Chapter 817: The Power of One Staff, Sun Wukong

Snowflakes drifted, the north wind whistled.

Heaven and earth, a single expanse, vast and desolate.

This is the scene seen by those weapon-wielders at this very moment.

The man who emerged from the black cocoon carried a terrifying, chilling aura, seeking to drag everyone into the vortex of war.

The aura of golden halberds and iron horses boiled over, bringing death and destruction.

Then, with a cry of "Take this, Old Sun's staff!", a figure that looked neither tall nor particularly large—indeed, rather slender—descended from the sky and brought the staff down.

That frightening man died just like that.

He was smashed into a puddle of black blood mist and blood filth.

Afterwards, the dense swarm of outer heavenly demons surrounding them shattered one after another, vast amounts of gray-white fragments scattering across the sky like a heavy snowfall of goose feathers.

The bleak cold wind blew.

Forming the scene of snow drifting for ten thousand li.

"Really not much of a fight."

Sun Wukong shrank his golden hooped staff and tossed it into his ear, then shook his head with a very self-satisfied air.

To be honest, this blow was not just Sun Wukong's own strength; it also carried part of Tang Luo's power.

After receiving the golden hooped staff, Sun Wukong naturally released this power together.

After all, he only had "the power of one blow," so when striking, he naturally hoped for a more exhilarating release.

Unexpectedly, one blow was enough to kill him.

Poor war itself—it is absolutely not a weakling. Since entering the divine-demonic game, Tang Luo has encountered opponents stronger than him, and they can be counted on one's fingers.

His strength far exceeds that of Cain the Strife.

It's just that he met Sun Wukong—though possessing only the power of a single strike, he had already broken through and established himself as Sun Wukong.

Tang Luo also gave him a push.

Being instantly killed is truly not war's fault.

It's not that our side isn't strong enough, but that the enemy is too powerful.

"Turns out we don't need to gather all the outer heavenly demons together after all," Ao Yulie said.

I never expected the outer heavenly demons to actually have a core—destroy it and they all die.

Ao Yulie felt this setting would only be used by the protagonists for a desperate comeback.

Our master-disciple party's identity is that of bosses—we fundamentally don't need this setting.

"Not necessarily," Zhu Bajie analyzed. "Just now, that guy, in the moment of blocking, clearly had already completely gathered all the power of those outer heavenly demons."

A keen instinct, concentrating all power to resist Sun Wukong's staff.

A very correct choice—too bad it had no effect.

It might not be because this war-like man was the core of the outer heavenly demons; his death caused theirs.

Maybe it's because he gathered their power.

"Forget it, not important."

The two chatted casually about a few things, didn't delve deeper into this issue—after all, the person is dead, the mission is complete, that's enough.

"Wukong, come back."

Tang Luo reached out and opened his hand; Sun Wukong flew back, landing in his palm, vanishing into the Buddha's kingdom within.

After just a few seconds, Tang Luo and the others likewise disappeared.

Only a group of weapon-wielders still wearing the severed water flow remained, their faces blank and dazed—finished?

Are the outer heavenly demons all dead?

Did the gods and demons who killed the outer heavenly demons also leave?

The "snowflakes" continued drifting for a long time, until a day's weapon-wielder venerator picked up the severed water flow, now restored to normal length, fallen to the ground and already considerably damaged, and suggested: "How about we enshrine this?"

"Good, good."

The other weapon-wielders all nodded in agreement.

They had completely forgotten that they had long served as fish bait and human kites.

They could follow the savior to save the world as heroes!

After completing the mission, Tang Luo and the others naturally returned to the real world.

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie's topic turned again to why the eldest senior brother always likes to shout "Take this, Old Sun's staff!"

They both thought the eldest senior brother might have some obsession.

Then, showing pure smiles, the topic shifted to the Peach Banquet of old—when the eldest senior brother detained the seven fairy maidens, what exactly happened?

Ao Yulie always felt there was a story there; otherwise, where would the gourd babies come from?

Zhu Bajie snorted in disdain—there are no gourd babies in the Mountains and Seas realm; that's just made up.

Ao Yulie, speaking as a seasoned traveler among gods and demons, said the story might not be false—truth and illusion are separated by only a thread.

Tang Luo couldn't be bothered to listen to these two off-key fellows spouting nonsense, so he released Sun Wukong and the version of Yang Jian from the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

He explained the current situation to them, including various aspects of the divine-demonic game.

And his own discoveries.

Sun Wukong listened, appearing serious, but in reality was completely distracted, having only caught the general idea.

As for Yang Jian, facing an Eight Trigrams Furnace, Tang Luo couldn't see his expression.

After speaking for a while, Tang Luo simply waved his hand, letting them figure out the current situation on their own.

Walking back to Zhu Bajie's side, the three gathered together and sorted out the gains from this mission.

It could be considered customary—not just the divine-demonic game.

When we were traveling west before, after each battle, we would all sit down to analyze where this formation was weak and where it could be improved.

The title of Fighting Victory Buddha was certainly not earned without effort.

Of course, the true meaning of Fighting Victory Buddha differs from the meaning Tang Luo assigned to it.

Tang Luo belongs to those who, by their own strength, forcibly changed the original meaning of Fighting Victory Buddha.

First, the power of merit—this time, the harvest of merit power was truly substantial, enough to be freely squandered for a long time to come.

Tang Luo also had no intention of consuming it all at once.

Let it be, slowly accumulate it, and use it only at critical moments.

We obtained quite a few life-bound equipment items; some were sold, while another portion will be smelted into the Profound Transformation.

Next is completing the mission, receiving rewards from the Divine Demon Game.

