Sun Wukong launched an attack with his staff.

Jingu Bang let out a light hum, bursting with light that shot up to the sky, bearing down on the White Robed Venerate.

Seeing this, the White Robed Venerate reached out with a large hand, twisted the space, and pulled a bowl out of the void.

The bowl remained undamaged, dazzling and eye-catching, emitting ten thousand beams of Auspicious Light as it collided with Jingu Bang.

With a loud "boom," flames shot into the sky, engulfing the battlefield.

"Indeed, he's not simple!"

Wukong thought to himself as the face of the White Robed Venerate remained unchanged even after taking a hit from Jingu Bang.

Holding the bowl with one hand, he pressed forward, its light fierce, numbing both of Wukong's hands.

"So hard."

Wukong withdrew his staff and swung again, the void trembled, and a huge column of fire brought Chaos crashing down.

The White Robed Venerate withstood the brunt, the bowl solid as a mountain, bursting forth like a golden shield.

He shouted loudly, as the bowl thundered, clashing against Jingu Bang as if a golden sun was knocking it away!

"What!"

Wukong was startled.

The strength of the White Robed Venerate was several times stronger than that of Emperor Yao, his Divine Power bursting forth like a surging Vast Ocean, he took the initiative to attack, the bowl and Jingu Bang collided, Chaos shook violently, like a tsunami shaking the heavens.

Endless Heavenly Dao's order raged within the bowl, Divine Radiance scattered in all directions, pounding downwards in unison.

Wukong's complexion drastically changed; he was actually being overpowered!

"This is my true strength."

The White Robed Venerate attacked with full force, Divine Light shining tens of thousands of feet, each attack heavy like mountains, causing Wukong's arms to ache with soreness.

This was the first time Wukong had encountered a physically stronger adversary.

"I cannot rely solely on brute force!"

Wukong had a flash of insight, and a thousand beams of gold light flew out from him.

Each beam of gold light was one of his incarnations; the sky suddenly filled with Wukongs, dense and numerous, attacking the White Robed Venerate.

"Incarnations?"

The White Robed Venerate laughed as he transformed into a Golden Divine Furnace, shooting out beams of rainbow light from the top of his head.

The rainbow light flooded towards the incarnations of Wukong like a meteor shower; the chanting of myriad Buddhas thundered, overwhelming in momentum, each ray of rainbow light was another White Robed Venerate.

On the Brahma Void Battlefield, countless firelights suddenly exploded, as if thousands of meteors were crashing, the sky filled with dazzling lights that cast the faces of several distant figures in a golden hue.

The flames of war raged ferociously.

In the distance, a chill ran up their spines.

"What terrifying power."

"Whether it's that White Robed Venerate or Sun Wukong, they're both far stronger than us!"

"Who will ultimately triumph?"

The aura from this battle was so formidable it struck fear in them.

They watched for a long time before they could make out the situation.

"The strength of the White Robed Venerate seems a bit stronger."

"His physical body is so powerful, not afraid of getting damaged by using it like this?"

"If he pushes Sun Wukong to the limit, it's all to his advantage and no harm."

Someone let out a sigh.

"It's only a matter of time before Sun Wukong becomes the War God."

On the battlefield, the White Robed Venerate went all out right from the start, holding nothing back.

Because he knew that Sun Wukong had reached his limit.

"If I don't push him now, all previous efforts will be wasted!"

Thinking this, the White Robed Venerate, transformed, swung the bowl, thousands of meteors tearing through space, smashing towards Sun Wukong!

Amidst the Chaos, the flames of war burned, and Sun Wukong, amidst a sky full of assaults, had his arms go numb, his vision seemed to catch fire.

"You're more like you're made of stone."

Wukong laughed loudly.

From birth until now, in terms of physical strength, he had never lost to anyone, but the White Robed Venerate was even better.

This gave Sun Wukong quite a shock.

"Do you feel disappointed?"

