Chapter 2027: Chapter 80: Subjugation (Part 4)
“Everyone be careful!”
Wang Ba could only utter these words.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a gigantic shadow leapt across spring, summer, autumn, and winter, over countless mountains, seas, plains, and valleys, charging forward!
The Corpse-digging Ghost King, Chen Xuan’s expression changed dramatically:
“Not good, it’s a Demonic Beast!”
Yu Yu, however, was overjoyed, golden-red Blood Energy swirling around him, appearing both demon-like and divine, and he roared to meet it!
A clash of black and gold-red exploded!
In an instant, the tranquil space rippled with waves.
After a brief pause, the golden-red figure was forced to retreat several steps!
Seeing this, Wang Ba and Yu Wuheng’s expressions involuntarily turned solemn.
Yu Yu’s strength was comparable to both Primordial Spirit and Dao Domain, both being of Mid-stage of Unification, and he wouldn’t fall behind even against typical Outer Realm late-stage practitioners, yet he was unexpectedly thwarted by this inexplicable Demonic Beast.
After Yu Yu blocked it, Wang Ba and his group could clearly see the shadow’s form.
This beast didn’t have the body of a beast, it was completely black with gold accents and took the shape of a mace.
“A Dao Treasure?”
Yu Wuheng furrowed his brows slightly.
Wang Ba, however, shook his head solemnly:
“No, it’s indeed a Demonic Beast.”
As he spoke, the mace transformed into a giant axe, chopping down towards them!
Yu Wuheng immediately went to meet it.
Yet the axe was so fierce that without using his Land-Parting Staff, Yu Wuheng couldn’t get close at all.
Chen Xuan was shocked by this sight:
“This is just the outskirts, how can such a fierce creature appear here?”
Without a second thought, he hurriedly pulled off the white cocoon covering his eyes.
Revealing a golden Double Pupil, the light within swirling.
He then showed a strained expression, retreated a few steps, and whispered:
“This beast is nameless and shapeless, with the ability to transform accordingly to whatever it becomes, possesses matching power, and seems to be in its infancy… How did such a fearsome creature come here?!”
As his words concluded, Wang Ba, with no time to waste, waved his sleeve, sending Wu Monkey King and the Treasure Hunter who had just been transformed into action.
Subsequently, a thought flickered in Wang Ba’s mind, and within his Primordial Spirit, the Wind-Driving Staff glowed faintly, causing the surrounding space to wrinkle and pulse, quickly flowing like water to entwine the black-gold axe.
The black axe immediately transformed once again, turning into a spear that effortlessly slipped away with a gentle flick.
Seeing this, Yu Wuheng dared not be negligent, quickly wielding the Land-Parting Staff, confronting head-on, while the ‘Youyu’ given by the Double-Pupil Taoist before was pushed to the extreme…
After a full half-day.
Under the Relic Pagoda, Vajra Pestle, and handprint, the black spear finally weakened, transforming into a swirling golden-black beast.
With three heads and six arms, donned in golden armor, the Wu Monkey King appeared solemn, seizing the opportunity to imprint numerous golden handprints.
Soon after, the golden-black beast finally became quiet.
Seeing this, Wang Ba’s mind stirred slightly, then he turned to Wu Monkey King and said:
“I’ll leave this beast to you!”
Buddhism has methods for transformation effective even for Demonic Beasts.
Moreover, during this battle, Wu Monkey King contributed greatly.
Unfamiliar with the act of refusal, Wu Monkey King nodded, though as he gazed upon this heap of flowing gold and black substance, he scratched his head in some perplexity.
Wang Ba showed interest in the golden-black monster, giving Wu Monkey King a suggestion.
Wu Monkey King was momentarily stunned, then scratched his cheek fur and said to the golden-black substance:
“Small, small, small!”
And this colossal Demonic Beast promptly shrank to the size of a sesame seed.
Then Wu Monkey King commanded:
“Transform!”
Complying with its will, the beast twisted rapidly, taking form as a golden-black Eyebrow Whistle Stick.
Seemingly forged a hundred times from Bin Iron, intricate patterns fluctuated around its body, giving it a considerable heft.
Paired with his armor, Wu Monkey King looked rather formidable.
Holding the whistle stick, just a hint of mischievous monkey nature showed as he spun it around with delight:
“I’ll call you… Ruyi Stick.”
Seeing this figure subtly overlap with a certain past life’s idol, even Wang Ba was momentarily dazed.
However, he quickly sensed cultivators drawing nearer, snapping back to reality:
“Let’s keep going.”
The surrounding scene rapidly shifted.
The journey ahead turned out to be much more peaceful.
Nobody knew how long they had flown, as the surroundings transformed into a starry sky, countless stars revolving, reminding Wang Ba of a painting from his memory about the stars, dreamed and fantastical.
And under this starry sky, shrouded in a ring of Chaos Origin Substance, a small to medium-sized black Realm Embryo sat quietly.
At the same time, several figures stood suspended around the Realm Embryo, turning their gaze far towards Wang Ba and his companions.