Chapter 931: Distinguishing Superiority and Inferiority, Also Life and Death!

Death.

Maitreya's face darkened; he reached out and grabbed, and more than ten thousand-worlds flew from beneath his feet, condensing into a round bead no larger than a marble, which shot toward Tang Luo.

He was not one to hesitate and waver; upon realizing the situation could not be changed, he immediately abandoned the idea of killing Tang Luo "without injury, minimal injury".

He decided to resolve it quickly, for if Zhu Bajie and the others managed to retrieve Sun Wukong, the master and disciple joining forces would turn the situation against him.

A golden glint flashed by, and a thousand-world appeared before Tang Luo, carrying destructive power.

Tang Luo clasped his hands before him, a phantom appeared, enveloping his whole body.

The thousand-world struck the Indestructible Mysterious-metal Form, which could not withstand even two breaths before shattering.

Tang Luo stepped back, thrusting his right hand forward.

A palm-sized great hand seal appeared, colliding with the thousand-world bead.

Both shattered at once; Tang Luo gave a soft grunt, cracks appearing on his bone palm, looking as if they would break any moment.

Moreover, the shattered thousand-worlds released deathly beings that exuded heavy resentment, which combined with blood-slaughter aura, condensing into crimson vengeful spirits that gnawed at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo flicked his sleeve; the brocade monk's robe turned blood-red, and the crimson vengeful spirits surged into it, being directly swallowed.

The brocade monk's robe surged with blood; as a true 'murderous weapon,' its defense was inferior to the glazed pure robe of Sha Wujing, yet such vengeful spirits were merely nourishment for it.

Such an added attack is like using a steamed bun to beat a dog—gone without return.

It is not as damaging as the impact of the thousand-worlds on Tang Luo.

Merely, these blood-red vengeful spirits served only to slightly distract Tang Luo's attention; Maitreya's wide monk's robes fluttered as he flicked his sleeve.

His sleeve transformed into a huge black hole, enveloping Tang Luo.

"Huh?" Tang Luo was instantly sucked into the black hole, vanishing without a trace.

After a few breaths, Maitreya's sleeve expanded; he flicked his hand again, accompanied by a slight tearing sound, and threw Tang Luo out.

The flung Tang Luo had his head engulfed in golden flames, barely suppressing them; his breath was unstable, fluctuating greatly.

He looked at Maitreya and said, "Universe within the sleeve?"

This is the signature divine ability of Zhenyuanzi, the ancestor of earth immortals, yet unexpectedly it was displayed by Maitreya.

It's not that Maitreya couldn't do it; in fact, most powerful beings can achieve a similar sleeve-universe effect to manipulate opponents.

Only being able to so 'easily' subdue Tang Luo would likely be only Zhenyuanzi's sleeve-universe.

However, this sleeve-universe technique still falls a bit short; Zhenyuanzi's sleeve-universe can not only trap foes but also kill them, in classical terms, 'turning them to pus within a moment.'

Yet Maitreya's sleeve-universe cannot kill Tang Luo.

It merely suppresses; this is also one reason why the sleeve-universe stirs Tang Luo's injuries, achieving effect before he quickly breaks free.

If it possessed lethal power, it would inevitably entangle him further, and only then could Tang Luo escape.

Maitreya did not answer Tang Luo's question, but said, "Tang Xuanzang, without those little tricks, is that all you have left?"

He was fully confident that the present Tang Xuanzang's weakness was far from being his match.

"I still have plenty of tricks!" Tang Luo flipped his hand, unleashing a great hand seal toward Maitreya.

Maitreya displayed the Golden Summit Buddha Lamp; this time the divine ability finally exerted its due power.

At the moment he blocked the great hand seal, Buddha fire spread, instantly igniting Tang Luo.

Tang Luo dispersed the great hand seal, clasped his hands before him, and the Indestructible Mysterious-metal Form erupted; a golden phantom drove out the Buddha fire, burning it to ash.

Just as the Indestructible Mysterious-metal Form vanished, Maitreya appeared before Tang Luo, a palm already imprinted on his chest.

Tang Luo had no intention of dodging or defending to lessen the injury; instead, the Mysterious Change appeared in his hand, forming the Mysterious Change Sword, with sword shadows filling the sky and enveloping Maitreya.

Mysterious Change·Thousand Hands cannot be blocked!

Maitreya used the Golden Summit Buddha Lamp again, but this time the indestructible Buddha-light defense shattered, and the sword shadows howled toward him.

Maitreya did not meet it head-on; his form blurred as he retreated.

Blood flowed from the wound, tracing a line; Maitreya reached out, wiped the blood from his face, and said, "So that's it, it's the embodiment of the source."

The somewhat ferocious wound on his face healed in the time it took him to utter those words.

"You don't really think this could have any effect, do you?" Maitreya sneered; to him, the lethal power of Mysterious Change was still far lacking.

Just a minor injury.

"I've discovered that your nonsense truly exceeds my imagination," Tang Luo said.

Maitreya is not one who is stern and unsmiling; his usual image is not only approachable but also a wanderer among mortals. Talking much is normal, yet now Maitreya even seems to use words to vent his feelings.

Recalling his consistent attitude toward Tang Luo—

"Think about it carefully; we actually have no grudge," Tang Luo said, "I really can't find why you've been targeting me."

"A demonic monk of the heavenly devils, everyone should punish him." This was Maitreya's evasive answer.

"Alright." Seeing that Maitreya had no intention to explain, Tang Luo ceased pressing, opened his palm upward, and the miniature illusion of the Daughter Kingdom rotated in his hand.

A merit jade lotus appeared above, consuming the last of his merit power, and showering radiance.

