Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1204: Chapter 518: Ferocious Sun Wukong, Annihilates One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!

”Demon monkey!”

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s voice boomed like a great bell, laden with boundless fury: ”To force this god to unleash his Divine Skills—consider that your one merit.”

”Today, this god will shatter your bones, then drag you back as an offering to the Heavenly Emperor!”

With that said.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s aura abruptly changed; his originally towering frame swelled again, in an instant transforming into a giant over a thousand zhang tall.

His whole body exuded a palpable sense of raw power.

Yet after successfully invoking Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth—

Every motion he made seemed half a beat slower, but carried a crushing heaviness, as though able to grind all things in the world to dust.

Once a Taiyin Golden Immortal Peak, the Divine Power pressure now radiating from him faintly reached the Da Luo Level; his body was shrouded in a dense Gold radiance—this was the very brilliance of Divine Power. With the giant axe gripped in his hand, his ferocity and danger were laid bare.

”Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth? Hahahaha.”

Looking at The Immortal of Colossal Spirit, Sun Wukong suddenly threw back his head and laughed, his laughter full of mockery: ”In front of Old Sun, you dare flaunt such petty Divine Skills!”

Watching The Immortal of Colossal Spirit press in step by step, Sun Wukong felt not the slightest trace of fear in his heart.

As for other Divine Skills, he might not have mastered many, but this Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth—within his eyes—it was no more than a trifling side path.

Because, when he left Fangcun Mountain back then, Xu Puti transmitted Divine Skills to him; what Sun Wukong cultivated was the true [Fatian Xiangdi]—that was the genuine Great Divine Ability!

This Divine Skill was exceedingly profound; in all heaven and earth, those who could grasp it were vanishingly few. Only the orthodox lineage of true Saints, and those Great Divine Ability Practitioners who listened to the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace of old, had any chance to comprehend it.

As for Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth, compared to Fatian Xiangdi, it was pathetically weak; the two were Divine Skills of entirely different tiers.

”I’ll show you what is truly called Fatian Xiangdi!”

Sun Wukong let out a thunderous shout; the True Yuan throughout his body surged madly, like a roaring ocean, wave upon wave, relentlessly battering the surrounding space.

The next instant.

Boom!

The savage aura erupting from him grew ever more intense, that aura steeped in an inborn wildness, as if ready to tear through all shackles.

The next instant!

Sun Wukong’s body began to swell at terrifying speed.

At the start, his frame already reached five hundred zhang; in the span of a single blink, it continued to soar, until he stood as a majestic giant monkey five thousand zhang tall.

He stood between heaven and earth like a towering mountain peak, supporting the sky and rooting into the ground.

At this moment.

Without even employing Divine Thought, he could take in everything within a thousand li around Huaguo Mountain. His eyes were like twin blazing suns, radiating searing light; wherever his gaze swept, nothing could hide.

This was Fatian Xiangdi.

One of the mighty Divine Skills of heaven and earth.

”This... this...”

Witnessing this scene, The Immortal of Colossal Spirit could not help but gape, the confidence in his eyes instantly drowned by terror.

His thousand-zhang body, before Sun Wukong, was like a small Witch before a Great Witch, insignificant beyond measure, utterly not of the same level of existence.

He knew full well that he had already reached the limit of Dharma Aspect, yet the Fatian Xiangdi Sun Wukong revealed seemed still far from its peak.

Fatian Xiangdi, when cultivated to true Transformation Realm, if Energy were sufficient and Strength mighty enough, could even tread upon the earth while one’s head struck the walls of heaven—that was the highest Realm of this Divine Skill.

”So-called gods—what has Old Sun ever had to fear?”

”Die for me!”

Sun Wukong’s voice rolled like cascading Heavenly Thunder, echoing through the four quarters of the Heavenly Vault, making heaven and earth themselves tremble.

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised the Jingu Bang in his hand, likewise grown to several thousand zhang in length. In his grasp, the Jingu Bang was like a pillar propping up the sky, emitting a cold metallic luster; the runes upon its shaft flickered with mysterious light, brimming with boundless, brutal force.

Sun Wukong swung it hard down toward The Immortal of Colossal Spirit.

The Jingu Bang descended with a might that could annihilate sky and earth.

The Void around the staff was instantly compressed, forming visible waves of air; wherever those waves passed, space seemed to tear apart, splitting into jagged black fissures.

This level of power had already transcended the Mortal domain.

Sun Wukong’s True Yuan poured into the Jingu Bang, driving the force of this strike to a higher plane.

Even without True Yuan’s augmentation, relying on the staff’s own might alone, it already contained a subtle meaning of the Law of Power—when a single force descends, all laws are broken.

The staff churned the Void; wherever it swept, the Void shattered like a broken Mirror, collapsing layer upon layer with a sound that chilled the heart.

The entire heaven and earth seemed shaken by this single blow; sun and moon lost their light, winds and clouds changed color.

”Fight it!”

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit clenched his teeth, a hideous expression twisting his face.

He gripped the giant axe in both hands—the axe was likewise incomparably vast, its edge flashing with cold light, as though able to sever all things under heaven.

He gathered the totality of his strength into that single swing, meeting Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang head-on, with a desperation that burned his boats behind him.

Yet.

Reality was merciless.

The disparity in Strength between the two was far too great; this contest had its outcome sealed from the very beginning.

A single deafening boom rang out.

The ferocious power bound to Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang detonated in an instant—that force was violently unrestrained, intent on obliterating all.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s giant axe, before the Jingu Bang, was like paper; it lasted only for a heartbeat before that staff smashed it to powder, the axe exploding into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

The Jingu Bang, unstoppable as a splitting bamboo, slammed down onto The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s body without hindrance.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit did not even have time to let out a scream; his colossal form, under that single strike, collapsed at once, dissolving into pure Divine Power that dispersed between heaven and earth, as though he had never existed in this world at all.