Ling Ya Xian's Fake Fight Turns Real

Ling Ya Xian was in the middle of a heated "battle" with Yuan Hong when Rulai's voice transmission exploded in his mind like thunder, making his spear momentum falter.

He inwardly groaned, Senior Brother, you're making things difficult for this old elephant!

Yuan Hong was exceptionally sharp. Seeing Ling Ya Xian's moves pause slightly, he immediately sent a teasing voice transmission. "Martial Uncle, what is it? Did the Buddha Ancestor blame us for not putting on a convincing enough show?"

"Cut the nonsense!" Ling Ya Xian snapped. The spear technique in his hands abruptly changed as he transmitted, "Over at the Great Thunderclap Monastery, Senior Brother thinks our fight looks too fake. We haven't even shattered a single cloud! It seems we have no choice but to make some noise. Yuan Hong, be careful. We'll use something real next—remember, it only has to look real!"

Before his words had faded, Buddhist light around Ling Ya Xian surged. The long spear in his hand hummed and trembled as an aura far more vast and majestic than before spread outward. Though he had not drawn upon his true foundation, he already displayed a fraction of the might of a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

"Monkey King! Take another spear strike from me!" he roared. His voice rolled across the skies, shaking the forests below. The spear thrust forth, and an incomparably condensed white spear aura tore through the heavens. Wherever it passed, clouds churned violently, and several auspicious clouds in its path were genuinely shredded to pieces!

A sharp light flashed in Yuan Hong's eyes. He knew it was no longer time to joke around. Profound power circulated through his body at full force, and the Sky-Supporting White Jade Pillar became shrouded in a dense, weighty layer of mystic light.

"Good!"

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