Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 912 - 797: Ziling’s Explosion
Chapter 912 -797: Ziling’s Explosion
Ziling still somewhat didn’t understand, the power of the Heavenly Patroller’s Primordial Honorable’s Skeleton was far greater than he had imagined, enough to contend with the Primordial Honor head-on. So he didn’t express confusion at the expression of the Judge and the others. “The enhancement of the patrolling skeleton is time-limited, his body can’t withstand the full force of that skeleton. He’s not trying to eliminate the Primordial Honor, but buying time for you.” Ziling had known before that the Heavenly Patroller had a very powerful bone, but he didn’t know it was a complete Primordial Honorable’s Skeleton.
The Judge didn’t explain any further, knowing the Heavenly Patroller didn’t have much time left. If delayed any longer, it might be too late to enhance Ziling before the Heavenly Patroller’s time ran out, and all arrangements would be in vain. Ziling wanted to say something but was unable to speak. The Judge, who had placed his hand on Ziling’s shoulder, suddenly exerted force, and then Ziling felt a peculiar power entering his body through his shoulder. This power was somewhat familiar yet more of a stranger to him. It was familiar because he too had touched the Spirit Realm.
Under the infusion of the Judge’s power, Ziling felt an unprecedented clarity, as if the entire world had become transparent in his eyes. Subsequently, the Punisher, the Weapon Dancer, and others approached, each placing a hand on Ziling’s back. Only the Source Domain Holder stood in front of Ziling, extending a thumb and pressing it on Ziling’s forehead. Among the seven remaining Law Enforcers, the Source Domain Holder’s body wasn’t the Elixir Spirit Pill, his original body Elixir Spirit Pill had been consumed by Sun Wukong. Now the Source Domain Holder’s body was transformed from the original Domain Bead, so what he had to do was transfer his power to Ziling.
With the infusion of power from seven people, Ziling began to experience a sensation never had before, a feeling as though he could control the entire universe. However, Ziling knew very well in his heart, this wasn’t real, even if he received all their power, he would still fall short of the Primordial Honor’s Realm, but it was infinitely close.
The battle between the Heavenly Patroller and the Primordial Honor was extremely fierce, Ziling was receiving the power of the seven Law Enforcers, while Sun Wukong was sprinting wildly towards this place. He had thought it was too late for anything, but seeing the Heavenly Patroller fearlessly counterattack the Primordial Honor, and the rest of the Law Enforcers infusing their power into Ziling, made Sun Wukong feel sorrow for his own thoughts. He actually felt fear, fear of the Primordial Honor’s strength. Facing the Primordial Honor, both the Heavenly Patroller and Ziling chose to stand in opposition. When did he, himself, lose that courage?
In this mindset, Sun Wukong erupted with the greatest speed achievable. Most frustrating for Sun Wukong was that his Heaven and Earth Fire Eyes, perhaps from too frequent usage, suddenly couldn’t be activated anymore. Unable to summon the Heaven and Earth Fire Eyes, he couldn’t observe the Primordial Honor’s side, causing a foreboding sensation in his heart. He was terribly afraid of arriving only to find the corpses of Ziling and the others; he really did not want any more deaths.
However, the chasm where Sun Wukong dwelled was at least half a incense stick’s time away from the other chasm—at the quickest. With nothing seemingly effective to do but pray in his heart, there wasn’t much else Sun Wukong could do. Tang Sanzang and the others noticed Sun Wukong’s anxiety, thus they too exerted all their strength to keep up with Sun Wukong, but Xi Zhao, for some reason, disappeared once again.
Back in the canyon, as the battle between the Heavenly Patroller and Primordial Honor went on, the Heavenly Patroller gradually began to fall into a disadvantaged position as time passed. His body was torn in many places, exposing white bones in some. This state was caused by his physique being unable to withstand the power of the skeleton. Such a condition could last at most, the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.
Moreover, the bone armor on the Heavenly Patroller was almost completely shattered by the Primordial Honor. After all, they were only his bones, hard but insufficient against Primordial Honor’s onslaught. Previously, even Ziling could crush them underfoot, let alone the Primordial Honor. If not for the Primordial Honor’s concern that overly powerful attacks might harm his skeleton, the Heavenly Patroller wouldn’t have lasted this long. His flesh, known as the Demon Spirit Butcher, had been totally annihilated. Now, the skeleton within the Heavenly Patroller was his last hope.
