507: Monkey King VS Six-Eared Macaque

"Good," No Heaven nodded. "Then go. Do not diminish the prestige of our Spirit Mountain."

"This subordinate obeys!" Six-Eared Macaque took a deep breath, turned, and strode with swift, long steps toward the outside of the hall.

Black Robe, behind him, silently mouthed with his lips: "Don't die out there!"

The air above Spirit Mountain was already a scene of utter devastation.

The Monkey King had smashed his way up from the foot of the mountain!

His golden-hooped rod whirled like a windmill. He broke through every formation he encountered, smashed every demon in his path. Wherever he passed, devil soldiers and demon generals were sent flying like rolling gourds. Truly, to be touched was to be injured, to be struck was to perish.

That ferocious, peerless Aura was enough to chill the hearts of all demons and monsters.

"Charcoal-head! Turtle hiding in its shell! If you don't come out, Old Sun will tear down this broken hall of yours!"

The Monkey King hovered in mid-air, his Fiery Eyes of Truth blazing, his golden-hooped rod pointed into the distance toward the Mahavira Hall. His voice rumbled like thunder.

"Monkey King! Cease your arrogance!" A cold shout rang out. The Black Lotus Holy Emissary transformed into a black streak of light and shot over, coming to a stop facing the Monkey King from a distance.

He was still shrouded in a black robe, his face concealed by a mask. In his hand, he held that darkly gleaming iron rod. Sinister Devilish Qi surrounded him, his presence cold and powerful.

"So you're that so-called Black Lotus Holy Emissary?"

The Monkey King scratched his cheek, looking him up and down, his gaze growing increasingly hostile. "Hiding your head and concealing your tail—no good comes of that! You've got quite the mouth on you, daring to compare Old Sun to that little girl, saying I'd need another five hundred years of cultivation to withstand three of your Moves."

Six-Eared Macaque's heart sank. So it was because of this!

He forced himself to remain calm and snorted coldly. "So what if I did? Did this lord speak wrongly?

Your great havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then was only possible because the celestial gods went easy on you. Do you truly think you were invincible under heaven?

What difference is there between you and that Fairy Biyou?"

These words, left unsaid, would have been better. Once spoken, they only added fuel to the fire!

"Bullshit!" The Monkey King flew into a rage, all his monkey hair standing on end. "Old Sun's skills were forged through real, hard-fought battles! Who are you, a rat hiding its head and tail, to judge? Take this!"

Before his words had even faded, the Monkey King's figure flickered and vanished from his original spot!

"Take a blow from Old Sun!"

The sound hadn't even arrived, but the rod was already upon his head!

The golden-hooped rod transformed into a gigantic, mountain-like shadow of a staff. Carrying the sound of wind and thunder, it smashed down toward the Black Lotus Holy Emissary's head without any fancy tricks!

This blow, fueled by fury, was mighty and heavy, containing not a hint of probing!

Six-Eared Macaque's pupils contracted sharply. This monkey seemed even more ferocious than before!

He didn't dare be negligent. His iron rod swiftly rose to meet the blow, pouring all his demonic power into it. The rod's body glowed with intense dark light!

*CLANG——!!!*

An ear-splitting metallic clang resounded through the heavens!

The shockwave from the collision spread out in a ring, sweeping away all clouds within several hundred zhang below. The roof tiles on several nearby side halls were sent flying with a loud clatter!

Six-Eared Macaque felt a violent tremor in both arms. The force transmitted through the iron rod was simply irresistible, shaking his Qi and blood into turmoil, a sweet taste rising in his throat!

His feet involuntarily slid back several dozen zhang through the air, plowing a wake through the Qi!

"Such immense strength! So heavy!" Six-Eared Macaque was inwardly horrified. This monkey's strength seemed to have grown much greater than in years past!

"With just this bit of skill, you dare to spout such arrogance?"

