"Boom!" A terrifying impact shook the ground.
In the mountains, Daji almost fell. She turned to look at the spiritual mountain.
"Will something happen to the king?"
Daji asked.
"He won't."
Zhen Yuan Daisen looked at the spiritual mountain. "He won't lose here."
Although he said that, Zhen Yuan Daisen's expression was very solemn.
The lotus seat pressed down on Monkey King and landed on the ground.
After the intense smoke, a pillar of light stood under the lotus seat.
The atmosphere on the spiritual mountain suddenly became tense. The arhats stared at Monkey King who was under the lotus seat. He gritted his teeth and a stream of blood flowed out of his mouth.
Just as the suppression was about to be completed, the lotus seat was blocked by the Jingu Bang.
"Clang, clang …"
The lotus seat continued to press down, but it couldn't move an inch.
"Increase your magic power!"
The Ancestral Buddha's expression changed. Resplendent light flew out from the Buddha's hands and gathered on the lotus seat, wanting to press down on Monkey King again.
The Monkey King opened his mouth and inhaled. Wind and lightning surged in the sky. Flames spewed out from his body and endless power was instilled into the Jingu Bang.
"Go up!"
The Jingu Bang's sharpness soared into the sky, and its aura surged like a storm.
It collided with the lotus seat, and a deafening boom rang out.
The lotus seat began to rise slowly, and the scene was shocking.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
"Monkey King is so powerful."
Bodhisattva Lingji muttered to himself.
Such power was unique in the world.
If the Ancestral Buddha didn't use the power of the Buddhas, he might not be able to suppress him at all.
However, there were no ifs in this world.
"Increase!"
The Ancestral Buddha ordered, and the Buddhas cast their spells in unison. Sanskrit kept pouring into the lotus seat, making it bigger and heavier.
Its rising momentum stopped, and it pressed down on Monkey King again.
Under the immense pressure, the ground below the Monkey King began to burn and turn black.
However, Sun Wukong managed to resist the pressure halfway.
He held the Jingu Bang and became one with it. Golden light bloomed around him, and the radiance was dazzling.
"How many divine powers does this Monkey King have!?"
The Ten Thousand Buddhas were shocked.
Before they could do anything else, the Monkey King's back glowed with light and turned into a halo. The appearances of humans, demons, and all kinds of living beings appeared in the halo.
"Great King!"
"Great Sage!"
"Heavenly Thearch!"
One, two … Countless voices rang in the Monkey King's ears and turned into his strength.
"Boom!" The lotus pressed down once again, crashing into the Monkey King's body.
Pfff!
The Monkey King coughed out a mouthful of blood.
A woman appeared behind him, raising her hands to form a lotus seat.
"It's her …"
The Buddha's heart trembled with fear.
This woman was not simple. She was the hope of all living beings.
The Monkey King's body ignited with blazing flames, and he stood in the center like a god.
He waved the Jingu Bang and struck the lotus seat like a bolt of lightning.
The two collided violently, producing a deafening clang.
A shockwave came from the bottom of the lotus. It was a power that was hard for outsiders to imagine. It shook the ten thousand buddhas so much that they vomited blood and almost fell out of the golden lotus.
"How could it be so terrifying!?"
They looked at the Monkey King in shock.
Even after paying such a huge price, the ten thousand buddhas still couldn't suppress him. This Monkey King was indeed the number one person in the three realms!
The title of Heavenly Thearch was truly well-deserved!
The Buddhist Ancestor looked at this scene with a stern gaze.
"Suppress him again!"
The Buddhist Ancestor said.
However, the woman suddenly flew into the Monkey King's body.
A rune flashed on the Monkey King's forehead, and the Monkey King's entire body burned like a fireball.
He leaped up, bringing with him the towering flames as he charged towards the lotus seat.
"Explode!"
A crack appeared on the huge lotus seat, and endless flames gushed out.
A golden light pierced through it.
The blazing light blossomed in the sky. At this moment, it seemed to become eternal.
Daji stared at the blossoming flower in the sky in a daze.
