Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven

Now, the Three Realms are in great chaos; joining that monkey, even if one cannot establish himself in the Heavenly Court, one can still have a great backing.

At Mount Ji Lei, the Ox Demon King received the invitation and scoffed.

"Husband, the Victorious Fighting Buddha is inviting all gods, immortals, and demons from all over. Do you want to go? After all, in the eyes of outsiders, you are sworn brothers."

The Iron Fan Immortal was graceful and stunningly beautiful.

She asked a brawny man, yet her face carried a hint of disdain and contempt.

"He is not my brother; he does not deserve to be."

The brawny man was none other than the Ox Demon King; he tore the invitation into pieces and threw it aside without even a glance.

The Iron Fan Immortal gave a slight smile, softly saying, "Husband, calm down; we just won't go."

The same scenario occurred within the residences of several major demons.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha invited all gods, immortals, and demons from all over, yet not a single one of his six brothers attended.

However, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha did come.

The Altar Cleanser and the Golden-Arhat also came.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons came to support as well.

They were all talking and laughing, exceedingly close with the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

This reminded people of a rumor; during the confusion about the true and fake Monkey King, the real Sun Wukong had supposedly been secretly replaced by the more obedient Six-Eared Macaque.

Now, it seemed, the rumor was unreliable; otherwise, why would these disciples and their master be so close to the Victorious Fighting Buddha?

Another great immortal arrived; Zhenyuan was there, which surprised the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

He abandoned the others and went to greet him.

"Elder brother, you're here; why didn't you let me know in advance so I could prepare to greet you?"

The Victorious Fighting Buddha, dressed in a monk's robe and smiling, greeted him, quite surprised.

Zhenyuan, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, was regarded as on par with the Three Pure Ones of the Daoists.

Such a prominent figure's attendance gave the other gods, immortals, and demons even more confidence in him.

Indeed, upon hearing Zhenyuan's name, those gods, immortals, and demons were all excited.

Zhenyuan, wearing a simple Daoist robe, had a faint smile on his face, yet his presence exuded a sense of distance.

"I don't deserve to be called 'elder brother' by the Victorious Fighting Buddha; I am here merely to convey a message," he said.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha's expression turned unnatural; he restrained his smile and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

"He has returned."

He?

The Victorious Fighting Buddha was momentarily startled, then a flicker of panic crossed the depths of his eyes.

"I do not understand what you mean, fellow Daoist."

"You will understand soon."

Zhenyuan smiled faintly, casually found a seat, and sat down.

He certainly did not want to miss this drama.

Everyone noticed that after Zhenyuan's arrival, the Victorious Fighting Buddha was noticeably distracted.

What had happened? Everyone was curious.

Only a few people, with bated breath, vaguely guessed some of the situation.

Today was definitely going to be an eventful day.

Guanyin did not come, but sent Shancai instead.

However, this once untamed Holy Infant Great King was quite blunt with the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

"Disciple, what has happened?"

Sandalwood Merit Buddha walked over to inquire.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha responded with a forced smile, "Nothing, Master, don't worry."

Although the Sandalwood Merit Buddha did not believe him, he still sat back down.

Many gods and demons from all directions had arrived.

This gathering of gods, immortals, and demons had attracted a large crowd.

But the Victorious Fighting Buddha was well aware that very few of the major demons or immortal gods present were truly influential; they were mostly lesser loose immortals and demons.

Almost none of the well-known, influential figures had come.

When the time came, the Victorious Fighting Buddha ascended the platform.

Everyone quieted down, their eyes all on the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha cleared his throat, just about to speak.

Hum.

The void trembled slightly, and a golden, gleaming staff directly smashed towards the platform.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha's face changed, and he instantly leapt off the platform.

The golden staff, like a pillar supporting the heavens, smashed the high platform and plunged into the earth.

The vast mana fluctuation spread out from it, silencing everyone present.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang, weighing thirteen thousand five hundred catties.

At the scene, all was silent.

Zhenyuan's lips curved slightly upward, the real show had begun.

It was just unknown how Victorious Fighting Buddha would deal with this situation.

"Hehe, Victorious Fighting Buddha, isn't this your Ruyi Jingu Bang? How come it almost killed you just now, has the staff gone mad?"

The crisp voice of Holy Infant Great King, Red Boy, rang out with a hint of mockery on his face.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha appeared embarrassed and remained silent with his head bowed.

The Altar Cleanser's face was pale, his big ears flapped slightly, showing some unease.

Golden-Arhat and Little White Dragon both kept their heads down, not daring to look at the staff.

"Since you've come, why hide? Come out."

Victorious Fighting Buddha stared into the void, his eyes gleaming with golden light.

He emitted a powerful aura that overshadowed everyone present.

Apart from Holy Infant Great King and Zhenyuan, the gods, immortals, and demons struggled under this overwhelming presence.

The demons and immortals suddenly realized that the identity of Victorious Fighting Buddha was not the focus.

As long as Victorious Fighting Buddha was powerful enough.

Whoever he was, they were pledging allegiance to a mighty one, and that was all.

A figure appeared, and the sky instantly darkened, with sand flying and stones rolling, and demonic energy soaring.

Endless demon clouds churned behind him.

Even the Buddha's light emanating from Victorious Fighting Buddha was suppressed to within a range of three feet, and that was all he could manage.

Everyone looked up; the newcomer's face looked exactly like Victorious Fighting Buddha's.

No, they were not alike at all.

The newcomer exuded an unruly defiance, inherently radiating a demeanor that showed no respect for heaven or fear of earth.

He stood there as if even the falling sky could not bend his spine.

In comparison, Victorious Fighting Buddha seemed more like a sheep.

His so-called fighting spirit seemed like a joke in front of the newcomer.

"I'll ask just one question."

The newcomer stared at the figure below him.

Victorious Fighting Buddha didn't speak but stared back at him.

The newcomer spoke on his own, "Who are you?"

Three words,

One question,

Yet it captured the heart-mind of everyone present.

Who was Victorious Fighting Buddha? That should have been an easy question to answer.

He was Sun Wukong, he was Great Sage Equalling Heaven, he was the Victorious Fighting Buddha of Mount Ling, a disciple of Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

But in front of this man, it wasn't so easy to answer.

The scene fell into silence.

The newcomer was smiling, his eyes playful.

He wasn't in a hurry, there was plenty of time.

After a while, Victorious Fighting Buddha finally raised his head, fixed his gaze on the newcomer, and said, "I am Victorious Fighting Buddha, I am a junior disciple of Tathagata, I am also Six-Eared Macaque."

Boom.

All the gods, immortals, and demons showed a shocked expression.

Even if they had guessed the answer.

When the answer was revealed, they were still stunned.

What a grand scheme, replacing the unruly Great Sage Equalling Heaven, it was Six-Eared Macaque who had attained Buddha in Western Heaven.

No wonder after the true and false Monkey Kings, the monkey had been so obedient, never creating any troubles again.

A centuries-old case was finally brought to light today.

"Haha."

The newcomer laughed loudly.

"Still quite clever."

Around the world, few could describe Victorious Fighting Buddha as "clever."

The undoubted authority of Great Sage Equalling Heaven.