Chapter 901: What's the Problem with the Title 'Victorious Fighting Buddha'?

Master, if we follow the mission's requirements, can we walk around in the Chaotic Void?

Ao Yulie casually glanced around the empty surroundings and said.

The Great Qin Empire and the Holy Alliance are both major powers that span worlds; their disputes certainly aren't limited to a single world.

If one wants to stop it, one would probably have to cross worlds; besides Tang Luo, no one else could manage that.

Moreover, Tang Luo is the type who can only wander recklessly in the Chaotic Void by relying on his own strength; whether he can go from one world to another is entirely up to luck.

"Probably not." Zhu Bajie stroked his chin and analyzed, "I think these two powers will definitely build a passage or gate that lets others travel safely back and forth."

What qualifies as a cross-world power? Without this ability, what worlds are they crossing?

"Really troublesome." Ao Yulie shook his head, suddenly realizing a serious problem.

Although he runs fast, he can't escape a single world; encountering a big shot capable of destroying an entire world would be like being trapped to death. Running out would be seeking death.

Just a different way to die.

What should we do?

The Great Qin Empire and the Holy Alliance are powers founded by transcendents; so, could we obtain from them the "technology" for safe world-crossing, or reusable equipment?

Just like the Summoning Heart.

The Summoning Heart is for others' use; these two major powers surely have something for their own use.

Ao Yulie put forward his idea.

Tang Luo and Zhu Bajie nodded, taking this mission as an opportunity to look around and make some connections.

We hadn't considered this problem before, but it wasn't exactly negligence.

After becoming transcendents, Ao Yulie and Zhu Bajie naturally have the ability to cross worlds safely. Before that, most of the time Tang Luo stayed with them, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Right, keep the Violent Rain Pear Blossom Blade safe." Zhu Bajie looked at Ao Yulie and said.

"Don't worry." Ao Yulie gave a thumbs-up, "But why don't you use it, Second Senior Brother?"

"I have the Nine-Tooth Rake."

Zhu Bajie said.

The so-called Violent Rain Pear Blossom Blade is actually a one-time magical treasure refined by Zhu Bajie, made from fragments of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger.

After retrieving the fragments of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger for study, Zhu Bajie found that the power on the fragments was fading; he discussed it with Tang Luo, sealed the power into a one-time magical treasure, and gave it to Ao Yulie.

The Gusting White Dragon Staff that Ao Yulie currently uses is just a toy.

"First, let's figure out what place this is." Tang Luo said.

Several people flew up, including the Howling Heaven Dog, and scattered in all directions.

After about ten minutes, they figured out the basic situation of this world.

This is a world that has not developed any civilization.

It has some primitive tribes.

Many places are barren land, with few mountains and rivers, and more plains.

"This wouldn't be a battlefield, would it?" Ao Yulie said amidst the gray mist.

A world without much civilization is indeed quite suitable for use as a battlefield.

"But I don't see any value worth fighting over in this world..." Zhu Bajie said; Ao Yulie's judgment has some merit.

However, at first glance, this world also lacks any special resources.

It's just some strange creatures.

Moreover, given the constant shifts of the Chaotic Void, theoretically there should be no strategic battlegrounds.

The formation of a battlefield is almost always due to that place having sufficient value, whether resources or a strategic location.

Taking the real world as an example, when two countries go to war, they certainly wouldn't fight in Antarctica; instead, they focus on annexing, occupying, or destroying the enemy's territory.

"Could it be that this is what a world looks like after being destroyed?" Ao Yulie thought.

Whether the Great Qin Empire or the Holy Alliance, according to that wraith's words, both are quite powerful forces.

Furthermore, they surpass the Scorching Council by a margin; with their strength, they can easily reduce a world to a barren primitive society.

"Actually, some places do show signs of external destruction, but not many." Zhu Bajie said.

"No need to overthink it; since the God-Demon Game placed us here, it proves this is likely part of a 'battlefield.'" Tang Luo, as always simple-minded, said, "Anyway, the world's spiritual energy is fairly abundant; we'll just wait—sooner or later we'll run into one of the sides."

That's just waiting by the stump for a rabbit.

Tang Luo and the others found a high mountain and released the Cursed House at its summit.

It's high-end camping; no need for tents or carving out a cave to live in.

"Master, how's your recovery going?" Ao Yulie asked amid the cold, biting wind on the mountaintop.

He discovered that over the past year or more, Tang Luo has basically stopped growing; his appearance lies between youth and adolescence.

Judging by appearance alone, one could say he's seventeen or eighteen, or in his twenties.

"Soon." Tang Luo said.

"Is the merit power enough?" Ao Yulie asked.

"If we rely solely on the Merit Jade Lotus to recover, we're still a bit short." Tang Luo looked at the sky, "No rush."

"Oh." Ao Yulie understood; it seemed the master wanted him to take that final step himself.

"Looks like they're here."

Zhu Bajie walked out of the Cursed House and spoke.

As he spoke, a bright light suddenly appeared in the western sky, and immediately formed a huge seven-colored beam of light.

The seven-colored light beam was not straight; it curved downward from the sky, its end connecting to the earth.

It looked like half a rainbow bridge.

