An inexplicable aura began to pervade the Shi Hou, a trace of the power of a Saint.

In the Primordial realm, besides Saints, what truly is immortal? The immortality Magic Skill that Master Puti passed to Sun Wukong only guided and activated the trait of a trace of Holy Blood within him.

One could only say that Sun Wukong was indeed favored by Heaven. After being bathed in Holy Blood, he gained some traits of a Saint. In another sense, it wasn't wrong to say Sun Wukong was a born Saint.

After all, this was the ninth existence in the Primordial realm to possess Saintly traits, truly achieving immortality.

The already gigantic Shi Hou reached out, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang swiftly enlarged and returned to his hand. Holding the staff with both hands, he struck directly at Yang Jian. Yang Jian wanted to dodge, but the attack range of Shi Hou was too vast, so he had no choice but to engage in Dharma Heaven and Earth to clash with Shi Hou.

Shi Hou had completely lost his rationality, only wanting to destroy the enemy in front of him. The trait of immortality provided him with continuous power, and his form grew larger and larger. Yang Jian, in order to withstand, also enlarged.

As the two beings fought, they grew larger, and their destructive power multiplied. Soon the Jade Emperor in the Palace of the Polestar saw the two giants battling like bulldozers in the Heavenly Court. He didn't mind at all; instead, he dispersed the dancing palace maids and watched with delight. Wasn't this more impressive than a grand dance?

He had the confidence and leisure to watch the excitement. Other Immortals were trembling with fear, afraid of being caught in the crossfire. If they died once more, their debts would never be repaid in this lifetime!

Nezha and Guanyin watched for a long time. Although Yang Jian's cultivation was high, he was being overwhelmed by the advantage Sun Wukong gained. Having vented his rage in the chaotic battle after his transformation, it was time to restore his rationality. Guanyin stood high above and began chanting scriptures.

Gentle auspicious light emanated from her, enshrouding her, making the plain-clad Guanyin appear very sacred. The auspicious light began to spread, enveloping the two monsters below.

The blood-red eyes of Shi Hou flickered with different emotions. He had heard this voice before and had listened to it for a long time.

The dark clouds in the sky transformed into Seven-Colored Auspicious Clouds with Guanyin's chanting, and the gentle voice seemed able to soothe all agitation.

Meanwhile, Nezha, acting as an amplifier, projected the Sound of the Great Dao, allowing the light of the scriptures to illuminate the entire Heavenly Realm. The injured Heavenly Soldiers had their wounds soothed, the fearful Heavenly Gods had their fears eased, and even Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad nodded approvingly in recognition of the compassion of his former junior disciple.

As the main target of the scriptures, Shi Hou gradually regained his rationality. He hailed from Master Puti, whose teachings in both Buddhism and Daoism shaped Sun Wukong's inherently good heart over the years.

The return of rationality manifested physically as the dissipating black aura and his decreasing body size. He also stopped attacking Yang Jian and retreated a few steps.

In just a few breaths, the towering creature returned to his original size. Seeing this, Yang Jian withdrew his Divine Skills too. Shi Hou, fully awake, glanced at Yang Jian in front of him. With his calm restored, he knew he had made a grave mistake. Nonetheless, he had fulfilled his long-held wish, which was to defeat the Three-Eyed!

With Sun Wukong's return to rationality, Guanyin stopped chanting.

Below, the Monkey raised his head and asked aloud at the empty sky, "What holy being is here? Since you've come, why not dare show yourself to me, the Old Sun?"

The figure resembling Old Li unveiled Nezha and Guanyin.

Sun Wukong glanced at them, focusing a bit more on Guanyin. He felt an inexplicably familiar and warm sensation despite having never seen her before.

"Who are you? Are you the Jade Emperor's hired help?"

"I am the World Venerable of the Western Spirit Mountain, the Tuo Ta Treasure Light Tathagata, invited by the Jade Emperor to subdue you."

Sun Wukong, who initially felt some goodwill towards them, immediately lost all favorable impression and brandished his staff at Nezha, saying, "You think you're worthy?"

Nezha observed the now unrestrained Sun Wukong and shook his head.

"I've heard you've repeatedly violated the Heavenly Rules without remorse. What reason do you have now to attack the Palace of the Polestar?"

