Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

The ground shook and the mountains quaked, as the terrifying Qi Force brought by the punch crumbled upon impact with that palm, splitting into two forces that blasted away from the person's sides, turning the land behind them into ruins, leaving only a fan-shaped area undamaged.

One man, one palm blocking a punch, did not budge an inch!

"What?!" Master Zhen Yuan also got a shock, knowing full well the combat strength of the silver-armored Spiritual General. Such a punch could blast a Daluo Golden Immortal who had just entered the Daluo realm to death! Yet this person, with just one hand, easily blocked it!

It felt as though a truck ran over an ant, and the truck ended up shattered while the ant remained unscathed—truly shocking!

It was then that Master Zhen Yuan finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

Clad in a Kasaya, with a shiny bald head, a very handsome face, but with lazy, hollow eyes that lacked any spirit, not even bothering to look directly at people, his gaze askew. Despite his handsome face, it seemed to read 'deserving a slap' all over, making him extremely unlikeable, to the extent that just one look would make one feel a surge to slap him.

That face, he found somewhat familiar, but just couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Sun Wukong, however, looked at the person excitedly and said, "Master... Master..."

Master Zhen Yuan had an epiphany, then sneered, "It seems the rightful owner has arrived."

Tang Sanzang glanced sideways at him, "You hit my monkey, did you ask me first?" Read exclusive chapters at empire

Master Zhen Yuan disdainfully said, "Why should I ask you when I want to kill? Since you've come, there's no need for further words. Go join my ginseng fruit tree in death!"

No sooner had the words fallen than the silver-armored Spiritual General raised his fist again, this time without hesitation, exploding with dazzling silver light, and launching a punch that glowed like lightning!

As the speed surged, so did the power!

This punch seemed as if it could push through the entire world, flattening thousands of enemies in the heavens—terrifyingly boundless!

After the silver-armored Spiritual General launched this punch, Master Zhen Yuan, already full of confidence, crossed his arms behind his back and said proudly, "It's over..."

Tang Sanzang cocked his head and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You dare to mess with my monkey after your disciple cursed me?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong felt warmth in his heart...

Then, Tang Sanzang bellowed, "No monkey, no fun, am I supposed to fool with you for travel expenses?"

In his roar, Tang Sanzang threw his own punch!

Boom!

A deafening explosion as an even larger fist directly shattered the Spiritual General's fist, coming to a stop in front of Master Zhen Yuan!

Master Zhen Yuan was so frightened by the terrifying power of the punch that his hair stood on end!

The Fist Power came too fast, too suddenly, and was too fierce, Master Zhen Yuan only had time to shout:

"How is this possible?!"

Boom!

Master Zhen Yuan was swallowed up by the Fist Power!

The Fist Power raged on its way, the mighty silver-armored Spiritual General was hit by the Fist Power, and half of his body turned directly into ash...

The Fist Power surged towards the heavens, far off, ultimately exploding into a gorgeous firework in the vast starry sky!

On the ground, only half of the silver-armored Spiritual General's body was left, and with a gust of wind, that half collapsed with a thunderous fall...

Seeing this scene, even Sun Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, Sha Wujing, and the others—who knew Tang Sanzang was fierce—were dumbstruck.

One must know, Master Zhen Yuan's strength had already surpassed that of Daluo Golden Immortals, having condensed the Primordial Dao Fruit and stepped into the Primordial Realm!

Immortals are divided into nine realms: True Immortal, Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi True Immortal, Taiching Profound Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, Primordial, Quasi-Saint, and Saint, with Master Zhen Yuan reaching the seventh realm. This is practically an invincible existence below a Quasi-Saint.

Among Heaven and Earth, Saints almost never appear, and Quasi-Saints are few and far between, with each being an extraordinary being capable of suppressing a region's destiny, achieving Buddhahood, founding ancestors, and establishing doctrines. Such people would generally no longer walk the earth, nor would they take action.

Even reaching the Primordial Realm is extremely rare.

This is also the fundamental reason why Master Zhen Yuan, being only in the Primordial Realm, is called the Ancestor of the Earth Immortals.

There are two kinds of Immortals: one is the Heavenly Immortal, which resides in the Heaven Realm. These Immortals either hold official positions in the immortal administration or possess strength that transcends the Heavenly Court and cannot be bound by it, enjoying freedom in the heaven; the other kind is the Earth Immortal, who prefer not to be bound by positions within the immortal administration and lack the strength to disregard imperial power freely in the Heaven Realm, so they wander in the Earth Immortals Realm instead.

Though there is a gap in strength between the two, the pride in their hearts is just about the same.

For Master Zhen Yuan to be acknowledged by the Immortals of the Earth Immortals Realm as the Ancestor shows his status and strength…

And yet such a mighty being was obliterated by a single punch from Tang Sanzang…

This…

"My goodness, could our master be a Quasi-Saint?" Zhu Ganglie exclaimed excitedly.

If it's truly a Quasi-Saint, then going to the Heavenly Court or ascending the Spiritual Mountain really wouldn't matter much. Because a Quasi-Saint is powerful enough to establish their own sect and stand on their own!

However, Sha Wujing shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, the Primordial Realm is the most complex. Other realms merely have early stage, mid stage, late stage, perfection, and great perfection, but the Primordial Realm has the so-called twelve heavens of Primordial. The gap between each of the twelve heavens is vast like the difference between heaven and earth. Perhaps, our master is still within the Primordial Realm…"

Differing from their shock, several figures in the distance were scared stiff, trembling uncontrollably, unable to move!

These were none other than the six belated Buddhism protectors, the Kasayas!

Their speed was nowhere near Master Zhen Yuan's. Even flying at full speed, they only caught up to the scene where Master Zhen Yuan suppressed Sun Wukong with his move, followed by Sun Wukong's berserk counterattack that almost overturned the situation. They were so frightened at that time they almost turned around and fled…

Fortunately, Master Zhen Yuan came back out, forcefully attempting to eliminate Sun Wukong.

Just when they were secretly rejoicing, Tang Sanzang appeared.

With a simple punch, the Primordial Realm Master Zhen Yuan was obliterated… Even his external incarnation was blown away to bits…

This scene, this spectacle, almost exploded their souls on the spot with fright.

"Now I understand why the likes of Mu Zha never returned; they must've been pulverized," one of the Kasayas said.

The crowd nodded, then whispered urgently, "Go go go… Let's get out of here quickly! This place is not for lingering!"

No one objected; they nodded frantically while they quickened their steps to flee.

Just then, a roar came from the stars: "Not bad for a fake monk! However, if this is all the strength you have, then you are certainly doomed today!"

As he spoke, a meteor streaked towards the earth, scattering flames, and Master Zhen Yuan reemerged among mortals!

But at this moment, he appeared slightly disheveled, his hair bun had come undone, and the disarray of his locks took away some of his immortal aura and added a hint of madness and battle intent!

"He's not dead?" Zhu Ganglie's voice trembled.

The baldy's punch just now was like an apocalypse; it had scared him to the point his pig legs went weak. And now, Master Zhen Yuan was coming back strong, and he felt like crying…

Sun Wukong, however, stood by Tang Sanzang's side: "Master, I can still fight."

Tang Sansang reached out a hand and ruffled Sun Wukong's hair, pulling him behind: "Fighting is for adults, if you're not hurt, practice more somersaults, we're counting on you to make money later."

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