Chapter 702

Gods fell, demons vanished.

From the current situation, this world has nothing that can threaten Sun Wukong.

Well, actually, even if they were gods or demons, they might not pose any threat to Sun Wukong.

Only Tang Luo can casually press on this stone a couple of times and even crack it.

If someone really tried to smash that stone, they might instantly experience the world spinning and enjoy the treatment of being suppressed under Five Fingers Mountain.

But one fears the unexpected; if anything happens, it won't be good.

Tang Luo and his group won't pour powerful divine arts into the Golden Cudgel.

"Let me think, got it!" Tang Luo pondered briefly, "There's a way."

"What?" Ao Yulie asked.

"I'll go find Yang Jian." Tang Luo said, "Just so these two can keep each other company."

Saying that, he shot up into the sky.

Based on what he saw earlier, he confirmed the direction and Tang Luo flew toward the heavens.

But just as he was about to leave this world's range and enter the outer spacetime turbulence, Tang Luo still didn't see that Tushita Palace.

"Could it be hidden by some formation?" Tang Luo considered a possibility.

He raised his hand and casually slapped out a palm.

A faint, huge palm shadow swept past, but unfortunately he didn't hit anything.

Adjusting his direction, Tang Luo swung another palm, still missing, failing to find Tushita Palace.

"I don't believe it."

Tang Luo stretched his hands upward, letting his originally unobstructed sleeves slide down, then……

Thousand Hands Cannot Block!

Plus Nirvana Glazed Great Hand Seal!

For ten thousand li in all directions, everything was covered by the huge semi-transparent palm print.

Originally used to destroy heaven and earth, this divine art is now used by Tang Luo to find a palace.

Of course, the Great Hand Seal hardly contains any power.

It merely stirred up a few breezes.

"Found it." Tang Luo looked diagonally upward, where there was originally empty space, suddenly a white mist appeared.

That white mist soon dissipated, returning to emptiness.

Tang Luo flew nearby, raised his hand and slapped downward, the mist reappeared, and vaguely a palace complex could be seen in the center.

Not grand, but with an ethereal feel.

Typical immortal abode.

Tang Luo landed and entered Tushita Palace.

The great formation enveloping Tushita Palace had little defensive blocking effect; it merely concealed.

Once discovered, it didn't stop outsiders from entering.

As for outsiders wanting to cause some damage here, whether it would trigger another formation, Tang Luo didn't know.

Arriving at the alchemy room, he saw the Eight Trigrams Furnace still quietly there, outwardly unchanged.

Tang Luo reached out and tapped the Eight Trigrams Furnace twice: "Is Yang Jian in there? Yang Jian, are you in there? Can you hear me?"

No response from inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, so Tang Luo simply reached in, grabbed it, and shook it.

"Who is it?"

Finally, Yang Jian's voice came from inside.

Without doubt, having regained his memory, Yang Jian inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace was mastering thunder and lightning, slowly recovering.

No longer the ignorant, miserable Mu Yang of before.

"It's me." Tang Luo said.

"You're back."

"Yeah, I found Wukong in the outside world."

"Hmph!" Yang Jian snorted meaninglessly, "That monkey really isn't that easy to die."

Tang Luo nodded: "But just like you, heavily wounded, saved by the Tathagata, just as miserable as you. You lot, you're useless, still needing others to save you. Being human, the most important thing is to rely on yourself……"

"What do you want?" Yang Jian interrupted Tang Luo's mockery.

"Oh, I plan to move you, place you together with Wukong." Tang Luo said.

"Huh?" Yang Jian raised his tone.

"Wukong is 'pressed' under Five Fingers Mountain; I think moving him is less convenient than moving the Eight Trigrams Furnace. You two together can look after each other if anything happens." Tang Luo said, "Coincidentally forming the Sunset Red Elderly Wounded Combination."

"Not needed!" Yang Jian refused outright.

"I'm just here to notify you, not to ask your opinion." Tang Luo hehehed, single-handedly lifting the Eight Trigrams Furnace above his head.

"Hey!"

Ignoring Yang Jian's voice, Tang Luo opened the alchemy room door and walked out.

Along the way, unexpectedly encountering no obstruction, he easily exited Tushita Palace.

Outside Tushita Palace, Tang Luo didn't immediately go down: "I say Old Yang, does Tushita Palace inside really have no formations set up to prevent the Eight Trigrams Furnace from being stolen?"

"You think the Eight Trigrams Furnace can be stolen by just anyone?" Yang Jian retorted unhappily.

This is the Eight Trigrams Furnace, incredibly heavy.

No special protection is needed to prevent it from being stolen.

Put it this way, whoever can steal the Eight Trigrams Furnace is already beyond what ordinary formations can casually block.

A truly powerful grand formation requires living people to control it in order to unleash its might.

A grand formation without anyone controlling it, even if laid down by Lord Lao, can only obstruct for a short while.

One who can steal the Eight Trigrams Furnace naturally has a hundred and one methods to break the formation and leave.

As for Tang Luo, who just picks it up and walks off, even the Grand Supreme Lord Lao would probably shake his head upon seeing it — I've lived so many years, and I've truly never seen this scene before.

Forcibly breaking through some grand formation is far less difficult than shouldering the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

"Not bad, not heavy either," Tang Luo said.

Speaking, he leaped down from the Tushita Palace, plummeting straight toward Five Fingers Mountain.

