
If Yang Jian were also allowed to heal successfully and join the battlefield, joining forces with those people, they might truly be able to destroy the physical body it barely managed to obtain; its consciousness would have no anchor, be scattered, and it would again become an existence similar to a "Pill Spirit," or even worse.
Becoming a ghost, unknown when it could awaken again.
"Yang Jian, are you ready yet?" Zhu Bajie said.
Without adding a Yang Jian, this battle really isn't easy to fight.
"Soon, just hold on thirty more breaths—" Yang Jian spoke, but before his words fell.
Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled.
The originally invisible, high and thick cloud layer in the sky suddenly fell, and in an instant, splendid firelight covered the entire horizon.
The "sky" of the seen place was completely ignited.
The red, splendid firelight illuminated the earth, and everything on the earth turned completely red.
"Master!" Ao Yulie shouted in surprise and joy.
The heavenly and earthly anomaly, the "accident" of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, must be related to the great formation and to Tang Luo.
The dazzling firelight appeared for a moment and then vanished.
A huge hole appeared in the cloud layer, and a burning fireball fell from the sky like a falling meteor.
It gave no time or chance for the Resentment of the Elixir to react, instantly crossing thousands upon thousands of distances, and already smashed onto his head.
A painful low groan rang out, and the fireball and the Resentment of the Elixir fell together into the deep pit.
The earth began to tremble.
The deep pit sank further, its edges collapsed, and cracks spread in all directions.
Yang Jian stood up in an instant and looked toward the deep pit.
Ao Yulie and the others also looked toward the bottom of the deep pit.
There, the Resentment of the Elixir was burning fiercely, its medicinal power constantly evaporating from its body, turning into extreme resentment poison, which was then burned away by the Six Ding Divine Fire.
He struggled madly, pushing aside the black ellipsoid pressing on him that still emitted sparks, using hands and feet together, wanting to crawl, wanting to get away.
His body could be seen almost flattened by the impact, barely maintaining a complete form.
The falling "fireball" was not merely igniting the Six Ding Divine Fire on the Resentment of the Elixir so simply.
"Want to escape?"
Yang Jian let out a cold snort and was about to strike to finish him off.
The black ellipsoid suddenly cracked open, and from inside stretched out a hand bone, half charred and still partially burning with Six Ding Divine Fire.
The five finger bones of the hand bone spread open, grabbing the head of the Elixir Spirit.
As the hand bone moved, the black ellipsoid completely shattered, and a charred skull still burning with flames stepped out onto the Elixir Spirit.
Truly stepping on it with its feet.
"Master?"
Ao Yulie widened his eyes.
Sha Wujing also re-manifested, and Zhu Bajie opened his mouth.
Oh my goodness!
The master has been burned into a skeleton! What to do! Hurry, waiting online!
"Tang Xuanzang!" Yang Jian softly shouted.
The skull lifted its head, its hollow black eye sockets sweeping over everyone, making people feel a chill sweep across their faces and their spines turn cold.
He then lowered his head to look at the still-burning Resentment of the Elixir, took a step to the side, and stepped down from it.
Before the Resentment of the Elixir could get up, the skeleton bent down, grabbed one of its feet, and raised it up before bringing it down!
Raised it up, brought it down!
The earth kept trembling.
The flames on the Resentment of the Elixir went out, and its body followed the extinguishing flames to be completely shattered.
The ashes it turned into rose up, "drifting with the wind."
However, as the skeleton pounded the Resentment of the Elixir, cracks continuously appeared on its body.
When the Resentment of the Elixir died, it finally could not bear the burden, shattering into a product of large and small fragments piled together.
"Stay calm, stay calm!" Ao Yulie suddenly took a deep breath, looked at Zhu Bajie and said, "Second Senior Brother! This is just a technical adjustment, right?!"
"It's fine." Zhu Bajie let out a long breath, "Don't you feel the master's aura growing stronger?"
The bone fragments further weathered, turning into a pile of ashes.
But within this pile of ashes, a golden light flickered faintly.
After a moment, a pale golden flower bud emerged from the ash pile, continuously growing upward and expanding.
Not long after, it became a huge flower bud.
Not a real flower, it looked somewhat like jade, but its true material was neither stone nor jade.
The tightly closed flower bud trembled slightly and blossomed open.
Inside, a little monk sat cross-legged, bald, wearing a blood-red robe with golden patterns.
One hand raised in front of his chest.
"Amitabha."
The Buddhist chant came from the little monk's mouth, he opened his eyes, golden light flashed in his eyes, condensing into a flame of gold mixed with red, then gradually faded, returning to normal black.
"I seem to have broken something just now?"
Tang Luo stood up, the golden lotus under his feet re-transformed into a merit jade lotus, but this time in full bloom, flowing into Tang Luo's forehead.
There, a blooming lotus pattern formed, gradually fading, leaving behind a faint trace.
"Master!"
Ao Yulie flew over, slid through the void, and embraced Tang Luo's thigh, "I've missed you so much!"
Although his appearance had become smaller, looking only about seven or eight years old.
But there is no doubt that the bald little monk before them is Tang Luo.
The fierceness of the moment he opened his eyes, and the previous beating of the Resentment of the Elixir, are Tang Luo's basic operations, normal procedure.
He shook off twice, kicking away Ao Yulie who was hugging his thigh, Tang Luo looked at Yang Jian: "Look at your appearance, you've already recovered, no need to thank me, this is what should be done. If you really want to thank me, serve me as an ox and horse for ten lifetimes will do, we're our own people, so no need to quibble."
"……"
Yang Jian did not speak, comparing the current gap in strength between them...
To hell with it!
He leapt up from Xiaotian Dog's back, throwing a punch at Tang Luo's face.
Tang Luo reached out, easily catching Yang Jian's fist, and shook his head as he said, "You, you've actually fallen to this state."
With a downward throw, Yang Jian hit the ground, barely steadying himself, leaving several footprints on the ground.
"What realm are you at now?" Yang Jian looked up at Tang Luo.
The incomparably brief exchange left only the four words "unfathomable" surfacing in his mind.
"I feel that once I recover, I can take on the Tathagata in a one-on-one fight." Tang Luo said with a smile.
End of Chapter
