Chapter 932: Final Chapter Step Aside, Let Me Come!

Final Chapter Step Aside, Let Me Come!

The three thousand worlds flew up, spinning around Mile, and part of them gathered together.

Mile struck out with a palm, and a huge palm shadow lunged at Tang Luo.

At the same time, the gathered three thousand worlds also turned into three giant palms, each blasting toward Tang Luo from three directions.

Tang Luo completely ignored these attacks and rushed straight toward Mile.

At the moment of impact, he fiercely waved his hand, surging power bursting forth, tearing apart the palms before him and around him.

"Boundless Sea of Suffering!"

The great Buddha's voice rang out at this moment; the torn palm shadows did not vanish, but instead turned into a golden ocean that filled Tang Luo's surroundings.

Vortices and waves surged, as if a heavenly disaster had descended.

Yet Tang Luo completely ignored everything around him; the sea of suffering parted before him as he rode the wind and broke through the waves.

Mile clasped his hands together; within the sea of suffering, countless beings and thousands of golden-bodied arhats formed the foundation of the sea of suffering, roaring and wailing.

The golden-bodied arhats stretched out endless hands, reaching for Tang Luo to drag him down and drown him in this boundless sea of suffering.

Tang Luo stepped down, and the sea of suffering trembled and shattered, turning from a single golden wave into countless droplets, even mist.

The arms beneath his feet and the arhats' bodies turned into a cloud of dust, vanishing without a trace.

The sea of suffering could not stop him in the slightest; Tang Luo had already arrived before Mile and threw a punch.

Mile responded solemnly, forming a precept blade from part of the three thousand worlds in his hand and swinging it at Tang Luo's fist.

The precept blade brought forth joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, separation and reunion, the eight sufferings of life—birth, aging, sickness, death, worry, grief, hatred, parting from love, and unfulfilled desires.

All worldly phenomena, a single blade of mundane dust!

Mundane dust of the human world enveloped Tang Luo, yet was split open by Mile's blade as he swung it down.

"Severing Mundane World!"

If one were not lost in the mundane world, they would also be split in two by this blade, one blade cutting twice!

But this blade is aimed at Tang Luo.

Fully recovered Tang Luo!

The precept blade's edge was not sharp as it collided with the fist; Tang Luo's mouth curled with a hint of cold, fierce delight, his fist power surging.

The mundane-dust precept blade shattered in an instant, the human world destroyed, neither joy nor sorrow!

The fist struck the Golden Summit Buddha Lamp; Buddha flames burned Tang Luo's fist, yet could not stop the fist from advancing.

Mile's left shoulder was struck by Tang Luo's fist, his body flying up and spinning like a top.

At the moment of his rotation, his left arm lashed out, swinging toward Tang Luo.

The surrounding golden mist instantly condensed onto Mile's left arm.

"Boundless Sea of Suffering, Turning Back Is Shore!"

Facing this almost seamless attack, even using the rebound of his own offense, Tang Luo's Mysterious Transformation appeared in his hand, turning into a sword!

A mysterious golden sword shadow flashed, and Mile's entire left arm flew off.

Accompanied by a painful groan, Mile's body violently retreated; the three thousand worlds stirred again, forming threefold gates before him to block Tang Luo, creating distance and hindering his advance.

The situation had completely reversed.

The recovered Tang Luo completely suppressed Mile—no, even just now Mile had not managed to suppress Tang Luo in this way.

Tang Luo raised the Mysterious Transformation, changing from sword to halberd, and blasted a halberd strike at the threefold gates before him.

The threefold gates shattered in response.

Behind the gate, Mile sat cross-legged, his figure hazy; behind him stood a great bodhi tree, before him bloomed a lotus.

At the severed arm, golden light surged, in the process of recovering.

Tang Luo, without a word, swung the halberd forward; yet the Mysterious Transformation Halberd struck empty, sweeping past Mile's body and sending out ripples.

One flower, one world; one tree, one bodhi.

Mustard Seed Sumeru—I am here, yet also not here.

Tang Luo narrowed his eyes, his body soaring, aiming down at Mile, and thrust the Mysterious Transformation Halberd.

"A Thousand Hands Cannot Defend!"