The Tushita Palace above vanished into the clouds and mist, truly empty and devoid of anything this time.

Returned to Five Fingers Mountain.

"Master, you actually really brought the Eight Trigrams Furnace over," Ao Yulie gaped.

Pigsy knocked twice: "Is Erlang Shen in? Is Erlang Shen in?"

Silence inside.

If not for his unhealed severe injuries, Erlang Shen would probably have jumped out to fight this master-disciple pair for three hundred rounds.

In your sister!

Placing the Eight Trigrams Furnace beside the stone Sun Wukong had turned into, Tang Luo nodded in satisfaction.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace's weight naturally wouldn't just "land" solidly; outsiders lifting it would find it heavy to the extreme.

But placed like this, it was no different from an ordinary furnace.

Moreover, even if the weight were truly pressed down, Five Fingers Mountain as a whole would have no problem bearing the Eight Trigrams Furnace's weight.

Both are minor worlds, blessed lands — neither is inferior to the other.

When Sun Wukong recovers and bursts out of the mountain, Five Fingers Mountain will vanish along with it.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace won't vanish; at most, it will return to chaos internally along with Erlang Shen's departure.

After all, the opening and formation of an internal minor world, a blessed land, is unnecessary for alchemy.

Back when Sun Wukong was in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, there was also no situation of a minor world, a blessed land.

This was a blessed land the Lord Lao specially opened up for Erlang Shen.

Basically the same situation as Five Fingers Mountain.

This is the pinnacle of "Universe in a Sleeve" and "Buddha Land in a Palm."

If the Tathagata and the Grand Supreme Lord Lao were willing, they could even completely "forge" a truly stable, brand-new blessed land.

After the Eight Trigrams Furnace was set down, a faint light flashed, coalescing in midair into a faintly visible vertical pupil.

"You can still open the Heavenly Eye to see outside?" Pigsy said.

"Occasionally."

Erlang Shen said, the implication being he couldn't open it often.

"This is... Sun Wukong?" The Heavenly Eye's gaze fell on the stone beside it.

"Right, in slumber, don't know when he'll wake," Tang Luo nodded.

"Hah..." Erlang Shen let out a short laugh, the laughter seeming to carry a touch of relief.

Seeing you this miserable too, I'm relieved.

"I see you're bored alone, want me to wake Wukong?" Tang Luo grinned.

"Not needed."

The Heavenly Eye instantly vanished.

I'm the Three Realms' number one cold-faced combat general, how could I be like some old grandpa, chatting with people all day when there's nothing to do?

He, Erlang Shen, isn't a monkey trainer.

This is best.

"Hey, hey... not talking again," Pigsy said with a laugh.

Putting Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong together, that's basically stable.

Unlike the slumbering Sun Wukong, if danger arises, the awake Erlang Shen can forcibly break through and emerge.

"Right!" Tang Luo suddenly thought, "How about we 'summon' Nezha and them over too?"

Nezha and Sun Wutian, two of them, are in the same world.

Summon them over, and we can upgrade from the "Sunset Red Elderly Wounded Group" to the "Old, Weak, Sick, and Disabled" combo.

"Is the Summoning Heart energy enough?" Pigsy asked.

"Just summoning them over is still enough," Tang Luo said, "but after summoning it won't be enough, hmm... forget it, still better to use it on the cutting edge."

Now is not the time to squander.

Handing the Xuan Bian to Pigsy, he entered Five Fingers Mountain's interior to forge artifacts, starting to strengthen and reinforce.

Tang Luo and them simply stayed on the stone bridge, slowly cultivating.

During this period they also left once, to confirm those demon beasts hadn't left the range Tang Luo had drawn.

Went to the God Realm too, only some god-slaves remained there.

Those demon beasts and divine soldiers had all vanished; according to the god-slaves, both sides had a great battle, casualties quite heavy.

The remaining few left, whereabouts unknown.

As for the mortal dynasties, Tang Luo and them didn't bother.

But heard some turmoil occurred; the gods' disappearance, the influence gradually reached the mortal world.

Two months' time, passed in a flash.

"We're leaving."

Zhu Bajie strengthened the Profound Transformation and returned, and Tang Luo and the others spoke to the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Erlang Shen responded, his Heavenly Eye opening again; the surroundings were empty and desolate, the figures of Tang Luo and the others already gone, only a stone and the Golden Cudgel, which had turned back into a stone staff, remaining beside the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

The Heavenly Eye vanished, and mist once more enveloped the stone bridge, concealing everything.

It seemed even the stone bridge itself had vanished entirely.

Tang Luo and the others returned to the real world, completing the twenty-third mission; the rewards had also been credited.

Just as expected, it was three skills.

Ao Yulie continued his "Mage" profession system, obtaining a skill named "Exploding Fireball".

This skill was considerably powerful; even at the initial Level 1, its cooldown was very short, only ten minutes.

Levels 2 and 3 reduced it further to five minutes and two minutes, and its power was ample, fully comparable to a tank cannon strike.

If a newcomer could obtain this skill early on, they could completely leap to become a Third-Order God-Demon Walker — in terms of attack power, at least.

Of course, there was also an important point: the skill was not without cost.

It also consumed the God-Demon Walker's own physical stamina, which counted as a kind of restriction.

But this restriction had no effect on Ao Yulie; it could be seen he took quite an interest in becoming a useless, flashy magic turret.

After obtaining the skill, he actively began practicing.