Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations, Rosy Clouds Drifting (Third Update)

The great battle erupted, and Sun Wukong’s soaring, astonishing momentum made all the immortals and gods tremble with fear, as if a huge mountain were pressing down on them. Finally, someone couldn’t bear the pressure any longer and let out a loud scream as they launched an attack on Sun Wukong, which immediately triggered a chain reaction. A sky full of spell blades rained down on him.

An attack from a single immortal or god could be ignored by Sun Wukong, but he dared not face the attacks from so many head-on. Even though he now possessed a Chaotic Divine Body, with a physical toughness close to his past life’s Undying Body, he didn’t need to stubbornly resist so many attacks. Although the sky filled with attacks seemed alarming, the aim was very poor, and he could easily dodge them.

Of course, the poor aim and ease of dodging were only relative to Sun Wukong. Under the gaze of his Void-Breaking Starry Eyes, apart from those attacks that were locked onto his qi, all other attacks seemed easy to evade. After all, only a few attacks could lock onto his qi, and without reaching the Da Luo Golden Immortal realm, it was basically impossible to launch an attack that could lock onto Sun Wukong’s qi.

With a flicker of his form, Sun Wukong began to dodge amongst the myriad attacks, evading each one by a hairbreadth. None of those seemingly furious attacks could even touch the hem of his clothes, let alone hurt him.

Wisps of rosy clouds began to swirl around Sun Wukong’s body. Several attacks that had locked onto him shifted direction oddly as they collided with these wisps, rushing off to the side, completely ineffective.

“This Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations is truly unpredictable; this second style, Rosy Clouds Drifting, is much stronger than the first style, White Cloud Smoke. It can redirect force effortlessly, nothing can touch the body, and most crucially, it can be used continuously. It’s truly exquisite!”

During his time at the Ascend to Heaven Platform absorbing the power of the Heavenly Punishment clouds, Sun Wukong not only absorbed the remaining seven drops of the Ancestral Witch’s Essence Blood, elevating his physique from the Heavenly Demon Body to the Chaotic Divine Body and breaking through to the Half-Step Quasi-Saint realm, but he also finally understood the second style of Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations, Rosy Clouds Drifting.

The first style, White Cloud Smoke, was a body technique that allowed him to instantly transform his body into a cloud-like state, intangible, allowing him to pass through undodgeable attacks or obstacles that couldn’t be bypassed in a normal state. The second style, Rosy Clouds Drifting, seemed more like a defensive spell. Once used, his whole body was enveloped in rosy light. As the light spun like a cyclone, it repelled all incoming attacks and redirected their force effortlessly. Unlike White Cloud Smoke, it could be used continuously. With Sun Wukong’s current ability, he could sustain it for up to ten breaths, and during these ten breaths, he was nearly invincible!

“I’m not in a hurry to defeat these guys; let ol’ Sun get a good feel for this Rosy Clouds Drifting!”

Since realizing Rosy Clouds Drifting, Sun Wukong had never used it. Now, the combined attack of this group of immortals and gods was the perfect opportunity to practice. Sun Wukong was seen holding the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod behind him, darting left and right like a butterfly flitting through flowers. At times his body would shine with rosy light, at other times, turn into cloud-like smoke. The attacks from the immortals and gods either got repelled by the rosy clouds, slammed into each other after changing direction, or passed directly through him without causing the slightest injury.

Not all the immortals and gods attending the Peach of Immortality banquet joined in the siege. Standing aside and watching the battle were four individuals, among whom were Nezha the Third Prince and Yang Jian, as well as Donghua Emperor and Ran Deng Buddha.

Donghua Emperor wore a look of indifference, his gaze curiously fixated on Sun Wukong’s darting form, and he nodded from time to time, having no intention of intervening. Not only did he have an affinity for Sun Wukong and Zi Lan Fairy, but considering that Sun Wukong had gifted him a gourd of the Victorious Fighting Wine, he would never move against Sun Wukong.

Besides, he was one of the Five Emperors, the Donghua Emperor himself. Although the Jade Emperor was the Lord of the Heavenly Court, revered throughout the Three Realms, he still had to be cordial to him. If Donghua Emperor was in a good mood, he would heed the Jade Emperor’s orders; if not, or if he didn’t wish to comply, the Jade Emperor had no way to force him and wouldn’t even dare to reprimand him!

Ran Deng Buddha was different from Donghua Emperor; he had not joined the fight, but was constantly seeking the perfect opportunity for a surprise attack, while also cultivating to heal his wounds. The kick from Sun Wukong earlier might have seemed ordinary, but the force it contained was extremely terrifying. Ran Deng Buddha caught off-guard suffered a great loss, not only being kicked away, shattering a column and losing face, but he also sustained internal injuries. And after being relentlessly attacked by Sun Wukong for a while, he had no chance to heal, and his injuries worsened significantly. If he didn’t focus on recovery, it would have a substantial impact on his future cultivation.