Maitreya did not seize the opportunity to act.

Soon, the last of his merit power was completely exhausted by Tang Luo.

Tang Luo retracted the Buddha kingdom in his palm, yet beside him a tall tree appeared, apparently still the peach tree of the Peach Orchard.

After the peach tree appeared, it quickly withered and weathered.

Inside, the Daughter Kingdom's king awoke, opened her eyes, was protected by Tang Luo, and looked around somewhat dazedly.

"Look at this bald donkey." Tang Luo pressed the Daughter Kingdom king's shoulder, turning her toward Maitreya, "I left back then precisely because of this bald donkey."

In the world there is no perfect law that can satisfy both the Buddha and one's beloved.

Since the Buddha is absent, Tang Luo decided to let Maitreya take the blame.

"..." Maitreya closed his eyes, then reopened them; facing Tang Luo, he truly could not remain indifferent.

Tang Luo's origins, his status, and the Buddha's favoritism—all of it made Maitreya furious.

Great Thunder Sound Temple, such a demon shouldn't exist!

Even the chance to enter the Subduing Demons Pagoda and reform shouldn't be given to him, let alone openly entering and becoming a Buddha of the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

"Good, you go back first." After tossing away the pot, Tang Luo used his Palm Buddha Kingdom to take back the still-dazed King of Women's Country, feeling refreshed.

Mile's role has basically been fulfilled.

This old thing is useless now.

The smile faded from his face, and in the hollow eye sockets, the unstable golden flame instantly spread, sweeping over Tang Luo's whole body, appearing as if he could finally no longer suppress that terrifying injury, which then erupted completely.

Just Mile's expression changed—wrong!

This seems not to be the injury's eruption!

Without a word, Mile struck out; Tang Luo, amidst the flames, took out the Summoning Heart: "It's decided, you—go, Erlang Shen!"

Yang Jian was summoned and stood in front of Tang Luo.

"Yang Jian..." Mile murmured, not ceasing his attack, clashing with Yang Jian.

"Hey, I'm not your bodyguard." Though he said that, Yang Jian stubbornly resisted Mile's attack, retreating only a single step.

He absorbed all of Mile's attack power, not letting Mile affect Tang Luo behind him.

In the nearby myriad worlds, one world broke free, flew into Mile's hand, was controlled and crushed by him, then flung away.

Two figures appeared out of thin air.

One of them flicked his sleeve, the Universe in the Sleeve sweeping toward Yang Jian; though it didn't drag the wary him into the sleeve, it also made Yang Jian's stance unsteady, distancing him from Tang Luo.

"Zhenyuanzi, Bodhisattva Puxian—wrong, they've actually been turned into puppets!" On Yang Jian's eternally icy expression, a slight ripple appeared.

The last of the Five Great Bodhisattvas, Bodhisattva Puxian "manifested," and the reason Mile would use a single move of the Universe in the Sleeve also surfaced.

Whether it's Puxian or Zhenyuanzi, as long as they don't advance further, either one definitely isn't a match for Yang Jian, let alone having become puppets.

But the two puppets joining forces, without regard for any loss, could still hold off Yang Jian for a moment.

Yang Jian was forced into battle with the puppets.

Between Tang Luo and Mile there was no longer any obstruction.

Mile appeared before Tang Luo, threw a punch, the fist's Buddha-light shining boundlessly, shooting out from the gaps, dazzling beyond compare.

Buddha's Light Illuminates All!

The dazzling Buddha-light engulfed Tang Luo, who was amidst the golden flames, together with Mile.

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye opened, looking that way, about to unleash a killing move, but his action halted at that moment.

"I think you don't want to miss this battle." Tang Luo's "voice" came from the dazzling radiance.

The radiance faded.

Mile maintained his punching posture, stopped before Tang Luo.

Before the fist, the Glazed Bone Palm opened, blocking the surging force; the Buddha-light completely condensed on the fist yet could not advance an inch.

Mile abruptly withdrew his fist and retreated.

Tang Luo did not pursue, his body slightly floating, the golden flames gradually extinguishing.

The white hair, from the roots, like white paper stained with ink, all the way to the tips, fully returned to black.

The icy crust around the eye sockets had long vanished; the hollow eye sockets returned to normal, merely the pupils showing the deepest black, like a deep spring, captivating the soul.

The variegated kasaya on his body, starting from the collar, the blood color began to fade, the kasaya turned white, not pure white but a moonlight-like pure white.

The faded blood color formed faint patterns, leaving a faint blood-glow on Tang Luo's already-recovered hands.

No violent aura, no splendid radiance.

Injury healed, full power restored!

At this moment, the fully restored Tang Luo looked like an ordinary, unremarkable person.

The retreating Mile's expression turned solemn; he instantly deployed the Golden Summit Buddha Lamp, this time the Buddha-light not enveloping his whole body but merely lingering on the left side.

As the Buddha-light formed a curtain, Tang Luo also appeared on Mile's left side, seeming as if they were about to cross paths.

In the act of crossing, he raised his right hand and slapped to the side.

The palm landed on the Buddha-light, the Golden Summit Buddha Lamp instantly shattered, the non-detached Great Hand Seal clashing with Mile's Buddha-light-illuminating fist.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones twisting and breaking echoed in this chaotic void, Mile retreated again.

Tang Luo clenched his right fist, the Buddha's Lotus Fire extinguished at his fingertips, not even a trace of scorching could be left.

"You, you could have recovered long ago?!" Mile stared fixedly at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo gave no answer, pointed far at Mile, Life and Death Buddha Kingdom!

Invisible force like a chain bound the two, unable to break free or be severed.

Today, we shall distinguish superiority and also life and death!