Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 909 - 794: The Most Brutal Battle
Chapter 909 -794: The Most Brutal Battle
Listening to the voice, it was clear that the person arriving was Ziling. Quite surprising, yet not unexpected, as Ziling and the Heavenly Patroller were always in a relationship of both rivalry and friendship. They were arch-enemies as well as friends with countless commonalities, though neither would ever admit this. After Sun Wukong announced letting everyone scatter to find the Primordial Honor, the Crimson Army was also dispersed. Ziling did not doubt Sun Wukong’s words, but after the Demon Spirit Butcher died in battle, he noticed the Heavenly Patroller and his group had disappeared. Out of caution, Heavenly Patroller did not join the others in searching for the Primordial Honor but began to search for the Heavenly Patroller and his people.
Back at the greatest canyon, Ziling had discovered the Heavenly Patroller and his group, but only discovered them, tracked them all the way, and finally found them within this canyon. Yet he didn’t immediately reveal himself, partly because he was alone and weak, and partly because he needed to send a message to the Crimson Army and others. He not only discovered the Heavenly Patroller but also found the Primordial Honor. After he had transmitted the message, he saw the Heavenly Patroller being imprisoned, as flames flew towards him.
Ziling actually didn’t understand why he would rescue the Heavenly Patroller; exposing his identity now was extremely unfavorable, very likely he would not only fail to save the Primordial Honor but would also lose his own life. Although sooner or later, the Primordial Honor would sense all of them. He tackled the Heavenly Patroller, and the imprisonment of the Seal Heavenly Stamp vanished. Heavenly Patroller was a little stunned, looking at Ziling lying beside him, his expression complex.
“Why did you save me?” Heavenly Patroller didn’t care about the Primordial Honor and instead turned his head to ask Ziling. Ziling grimaced and shook his head, saying, “I don’t know, it was a reflex of my body.” After speaking, Ziling tried to stand up, but the Heavenly Patroller found that the muscles in Ziling’s lower legs were torn. Clearly, the Twelve Layer Bouncing Seal was too strenuous for Ziling. Waiting for the muscles in his legs to recover, Ziling looked up at the Primordial Honor. The Primordial Honor was slightly surprised, looking at the two people on the ground, he suddenly felt as if he saw the Pioneer and Underworld Venerate from back then.
In those times, those two were also knocked to the ground by him. But back then, he considered them confidants, defeated them to better train them, eventually imparting the Frenzied Battle Nine Decisions to them. However, those two despicable people betrayed him. Thinking of this, anger welled within the Primordial Honor. But he still did not immediately take action, the hatred for the Pioneer and the Underworld Venerate had long seeped into his bones, not so easily eradicated. Therefore, he naturally transferred his hatred for the Pioneer and Underworld Venerate onto Ziling and the Heavenly Patroller.
“Since you two are so loyal to each other, I’ll make you kill each other. If one of you dies, don’t blame me. Blame those two despicable people, the Pioneer and Underworld Venerate.” The Primordial Honor had countless ways to kill these two, but he chose the most ruthless method, making them kill each other. If he wanted to control them, there were two methods: one was extracting their spirits and controlling their souls using the method once imparted to Tang Sanzang for transcendence.
The other was using primordial force as threads to control their flesh like puppets, their consciousness still their own. No doubt, the Primordial Honor would choose the latter method. Primordial force, a unique power following cultivation reaching the Primordial Honor, far beyond spiritual power.
The other Law Enforcers were still imprisoned by the Seal Heavenly Stamp; without external intervention, it was nearly impossible for them to break free with their own strength. Smiling cruelly, the Primordial Honor grasped towards Ziling and the Heavenly Patroller. Subsequently, countless nearly transparent primordial force threads shot out from his body, instantly penetrating the limbs and bodies of the Heavenly Patroller and Ziling. At once, the two were stunned, sensing something amiss. Their bodies were gradually slipping away from their control. It was a terrifying feeling, the consciousness clearly perceiving the existence of their bodies, thus also clearly feeling the body gradually escaping their control.