Moreover, Sun Wukong today was no longer the Golden Immortal of the Eastern Sea he had once faced but had become a Half-Step Quasi-Saint with strength far surpassing ordinary Quasi-Saints, rendering his combat power freakishly powerful. He handled the siege from all the immortals and gods with ease, appearing unruffled and effortlessly cutting through them. Ran Deng Buddha reasoned that even if he joined the fray, it would not make much difference. Better to watch from the sidelines for an opportunity, waiting for the moment Sun Wukong showed a weakness, to then deal him a thunderous blow!

“Big Brother Yang, I can’t stand by any longer, I have to help Wukong!”

Nezha and Erlang God Yang Jian were different; as divine generals of the Heavenly Court, they should have joined the immortals and gods in besieging Sun Wukong at such a time. But since they shared a life-and-death friendship with Sun Wukong, they couldn’t possibly raise their hands against him and didn’t want to openly assist him, so they simply stood aside and watched. However, after watching for a while, Nezha couldn’t help himself anymore. Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, he was ready to rush forward to help Sun Wukong.

To hell with being the Guardian Marshal of the Heavenly Court, I’ll just quit that post. To attack my brother, ask me first if I agree!

“Nezha, wait a moment, now is not the time to act!”

Erlang God Yang Jian grabbed Nezha and frowned slightly while shaking his head.

“Not now, then when is the right time?”

Nezha glared, “Erlang God Yang Jian, I don’t blame you if you don’t want to take action, but don’t hold me back! Wukong saved my life, and I can’t just stand by and watch him fall into danger!”

“Who said I’m standing by and doing nothing? Can’t you see? Wukong doesn’t need our help at all right now! Look carefully, has any attack hit him? You see that smug smile on the corner of his mouth; does that look like someone in danger? He’s just using these guys for practice!”

Erlang God Yang Jian, with a somewhat amused look, gestured towards Sun Wukong in the midst of the battlefield and called out.

“This… it really seems to be the case…”

Once Erlang God Yang Jian pointed that out, Nezha paused, and after taking a closer look, a sheepish expression appeared on his face. His concern had led to chaos, and he hadn’t noticed that Sun Wukong did indeed seem at ease. None of the Immortals’ and Gods’ attacks could touch him; he hadn’t even used the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, which remained clenched behind his back!

“Wukong is really elusive. What spell is that with the smoke and rosy clouds?”

Erlang God Yang Jian opened the vertical eye on his brow, deployed his Heavenly Eye Divine Power, and carefully observed Sun Wukong’s situation in the battlefield. The more he watched, the more amazed he became. Sun Wukong’s smoke-like figure and the rosy clouds that appeared on his body couldn’t even be penetrated by Erlang’s Heavenly Eye. The effect, however, was incredibly astonishing. All the attacks launched by those Immortals and Gods were futile, and not even a single hair on Sun Wukong was harmed!

“Hey, I knew Wukong must have something to rely on. Impressive, truly impressive!”

Nezha’s eyes glinted with excitement as he clicked his tongue in admiration. He thought to himself that if he were in Wukong’s place, he definitely could not maintain the same casual ease. The gap between him and Sun Wukong was still significant!

“Everyone, this Demon Monkey’s cultivation techniques are very strange. Use area attacks to bombard him!”

Having failed to even touch the hem of Sun Wukong’s clothing after a long battle, the faces of the assembled Immortals and Gods were losing face. The initial reluctance and shame they felt were washed away by anger. The Supreme Saintly Heavenly Venerable, who presided over the Heavenly Strategy Pavilion, shouted loudly, and with a flick of the halberd-like weapon in his hand, the previously focused attacks on Sun Wukong transformed into a torrential sword rain pouring down on him.

Hearing the reminder of the Supreme Saintly Heavenly Venerable, the other Immortals and Gods came to their senses and retreated significantly, each unleashing area spells and bombarding Sun Wukong overwhelmingly.

“Damn! That big-mouthed Supreme Saintly Heavenly Venerable!”

Sun Wukong yelled in dismay, raising the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, which had been clutched behind his back, to the front and swinging it, fending off the attacks coming from all directions.

The White Cloud Smoke could only immunize against attacks for a moment, and Rosy Clouds Drifting wasn’t all-powerful; not all attacks could be deflected. Such layered and extensive area attacks couldn’t all be blocked even if Sun Wukong was covered in rosy clouds, and he had to admit that the Supreme Saintly Heavenly Venerable’s tactics were very effective. They disrupted Sun Wukong’s plan to continue using them as training and forced him to defend himself with the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod.

The situation reversed in an instant. Tens of thousands of Immortals and Gods, along with the Heavenly Soldiers besieging Sun Wukong, combined their area attacks, and the cumulative effect triggered a qualitative change, revealing devastating destructive power. After defending with the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod for a while, Sun Wukong felt his arms grow numb from the shock. Continuing to defend like this would eventually break his guard, and if these torrential attacks hit him, even with the Chaotic Divine Body, it would be tough to remain unharmed!

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He must counterattack; offense is the best defense!

“Hey, after attacking me for so long, did you really think I had no ability to fight back? Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, grow!”

With a cold shout, the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod suddenly elongated, striking towards the most densely packed part of the crowd, immediately causing several unfortunate Divine Generals who couldn’t dodge in time to be struck and sent screaming as they flew away.

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