The Monkey King, seizing the advantage, pressed on relentlessly. His figure followed like lightning, his golden-hooped rod dancing—chopping, sweeping, smashing, thrusting. His Moves were grand and sweeping,

yet as fast as lightning. Each blow carried the weight of a thousand jun, brimming with a fierce, unstoppable Aura, completely enveloping Six-Eared Macaque!

Six-Eared Macaque struggled to defend, wielding his iron rod so densely that not even a drop of water could pass through. He pushed his Devilish Qi to the limit, his body dodging and weaving through the air, occasionally counterattacking once or twice.

The two transformed into one golden and one black stream of light, clashing fiercely in the sky. The continuous, thunderous *clang clang clang* of impacts never ceased.

Every collision erupted with dazzling sparks and violent shockwaves, leaving the demons and monsters below dazzled, their hearts trembling with fear.

Inside the Mahavira Hall, Lu Jiuyuan pulled out a handful of melon seeds and thoughtfully offered half to No Heaven.

Black Robe, hiding by the entrance of the Mahavira Hall, watched and commented, "Tsk tsk, the Holy Emissary's act of 'struggling to hold on'... is much more convincing than before!

Look at that sweat flowing, look at those arms trembling... look at those legs shaking... so realistic!

It's just... the sound effects of getting beaten up, aren't they a bit too loud? Hope he doesn't actually get broken..."

"No Heaven, your Black Robe here is quite audacious, daring to mock me both openly and covertly!" Lu Jiuyuan said calmly while cracking melon seeds.

"My discipline is lacking! For all offenses, I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Although No Heaven didn't know where Black Robe had offended this one, he still took the responsibility upon himself!

"No forgiveness. He needs a lesson. Since he likes squatting by the door watching the show so much, let him squat there for a few more years later!"

In the air, Six-Eared Macaque grew more alarmed and more aggrieved the longer he fought.

The Monkey King's offensive was like a violent storm, giving him not a moment to catch his breath.

The force transmitted from that golden-hooped rod grew heavier with each blow, numbing his tiger's mouth and making his arms sore and weak.

Even worse, this monkey's combat intuition and reaction speed were absurdly fast. Many of his exquisite Spells and transformation arts were just beginning when the other would brutally interrupt and smash them apart with a single, savage blow!

"Is this all the skill you have? Six-Ears! You've truly disappointed Old Sun!"

With his identity exposed by the Monkey King, the Black Lotus Holy Emissary shed his disguise. The black robe and mask covering him instantly shattered.

A monkey's head, a monkey's face. Beneath, he wore a suit of golden armor. He bore an eighty or ninety percent resemblance to the Monkey King.

Seeing this guy so arrogant, already beaten to such a state yet still trying to one-up him in attire...

The clothes on his body changed. A full set of battle gear immediately covered his form.

Phoenix-wing purple gold cap, chainmail golden armor, lotus-fiber cloud-treading boots! The Compliant golden-hooped rod!

Arms and armor, all complete!

Time to continue the fight!

"Monkey King!" Six-Eared Macaque wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, dark light flickering in his eyes:

"So you recognized me. So what? Back then on Spirit Mountain, if not for Tathagata's favoritism, who knows who would be sitting on the lotus throne, hailed as the Victorious Fighting Buddha today? You merely had better luck!"

"Luck?"

The Monkey King laughed in extreme anger, his battle gear shining with divine light, forming a stark contrast with Six-Eared Macaque's golden armor. "Old Sun's reputation was fought for, subduing demons and vanquishing monsters all along the way. And in your mouth, it becomes mere luck?

Six-Ears, your thieving nature truly remains unchanged, only skilled at wagging your tongue behind others' backs!

Today, Old Sun will show you what real, hard-earned skill looks like!"

"Take this!"

His figure transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, appearing almost instantaneously in front of Six-Eared Macaque!

The golden-hooped rod was no longer simply smashing or sweeping. It shook out thousands of staff shadows, illusory and real, each shadow containing the tremendous force to shatter mountains and split the earth.

The character for 'heavy' on one end shone brilliantly.