Amidst his attacks, the White Robed Venerate said, "I have been through a hundred cycles of Reincarnation, my body shaped by the Tao, how could I be inferior to a mere Immortal Stone?"

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom"

The collision between the bowl and the Jingu Bang resounded through the Chaos. In the hands of the White Robed Venerate, the bowl radiated divine light in all directions, its powerful and forceful presence vastly different from before.

As the bowl struck against Jingu Bang, it caused the Jingu Bang to tremble as well.

"Don't be afraid!"

Sun Wukong felt agonizing pain throughout his body, sensing immense pressure.

This was the strongest enemy he had faced, and the strongest magic artifact.

Yet, he was not afraid; instead, a surge of battle intent ignited within him.

This battle intent was transmitted to the Jingu Bang, stopping its shaking, the flames on it almost boiling over.

"Good, that's what I call a great companion!"

Sun Wukong's eyes shot out flames, transforming the space into a sea of fire.

"That's the way to do it!"

He swung the Jingu Bang, channeling all his fighting spirit into the staff.

In the midst of blazing crimson flames, every strike of the Jingu Bang burst forth with mystical seals, penetrating heaven and earth, clashing with the bowl.

"War God Seal!"

The White Robed Venerate observed.

In the fierce battle, Sun Wukong's flames soared skyward, his hair began to glow, and the sound of a heartbeat emanated from his body, echoing between heaven and earth.

"He is transcending, he is becoming a War God!"

The White Robed Venerate thought to himself.

Endless life force radiated from Sun Wukong, undergoing a metamorphosis amidst the battle, a powerful aura surging forth, on the brink of a complete transformation.

"Let me give you another push!"

Enveloped by the Buddha Light, the White Robed Venerate raised the bowl skywards, shooting out ten thousand beams of divine radiance at Sun Wukong, instantly submerging him, blinding the battlefield.

"Not enough!"

At the same time, the White Robed Venerate stretched out a hand, Chaos thundering as it tore open a fissure, drawing out boundless energy, which materialized into a Golden Dragon cast from gold.

"What sort of move is that!"

Several figures miles away exclaimed in shock.

Having lived in the Chaos for a million years, they had never seen anyone who could appeal to the void for energy.

The dragon, composed of surging energy, emitted a terrifying aura, the space around it distorting, sending chills to one's soul.

"Devour him!"

The White Robed Venerate shouted, and the Golden Dragon, with its dreadful fluctuations, swooped down, piercing through Sun Wukong from above, an incomparable aura immediately enveloping and devouring him.

A massive surge swept across the Brahma Void Heavenly Court. The battlefield shook violently, space cracked with a snap, revealing swirling vortexes, as though they sought to consume all souls in the world!

Monks at the edge of the battlefield ran even further in panic.

Daji had also flown a thousand miles away, watching the battlefield with a tense face.

"Great King, you must hold on!"

She had never seen Sun Wukong be defeated, but witnessing the White Robed Venerate's power, she was still deeply anxious.

The Chaos Battlefield was shrouded in the terrifying aura of the White Robed Venerate, the divine radiance like a boiling vast ocean, engulfing Sun Wukong.

Within a thousand miles, a mysterious force pulsated, turning any being that touched it into dust.

"He is undergoing a transformation."

The White Robed Venerate looked down upon the sea of divine radiance.

That vast ocean was vast like the sea, with an increasing volume of sound emanating.

"Thump," "Thump," "Thump"...

That was the heartbeat of Sun Wukong.

The White Robed Venerate knew in his heart, a Chaos God was about to awaken before him.

However, at that moment, the White Robed Venerate noticed a pebble on his neck had vanished.

"Huh?"

He slightly furrowed his brow.

The Buddha ran away?

When did that happen?

Was it during the battle just now?

The White Robed Venerate's thoughts flashed past, then he refocused his attention on the divine radiance.

The Buddha had fled, but it was of little importance—compared to Sun Wukong, he mattered little.

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