Millions of attacks completely enveloped this area, leaving not the slightest gap, surging power filling every inch of space.

The flowers and trees shattered, and Mile revealed his true form.

Mustard Seed Sumeru—he can almost be said to exist between being and non-being.

Yet Tang Luo's attack follows no reason, encompassing everything and destroying it.

The severed arm had not healed; another wound appeared on his chest, and golden‑red divine‑Buddha blood flowed out, drifting in the void.

Behind Mile, the Great Thunder Sound Temple appeared, infinite Buddha light and Buddha sound filling the surrounding void.

"Come to think of it, just now I seemed not to have seen the Great Thunder Sound Temple's appearance; it must be the Three Thousand and One World," Tang Luo thought to himself.

Buddha light surged; the Great Thunder Sound Temple became illusory, encircling Mile and gradually merging into him.

A golden Mile Buddha appeared, surrounded by arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas paying homage to him.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage!"

Mile's figure vanished, completely transforming into a golden Buddha, whose palms struck toward Tang Luo.

Tang Luo's Mysterious Transformation shifted, turning from the halberd back into its most primal form.

His right hand took on a finger‑sword state; the Mysterious Transformation was held in his hand, its tip extending with the finger, level with the fingertip.

With the Mysterious Transformation, he pointed out the Rebirth Transmutation Finger!

The golden Buddha's palms came together, drawing upon the power of countless Buddhas behind him as they surged forward!

The Mysterious Transformation‑Rebirth Transmutation Finger was pointed out, colliding with the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage.

Golden Buddha's double palms shattered, the myriad Buddha sounds behind it ceased abruptly, and its form began to fade.

A painful howl came.

Golden Buddha shattered into countless fragments, crushed into powder, and vanished within the Chaotic Void.

Mile appeared, his monk's robe torn to shreds, almost like a fishing net hung on his body.

A faintly golden-light-emitting body, covered in fine cracks, like shattered porcelain, broken into countless pieces and forcibly sewn together.

The other arm also shattered, crimson-red blood continuously flowing out.

Almost within the Chaotic Void, a torrential river flowed out.

On Mile's slightly plump face, pain and anger already filled it; he opened his eyes, his black pupils spreading.

"Jin Chanzi! Tang Xuanzang!"

A beast-like howl squeezed from his teeth gaps, Mile's eyes completely turned into black vortices.

A gloomy, icy, mad, violent aura surged from him.

The flowing blood seemed to become living things, writhing, like madly dancing poisonous snakes, worms, tentacles.

"He's gone demon." In contrast, Tang Luo was very calm.

The blood-colored river completely swept the remaining Three Thousand Worlds into it, surging into Mile's body.

His arms regrew, but not normal arms, rather a pair of fragmented, barely intact crimson flesh beast claws.

Sharp nails protruded, like curved blades.

His feet were also replaced by many octopus-like legs, also like snake tails.

"It actually grew like this!"

Yang Jian turned his head, seeing a flash of Xuanjin Light on the left, Sun Wukong and the others returned.

Sun Wukong stood on the carriage roof, looking at the demonized Mile, shouting loudly, a look of surprise.

Yang Jian couldn't be bothered with him, turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

Sun Wukong noticed the puppet wreckage beside Yang Jian: "This is..."

"Puxian, Zhenyuanzi." Yang Jian spoke briefly.

"Hah, I, Old Sun, knew this bald donkey wasn't anything good!" Sun Wukong said, "Too bad he's my master's, no chance to give him a staff!"

The fully demonized Mile raged, like a mad beast.

Tang Luo, on the other hand, did not attack immediately; instead, he stood still, extending his hand to draw talismans.

Blood Talisman·Swift Wind, perfected!

Blood Talisman·Invisibility, perfected! Healing, perfected! Substitute Death, perfected! Flight, perfected!

Five skills originally at level three, as Tang Luo unleashed them this time, all perfected, regardless of usefulness in the battle before him, these talismans and the drawn Blood Talisman·Iron Armor were all unleashed by Tang Luo in one go.

His figure disappeared, then reappeared.

Next, Tang Luo grasped Mysterious Transformation with both hands, spreading them apart, dual-wield, perfected!

Mysterious Transformation split into two, then into four.

