Chapter 1072: Chapter 327: The Great Battle
The Eastern King made a move, only to be surrounded by three Supremes.
They were the two great Marshals under Emperor Jun and a capable subordinate of the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, Lord of the Clouds.
The First Marshal was Ji Meng.
The Second Marshal was Gui Che.
The last one was the great god under the Eastern Emperor, Lord of the Clouds.
The three mighty figures attacked together; even in the face of the Heavenly Emperor, they dared to fight.
With the strength of the Eastern King, they managed to block him, resulting in a fierce and complicated battle.
The aura unleashed by Zhunti was even more astonishing.
In the Supreme Realm, Zhunti had advanced far.
At this moment, he single-handedly blocked a Supreme from the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi’s side, fighting fiercely.
Seemingly, Zhunti even had the upper hand.
Meanwhile, Tathagata Buddha was at a disadvantage in a duel with the Senior Commander-in-Chief.
The strength of the Senior Commander-in-Chief was slightly superior.
The battle at the Sub-Paramount level, needless to say, was even more intense.
Amitabha Buddha was wildly vigorous, amazingly holding off two Sub-Parajmounts by himself, and even pressed them as they fought fiercely.
Guangchengzi and Ancestral Dragon were respectively matched against Sun Mother and Wood God.
They battled intensely, shaking the world and mountains with each move.
Above the Western Continent, the killing intent soared, reaching its peak of intensity.
All Three Realms sensed it; no one expected the battle between the Heavenly Court and Emperor Jun and his forces to erupt so soon.
Many who sensed the commotion drew in a sharp breath.
Clearly, this wasn’t the full strength of the Heavenly Court and Emperor Jun’s side yet.
Nevertheless, this clash left everyone astounded.
Not only were multiple Supremes engaged, but entities as powerful as Sun Mother and Eastern King were present. Even they were blocked and unable to sweep through.
The Supremes participating in the battle were no easy opponents.
Sun Wukong licked his lips, eager to rush into the fray.
This kind of battle made his blood boil.
Acting on impulse, he informed everyone and went directly to the Western Continent.
At that moment, Marshal Tianpeng faced the greatest crisis of his life.
A terrifying Qi locked onto him; he saw someone appear: it was the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow.
Sensing the war, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow left seclusion, joining the battle.
He targeted Marshal Tianpeng, intending to behead him.
At his Supreme Realm cultivation, Tianpeng was just a Great Heavenly Venerate, not even a top-level one; naturally, he was not his opponent.
Targeted by the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow, Marshal Tianpeng broke into a cold sweat all over.
He knew it was bad. When the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow made his move, Tianpeng’s heart cried out: "My life is over."
"Get lost."
Just then, a fierce shout echoed.
Accompanied by familiar mana fluctuations, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was blocked.
"Monkey, you came, you saved my life again."
Tianpeng said excitedly.
The newcomer was none other than Sun Wukong, who with one strike blocked the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow’s attack, saving Tianpeng.
Then, a cold light flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes as he swung the staff again.
Bam.
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow blocked Sun Wukong’s strike.
His eyes glinted with a cold light. Seeing his enemy stirred his hatred.
After all, if it weren’t for Emperor Jun’s methods, Sun Wukong would have already killed him.
Seeing him glaring with anger, Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Emperor Jun’s methods are indeed remarkable. Even I, Old Sun, thought I’d killed you, yet you survived. No wonder Emperor Jun seemed unworried back then."
"Heh, Sun Wukong, today it’s either your death or mine. I will kill you, as the whetstone for my step into the Supreme Transcendence."
He stepped towards Sun Wukong, murderously determined.
At this moment, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was exceptionally powerful, much stronger than when they last met.
With his Eyes of Golden Flame, Sun Wukong saw through the situation at a glance.
He nodded and said, "No wonder. Emperor Jun used his essence blood, combined with the essence blood of Sun Mother and Mother Moon, to forge you a Divine Body. This body is now one of the highest potential bodies in the Three Realms."
"It’s good that you know."
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow looked arrogant.
No matter how hard others worked, they couldn’t compare to having good parents.
Sun Wukong shook his head and said calmly, "Too bad it’s like casting pearls before swine, controlled by a worthless person. No matter how limitless your potential body may be, you’ll still lose to me, Old Sun."
"Heh, arrogant, I want to see just how capable you are."
With that, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow attacked.
With one hand controlling the Great Sun and the other a Silver Moon, the sun and moon aligned as he suppressed them.
Sun Wukong looked solemn but still maintained a cold smile.
With Immortal Light surging all over his body, he fiercely swung the Jingu Bang, charged with fearsome mana, towards the sun and moon.
Boom.
With a loud boom, Sun Wukong retreated, nearly losing his grip on the Jingu Bang.
But the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow wasn’t in good shape either.
The sun and moon in his hands shattered, causing him to stagger back, his blood and Qi in turmoil.
Neither gained the upper hand in this strike.
Others also witnessed the clash, their eyes brightened.
The crowd of Immortals and Buddhas were amazed that the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was still alive, while those on Emperor Jun’s side were astonished by Sun Wukong’s strength.
The body crafted by Emperor Jun as the strongest for the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow, yet Sun Wukong could still battle him to a standstill.
In one strike, neither gained an advantage.
Sun Wukong shook his head with a smile and said, "I, Old Sun, said it’s like casting pearls before swine, giving such a powerful body to a fool like you. No matter how strong the body, it’s a waste."
The face of the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow turned sour, and he said coldly, "You think that was the full extent of my power? I’ll tell you now, I was only using eighty percent of my strength just then."