"Stone Monkey, telling you to retreat was already giving you face! Do you really think you can fight me?"
Dipankara Ancient Buddha had made up his mind. If he wanted to fight, then they would fight. He would let him see the strength of the Buddhist Sect.
A ruler appeared in his hand. It was his Magic Treasure, the High-grade Innate Spirit Treasure Cosmic Ruler. It killed without incurring karma, and its offensive power ranked only below the Pangu Banner.
Though he could not kill the Stone Monkey, when it came to offense, Dipankara Ancient Buddha was no weaker.
Boom!
The two Magic Treasures collided, carrying terrifying spiritual energy.
The Lingming Stone Monkey was instantly sent flying like a streak of light.
The gap in their cultivation was simply too vast. One was at the peak of the Late Quasi-Saint realm, while the other was in the Early Quasi-Saint realm—a difference of two minor stages.
Even though Sun Wukong could fight above his realm, he was still no match for a mighty expert like Dipankara at the peak of the Late Quasi-Saint realm.
In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong flashed back. His incredibly powerful body had suffered no damage at all. On his way back, he casually killed every buddhist monk he encountered.
The pressure on the Dragon Clan instantly lessened once more.
"Bald donkey, come again!"
Sun Wukong raised the God-Slaying Golden-Bound Cudgel and smashed it down once more.
Hall of Divine Mists.
The gathered gods and Buddhas watched the scene displayed in the Haotian Mirror with grave expressions. The Buddhist Sect's shamelessness had opened the immortals' eyes. The Dragon Clan had clearly been controlling the floods, yet Dipankara had forcibly accused them of stirring up storms and flooding the mortal world. Worse still, after descending, they