Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

"It seems that Master is truly enraged this time!" Watching Jiang Liu make his move and even behead the monk, Zhu Bajie exclaimed with a look of astonishment on his face.

Usually, when Master struck, he almost never took his opponent's life, instead beating them into severe unconsciousness before stopping; just like the dozens of monks earlier. But now, Master actually delivered a killing blow.

"Heh heh heh..." In response to Zhu Bajie's words, Sun Wukong, who was nearby, didn't reply but instead, a smile appeared on his face.

As a Buddhist disciple, to raise his hand and kill someone from the Buddhist sect? To Sun Wukong, Master was to his liking indeed.

Moreover, what was most important was that, since he started following Master on the Journey to the West a year and a half ago, Sun Wukong had witnessed with his own eyes how Master's cultivation level had grown. Such a rate of growth truly filled Sun Wukong's heart with silent amazement.

"It's not that Master is cruel-hearted, but these people, they bring about their own demise!" Sha Wujing, who was nearby, rarely spoke up but now he expressed his opinion.

"Fantastic!" Yuanling, who was nearby and saw Jiang Liu take action to kill the monk from the Bodhi Temple, was naturally both shocked and delighted as this was revenge for the Three Pure Ones Temple.

However, Yuanling's heart soon filled with anxiety. Xuanzang had made a lethal move—how could the people of the Bodhi Temple let him go? After all, the Bodhi Temple had strength in numbers!

Isn't this the case? Within moments, monks from the Bodhi Temple continually emerged one after another, and already, hundreds of monks had come out, the whole Bodhi Temple nearly emptying its nest!

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Putting aside what the disciples were discussing, the monks from the Bodhi Temple, upon seeing Jiang Liu behead a high-ranking monk with a single axe swing, were filled with shock and even more so with anger.

"Amitabha, you, little monk, are so heartless and ruthless. Today, this monk shall mete out justice on you right here!" Seeing Jiang Liu had already killed someone, the leading monk uttered a low chant of Buddha's name, then with anger on his face, shouted loudly.

As he spoke, he tore off his kasaya and flung it towards Jiang Liu. The kasaya, swelling as it met the wind, seemed to have its own sentience as it rolled towards Jiang Liu.

The kasaya, supremely yin and supremely soft, had no effect even if cleaved with the Xuanhua Axe. Jiang Liu retreated, intending to dodge.

However, the kasaya moved faster than Jiang Liu, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Jiang Liu's figure, binding him tightly, rendering him immobile.

Seeing his kasaya successfully wrapping Jiang Liu, the leading old monk then raised his hand and pressed downwards: Great Senluo Hand!

In the sky, a golden palm shadow appeared, descending from above as if swatting a mosquito, and slammed towards Jiang Liu.

First, use the kasaya's ability to bind the opponent, then follow with a killing blow—such tactics, the leading monk was clearly well-practiced.

Dispel Curse!

However, regarding his own restrained state, Jiang Liu silently cast a Dispel Curse on himself.

Instantly, the tight kasaya binding him automatically loosened.

"What!? How is this possible!?" The leading monk naturally knew the effect of his own kasaya. His Dharma Treasure automatically unraveling was something he found inconceivable.

After dispelling the constriction with a Dispel Curse, Jiang Liu clutched the Xuanhua Axe in both hands, twisted at the waist.

Then, scorching flames coated the Xuanhua Axe as he struck directly towards the palm shadow in the air.

The golden palm shadow and the crimson flames collided with a thunderous bang; it seemed even the earth trembled for a moment.

Suddenly, the golden palm shadow was shattered to pieces.

"Although it's a blue UI and there are as many as 59 levels, the weapon in my hand and the increased power of the Strengthened Demon-Subduing Mantra, along with the skill of Fiery Slash, there's no reason for weakness!"

Despite the powerful backlash also sending Jiang Liu falling from the sky, shaking his internal organs, and reducing a small section of his health bar, he watched as the monk's spell broke and his health bar likewise decreased. Jiang Liu mumbled to himself silently.

"How formidable!" The leading monk, reaching out to retrieve his kasaya and put it back on, looked at Jiang Liu both shocked and in awe.

With just that move, he realized that Jiang Liu's cultivation level had also reached the Returning Void Realm.

However, it had taken him over two hundred years of cultivation to reach the Returning Void level, and this little monk looked to be just a teenager, no? He also had such cultivation?!

Realizing this, the leading monk was filled with shock and an immense jealousy.

How could it be that a mere teenager could possess the cultivation level of the Returning Void Realm?!

"Come, all of you, attack together and kill him for me!" Realizing that Jiang Liu's methods were no less powerful than his own, the leading monk had no more intentions of fighting one-on-one and bellowed loudly for support.

