511: Demons dare to spout nonsense!

"But fake is fake. Watch how This poor monk subdues you today!"

When the strike missed, his Move changed instantly.

The nine-ringed monk staff seemed to come alive in his hands. It was no longer just simple smashing or striking; instead, it formed layers of staff shadows. Sometimes it swept across an army, sometimes it lunged like a Dragon, and sometimes it coiled like a python. Every strike targeted the Monkey King's vital points!

Each strike contained pure and vast Buddha Power, specifically designed to counter evil spirits. As he swung it, it carried the ruthlessness and decisiveness of a battlefield veteran, completely unlike the traditional Buddhist compassion!

"Well come! How exhilarating!" The Monkey King was also getting into the spirit, his endless Battle Intent stirred.

Whether you are Tripitaka or Golden Cicada, let's fight first!

He let out a long whistle, expanded his golden-hooped rod, and unleashed his true skills.

Rod shadows appeared like mountains, layered one upon another, colliding fiercely with the layers of staff shadows!

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang—!!!"

The dense, rainstorm-like sounds of collision were continuous, resounding through the sky! Every collision erupted with dazzling golden sparks and ripples.

The two figures turned into two blurry lights—one gold (the Monkey King) and one reddish-gold (Tang Monk's kasaya and Buddha Power). They fought fast against fast, power against power in the air, twisting, maneuvering, and engaging in fierce combat!

The two fought from the sky to mid-air, and from mid-air to the mountain peak. Wherever they passed, rocks shattered and trees were destroyed. The roaring sounds were endless, fighting until the sky grew dark and the sun and moon lost their light!

"This... is this Tang Monk too fierce?" Little Nezha watched from the side, dumbfounded:

"Since when did Tripitaka become so awesome! Even the Golden Cicada from back then didn't have such a reckless personality!"

Lu Jiuyuan waved his sleeve, and a coffee table, chairs, snacks, fine wine, and delicacies all appeared before him.

"Haha, I specifically landed here just to watch this fun! It really is very interesting!"

"The old man is right, it really is good, spectacular!"

Below, the fierce battle was in full swing.

The more Tripitaka fought, the more shocked he became.

This "fake Monkey King's" strength was beyond imagination. Not only was he incredibly strong and skilled with the rod, but his combat intuition was terrifying. Several times, his exquisite killing Moves were easily neutralized by the opponent, and he was even nearly injured by a counterattack.

What made his heart even heavier was that the opponent had no demonic or evil Qi on him. That magnificent Battle Intent, that unruly gaze... were 80-90% similar to his disciple, the Monkey King!

"Impossible! He is definitely not the Monkey King. Could it be another Six-Eared Macaque?"

Doubts began to grow in Tripitaka's heart, but the offensive in his hands did not slow down at all; instead, it became even fiercer.

"Hey! You monk, who exactly are you? How do you have such skills?" The Monkey King parried the monk staff with his rod and asked during a pause.

"This poor monk, Tripitaka! Today I must bury you, demon! Take this staff!"

Tripitaka fought as he spoke, the monk staff turning into a streak of golden light, stabbing straight at the Monkey King's chest, as fast as a startled swan.

"Heh! You are Tripitaka, and I am the Monkey King!" The Monkey King chuckled, shook his golden-hooped rod, and thousands of rod shadows reappeared, engaging Tang Monk in battle once again.

"You monk, you are still taking advantage of Old Sun!"

Hearing this, Tripitaka was even more furious, dancing his nine-ringed monk staff so tightly that not even water could pass through:

"A Prodigy dares to spout nonsense! How could my disciple, the Monkey King, be impersonated by someone like you? Lingshan is suffering, and he is running around for the Buddha!"

"You didn't even put effort into your deception. The monkey looks 80-90% similar, but that Nezha is completely different from the real one!"

"You must be a spy sent by No Heaven to disturb my mind! Today, This poor monk will transcend you!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His Buddha Power surged, and the nine rings on the monk staff emitted a deafening Zen chant, his offensive becoming three times fiercer!

"You monk are so stubborn! I can't reason with you! The Great Heavenly Venerate is right there! Why don't you go over and talk it out!" The Monkey King said while parrying.

"Great Heavenly Venerate?" Tripitaka took a look: "This appearance looks real, but it's a bit too undignified!"

"Oh?" Lu Jiuyuan raised an eyebrow, took another sip of wine leisurely, "Dignified? Is this what you mean?"

Lu Jiuyuan's expression turned serious, and an incomparable pressure instantly appeared in Tripitaka's heart.

Tripitaka was deeply shaken and stood there motionless.

The Monkey King stopped in time, grabbed Tang Monk by the back of his neck, and flew towards where Lu Jiuyuan was.

"Monkey, let go!" Tang Monk, who had recovered his senses, said quickly.

"Old man, please help persuade him. This is the first time Old Sun has seen such a fighting Master. This temper is really fierce!"

"Old Sun is a bit overwhelmed, hehehehe! Fortunately, my own one is much gentler! Congratulations, congratulations!"

The Monkey King said, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Tripitaka, sit down! He is indeed the Monkey King, and he is indeed Nezha, just not the Monkey King and Nezha of this world!" Lu Jiuyuan explained.

"Beyond the Three Realms, there is another world; worlds are not isolated! Do you know about this?"

"This poor monk naturally knows! There are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people! I still know these principles!" Tripitaka said:

"Your Majesty says they are the Monkey King and Nezha from another world, so what about the Monkey King and Nezha of our world?"

"I sent them to another world!"

Tripitaka nodded: "I see!" He swung his Zen staff with both hands and smashed it towards Lu Jiuyuan's head:

"A demon dares to spout nonsense!"

"Clang!!!"

The nine-ringed monk staff was steadily caught by two long, slender fingers three inches from Lu Jiuyuan's forehead.

Those two fingers seemed to rest casually on the staff, but they were like iron pincers. No matter how Tripitaka drove his Buddha Power or exerted force to press down, the monk staff did not Move at all, leaving him frozen in mid-air.

Lu Jiuyuan didn't even change his sitting posture. His other hand was still holding a wine glass, and his eyes looked at the furious Tripitaka, who was close at hand, with a hint of helpless amusement.

"You monk, your temper is a bit too big." He shook his head gently, "I told you it's not a demon, but you won't believe it."

As he finished speaking, the two fingers holding the monk staff vibrated slightly.

A gentle yet irresistible, vast force spread up along the monk staff!

Tripitaka felt his arms shake violently, his tiger's mouth went numb, and the nine-ringed monk staff almost flew out of his hand!

He was pushed back seven or eight steps by this force, each step creating golden ripples in the Void Realm, before he barely managed to steady himself, his eyes full of shock.

He had struck this blow in anger, and although he hadn't used all his strength, it was enough to split mountains and seas, and subdue demons and monsters, yet it was taken so casually by the other party!

This level of cultivation was simply unfathomable!

The Monkey King watched from the side, scratching his ears and cheeks, chuckling: "Master, oh no, Old Tang, don't be angry, they really aren't dead! It just means what it literally says."

"Your knowledge is too limited; you only know of these Three Realms and don't know that there are countless worlds beyond this one."

"We just invited the two of them to our world to hang out."

"The Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Venerate governs the heavens; whether it is this world or our world, both are under the rule of the Great Heavenly Venerate, and there is no difference."

Little Nezha also flew over, hands on his hips: "Exactly! Look carefully, where do I look fake?"

"These wind fire wheels, qiankun circle, and universe ring of mine are all genuine! It's just... I am cuter than the Nezha of your world!"

Tripitaka took a deep breath, suppressing his churning blood and the stormy waves in his heart.