In a critical moment, Song Lin emerged from seclusion, accompanied by the Demon Lord Sun Wukong, who was born from the combination of all the relics.

Sun Wukong's dharma body was now countless times stronger than before, with the Heavenly Stone and sixteen relics not only restoring him to peak form but elevating him into the True Immortal Realm.

Of course, no immortal could compare to Song Lin now.

The first impression everyone had upon seeing Song Lin was that he was nearly one with the Dao.

At first glance, he seemed unremarkable. Yet upon deeper reflection, his presence lingered profoundly, as though merged with the Dao, pervasive and all-encompassing.

He bore no overwhelming aura, nor did he radiate flashes of color, but he exuded an undeniably formidable sense of power.

At this moment, the Tathagata Divine Palm and the Hand of Cangtian were about to obliterate Kunlun Mountain.

Behind the clouds, one could faintly glimpse the dharma bodies of the Tathagata and the Jade Emperor.

Song Lin took a single step forward.

Crash!

Nine suns aligned in the sky.

Nine Tao Golden Pills manifested outwardly.

Innate Yang Qi, Destructive Black Lotus, Time-Space Dao, Innate Eight Diagrams, Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth.

Mastering each Dao caused all techniques and artifacts associated with that particular Dao to weaken considerably.

The nine Daos encompassed the vast majority of dharma techniques.

Without any grandiose displays, the moment his two hands descended, everything disintegrated instantly.

"Fellow companions, onward with me!"

Song Lin took another stride, heading toward the South Heavenly Gate.

Beside him were the Demon Lord Sun Wukong, Emperor Zhenwu, and Marshal Tianpeng.

Four formidable beings of True Immortal cultivation wielding True Immortal-grade weapons charged toward the Heavenly Court.

Behind them followed demons, monsters, humans, immortals, and ghosts. Leading them was the Emperor of Central Heaven, clad in black hair and robes, seated atop a treasure lotus, a nine-colored sun crowning his head, flanking the All Heavens Star Lords.

The multitude of beings from the Three Realms joined forces with the Emperor of Central Heaven to wage war against the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect.

"This..."

The Jade Emperor staggered back several steps, his eyes wide and filled with disbelief.

The Tathagata's solemnity had faded; with clasped hands, he seemed to sigh at his destined fate.

He couldn't help but marvel at the schemes of Lord Lao Zi and Randeng Buddha.

Though those two were no longer present, the legacies they had left behind still created substantial trouble.

"One last desperate attempt."

The Buddha clasped a bowl, while the Jade Emperor held onto a Treasure Seal, leading the Buddhas and immortals to launch an attack against the ascending crowd.

It was a fight to the death.

No respite.

Despite the peak strength of True Immortal experts, the power of Song Lin's sixteen Ancient Buddha Relics might not be sufficient to completely defeat the two.

Naturally, Song Lin didn't intend to rely solely on himself.

The nine suns suppressed their techniques.

"Bald donkey, surrender your life!!"

Sun Wukong swung his staff toward the Buddha.

The Demon Lord's dominance surged endlessly.

Emperor Zhenwu closed in wielding his Thunder Fire Sword.

Song Lin displayed his perfected Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill, coordinating from the center.

Marshal Tianpeng led the Heavenly Soldiers and Demonic Soldiers to deal with the remaining True Immortals.

Boom!

Dazzling spiritual light engulfed the Three Realms, lingering long without dissipating.

On this day, the Milky Way dimmed, and the sun and moon fell into disarray.

It took until the next day for balance to be restored.

The battle did not last long. Most participants shared a tacit understanding that resolving the conflict decisively and swiftly would prevent greater harm to the world.

To put it simply, it was an all-in wager on the cosmic battlefield.

Whether Jade Emperor or Tathagata, including Song Lin, with both his Buddha-heart and Demon-body, none of them were truly vile characters.

Within the Palace of the Polestar.

Various factions gathered together.

At this moment, the Central Heaven Ziwei Star shifted directly above the Palace of the Polestar, where a celestial array locked the palace firmly.

Inside the grand hall.

Sun Wukong sat upon the Buddha's throne, draped in the Buddha's Kasaya, his monkey fur fading to reveal a dignified, majestic visage.

This was not a return to Victory Fighting Buddha; instead, he had absorbed a portion of the Buddha's Taoist Realm and evolved into the new Buddha.

Now, endowed with the fusion of Ancient Buddha Relics and modern Buddhist Mana, Sun Wukong truly embodied the Spirit Mountain Buddha.

Among the relics Sun Wukong had absorbed was the Amitabha Buddha Relic. As Amitabha was the Pure Land's creator, Sun Wukong's authority surpassed even that of the Tathagata.

Meanwhile, Emperor Zhenwu of the Heavenly Court had undergone a similar transformation.

With Ziwei shifting to the central palace and the stars blanketing the Heavenly Court, Emperor Zhenwu's control over the Heavenly Court surpassed that of the Jade Emperor. Moreover, he was already originally a fragment of the Jade Emperor's soul, making it effortless for him to grasp the Heavenly Court's authority.

Now, the Tathagata and the Jade Emperor looked helplessly at the gathered immortal crowd.

Their subordinates had long been confined within the Qiankun Treasure Tower, awaiting judgment.

"You've won, Master Xuandu. I admit defeat; you've hidden your intentions better than anyone," the Jade Emperor conceded with a wry smile.

"Haha, the methods of the Ancient Buddha are truly extraordinary. This humble monk is impressed," Tathagata resignedly acknowledged.

"Tell us—what do you plan to do with us?"

All eyes turned to Song Lin.

Indeed, they had defeated the combined might of the Tathagata and the Jade Emperor, using the Cycle of Celestial Stars Power to lock them in place.

If they intended to eliminate them entirely, it would now be relatively easy.

"Step aside for ten thousand years. During this time, Sun Wukong and Emperor Zhenwu shall govern. In the meantime, you two shall slumber. Refuse, and this will turn into mutual destruction."

Complete annihilation remained unlikely.

Or rather, the price of such destruction was far too great—it could mean the Three Realms never recovering or irreparable damage to oneself.

And Tathagata and the Jade Emperor viewed the situation similarly.

The recent battle proved everyone's strength to one another.

A true victory wasn't possible for anyone, not without immense sacrifice.

The likeliest outcome was Song Lin eliminating the two of them, rather than the alternatives.

Even if Song Lin were killed, Tathagata and the Jade Emperor would still have to resolve their own fight.

This wasn't even the worst-case scenario; darker possibilities remained unknown.

Tathagata and Jade Emperor exchanged glances.

For them, ten thousand years wasn't too long—a mere extended period of retreat.

"What about the others? How shall they be dealt with?"

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