Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven
Chapter 44 - 44 44 The True Lord's Overbearing Presence

44: Chapter 44: The True Lord’s Overbearing Presence 44: Chapter 44: The True Lord’s Overbearing Presence Sun Wukong and Immortal Master Erlang joined forces, intending to break through the Buddha’s Light.

However, the Buddha’s Light shook but did not break.

Both were startled.

Immortal Master Erlang said loudly, “May I ask which Buddha has intervened?”

No one answered; the Buddha’s Light was still vast, blocking their way.

A fierce light flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes as he took action directly.

His mana surged to an astonishing level.

On the Jingu Bang, the rosy glow was splendid, mana concentrated; he swung his cudgel down fiercely.

Even Trayastrimsa Heaven trembled as if it would shatter.

The Buddha’s Light trembled, and cracks appeared.

The owner of the Buddha’s Light clearly felt something was amiss.

The next moment, the Buddha’s Light rolled back, carrying Boxun as it fled into the distance.

Amitabha Buddha made a move, trying to block that beam of Buddha’s Light.

But a Black Nest emerged, thousands of lotuses blossomed, and auspicious mist protected every layer.

Even with Amitabha Buddha’s astonishing magical power, he was held back, watching helplessly as the Buddha’s Light whisked away Boxun, the Great Demon King.

“Master of the Black Nest.”

Sun Wukong said sharply.

He raised his cudgel to strike, but still, it was blocked.

No matter how powerful his strength to overturn seas and stir rivers, he could not break through the protective Buddha’s Light of the other side with a single blow.

“It’s you.”

Amitabha Buddha frowned deeply.

Zhu Bajie stormed in, glared at the Master of the Black Nest, and said angrily, “Old Master, why did you let my enemy escape?”

The Master of the Black Nest smiled faintly, said nothing, and the Black Nest soared into the air; he was ready to leave this place.

“Think you can leave?”

Sun Wukong said coldly, aiming to detain the Master of the Black Nest.

The Master of the Black Nest looked somewhat disdainful, sitting cross-legged atop the Black Nest.

As the Black Nest ascended, thousands of lotuses manifested, shielding the Nest as it escaped into the distance.

For a time, even Sun Wukong and Master Erlang working together seemed somewhat unable to stop him.

Zhu Bajie raised his Nine-Toothed Rake and smashed it down fiercely.

But the Nine-Toothed Rake was blocked, and the Black Nest continued to escape the area, unstoppable.

The Divine Skills of the Master of the Black Nest were not ordinary in their might.

But this time, Sun Wukong wasn’t planning to let matters rest.

“Don’t let him get away.”

A fierce light erupted in Sun Wukong’s eyes.

Immortal Master Erlang also snorted coldly and charged forward.

They were about to capture Boxun, but someone had interfered, allowing Boxun to be rescued.

Now, as the Master of the Black Nest sought to flee, there would not be such an easy way out.

Their mana surged, intertwining to form a powerful domain that confined the Master of the Black Nest within it,

The Master of the Black Nest’s expression became grave, thousands of lotuses bloomed, encircling him.

Above the Black Nest, countless vines revived, transforming into battle spears, hundreds in total, all thrusting forward.

Sun Wukong wielded the Golden Cudgel in his hand, blocking hundreds of vines, halting the Master of the Black Nest’s assault.

On the other side, Immortal Master Erlang seized the opportunity to attack.

His vertical eye between his eyebrows opened, a grand beam of light like a Heavenly Sword shot forth, striking the Black Nest.

The Black Nest shook, vines flew chaotically, and it almost disintegrated.

The Master of the Black Nest was infuriated, his face darkened.

“Fools courting death.”

The Master of the Black Nest formed the Demon-Subduing Seal, unleashing a powerful force that pressed down on Immortal Master Erlang.

“Hmph.”

Immortal Master Erlang sneered; between the two of them, who was truly the demon?

Without any hesitation, the Three-pointed Double-edged Sword stabbed forward, colliding with the Demon-Subduing Seal.

Immortal Master Erlang’s hands forcefully shook, releasing boundless magical power.

Boom.

A loud sound echoed as both were pushed back.

Between them, dazzling radiance burst forth, dimming the stars, sun, and moon.

The nearby demon people all exploded, unable to withstand the clash between top powerhouses.

“Indeed, the reputation of Pure Origin and Wonderful Dao, Immortal Master Erlang of Manifested Sanctity, is well deserved.”

