Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge-Chapter 1186 - 685

Chapter 1186 -685

“Don’t worry, Old Sun will just give you guys a good beating to let off steam, I definitely won’t take your lives.”

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

However, in his heart, he thought, Old Sun won’t kill you, but someone wants your lives, the person of Heavenly Destiny you’re waiting for, the Master of Great Tribulation.

In an instant, Sun Wukong transformed into dozens of clones, each holding an iron rod, and charged forward.

“Watch this!”

Chen Sanzang said it had to be a quick battle, and none of these immortal bald donkeys could escape, so Sun Wukong went all out from the start.

After all, Chen Sanzang only said not to kill them, so he’d just cripple these lackeys!

A group of Profound Immortals, True Immortals, and Golden Immortals, how could they be a match for Sun Wukong?

These guys tried to flee in different directions but couldn’t escape from Sun Wukong’s grasp. The speed of the Somersault Cloud was too fast, almost catching up in an instant, then knocking people down with one blow.

Sun Wukong gained the upper hand in the sky, while Chen Sanzang gathered the bodies below, yes indeed, those who suffered Sun Wukong’s wrath were no different from dead.

Anyone beaten by the monkey experienced at least muscle injury, and the more severe ones were on the brink of soul collapse, with damage even to the True Spirit.

Each time Chen Sanzang picked one up, he immediately smashed them on the head with his Nine Ringed Staff, directly giving them an explosive blow.

Then, without waiting for the opponent’s spirit to leave the body, he immediately used a restriction to seize the spirit, followed by Old Xi’s transcendence.

With the continuous strengthening of power, Chen Sanzang’s transcendence speed also increased, compared to beings at or above the Taiyin Golden Immortal level, the difficulty doubled due to involving the laws, thus greatly increasing the time required.

As for these immortals and buddhas acting as prison guards, the highest power among them was Golden Immortal, most at Profound Immortal and True Immortal level, so transcending them was naturally quite swift.

Often, before Chen Sanzang finished a recitation of the transcendence scripture, Old Xi would have already drained them dry.

Truly drained dry, not just cultivation power, but even spirit and soul were purified and condensed, all becoming nourishment for Chen Sanzang.

This overwhelming battle lasted only a minute before it ended.

Thirty-nine immortals and buddhas were all crippled by Sun Wukong, drastically venting the monkey’s pent-up anger.

And transcending these immortals and buddhas took Old Xi less than five minutes.

Once everything was over, Old Xi immediately set up the illusion of these immortals and buddhas departing, unless Hongjun personally came to inspect, even a saint wouldn’t notice the flaw.

“Hey, drinking and eating monk, your aura has grown quite rapidly.”

Sun Wukong somersaulted over to Chen Sanzang, immediately noticing the change in the monk’s aura.

Still a Taiyin Golden Immortal, but compared to earlier, it had strengthened by at least ten percent!

“Amitabha, I must thank these immortals and buddhas for their sponsorship and support, right?”

Chen Sanzang was very grateful to these immortals and buddhas, who not only sponsored his cultivation but contributed their spirits as well, truly great people.

“Hehe, you, the drinking and eating monk, are very much to Old Sun’s liking, only, aren’t you afraid that old bald donkey Tathagata will smack you dead?”

Sun Wukong, just now exerted control, didn’t kill any of them, but this drinking and eating monk heartlessly smashed this group of immortals and buddhas, all knocking them dead with explosive blows.

That’s not all, Sun Wukong just sensed and searched around briefly, finding that not only were their bodies turned to ash, but even their spirits and true spirits were refined and shattered.

This monk’s killing technique was so proficient, he was absolutely a notorious habitual offender!

This kind of guy turns out to be the heavenly chosen script seeker, the Tribulation Master of the Westward Journey, simply outrageous!

If Sun Wukong couldn’t feel from Chen Sanzang’s body the pure Buddha essence comparable to Tathagata, he would have thought this guy was a demon cultivator doing soul refining deeds.

“Heck, Little Kongkong, follow me and let’s overturn the Western Heaven, and maybe even seize a Buddha position!”

