Chang’e—a beautiful fairy who lived on the Lunar Star.
According to mortal legend, she was a beautiful woman who ate an elixir, then ascended to the Heavenly Court and finally lived on the moon.
If that were the case, the Heavenly Court would be too shabby.
Chang’e’s true identity was the reincarnation of the Lunar Star’s true spirit, just like the Four Emperors of the Heavenly Court. They were all reincarnations of true spirits.
Everyone had selfishness, so naturally the Jade Emperor did too.
Though he was the master of the Three Realms now, that was also limited to the present. In the future, the Immortal World would return to the god’s control.
Between himself and the nephew before him, who would be the favored son? That might beco reality.
Perhaps the other party was obsessed with cultivation and didn’t like managing affairs.
With this thought, the Jade Emperor had co frequently these past days. His purpose was obvious, and Yang Jian also understood what he wanted to do.
Naturally, he didn’t refuse! He also wanted his own world to receive more attention from the god.
A few days ago, he’d gone to Great Immortal Zhenyuan’s ho. Unfortunately, the other party had gone out visiting, but the disciple inside, hearing of his arrival, had picked twenty fruits as a gift for the Eternal God.
They were still in his storage ring now.
These days, everyone wanted to find a path for themselves—whether Great Immortal Zhenyuan or the Ten Palace Yama Kings in the underground palace, all wanted to secure higher positions in the future.
"It’s fine if she agrees. Currently, I’m communicating with several other priests. The second Divine Battle is over. If we move faster, we shouldn’t fall behind in the third battle."
With every great battle, the believers in the Divine Realm received trendous advancent.
For example, Li Shimin had gained the power to raise one star last ti. Now he’d gained another level, currently at Three-Star God status.
He walked arrogantly and was laughingly scolded by Nightshade as being reincarnated as a crab spirit.
However, he also had the capital for it. Combining the Way of Stars and gathering thousands of immortals to condense the Grand Stellar Array—truly exaggerated.
At that mont, in the Buddhist holy land, creatures had long since turned to charcoal. Blood was everywhere. Evil was everywhere.
Accompanied by a foul wind, the Demon Buddha was finally born.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Continuous red lightning struck as countless thunderclouds converged toward Lingshan.
This showed that soone in the Three Realms wanted to act against heaven.
But it was suppressed by the god through the Way of Heaven. Therefore, the power of the Heavenly Dao appeared minimal at this ti.
Inside the blood-red pool, a pair of blue and evil eyes slowly opened.
They lacked focus at first, then gradually fell upon the thunder tribulation overhead.
"Hmph... When you were strong before, I respected you for the sake of order. But now you’re weak, yet you dare trouble ? Let’s see if I don’t swallow you!!!"
The Tathagata, wrapped in blood mist, transford into a massive gluttonous maw and rose from the ground, swallowing the thunder tribulation in a single bite.
BOOM.
Another thunderclap sounded. The spiritual vein of Lingshan was completely shattered.
The Tathagata transford into his youthful appearance, standing atop the mountain with eyes slightly squinted, enjoying his new life.
Between his eyebrows was another eye—purple-blue in color. Evil spirit carrying a sense of justice.
The Eye of Heaven and Evil. It was the symbol of Heaven’s depravity.
"How about this body? Is it better than being that ethereal Heavenly Dao? Hehehehe..."
When the Tathagata opened his eyes, the hostility between heaven and earth quickly gathered toward him.
"My na is Tathagata Demon Buddha. I have absorbed the Heavens today and shall destroy the world to beco a Pangu-level god. Doesn’t that god from outside the domain want sentient beings? Then I shall show them off! All Buddhas, under my call, beco my incarnations!"
The horrible whistle passed through the Three Realms.
So monsters with insufficient cultivation were directly demonized. The clarity of their spiritual platforms was entirely wrapped in blood mist, then their eyes turned red, becoming fierce demons.
And those monks who practiced Buddhism transford into fallen demons one by one under the Tathagata’s catalyst.
Because he was the Buddha, the Dao ca from his hands. Naturally he knew those secret backdoors. Using them now was tantamount to causing catastrophe across heaven and earth!
Within the Four Great Continents, countless monks turned into man-eating monsters.
The more advanced a monk’s dharma, the stronger their resistance—but also the stronger they beca after falling.
Great Leiyin Temple was even demonized into a holy place for evil spirits. Countless Buddha statues shed bloody tears and began exuding a depraved aura.
Within the Great Tang, Li Shimin, who practiced the divine thods, worked hard to manage the country in an orderly manner while beginning to oversee the cultivation sects within his territory.
"Report!"
"Speak."
"Your Majesty, there’s news from the temple that the Ancestor of Buddhism has now fallen into demonic ways. Many countries outside the Tang Dynasty have been nearly wiped out under the scourge of demons. They’re now requesting our support."
Patter.
The brush fell onto the table. Li Shimin stood up. "Give the order—command the believers in the Great Tang to help those countries."
"Yes."
The believer who’d co by sword left with the orders.
Li Shimin ca outside the hall, looking at the red sky in the west. He sighed. "I said Buddhism was an evil demon, but it’s a pity those national masters didn’t believe my words."