"The emperor's throne rotates, today it's my family's turn. If that old Jade Emperor can hold the position, why can't I?"

Nezha: …

Why don't you go to the Zixiao Palace and bring out the Daoist Ancestor and harmonize with him? Nezha couldn't stand anyone more arrogant than himself, not even if it was a Monkey.

"What ability do you have to dare usurp the position of the Jade Emperor?"

Having brought down Yang Jian, Sun Wukong felt that there were no more formidable opponents left in the Heaven Palace and boasted boldly, "I, the Old Sun, master the Seventy-two Transformations, my body is Vajra and immortal, not to mention I can somersault 108,000 miles. Is that enough qualification?"

To be honest, Sun Wukong's abilities are indeed remarkable, especially his trait of immortality, which makes most Magical Treasures ineffective against him. Even traditional Immortals of higher cultivation would find it tough getting close to him when wielding his rod. Nonetheless, that's still not sufficient.

If that was all he was satisfied with, it wouldn't live up to Master Puti's meticulous training.

"You're so confident in your abilities; how about we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

Nezha extended his palm and said, "Since you are so confident in your speed, if you can leave my palm, you naturally win. If you can't, then return and cultivate for a few kalpas before seeking the Immortal Class again."

Sun Wukong looked at the Tathagata's palm and felt insulted.

"And if I win?"

"Naturally, I will yield the position of Jade Emperor to you and have His Majesty reside in the West."

Sun Wukong, not believing he could lose, agreed resolutely. He even threatened, fearing the Tathagata might go back on his word, "If you lose and don't keep your promise, I'll beat up even your..."

He glanced at Guanyin nearby and changed his tone: "Even you are included!"

Nezha: …

Sun Wukong jumped onto Nezha's palm, then set off on his Somersault Cloud, flying at great speed but without realizing the space around him was rapidly shrinking.

Nezha watched the somersaulting Sun Wukong with amusement. This is the cost of not cultivating the Great Dao and only practicing Divine Skills. The Shi Hou's experience is still too shallow. Nezha didn't even need to employ a Handheld Buddha Country. Merely creating an infinitely looping closed space barrier in his palm was enough. If Sun Wukong couldn't break this space loop, he would never escape Nezha's palm.

Sun Wukong flew about in the space loop for some time, convinced he had traveled far enough. Since Nezha didn't intend on letting the Monkey urinate on his hand, unlike the original Tathagata who showed off by revealing a finger, the Monkey instead planted a Great Sage Equalling Heaven flag as his marker, then returned the way he came.

"Old man, I won; your palm couldn't trap me at all!"

Nezha, playing the role of Old Li, squinted and said, "Then glance at what's behind you?"

Sun Wukong turned and saw the flag made of his own Monkey hair. To verify it, he picked it up and confirmed it was indeed his own hair.

"You, you cheated; I, the Old Sun, don't believe it. You definitely cheated!"

Nezha smiled and nodded. He never holds grudges because he generally avenges them on the spot. The threat Sun Wukong made could not go unanswered.

The Monkey, realizing something was wrong, rose to fly away. Nezha's palm suddenly flipped, and the true Tathagata Divine Palm arrived. Isn't the hand of the Great Strength Venerate King the Tathagata Divine Palm?

Golden light extended from his hand, completely enveloping Sun Wukong, and a powerful gravitational force immobilized him in the act of leaving. Despite harnessing all his mana, he was unable to move.

"Tathagata, you cheat; I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!"

Nezha didn't pay it any mind. He pressed down and directly subdued him. His hand penetrated layer upon layer of the Heaven Palace's space, ultimately falling to the Primordial realm, boom!

After the tremor and quaking, a new mountain, Five-finger Mountain, stood in the Primordial realm.

"Tathagata, release me! Let's fight three hundred more rounds; I'm not convinced!"

Nezha ignored Sun Wukong and threw the Six Character Mantra amnesty decree prepared long ago by Bodhi Ancestor onto Five-finger Mountain. This was specifically to wear down Sun Wukong's demonic nature.

As for Sun Wukong's challenge, until he could fully control his power, he had no qualification to face him.

Guanyin watched the entire scene in silence. Although she knew it was all for Sun Wukong's own good, she still felt some reluctance.

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