It’s important to note that the year the Primordial Honor used physical strength to breach the cosmic barriers, allowing the soul to enter this universe, caused a separation of his soul and body. When he first encountered the Demon Spirit Butcher, he thought it to be a part of his flesh. But he realized now, the Demon Spirit Butcher was all of his flesh. These were two completely different concepts.
Previously, he believed that breaching cosmic barriers with physical strength led to mutilation of his body, not too significant an impact, allowing him to eventually use the Demon Spirit Butcher to seize the little monkey. But knowing the Demon Spirit Butcher was all of his flesh, he would not have done so.
Otherwise, with the skeleton integrated into the Demon Spirit Butcher, his body could have been whole. Thus, in battling the Heavenly Patroller, the Primordial Honor was extremely cautious. Even so, as time passed, the Heavenly Patroller’s body grew wearier, and controlling the skeleton became increasingly difficult. Stealing a glance back, the Heavenly Patroller saw chaos light illuminating behind Ziling, easing his breath slightly.
Ziling, being a body cultivator, had always relied on cultivating the body to increase his cultivation, resulting in a robust physique. This was precisely why he could withstand the power infusion of the Judge and the rest. Someone else would have been overwhelmed to bursting. Furthermore, the Judge and others did not choose to incarnate into Elixir Spirit Pills for Ziling to consume, not because they feared death, but such an action would definitely lead to Ziling’s demise. They opted for a more harmonious method, merely infusing the spirit and spiritual power, along with the unique power of an Elixir Spirit Pill, into Ziling’s body.
Thus, when the seven Judges retracted their hands, all seven appeared with heads full of white hair, looking very aged and frail.
Ziling appeared unchanged on the surface; even his aura showed no difference at all. However, his gaze transformed—it was an incredibly determined look. Rising slowly, Ziling turned and bowed deeply before the now weak, barely standing individuals. Then he turned to face the Primordial Honor and the Heavenly Patroller. At this point, the Heavenly Patroller’s body was bloodied and mangled everywhere, his whole form turning into a blood figure. His physical body was on the verge of collapse, within a tea’s time, it would completely shatter.
Ziling didn’t utter any further words, expressionless, he calmly walked towards the Primordial Honor and the Heavenly Patroller. Though his pace wasn’t fast, with each step he teleported forward in spurts, and within two or three steps, he reached the front of the Primordial Honor and the Heavenly Patroller. At that moment, the Heavenly Patroller had just used both arms to fend off a blow from the Primordial Honor, seeing a hand blade from the Primordial Honor about to carve another chunk of his flesh.
At this point, Ziling took another step, appearing instantly between the Primordial Honor and the Heavenly Patroller, raising a hand to block the Primordial Honor’s blade. Then, with gentle power, he sent the Heavenly Patroller flying far away. “Patroller, leave it to me now.” Finishing his words, Ziling grabbed the Primordial Honor’s wrist and shouted, “Strong Seal, Sixteenth Layer.” Before the words fell, a formation map that was indescribably complex appeared at Ziling’s right shoulder, and then he crashed into the Primordial Honor’s chest through that map with his shoulder.
The Sixteenth Layer battle seal, a formidable power Ziling had never utilized before, was once unimaginable with his past cultivation. Yet now, Ziling didn’t find it overly difficult to use. The Sixteenth Layer Strong Seal sent the Primordial Honor crashing backwards, and while airborne, Ziling shouted again, “Bouncing Seal, Sixteenth Layer.” Instantly bursting forth at unimaginable speed.
Under the Bouncing Seal, Ziling’s speed greatly outpaced the Primordial Honor. As the Primordial Honor flew halfway, Ziling had already overtaken him by far. As he was about to collide with a mountain summit, Ziling performed a mid-air 180-degree turn, crouching on the knife-like sheer cliff. Simultaneously, another formation map emerged beneath his feet, and with the eruption of the Eighteenth Layer Bouncing Seal, Ziling’s speed surged anew.
In a blink, he stood ahead of the still backward-flying Primordial Honor,
“Strong Seal, Twentieth Layer, Annihilation Fist.”
With no flair, a punch smashed directly onto the back of the Primordial Honor.
“I said, as long as I live, I’ll chop you into pieces!” (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to vote with recommendation or monthly tickets on Starting Point (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)
