Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 496 - : Donghuang Chaos Bell (First Update!)

“Stop hurting my brother Wukong!”

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“You dare, baldy?”

Luo Bai, Nezha, and Erlang God Yang Jian roared angrily, their figures flashing like lightning to Wukong’s side, each unleashing their ultimate moves towards the Golden Buddha Palm of Tathagata Buddha.

“Green Lotus Sword Song, Myriad Swords Unification!”

“One Hundred and Eight Sovereign Slash, Immortal-slaying Blade!”

“Crimson Flaming Dragon Rise Strike!”

In the booming sound, the trio’s usually invincible attacks seemed so fragile under the Golden Buddha Palm of Tathagata Buddha. They barely blocked the palm strike before all shattering apart, each of them grunting as they spat blood and were flung backward, while the Golden Buddha Palm continued its assault on Wukong.

“Boss!”

Dragon Cat cried out in alarm and suddenly flipped over, shielding Wukong beneath him, taking the Golden Buddha Palm of Tathagata Buddha on his back.

“Dragon Cat!”

In Wukong’s tear-filled shout, Dragon Cat cried out in pain, his face turning deathly pale, his body suddenly shrinking, falling into Wukong’s arms as the Golden Buddha Palm of Tathagata Buddha also vanished, having spent its force.

“Boss, are you, are you alright?”

Dragon Cat weakly flashed a smile at Wukong.

“I’m fine, but what about you, fool? Who asked you to block that palm for me?”

Tears welled up in Wukong’s eyes, his eyes reddening as he carefully cradled Dragon Cat in his arms, reproaching him with a pained expression.

“Boss, have you forgotten? I’m the toughest one here…”

Dragon Cat took a couple of shallow breaths, forcing a smile, “It’s just that the palm strike from that baldy Tathagata was too powerful, I don’t think I can hold on much longer…”

Dragon Cat’s eyes closed, and his breathing seemed to fade away, leaving Wukong with an immense grieve in his eyes as he howled in sorrow to the sky.

“Cough cough! Boss, I’m not dead yet!”

Dragon Cat opened his eyes, speaking somewhat helplessly.

“Dragon Cat, you’re not dead!”

Wukong’s wail halted midstream, then he slapped Dragon Cat somewhat angrily, “Then why did you close your eyes, making me think you were gone!”

“Boss, I got seriously injured, can’t I rest my eyes a bit?”

Dragon Cat managed a laugh through his tears, “Only I could survive such a hit; anyone else would have been dead for sure!”

“So how are you feeling now?”

At Dragon Cat’s words, Wukong grew tense again.

“How do I feel? My whole body hurts, and I can’t muster any strength! Boss, I need to sleep a long while to recover. I probably won’t be able to help you anymore, take care of yourself, alright! You must stay alive…”

Dragon Cat’s eyelids began to fight each other, and finally closed weakly once again, transforming into a streak of silver light that burrowed into the imitation Ruyi Qiankun Bag.

“Dragon Cat…”

The color of sorrow in Sun Wukong’s eyes subtly lessened as he glanced at Luo Bai and the other two, who had been blown away with blood at the corners of their mouth, breathing feebly. A deep intent to kill steamed up from the depths of his eyes.

“Chaos Clock, come out!”

With a low shout, an ancient large bell flew out from within him, instantly enlarging to cover the area above Sun Wukong’s head.

This Chaos Clock, since being refined, had never been used by Sun Wukong; he had almost forgotten about it. Earlier, his heart stirred with grief, which unexpectedly caused the Chaos Clock to vibrate, reminding him of the superb Innate Spiritual Treasure within him.

When Zi Lan Fairy fell, why didn’t the Chaos Clock react then? His emotions should have been even more devastated than now!

A flicker of doubt flashed across Sun Wukong’s heart, but he soon realized that it was probably because he was too grief-stricken then, his emotions pushed to the extreme, leading to demonic possession, which might be why the Chaos Clock did not respond!

Nevertheless, now that the Chaos Clock, this great weapon, had been summoned, blood must be seen! Tathagata Buddha, Ran Deng, you want my life, but I will also smash your teeth in!

High in the sky, on undisturbed clouds far away, three figures appeared; they were Yama Heavenly Son, Nether River Ancestor, and Mosquito Daoist.

“My gosh! The Donghuang Bell!”

Mosquito Daoist, seeing the ancient large bell manifesting above Sun Wukong’s head from afar, his eyes suddenly bulged in shock!

“Wukong, this kid, endlessly unveils trump cards!”

Yama Heavenly Son’s eyes shimmered with astonishment, “With Buddhist Sect entangling with this kid, there’ll be interesting times ahead!”

“Aren’t you making a move yet? This kid isn’t lightly injured!”

Nether River Ancestor frowned. They had arrived when Zi Lan Fairy shielded Sun Wukong from a fatal blow from Tathagata Buddha and fell. It was already too late to intervene.

They originally thought that after Sun Wukong was severely wounded and had caused great damage to Tathagata Buddha, he would surely die. However, he unexpectedly came back full of life, and later fought undecidably against Ran Deng Buddha. Several times they contemplated intervening but then held back, wanting to see just where Sun Wukong’s limits were or how many more trump cards this kid had.

Now, it seemed that his trump cards were indeed endless. Nether River Ancestor inwardly rejoiced, thankful that there hadn’t been any irreconcilable enmity formed between him and Sun Wukong; otherwise, his current mood would probably be like that of Tathagata Buddha, Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and Ran Deng Buddha, all wishing to eliminate Sun Wukong before he could prove the Tao and become a Saint and wreak havoc in the future.

“Wukong, this kid is indeed severely injured, but now that the Donghuang Bell has appeared, he should be able to last a while longer, no rush!”

Yama Heavenly Son shook his head, glancing towards another corner of the distant battlefield, then looked to another side, a cunning smile curling on his lips, “Moreover, since everyone else can keep their composure, why should we be so agitated?”

“Others?”

Nether River Ancestor and Mosquito Daoist followed Yama Heavenly Son’s gaze, and their pupils suddenly shrank in shock. In the corner of the battlefield hidden among the clouds, wasn’t that Demon Master Kunpeng? This old creature was also here! And observing his cultivation, he has clearly also broken through to the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm!

There was another master hidden on the right-hand side, also a Heavenly Dao Saint, but his face could not be seen clearly. How had so many Heavenly Dao Saints suddenly emerged in the Three Realms; was this some sort of Saints’ convention?

Demon Master Kunpeng had rushed to assist Sun Wukong; this, Mosquito Daoist could be sure of. However, the intentions of the other hidden Saint Realm powerhouse were unclear. Mosquito Daoist immediately divided his attention to also keep an eye on the hidden Saint Realm powerhouse, wary in case he made a move to ambush Sun Wukong.

“Donghuang Bell?”

The appearance of the Donghuang Bell equally stunned the other masters present. The ancient, weighty aura of the bell, wreathed in Chaos mist with Great Dao Talisman Seals appearing on its surface, clearly revealed to everyone the identity of the Chaos Clock – the renowned Supreme Treasure of Eastern Emperor Taiyi from the Ancient Demon Clan’s Heavenly Court, the superb Innate Spiritual Treasure Donghuang Bell!