"What is this, a rainbow bridge?" Ao Yulie looked at the seven-colored light beam bridge and said, "Is this their method for safely traveling between worlds?"

"Let's take a look first." Zhu Bajie was very steady.

Faintly visible, within the rainbow bridge were points of light like a meteor shower, flashing past and landing; each was a towering giant nearly a hundred meters tall, stepping out of the light beams.

These giants wore all-black armor, even their helmets were fully sealed, and in their hands they held a staff thick at one end and thin at the other, resembling a spiked club but without the spikes.

On their backs they carried javelins that were much taller than themselves.

In contrast to the rough stone staff in their hands, these javelins looked extremely refined, polished to perfection.

"Boom!"

With a tremendous roar, the earth shook, and someone fell before those giants.

A person of about two meters tall, compared to those nearly-hundred-meter giants, was utterly tiny.

But his aura completely overwhelmed those giants.

It startled a multitude of birds and beasts, driving them away from this place of right and wrong.

In the distance, the primitive tribe, whose members could tear apart tigers and leopards with their hands, all knelt and shouted a sound like "Suha Suha".

Put simply, it means an extremely high mountain whose peak cannot be seen.

More precisely, it likely refers to the tall mountain beneath Tang Luo and company's feet.

By extension, it describes certain existences as lofty as a mountain, revering their strength.

"They must be from the Holy Alliance," Ao Yulie said.

The man who appeared had a head of brilliant golden hair, extraordinarily handsome, clad in golden armor as radiant as the sun on the horizon.

On his back he bore a sword and a triangular shield.

Both the sword hilt and shield were golden, his whole body gleaming gold.

"Let's call this guy 'Jinshanshan'," Ao Yulie instantly gave him a name.

Behind "Jinshanshan", giant after giant appeared, forming a formation.

They did not stop until a thousand had gathered; the rainbow bridge then slowly faded, but did not vanish completely, leaving only an illusion.

"Anchor Point World belongs to the Holy Alliance!"

Jinshanshan drew the common sword from his back, aimed at the highest peak of this world, and shouted.

In the 100 by 10 formation behind them, the front rank of a hundred giants simultaneously lowered the javelins on their backs and hurled them at the mountain.

At terrifying speed, friction with the air turned all the javelins glowing red.

Besides their fearsome force, they also carried scorching heat.

"Going straight to the attack, how brutal," Ao Yulie said.

They could clearly see every move of the Holy Alliance here, and that Jinshanshan fellow could most likely see Tang Luo and company on the mountain peak.

Without a word, they went straight to the attack.

Ao Yulie had originally expected him to say something crude and chuunibyou-ish.

I didn't expect it to be so direct; it didn't match the flashy golden attire.

"Amitabha."

Tang Luo pressed his palms together and uttered a Buddhist chant, making no other movement.

The javelins raining down from the sky fell like broken-winged birds, plunging into the mountain range.

A hundred javelins over a hundred meters long stood like a forest, a spectacular sight.

"Huh?"

A man clad in gold but not Jinshanshan reached out to stop the second rank of giants from launching another volley.

He leapt into the air, flying toward this side faster than the javelins.

After stopping about ten meters from Tang Luo and company, the man returned his sharp sword to his back, slipping it between his back and shield, his attitude wary but not openly hostile: "May I ask, Master, where do you hail from?"

"I am a monk from the Great Thunder Sound Temple," Tang Luo said with a smile.

"The Great Thunder Sound Temple?" the man's pupils contracted slightly.

Given the occasion and this strength, the Great Thunder Sound Temple spoken of can only be the one on Mount Sumeru!

How could monks from that place come here?

"Then, I am the Fighting Victory Buddha of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, dharma name Xuanzang; I don't know your honored name." Actually, the troops had just passed; now we can perform a salute.

"... So you are the Holy Buddha; I am Badeer below." The golden-haired man bowed respectfully, appearing very reverent.

The Great Thunder Sound Temple has many Buddhas, some strong, some weak, but in any case, "Buddha" is its highest title.

Many who know of the Great Thunder Sound Temple's existence call the Buddha "Holy Buddha" and the bodhisattva "Great Scholar".

"Grand Master" and "Holy Monk" are also respectful titles; anyway, seeing an impressive monk, addressing him this way will never be wrong.

From "Grand Master" to "Holy Buddha", and with a bow, it shows the power of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and also shows that this man, who shares his name with the Norse god of light, knows the times.

"Looks like maybe we won't have to fight this time?" Ao Yulie thought to himself.

"Over there," after Badeer finished his salute and straightened up, just at that moment.

Blinding golden light covered everything before him; Ao Yulie shielded his eyes and turned away, and in an instant he could see nothing, his eyes still a little sore.

Normally, in such a situation, one would certainly flee.

But Ao Yulie didn't budge an inch.

Because he was standing right beside his master.

Sure enough, after Ao Yulie opened his eyes and blinked twice, he saw Badeer's legs suspended in the air, trembling slightly.

The sword in his hand, emitting a faint light, shattered into fragments that fell to the ground.

Tang Luo seized his throat with one hand, lifted him into the air, and asked: "Fighting Victory Buddha, what's wrong with that title?"