Chapter One Hundred and Four: The Heaven-Reaching Demon-Suppressing Pagoda “Old Man Tongtian, I’ll fight you to the death!” The Monkey could not bear the ongoing situation any longer. With a great roar, his three-headed, six-armed body shook once more, and a golden figure stepped out from within him… It was a Golden Buddha possessing eighteen heads and twenty-four arms, tightly grasping an Yingluo, a parasol, a Vajra Pestle, a demon-slaying sword, and twenty-four other weapons—this was precisely the Dharma Body of the Victorious Fighting Buddha… As soon as the Victorious Fighting Buddha manifested, he brandished his twenty-four arms and weapons, simultaneously deflecting the incoming mountains, waves, lightning, and flames, while charging toward Tongtian… Meanwhile, the Monkey’s true body darted toward Tongtian with incredible speed.

With the aid of the Victorious Fighting Buddha, the pressure on him greatly reduced, allowing him to reach Tongtian’s front directly. He raised his Golden Cudgel and brought it down upon Tongtian.

The smile on Tongtian’s face froze, but his Green Ping Sword met the blow head-on. With another massive clang, both figures were violently thrown backward again… However, just as Tongtian flew several thousand zhang, he suddenly sensed a crisis behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a lean Daoist, with a pointed snout and monkey-like features, a pale face, and clad in a gray Daoist robe, appearing behind him, holding a whisk in hand… “This poor Daoist, Daoist Wukong, greets fellow Daoist…” The Daoist smiled slightly at Tongtian and swept his whisk directly toward Tongtian’s waist. Tongtian was caught off guard and struck, feeling a burning pain course through his body.

“You wretched monkey! When did you manage to cultivate this Daoist Dharma Body?” Tongtian was slightly enraged.

He knew the Monkey was an arrogant demon who had achieved the Dharma Body of the Victorious Fighting Buddha, but he never expected him to conjure a Daoist manifestation—Daoist Wukong. Being struck by a whisk unexpectedly, though it didn't damage his core foundation, was utterly humiliating for the supreme Sect Leader… Just as he was about to unleash his divine abilities, the demonic monkey—Sun Wukong, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and Daoist Wukong—all lunged simultaneously, unleashing a flurry of chaotic strikes upon him.

Every attack possessed world-destroying power. Tongtian, whose strength lay primarily in divine techniques, could not withstand such a barrage.

In moments, his Daoist robe was tattered, and large swathes of his body were covered in wounds. Witnessing Sect Leader Tongtian beaten into such a sorry state by the Monkey filled Liang Xiaoke and the others with both shock and anger.

Anger, naturally, stemmed from their master being humiliated; shock arose from the Monkey’s astonishing cultivation level. Especially Liang Xiaoke, who clearly remembered that the Monkey was nowhere near the caliber of someone like Tongtian back then.

Yet now, even without becoming the Chess Player, his combat power could injure Tongtian and the others. It seemed the claim that he possessed the potential to become the Chess Player was no idle boast… However, despite their shock and rage, the onlookers absorbed profound insights from the battle between Tongtian and the Monkey.

Having the opportunity to witness combat at this level was rare for anyone. In the Primordial Era, merely hearing Tongtian preach was a magnificent opportunity; witnessing him demonstrate his power in person was even more so.

Unconsciously, the cultivation of everyone present began to soar… Ye Jingyu watched the battle intently. Tongtian’s power was within his expectations, but the Monkey’s strength was rather surprising.

He had initially assumed the Monkey’s power was comparable to his own, but now he saw the gap was not negligible. He realized he truly needed to become stronger; even having mastered the Chaos Body did not render him invincible.

Seeing the numerous wounds inflicted upon him, Tongtian finally became truly incensed. Even when he fought the Four Great Sect Leaders alone in the past, resulting in a major defeat, he had never felt this wretched.

“Monkey, let me show you my true power!” Tongtian coldly snorted, slapped the back of his head, and another figure emerged from within him. It was an aged Daoist with white hair.

As soon as he appeared, he bowed respectfully to Tongtian. “This poor Daoist, Daoist Taiqing, greets fellow Daoist!” Before his words even faded, he had condensed a staff in his hand and charged toward the Victorious Fighting Buddha… Immediately following, with another clap, another stern-faced Daoist stepped out of Tongtian’s body, bowing gently to Tongtian.

“This poor Daoist, Daoist Yuqing, greets fellow Daoist!” As soon as his words were spoken, he held a jade-like Three Treasures Scepter and moved toward Daoist Wukong. Finally, with one last clap, a Daoist with a clean-cut appearance emerged from within him, holding a treasured sword… “This poor Daoist, Daoist Shangqing, greets fellow Daoist…” Holding that immortal sword in hand, he intercepted the Monkey King who was battling Tongtian… Seeing this sight, everyone’s eyes widened in astonishment.

This was the legendary manifestation of One Qi Transforming into the Three Pure Ones, and each Daoist possessed the full cultivation of Tongtian… The Three Pure Ones immediately held back the assaults of Daoist Wukong, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and the Monkey King. Meanwhile, Sect Leader Tongtian’s true body ascended, rapidly making gestures in the void.

Although the manifested Three Pure Ones shared his cultivation, they could not last long. He needed to suppress this untamable Monkey in the shortest possible time.

Flashes of lightning shot from the void like dragons, columns of fire surged heavenward as if to ignite the entire world, and sprays of water scattered everywhere, seemingly attempting to extinguish the sea of fire… The void began to emit a strange, strained sound, as if something was being pulled apart… Ye Jingyu felt as if all the power in this world was being drawn, emptied, and consumed by Tongtian. What was he attempting?

What ultimate grand divine ability was this? Sensing the ever-increasing pressure descending from above, the Monkey knew things were unfavorable.

Whether it was the Victorious Fighting Buddha, the Monkey King, or Daoist Wukong, they were all desperately trying to overwhelm the Daoists before them. However, the cultivation levels of these manifestations were too formidable, effectively neutralizing the Monkey’s furious onslaught… “Monkey, taste this!

The Heaven-Reaching Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, go!” Sect Leader Tongtian roared. He suddenly pointed a finger toward the embattled Monkey and his manifestations.

Immediately, the lightning and sparks vanished, and a massive shadow appeared in the sky—the shadow of a colossal pagoda. This pagoda shadow grew clearer and more defined until it transformed into a genuine, towering giant pagoda, which plummeted toward the Monkey with crushing force… (Brothers, sisters, all stars!

Today is the last day. We are only nine hundred Gold Bricks away from breaking thirty thousand!

Let’s strive together so there are no regrets! I’m going to sleep now; I still have three chapters coming tomorrow!)