Transformed into Mysterious Transformation Cannon, hovering left and right of Tang Luo, transformed into Mysterious Transformation Halberd, held in his left hand, rested on his shoulder.

Transformed into Mysterious Transformation Sword, gripped in his right hand, pointing at Mile.

And Mysterious Transformation Umbrella, gathered, then differentiated, actively entering the Mysterious Transformation Cannon to serve as "shell".

"This is the legendary Life-Taking Three Thousand!" Zhu Bajie clapped his hands, excitedly said.

"..." Yang Jian was speechless, this magic treasure had no "technical content", only strength, only suitable for Tang Xuanzang this brute.

"Only I am supreme!"

Beast roars, human speech, growls, whispers, Mile's mouth emitted strange sounds.

Beast claws clasped before him, Buddha light flashed, transformed into raging demonic flames, forming a non-human, non-beast, non-god, non-immortal Buddha-demon, charging toward Tang Luo.

Tang Luo also actively went toward Mile.

Death Light·Torrent!

Mysterious Transformation·Thousand Hands Cannot Defend·Ten Thousand Soldiers Tomb!

Liuli Nirvana Great Hand Seal!

Rebirth Salvation Finger!

Terrifying power collided, everything vanished, even Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, the Chaotic Void before their eyes disappeared, unable to see anything.

Had to retreat with the Galloping Path, to prevent the aftershocks from affecting them.

After a moment, everything returned to calm.

Tang Luo stood in the Chaotic Void, black long hair, white robes fluttering, the Mysterious Transformation weapons nearby recondensed into a single Mysterious Transformation, which he grasped in his hand.

He had not a single injury, even the white brocade kasaya remained undamaged.

"Mile, is he completely turned to ashes?" Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes Golden Pupils blinked, searching for Mile's figure.

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye on his forehead opened, likewise searching for Mile's traces.

He felt Mile might not be dead. Sure enough, Yang Jian soon found an extremely faint trace; even with his Heavenly Eye tracking, after pursuing a certain distance, the trail completely broke.

"Mile seems to have escaped—" Yang Jian spoke.

"No." Sun Wukong said, "My master still has the Life and Death Buddha Realm move; you die, I live, no one can escape."

"How is the Buddha Realm used like this?"

Yang Jian was speechless, only seeing Tang Luo raise a hand, grasp the void.

A streak of flowing light instantly arrived, falling into his palm.

That was a damaged skull, beneath it, twitching, dancing black twisted flesh buds.

The skull Tang Luo held in his hand faintly showed Mile's likeness.

"I've said it before: once the ranking is decided, life and death are decided too." Tang Luo looked at Maitreya and said.

"Hahaha!" Mile laughed maniacally, "You demon, even if I die at your hands today, you'll never have a good end!"

"Demon? Look at your appearance—who is the real demon?"

"Ridiculous!" Mile sneered, "You are nothing but the incarnation of Golden Cicada's heart-demon, a born demon—you don't even qualify to enter my Great Thunder Sound Temple's Subduing Demons Pagoda!"

"Oh?" Tang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seemed that, to strike Tang Luo one last time before death, Mile blurted out the words he had been unwilling to say earlier.

Sun Wukong and the others gathered around; they were also somewhat curious about Tang Luo's origins.

You should know that the pilgrim Tang Seng's other important identity is that he was formerly a disciple of the Tathagata, a reincarnation of Golden Cicada.

But Tang Luo came from the modern world and has no connection to Golden Cicada.

This is also why Tang Luo feels that the Tathagata always wants to harm him.

Now, Mile finally spoke the truth.

Tang Luo is the incarnation of Golden Cicada's heart-demon; according to his account, the Mountain Sea Realm is a gigantic cage for a powerhouse of the Tathagata's level.

The Tathagata's second disciple, Golden Cicada, although his cultivation was inferior to the Tathagata's, harbored a deep obsession, yearning for great freedom, unwilling to remain trapped in the Mountain Sea Realm; for this, he spared no expense, ascending to the Nine Heavens and plunging into the depths of the Boundless Sea.

He simply wanted to see what lay beyond the Mountain Sea Realm.

"To hear the Dao in the morning is to die content in the evening," but such an act is practically equivalent to falling into the demonic path.