"Is that the Great King's light?"
"That's my A Worthy Younger Brother."
Zhen Yuan Daisen revealed a smile and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.
The North Star Emperor and Qing Hua were overjoyed when they saw this.
"Heavenly Thearch!"
The North Star Emperor's blood boiled.
This was the Heavenly Thearch.
Shouldering the will of all living beings, he was invincible.
The Monkey King was undefeatable because no living being wished for him to fail.
The North Star Emperor stared at the Monkey King charging out of the lotus seat.
How powerful was this? How beautiful was this figure?
"Monkey King!"
The Buddhist Ancestor was unwilling to let his previous efforts go to waste. The golden lotuses in the sky rumbled and burned.
More than half of the undying lotuses were gone in an instant.
"Nine Levels of Lotus Seat!"
The Buddhist Ancestor poured all of his essence, energy, and spirit into it, creating the illusory image of nine lotus seats in the sky.
"Quick, help the Buddhist Ancestor!"
Seeing this, the ten thousand buddhas hurriedly used their arts, pouring their energy into the lotus seats without holding back.
The nine lotus seats were instantly formed, and an endless amount of magic power was poured into them. Layer by layer, they descended and pressed down on the Monkey King.
The Monkey King's flying posture didn't change. His body combined with the Golden-Banded Staff, piercing through the heavens and earth with unstoppable might!
One lotus seat after another split open in the sky, and iridescent light blossomed.
The lotus seats all collapsed.
The Spirit Mountain that had stood for tens of millions of years was struck by the falling lotus seats, and the palaces and palaces all disappeared within the flames.
"Spirit Mountain!"
The Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the sky were in an uproar.
The Monkey King had already pierced through the eighth lotus seat.
Boom boom boom!
Just as he was about to pierce through the final lotus seat, there was suddenly a burst of light in the sky. The illusory image of the Buddhist Ancestor appeared on the lotus seat, holy and dazzling like a scorching sun.
"We can't wait any longer."
His voice sounded.
"I'll help you pull it out."
The World Lord's voice sounded at the same time.
Before the Monkey King could even react, seven peculiar streaks of light suddenly appeared and struck his body, causing blood to splatter through the air.
His attacks were suddenly cut off.
"What?"
Emperor North Star Emperor and Emperor Qing Hua were shocked as they looked on as the Monkey King was crushed by the final lotus seat and plummeted toward the ground.
How could this be!
"What's going on?"
Emperor North Star Emperor asked in an urgent voice.
"The Heavenly Dao."
Emperor Qing Hua's expression was ashen. "Your Majesty's consciousness has left your body, and your connection with the Heavenly Dao of Ten Thousand Spirit has been severed."
In the sky, the golden lotuses beneath the spiritual Buddhas had all disappeared.
Those were the clones of the Buddhist Ancestor. Its disappearance represented the Buddhist Ancestor's unwise decision, and his true spirit was no longer here.
They heaved a sigh before rising to their feet and bowing toward the World Lord.
"Thank you, World Lord."
They looked toward the World Lord, only to find that the seven relics had already disappeared, and the World Lord had reverted to the appearance of a young monk.
"I've used the relics to suppress the Monkey King's physical body while the Buddhist Ancestor and his consciousness are battling in the void."
The World Lord said, "This is just a delaying move. You must be careful."
After searching for a long time, they finally discovered that the Monkey King's weakness was his consciousness.
As long as his consciousness was separated from the Heavenly Dao, his power would be greatly reduced.
However, this was an unwise decision. It was unknown whether the Buddhist Ancestor could defeat the Monkey King with his true spirit.
"How troublesome."
The World Lord looked toward the Monkey King. The unconscious figure was plummeting downward with his eyes closed, and his fur was burning like flames.
His hand had already loosened, and the Golden-Banded Staff had fallen to the ground.
It flashed with light and sped forward in an attempt to save the Monkey King, but it was unable to shatter the lotus seat.
With a loud bang, Sun Wukong was pressed under the lotus seat.