Faced with that hoarse, despairing cry, like the squawk of a drake.
Tang Sanzang, who had already finished gathering his momentum, bared his teeth in a savage grin.
"Too late!!!!"
"My Buddhist principles are exquisitely profound, unstoppable!!"
"There is absolutely no reason for me to hold back!!!"
"Still, I'll go a little easier on you..."
"Good disciple, don't go dying by accident now..."
"Hehehehehe..."
Sun Wukong's expression changed drastically at those words.
He understood now. There was really something wrong with this guy's head...
This guy did not merely intend to destroy Buddha's Edict—he also wanted to take the opportunity to test Sun Wukong's abilities.
If he survived, he would follow him to fetch the scriptures.
If he did not survive, then there was no need to force it.
This damn monk!
When I, Old Sun, said to take down Buddha's Edict, that wasn't what I meant...
Fuck your mother...
It was at that moment.
Tang Sanzang made his move...
Buddha light containing an extreme ideology blossomed from his fist.
Within it surged countless profound scriptures.
Every single one emitted strange Buddha light and Buddhist principles.
The power contained within was as scorching and dazzling as countless Scorching Suns on the verge of erupting at once...
It had not even drawn near.
Sun Wukong had merely looked at it.
Yet it made him feel a heat fiercer and more violent than Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace...
Even though he possessed a stone body naturally immune to water and fire, had the spellcraft of the Seventy-two Transformations of Earthly Fiends empowering him, and had been tempered by Taishang Laojun's countless pills and alchemy furnace, to the point where even the Immortal Slaying Platform could not harm his fully realized Indestructible Vajra Body.
At this moment, he still began to feel a distinct