Surprisingly, Golden Cicada seems to have succeeded; after disappearing for a long time, one day a fragment of his obsession suddenly returned.

All that has passed has vanished like smoke and clouds; that returning thought is no longer Golden Cicada, but its appearance seems to signify that it brings information from beyond the Mountain Sea Realm.

Yet this obsession is also a demonic thought; Mile believes that when a demonic thought is reborn as a person, it will inevitably become a cataclysmic demon, bringing endless calamity.

Tang Luo is a heavenly demon; his very existence is innate original sin.

Each time Mile sees him, he feels a bit more disgust.

The bloody slaughter Tang Luo unleashed in the later Journey to the West also proves this point—this wretch is a lawless, unbound, great free heavenly demon!

The greatest enemy of Buddhist practitioners; if not eradicated, he will plunge the world into great chaos.

But the Tathagata does not think so; moreover, the Supreme takes great interest in the world beyond the Mountain Sea Realm and does not mind letting Tang Luo grow up, so they can later chat about the outside world.

Then Mile can only shut his mouth; at most he can call that reborn demonic thought a "demon monk" to vent his frustration.

Now everyone understands.

Golden Cicada's final obsession did not go to beyond the Mountain Sea Realm but to the future, and then returned from the future to the Mountain Sea Realm; of course, in a certain sense it can still be considered as beyond the Mountain Sea Realm.

Precisely because of this special identity, even though Tang Luo actually has no relation to Golden Cicada anymore, the Tathagata still regards Tang Luo as a disciple.

Just like the artifact spirit Sha Wujing, to Tang Luo and the others he is essentially the original Sha Wujing, or rather a continuation of the former Sha Wujing's legacy.

Later the Mountain Sea Realm shattered, the seas turned to fields, and clouds and winds shifted unpredictably.

Tang Luo again entered Mile's Dharma Eye; this time, the vanished Tathagata could not stop him from exterminating demons!

Then, then Mile was counter-exterminated by Tang Luo.

"Is that so?"

No one overreacted; everyone remained calm, saying things like "Turns out you're not him."

Tang Luo is Tang Luo, Tang Xuanzang, and the master of Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Ao Yulie.

The Mountain Sea Realm's greatest literary figure, Yang Jian, chased his idol for 108,000 li.

He is him!

"What about the Tathagata? Tathagata, Supreme—where are they now?" Tang Luo asked.

Mile opened his mouth, but no sound came out; his single eye went completely dim, and in Tang Luo's hand he turned utterly to ash.

His attempts to sway Tang Luo's heart had no effect; his final breath dissipated completely.

"Master, they must have created a demon-god game, right?" Ao Yulie guessed.

"Hmm..." Tang Luo pondered, then suddenly looked toward the other side, "You should know, right? Patriarch Bodhi."

"I've just arrived and already been discovered?" A figure appeared, walking through the void.

"Master—uh, master!" Sun Wukong leapt from the carriage, jumped to Patriarch Bodhi's face, and was about to kneel.

"Go, go, I've told you before you're not my disciple." Patriarch Bodhi waved his hand dismissively and sidestepped Sun Wukong.

Leaving him there scratching his ear and cheek.

"Master, my golden cudgel was strengthened by you, right?" After scratching a few times, Sun Wukong said.

"Just passing by, I lent a hand." Patriarch Bodhi explained, looking at Tang Luo, "Entrusted by someone, come, let's exchange a palm."

"Tathagata Divine Palm?" Tang Luo asked.

Patriarch Bodhi nodded.

Tang Luo raised his hand and unleashed a Tathagata Divine Palm at him; Patriarch Bodhi pointed, and the golden light of the Tathagata Divine Palm scattered, forming a silhouette of the Tathagata.

"Amitabha."

In just four characters, a flood of information poured into Tang Luo's mind, and the illusion dissipated.

"Enough." Patriarch Bodhi said, "Senior brother, don't bother me anymore… forget it, you can't hear me anyway, so even if you wanted to bother me later, you couldn't."

"Master, senior brother?" Sun Wukong widened his eyes.

Others also looked at Patriarch Bodhi—this is big news.

Including Yang Jian, who considers himself part of the Non-listening Faction, he couldn't help but be curious.