Chen Sanzang grabbed Sun Wukong by the shoulder, pulling out a wine gourd in his other hand, took a swig and handed it to the monkey, grinning.

“Alright, Old Sun is in, long time no see Tathagata’s bald head, let’s just grab his Buddha position!”

Taking the wine gourd, Sun Wukong didn’t mind Chen Sanzang’s attitude at all, the two walked arm in arm toward the ruins outside of the collapsed Five Elements Mountain.

“Drinking and eating monk, what’s your name?”

“I, Chen Sanzang, hail from Great Qin Empire, sent by the Emperor of Great Qin, Emperor Shi, to retrieve scripture from the Western Heaven Great Leiyin Temple.”

Walking along, eating and drinking along the way, soon the man and the monkey arrived outside the ruins.

With no politeness, Chen Sanzang flipped onto Little Tiger and proceeded to the next destination, though their pace was remarkably moving.

At sunrise, the man and the monkey would exercise their muscles slightly, then begin scouring the mountains for edible food.

A breakfast would take at least an hour to finish.

After wine and food were sufficiently consumed, the man and the monkey leisurely embarked on the scripture-retrieval journey.

Dragging for half an hour, often Chen Sanzang would pull out a camping cloth on the ground, telling Sun Wukong, he’s hungry, asking the monkey to fetch gold from a nearby city to pack a table full of delectable dishes for lunch.

The monkey couldn’t quite grasp the man’s attitude, but with delicious food offered for merely a small errand, he didn’t bother to think too hard.

So one somersault out, after a delay of an hour or so, he would bring back a packed table of dishes, and the man and the monkey would start chowing down.

Just as Chen Sanzang said, people are made of iron, meals of steel, skipping one leaves you starving.

After finishing lunch, Chen Sanzang would pull out two lounge chairs, find some shade under a tree, engaging in an afternoon nap with the monkey, resting for the whole afternoon.

According to Chen Sanzang, with the sunlight overhead and Golden Crow crossing the sky, the warmth is too intense, it might scorch his delicate skin.

Under the blistering sun, he might just faint from heatstroke, being so precious, so caution is necessary.

In summary, the afternoon sun is too fierce, unsuitable for travel, so finding a cool spot to rest for a good break is fine.

As Golden Crow sets in the west and Jade Rabbit rises in the east, naturally Chen Sanzang pulls out money for Sun Wukong again, asking him to run errands and buy dinner.

After the man and the monkey finish dinner, it’s personal time for individual activities.

Usually at this time, Chen Sanzang would scout out a beautiful female demon from nearby mountains, enjoy some emperor-like singing and dancing, and casually coach some ball techniques, discussing a few million price-tag deals.

At this time, Sun Wukong would gnash his teeth not far away, full of surprise watching Chen Sanzang’s actions.

Is this really the Tathagata disciple Golden Cicada reincarnate?

Truly, while the wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha hearts remain empty!

This guy is completely unfit for a Buddhist sect, absolutely a rebellious disciple!

Sun Wukong was amazed but relaxed his guard just a bit.

Chen Sanzang’s deeds did not align with the Western Buddhist sect, calming Sun Wukong’s constant vigilance.

After reading Journey to the West, Sun Wukong knew well, Tang Sanzang was influenced by the Goddess of Mercy to put the Tightening spell on him!

Familiar with the plot, Sun Wukong wouldn’t let the Tightening spell appear on him again!

But there’s another issue that bothered the monkey, which is the scripture retrieval journey travel.

This guy, Chen Sanzang, spends only half an hour traveling each day, wasting the rest of the time completely!

Plus, even in that half an hour, they travel ridiculously slow, entirely like they’re on an outing.

At this speed, who knows how many years it would take to reach the Western Heaven Great Leiyin Temple and complete this Westward Journey tribulation!

Initially, Sun Wukong tried to persuade Chen Sanzang kindly to extend the travel time and speed things up.

But this guy just wouldn’t listen, claiming three meals a day must maintain quality and standard, cultivation shouldn’t shortchange oneself, what’s said about cultivating detachment is all nonsense, longevity is just about better enjoyment.

So, after persuading three times, the monkey also gave up on it.

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