Chapter 1007: Chapter 311: Nationwide Search for the Wood God
On Mount Luojia in the South Sea, above the Purple Bamboo Forest, the Wood God was in a fight with someone.
Guanyin Bodhisattva looked pale. She had now reached the Sub-Paramount level, her power increasing rapidly.
Among the living beings in later generations, apart from Tathagata Buddha and the Great Emperor Ziwei, only Sun Wukong and Yang Jian could rival her in strength.
Originally, Guanyin Bodhisattva thought that even if the Supreme came, she would not be afraid.
Even if she couldn’t match the Supreme, she could still fight.
At least she could hold on until help arrived.
But facing the Wood God now, she started to doubt herself.
The notion that a Sub-Paramount could contend with a Supreme was sheer nonsense.
She was exerting all her strength, yet Guanyin Bodhisattva felt that the opponent hadn’t used his full power.
No, it should be said that the opponent hadn’t even tried hard.
If he did, she would have been killed already.
Guanyin Bodhisattva stared at the Wood God, speculating about his intentions.
The opponent deliberately fought her here but didn’t kill her, surely he had a plot.
Guanyin Bodhisattva didn’t know that the Wood God was also quite surprised.
In his eyes, a Sub-Paramount was really nothing.
After all, he was a fierce one who could suppress even the Primordial Empress.
As for Sub-Paramounts, they were not in his sight at all.
In the Wood God’s view, with his power, capturing a Sub-Paramount should have been a breeze.
However, after fighting with Guanyin Bodhisattva, he realized he was wrong, and not just a little wrong.
The opponent’s strength was incredibly strong; he couldn’t capture her in a short time.
This surprised him. If it weren’t for setting up a trap waiting for Sun Wukong, he would have gone all out.
In his heart, the Wood God couldn’t help but marvel: although later generations’ living beings had inferior natural ability compared to those from the dawn of creation, through cultivation, their performance was even more impressive than the primordial beings.
Although their cultivation progress was slow, it laid a solid Dao Foundation for them.
Once such people are at the same realm, the power they exhibit is actually much stronger than the primordial beings.
The Wood God’s gaze at Guanyin Bodhisattva changed slightly.
If such an opponent stepped into the Supreme Realm, after polishing for a while, she might become another existence at the level of the Primordial Empress, quite terrifying indeed.
With thoughts swirling in his head, the Wood God began to feel some respect for the living beings of later generations.
The performance of these future generations was indeed too extraordinary.
Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally didn’t know what he was thinking.
She just kept striking, fighting fiercely against the Wood God, now struggling to cope, hardly having any extra time to consider these things, not being taken down was already her limit.
Even though the Wood God had not exerted his full strength, she was struggling to resist.
There was still a significant gap in their true strength.
The Ox Demon King rushed forward, together with the Black Bear Spirit, intending to help Guanyin Bodhisattva.
However, as soon as they made a move, they were slapped away by the Wood God, completely outmatched.
The strength of these two was not weak, at least equivalent to top-level Great Heavenly Venerates in combat power.
However, facing the Wood God, they couldn’t resist at all.
“Ants.”
The Wood God sneered, looking disdainful.
Mere ants at the level of Great Heavenly Venerates dared to attack him.
Unless they reached the Sub-Paramount realm, they could barely be considered his opponents; now, it was simply not possible.
The Ox Demon King and the Black Bear Spirit were filled with indignation. They were both once top among the strong, one being the Pingtian Sage, the other having fought Sun Wukong for some time, albeit slightly losing.
After following the Bodhisattva in cultivation, they both reached the Great Heavenly Venerate realm.
They thought they could traverse the world boldly.
Now it seemed they were sorely mistaken.
Facing a Supreme, they were indeed very weak.
Especially against a mighty Supreme like the Wood God, a top-level powerhouse among Supremes, it was even more so.
At this moment, a figure shot over.
“Seventh Brother.”
The Ox Demon King called out joyfully.
The Jingu Bang enlarged behind the Wood God, about to smash down on him.
The Wood God laughed, casually dodging this strike from Sun Wukong.
Then, beside him, a young man in black robes appeared, standing with the Wood God, blocking Sun Wukong’s path both in front and behind.
“Not good, it’s a trap, Wukong, run quickly.”
Guanyin Bodhisattva shouted, ready to risk everything to cover Sun Wukong’s escape.
She instantly realized why the Wood God hadn’t captured her earlier; their target wasn’t her but merely to lure Sun Wukong to Mount Luojia.
Now that Sun Wukong was here, the Wood God and another Supreme surrounded him.
At this moment, Sun Wukong had lost any chance of escape.
Sun Wukong smiled faintly and said, “Bodhisattva, don’t worry, I, Old Sun, am not afraid of them.”
He was calm and composed, exuding confidence.
This surprised the Wood God and his company, prompting them to look around. In their divine thoughts, there was nothing strange, indicating there was no ambush here.
If so, what did Sun Wukong mean by this?
“He’s trying to scare us, don’t fall for it, kill him quickly.”
The Wood God spoke; he thought he understood Sun Wukong well.
In his mind, Sun Wukong was just pretending to be mysterious, trying to stall for time.
The man in the black robe moved, reaching to grab Sun Wukong.
As a result, Sun Wukong was easily caught in his hand.
The man in the black robe squeezed hard, and Sun Wukong shattered.
He looked bewildered, his gaze falling on the Wood God, exclaiming, “So weak?”