The two exchanged glances, seeing an inexplicable relief in each other’s eyes. This emotion was complex; after experiencing the Primordial Honor’s might, they knew their power alone couldn’t possibly rival him, thus death seemed inevitable; they guessed what the Primordial Honor meant, and, along with the bodies gradually losing control, they guessed what was going to happen next.
The relief in their eyes was partly about their death; dying by the other’s hand was a rather fitting end. They had known each other since before the Ancient War, studied and cultivated together, all the way until the outbreak of the Ancient War. In that protracted warfare, they saved each other’s lives countless times. But when the war was about to end, the Law Enforcers betrayed the Pioneer, and thus, the Heavenly Patroller and Ziling became mortal enemies. Yet through the endless millions of years, numerous conflicts made them forget the original hatred’s reason; especially after Ziling discovered certain secrets of the Pioneer, his hate for the Heavenly Patroller slowly dissipated.
Yet the strife never ceased; for them, dying by the other’s hand was the most fitting death. That trace of relief’s other meaning was killing the other was not done by oneself. Both were controlled by the Primordial Honor, so actually, both died by his hand. The Heavenly Patroller didn’t kill Ziling, nor did Ziling kill the Heavenly Patroller, which was the greatest relief. Under these strange emotions, the battle where their bodies were controlled didn’t bear much pain.
“Previously, we fought at least a thousand times, each having won and lost. Today, let’s duel one last time and see whether your vile body or mine is stronger.” Although the Primordial Honor controlled their bodies, he didn’t make them unable to speak; his intention was to hear their howls.
Ziling’s words made the Heavenly Patroller laugh wildly toward the sky. This life is enough.
“I’ve always been stronger than you, don’t forget, I’m the senior brother.” Ziling’s body was completely controlled by the Primordial Honor, yet Ziling was not the least bit despondent. After the Heavenly Patroller’s wild laughter, he shouted, “All Law Enforcers, if any can or do leave, remember, don’t become enemies with the Crimson Army again in the future; fighting for millions of years is enough. When there’s a chance, you escape; this battle cannot be won.”
The Heavenly Patroller’s words made the other Law Enforcers extremely excited. But unfortunately, they couldn’t break the imprisonment on themselves. If the imprisonment vanished, they’d probably explode themselves without hesitation, creating a chance for the Heavenly Patroller to survive. The feelings between Law Enforcers were definitely not weaker than those of the Crimson Army, possibly even stronger. That Spirit Controller was just a special case, someone wholly corrupted by the Primordial Honor.
The Primordial Honor sneered and then moved his divine sense; Ziling slowly stood up. “You guys want to die gloriously? You mustn’t worry, I won’t let that happen.” After speaking, the Primordial Honor beckoned towards Ziling. Ziling’s body stiffened, then moved unnaturally, and as the Primordial Honor flipped his fingers, Ziling’s body became increasingly agile, but the Heavenly Patroller remained lying on the ground, as if he had been forgotten by the Primordial Honor.
The flicking speed of the Primordial Honor’s fingers gradually slowed down, Ziling’s body also halted, and under the Primordial Honor’s control, Ziling slowly walked toward the Heavenly Patroller. There was originally little distance between them, so Ziling walked beside the Heavenly Patroller in a few steps. Randomly, Ziling raised his right foot and ferociously stomped on the Heavenly Patroller’s right wrist.
The Primordial Honor only controlled Ziling’s body, so he couldn’t deploy Ziling’s battle seal, yet still, Ziling’s fierce stomp almost broke Heavenly Patroller’s wrist. The Heavenly Patroller grimaced in pain, yet didn’t emit the slightest howl.
Slowly lifting his foot, he stomped on the slightly deformed right wrist again. This time, there was a cracking sound, and the Primordial Honor’s wrist bone was broken.
“Ah ah ah, Primordial Honor, I, Ziling, swear, if I don’t die today, I will undoubtedly dismember you a thousand times!” (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Starting Point (qidian.com) with recommendation or monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)