Master of the Black Nest lamented.

Boom.

The power of the heaven and earth around him erupted into chaos, as Sun Wukong’s attack arrived.

Immortal light shone brilliantly from the Golden Cudgel, and with the enhancement of mana, its might reached a terrifying level.

The void itself burst under this blow, spilling forth chaos qi.

Master of the Black Nest hurriedly dodged.

Thud.

The entirety of Black Nest fractured.

Master of the Black Nest was also sent flying.

He roared angrily, “Shameless, to ambush me like this.”

Sun Wukong’s mouth twitched slightly, he too was an opponent of the Master of the Black Nest.

But, the Master of the Black Nest looked down upon him, just as he had thousands of years ago.

For some inexplicable reason, he looked down upon him.

Sun Wukong grinned, not intending to retort, and charged in again.

Master of the Black Nest formed the Fearless Lion Seal, and a majestic Golden Lion emerged, rushing forward.

The Golden Cudgel struck the Golden Lion, and Sun Wukong, too, was blocked in his tracks.

Master of the Black Nest’s mouth curved into a slight smile as he said, “I do not wish to be your enemy, stop forcing my hand.”

“Heh heh.”

Sun Wukong chuckled coldly, he and Immortal Master Erlang blocked Master of the Black Nest from the front and back.

Clearly, they had no intention of releasing Master of the Black Nest.

“Amitabha, are you really just going to watch this happen?”

Master of the Black Nest suddenly spoke out.

Amitabha Buddha’s mouth twitched, and he sighed, saying, “I beseech the Great Saint and Immortal Master Erlang to show mercy and release Black Nest.”

“Who do you think you are?

You think you can just say ‘release’ and it’s done?

Go back and chant your Amitabha Buddha.”

Immortal Master Erlang suddenly turned and scolded.

Sun Wukong grinned, enjoying this explosive temper, a quality that Old Sun liked.

Big brother was still so reliable, truly one of the people Old Sun admired.

Amitabha Buddha frowned, growing a bit angry himself.

“True Lord, are you refusing to give this monk face?”

Amitabha Buddha spoke calmly, his tone harboring a hint of unpleasantness.

Immortal Master Erlang gave him a sidelong glance and said, “What if I am?

Amitabha Buddha, I know you are strong, for you are one of the six who truly possess immortality among the Great Heavenly Venerates.

But I am acting according to the laws of heaven, and even you, Amitabha Buddha, will not come to a good end if you do not act according to these laws.”

“Brother is mighty.”

Sun Wukong gave a thumbs up.

Amitabha Buddha’s expression remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly, saying, “People only speak of Tathagata Buddha but forget about me, Amitabha Buddha, who is not weaker than Tathagata.

You revere Tathagata yet do not revere me.

Who gave you such courage?”

Buddha’s light radiated from his body, illuminating the boundless worlds.

As Amitabha Buddha spoke, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land all released their Buddha’s light, interweaving together and enveloping Sun Wukong and the others with a formidable pressure.

At the same time, a glimmer appeared on Mount Lingjiu as Lamp-Burning Ancient Buddha appeared.

Above the Great Snow Mountain, Peacock Mahamayuri Bodhisattva spread her wings and flew heavenward, bringing with her a fierce might.

From the Lapis Lazuli Pure Land, Medicine Buddha with Buddha’s light suffusing his being, arrived atop a cloud.

From the Universe of the Akashagarbha above, Vajra Indestructible Buddha also rose.

Amitabha Buddha’s gaze was neither joyful nor sorrowful, revealing no emotion, just focused on Sun Wukong and his group.

“Please release him,” he requested.

Immortal Master Erlang’s face darkened.

He sneered and asked, “And if I refuse?”

“Then I would have no choice but to be offended.”

“Haha.”

Immortal Master Erlang suddenly laughed, his body erupting with a towering fighting spirit.

“Wukong, Nezha, Tianpeng, are you willing to join me in overturning this Western Buddhist Sect?”

“Agreed.”

Sun Wukong laughed heartily, his face full of defiance.

“Whatever second brother decides to do, I’ll do.”

“Tianpeng is willing to join hands with my brothers for a battle to the death, with no regrets,” declared Zhu Bajie, his blood boiling.

Amitabha Buddha’s face was still devoid of expression, save for a slight twitch of his mouth corner, showing that he was not at peace.