Tang Luo's reward is a skill called Molten Arm Armor, the same skill Zhu Bajie previously obtained.

Now Tang Luo has six skills, five of which are Blood Talismans; he persists in walking the support path without wavering, so naturally he will not choose to forget or replace them.

The other is Dual Blade Flow, also quite an interesting skill; Tang Luo has no intention of discarding it, intending to integrate and master it fully.

This skill was passed on to Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie originally had five skills; after Tang Luo transferred the Molten Arm Armor to him, it directly overlapped with his original skill, upgrading it by one level to reach the highest third level, just one step away from complete integration and mastery.

Obtaining the same skill works this way—it does not occupy an additional "skill slot," but instead stacks onto the original skill.

Zhu Bajie's previous reward was a piece of equipment: a round shield.

This time, it is a skill called "Indestructible Armor."

Like Qin Menglan's "Demon-Breaking Ice Spear" skill, it belongs to the same type; after use, it can summon the "Indestructible Armor" to wear, lasting for a period of time.

It is estimated that among the rewards of the Divine Demon Game, there will be the "Indestructible Armor" equipment.

As for the armor's defensive power, Tang Luo was not even allowed to test it; even the original armor, in Tang Luo's hands, was as fragile as paper, with no difference.

Ao Yulie tried to grab it, and with just a bit of force, he could tear this armor apart.

After all, it is merely a first-level skill; even if Ao Yulie is weak, he is still a peak figure in the current Divine Demon Wanderings.

If even the defense of a first-level skill cannot be broken, then there's no point in continuing.

Ao Yulie, who can easily break through first-level skill defenses, this time received a reward that happened to be exchanged for what Zhu Bajie previously obtained, turning it into a piece of equipment.

A magical robe, named "Wind and Thunder."

Very much like the flashy magic robes in online games, with a hood, entirely white, adorned with mysterious patterns that occasionally flash with lightning.

Its main function, aside from providing some defense, is to autonomously unleash lightning for counterattack when attacked.

It also possesses a "Lightweight" effect—even an ordinary person wearing it would feel as light as a swallow, with movements becoming swift and agile.

Ao Yulie likes it very much.

Of course, what he likes is not the capability of the Wind and Thunder magic robe, but its flashy and handsome appearance.

The hood can be lowered, and it will not obscure his peerlessly handsome face.

When worn, it increases his sense of mystery, giving off a strong BOSS aura.

After a while, the Eight Trigrams Furnace flew over, and Yang Jian's voice came: "Please send me back first."

The real world remains in a state of scarce heavenly and earthly vital energy, which does nothing to aid Yang Jian's recovery.

He is still willing to stay in the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.

Tang Luo nodded, then took back the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Sun Wukong naturally never thought of returning to the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm; he is very interested in the real world and has finally figured out where Tang Luo previously taught those postures from.

The desire to learn is stirring restlessly.

Ao Yulie seized the opportunity to take on everything, saying he would bring the eldest senior brother to familiarize himself with the environment.

The two restless individuals soon didn't even know where they had run off to.

Tang Luo checked the time; sure enough, another period had passed since they entered the mission world.

The changes in the Divine Demon Game are still quietly underway.

No one knows where the future will lead, but at least there is a door, an endpoint, or rather a milestone, a goal awaiting the Divine Demon Wanderings.

This is at least a good thing.

It prevents the Divine Demon Wanderings from sinking and floating in one mission after another, gradually becoming numb.

One month later, Tang Luo weighed the Profound Transformation in his hand.

Zhu Bajie has already smelted those life-bound items into it.

The Profound Transformation still retains its four forms: umbrella, bow, halberd, and sword; Zhu Bajie did not retain those chaotic and miscellaneous abilities of the life-bound items.

They are meaningless; the Profound Transformation does not need them.

However, one point: Zhu Bajie's guesses and ideas should have already been realized; they only need verification.

"Come on, Master," Zhu Bajie said, his face full of eager enthusiasm, itching to try.

"Are you really going to try it?" Tang Luo said.

Zhu Bajie nodded: "Yes, after all, I now find it difficult to activate the Profound Transformation; I haven't tried it since the reforging."

As for the weight of the Profound Transformation, for now, it's not mentioned—it is heavier than the Golden Cudgel, yet Zhu Bajie can still lift it.

But now, Zhu Bajie can no longer activate the weapon form of the Profound Transformation.

Even though the permission to use the Profound Transformation is open to all master and disciple.

The key is there, but it won't turn—this truly cannot be helped.

Now, only Tang Luo and Sun Wukong can use the Profound Transformation.

Tang Luo took hold of the Profound Transformation and transformed it into the Profound Transformation Sword form.

Zhu Bajie spread his hands.

"Are you sure?" Tang Luo confirmed once more.

Zhu Bajie nodded affirmatively.

Without another word, sword light flashed, and Xuan Bian left a shallow cut on Zhu Bajie's palm.

"Hiss—" Zhu Bajie let out a sharp intake of breath, "It hurts a lot more than I imagined."

"How does it feel?"

"Power is draining away, the speed isn't fast, but this wound is small; once the injury is a bit heavier, if still in combat..." Zhu Bajie said, revealing a smile of a scheme succeeding.

On that shallow wound, a special power from the crystallization stone lingered, continuously weakening him.

After fusing the Life Artifact, Xuan Bian gained an additional special property, a property from the crystallization stone — upon wounding, it has a direct weakening effect on Qi Refiners.

For Qi Refiners, the current Xuan Bian is a weapon "coated with poison."

Xuan Bian took another step forward on the road of "Take Your Life Three Thousand."