Hearing this command, the monks from the Bodhi Temple, those who were clad in red kasayas, all attacked together.
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With at least the cultivation level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, they swarmed over, and clearly, Jiang Liu could not withstand them all.

"Monkey Brother, let's help out!" Seeing these people attacking together, Zhu Bajie spoke up.

"Don't rush, Master hasn't spoken yet, just wait!" Compared to the others, Sun Wukong had been following Jiang Liu the longest, so he understood more about Jiang Liu's way of fighting and calmly spoke.

Master has many mystical skills, and his strength cannot be measured by common sense.

Sun Wukong would never forget, when he first came out of the Five Elements Mountain, if they occasionally ran into fierce beasts or little demons, Master would always stop him, so that for a long time after leaving the mountain, he never had the chance to make a move, leaving him itching to fight.

This was an experience that Zhu Bajie and the others had not had.

"Are they trying to defeat us with superior numbers!?" Just as Sun Wukong had expected, watching these monks rushing towards Jiang Liu, his heart was solemn, yet his expression remained calm.

Immediately, he reached out his hand and took off the Vidyaraja Crown from his head.

On the bald head, the twelve Scars of Precepts were clearly visible, instantly displayed before everyone's eyes.

Hss...

The monks who had been charging at Jiang Liu with great momentum stopped in their tracks, their eyes widened in shock as they looked at the twelve Scars of Precepts on Jiang Liu's head, with sharp intakes of breath heard one after another.

"Twelve... twelve Scars of Precepts... This... this..." A monk dressed in a red kasaya couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at Jiang Liu's head, his speech becoming incoherent.

Seeing the twelve Scars of Precepts on Jiang Liu's head, everyone from Bodhi Temple was startled, looking at Jiang Liu in disbelief.

The hundreds of surrounding monks exchanged glances, full of hesitation on their faces.

To the Buddhist Sect, the number of Scars of Precepts on the head seemed to represent everything, even more important than their Cultivation Level.

No one had expected that this wild monk who mingled with demons and even Taoists, after removing the headdress, would actually reveal twelve Scars of Precepts.

"A reincarnation of a Bodhisattva!?" After looking at Jiang Liu's Scars of Precepts for a long time, some monks couldn't even stand, they knelt down and murmured softly.

"Get up!" The leading monk, although also showing a shocked expression, quickly pulled up the monk who was kneeling on the ground.

With a steely resolve, he decided, nothing ventured, nothing gained, he declared, "The Scars of Precepts on his head are fake, attack together! Kill him to set an example!"

False!?

The words of this monk startled all the monks from Bodhi Temple. They looked at each other, clearly showing a mixture of belief and doubt.

No one had ever heard of fake Scars of Precepts!

"Attack!" Noticing the monks' hesitant expressions, the leading monk, who had seven Scars of Precepts, shouted loudly to urge them.

Perhaps the situation had escalated to a do-or-die point, or maybe it was the leading monk's authority that was compelling, because following his shout, indeed, many disciples attacked!

Herd mentality took effect, and as a small number of disciples raised their weapons and struck, in a moment, more and more disciples joined the attack!

"Sigh..." watching this scene, Jiang Liu inwardly sighed.

The mission he had undertaken was to cleanse the sect, the requirement being to clear out the scourge of the Buddhist Sect and restore peace to Chechi Kingdom. The mission didn't necessarily require him to create a bloodbath.

If it were possible to persuade them, Jiang Liu felt that the soft approach would be best, as he wasn't fond of killing.

But after personally encountering these monks from the Bodhi Temple, from their words and behavior, and their superior attitudes, Jiang Liu understood that simple persuasion was out of the question.

After all, from the beginning from the monks' conversations, Jiang Liu also realized that supposedly, Taoists, in their eyes, were equated with demons.

Since persuasion was impossible, then Jiang Liu had no choice but to meet force with force, to stop killing with killing!

At this moment, Jiang Liu somewhat had an epiphany; no wonder in the original story, the Three Demons of Chechi Kingdom harbored such hatred towards these monks, even inciting the King of Chechi to issue a decree, spurring a nationwide campaign to capture monks.

Indeed these monks, were truly seeking their own death! After all, the three State Preceptors of Chechi Kingdom also considered themselves cultivators!

"Wukong, make your move!" Seeing that hundreds of monks with varying Cultivation Levels were all pouncing at him, Jiang Liu turned his head and spoke.

Following Jiang Liu's words, the nearby disciples like Sun Wukong didn't hesitate to act!

In Bodhi Temple, the highest Cultivation Level belonged to the monk with seven Scars of Precepts in the Returning Void Realm, but how could they be a match for disciples like Sun Wukong.

It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep; in just a short moment, the entire Bodhi Temple was strewn with corpses.

Even with one smash of the Jingu Bang in Sun Wukong's hand, the entire Bodhi Temple was reduced to ruins.