Empress Zhangsun stood beside him, holding a book of religious teachings, silent.
Once she too had been a Buddhist believer. A few days ago, she’d suddenly felt a wave of evil thoughts flooding her heart, and it wasn’t until she ran the ditation technique that it was suppressed.
She was told later that anyone who recited Buddhist scriptures would be controlled by the Tathagata Demon Buddha.
Fortunately, her husband had joined the faith early and wasn’t controlled. Otherwise, the result would have been truly disastrous.
On the westward road, Tang Sanzang’s eyes were red as he held his ditation staff and attacked Wukong.
"I’ll kill you, assassin!!"
Though his speed was slow, his strength was constantly improving.
Monkey Sun could see at a glance—his master was using the Dao Fruit from his previous life.
"Are you two just going to keep watching the show? Co help hold him down!"
"Brother Monkey, Master is beyond help—what effort should we waste!"
Zhu Bajie was obviously unhappy, and as a result was blown away by a staff strike. When he hit the ground, he fainted.
"Junior Brother Sha, and Little White Dragon, co here!"
"Yes!"
These two had spiritual awareness in their hearts and hurried over to restrain Tang Sanzang with magical force.
At that mont, Little White Dragon looked worriedly at the monkey and asked, "Elder Brother, Master is obviously controlled by the Tathagata. What can you do to save him?"
"Of course—with a curse!"
"Huh? Put the golden hoop on Master? Brother... you really have guts!"
The Drifting Monk was stunned. Good heavens.
It used to be the master tricking Monkey into wearing the golden hoop, fearing he’d cause trouble everywhere.
Now the monkey was imprisoning the master, also fearing the other party would cause trouble.
This imprisonnt thod could be passed down through the family!!!
But they didn’t know that since Yang Jian had helped Wukong break this tight curse, the monkey had begun studying the thing, refining it into his own treasure.
Originally, he’d wanted to throw it back at a certain bodhisattva or venerable. It now appeared the first victim would be his master.
When the golden hoop fell on Tang Sanzang’s head, he didn’t think anything of it at first.
His spiritual platform was close to falling—he would soon beco a demon.
But at that mont, suddenly there was sharp pain in both his head and soul.
"Ahhh..."
Tang Sanzang clutched his head and scread in a high voice, like a dog whose tail had been trampled on.
He beca sober all at once.
But this wasn’t over yet—the monkey had buried many "good things" in the golden hoop.
He also knew that humans didn’t like monkeys, but he did. So in order to disgust those Bodhisattva-level characters, Sun Monkey had deliberately gotten a complete set of female monkeys and refined them in.
Thousands of female monkeys dancing belly dances appeared in Tang Sanzang’s mind.
"Master, you once rescued this grandson at the foot of Five Elents Mountain. Although this thod is a bit wicked, it’s better than your depravity! Don’t bla this grandson after you’re sober!"
Sun Monkey gritted his teeth and squeezed his hands. The prohibition in the golden hoop suddenly activated.
Tang Sanzang, who was already screaming, suddenly felt thousands of female monkeys dancing around him in his spiritual platform.
So even grabbed his little brother, wanting to mate with him.
"No... this poor monk... this poor monk doesn’t like female monkeys!!!"
"Save ... Wukong... Bajie..."
"No... I’m not a demon, don’t co near!!!"
Crack.
Tang Sanzang directly frothed at the mouth and convulsed.
Little White Dragon looked scared and asked, "Elder Brother, is Master... is his old self okay?!"
"Well... he should be fine. It’s probably just very stimulating!"
The monkey smiled maliciously.
The Drifting Monk and White Dragon Horse shuddered simultaneously.
The "stimulation" in his mouth was probably enormous—truly mind-shattering.
However, one had to admit the monkey’s move was beautiful—it really did wake Tang Sanzang up.
And this golden hoop had another advantage: it contained eternal divine power that could continuously dispel the demonic influence in Tang Sanzang’s mind.
About half an hour later, Bajie woke first. Seeing the three talking and laughing, he ca over to the monkey.
"Big Brother, I’m sorry. It was this old pig who made the mistake."
"Mistake? Next ti you do this again, I’ll send you directly into reincarnation. Now the Heavenly Court isn’t as powerful as the Eternal God Cult."
"Yes, yes..."
Zhu Bajie submitted.
He’d thought that with his own strength, he didn’t need to fear this monkey. As a result, the opponent’s strength had improved by leaps and bounds—obviously he’d been practicing the Eternal Religion.
Ugh... such a hard life.
Just as Zhu Bajie was sighing, Tang Sanzang finally woke. He scread when he saw the monkey.
"Monkey, no... don’t give monkeys! I don’t want to marry a monkey!"
Zhu Bajie: ...
Drifting Monk: ...
White Dragon Horse: ...
Seeing things were going badly, Monkey Sun quickly tried to persuade him. "Master, it’s ... I’m Wukong, your disciple!!!"
"Disciple? No... I don’t have a disciple who tricks his master like you!!!"
Tang Sanzang said through tears.
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