"The fact that I and the Tathagata are actually senior brothers—didn't I tell you guys?" Facing the crowd's doubtful gazes, Patriarch Bodhi said.

Sun Wukong nodded: "Never."

"Since I haven't said it, that proves I don't want to say it." Patriarch Bodhi smirked triumphantly, vanished instantly, and ran off faster than anyone.

"Hey! Master!" Sun Wukong failed to grab him, allowing him to escape successfully.

"Master, what did the Buddha say?" Zhu Bajie asked.

Tang Luo stroked his chin: "Let me sort this out a bit. The situation is like this: the Shanhai Realm shattered; actually it was the result of a collision with another great world. That world seems to be one where almost all living beings have perished."

After that, from their collision, the Source arose.

The God-Demon Game is indeed the embodiment of the Source, but initially the Source's aggregated product was not a good thing for the myriad worlds' beings. The Source would completely devour everything that remained, especially those tainted by its aura. The Tathagata, the Supreme Elder, and Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha struggled with it, constantly suppressing and altering it, gradually turning it into the later God-Demon Game.

Now, their work is complete.

"So, have they completely mastered the God-Demon Game?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"No." Tang Luo shook his head. "Quite the opposite. They will no longer intervene in it, nor will they have any influence. Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha has entered nirvana, the Supreme Elder Lord and the Three Pure Ones have fully merged, and together with the God-Demon Game they have become a rule, the Heavenly Dao.

"What about the Tathagata then..."

"After the Tathagata opened the Abyss of Depravity, he truly entered the cycle of life and death; perhaps we will see him again in the future, perhaps never." Tang Luo said.

There are still some minor matters left unsaid.

For example, the Tathagata said that Maitreya clings to the foolishness of worldly people, needing his guidance to save them; demonic thoughts are growing, and perhaps in the future it will become a situation where those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish.

If the opportunity arises, let Tang Luo give him a stern warning to awaken him.

Such matters that Tang Luo has completed beyond expectation need not be elaborated.

Moreover, Maitreya, the Jade Emperor, and others had long been in contact with the embodiment of the Source and such; all sorts of trivial matters.

I've explained a great deal, and there are still some rambling bits.

"Master, are we no longer God-Demon wanderers now?" Ao Yulie asked, as if he could finally just laze around!

"No, still." Tang Luo said. "This mission is completed. After about ten more missions, we will become Transcendent Ones. However, it is no longer compulsory; the God-Demon Game has become a path, and whether to continue onward is up to oneself.

The Supreme Elder follows nature's course, and the Tathagata points the way.

They do not decide the future path for others.

If they had such thoughts, then at this moment the God-Demon Game would become a true God-Demon Game.

"Then we can rest now." Ao Yulie lay down on the cart; although he wasn't on the market, he was mentally exhausted.

Having been caught by Guanyin until now, the pressure is immense.

But he now knows that this is a scheme Guanyin set up together with Tang Luo, using her life as the price to free herself from Maitreya's control.

Tang Luo can fully recover, thanks in part to Guanyin's contribution.

For the final thirty percent of his injury's recovery, Guanyin's power also accounted for one tenth. Those flames were not really harming Tang Luo.

"Hmm, go play by yourselves." Tang Luo said.

"And you, Master?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"Me? I'll first go find Bodhi to fight, and that bout with Maitreya wasn't satisfying enough." Tang Luo said. "I hadn't even exerted myself, and he already went down.

"..." Several people silently mourned Bodhi for half a second in their hearts.

Who asked you to suddenly appear at the end? No wonder you ran faster than anyone.

"Then, the world is so big; we want to go see it, and later we'll come back to find you." Tang Luo said with a smile.

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie exchanged a glance. This 'we'? Master, you actually repaired the blown-up cart! No wonder you're our master! Awesome!

Well then...

"Wait!" Yang Jian said with a cold face. "You don't think that just letting me watch a fight means it's over, do you?

"Yes, Master, I didn't even manage to swing a staff, not a single blow!" Sun Wukong also said he hadn't fought properly.

Oh?

Tang Luo laughed, clenching his fist before his eyes. Since you have this need, Bajie, Sha Wujing, Little White Dragon, and the dog step back; let me, as your teacher, tell you what it means to 'come up and take a beating'!