Chapter 673 - 78: Punishing the Supreme Old Fiend? Perfection of the Creation Jade Scroll

Chapter 673: Chapter 78: Punishing the Supreme Old Fiend? Perfection of the Creation Jade Scroll

’He just had to knock over the Eight Trigrams Furnace?’

’Is he insane??’

Feeling the wisp of his True Spirit that was permanently lost after being absorbed by the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Bodhi’s chest heaved violently.

"Son of a bitch!"

He cursed out loud.

「Meanwhile, in Douluo Palace.」

"The Old Immortal’s Dharma is amazing!"

Sun Wukong had no idea what had just transpired. His face broke into a wide grin as he looked at the overturned Eight Trigrams Furnace. He leaned in for a closer look but only saw pitch-black darkness. At the bottom of the furnace, a person seemed to be lying there quietly.

The blurry figure’s chest was still rising and falling, clearly indicating they were alive. As they were roasted by the flames beneath the furnace, thin wisps of green smoke rose from their body.

"You old fiend! Using a person for alchemy? You’re utterly heartless! You deserve a beating! You deserve a beating!"

Enraged, he stepped forward and slapped Supreme Laojun heavily on the head. He grabbed the Old Lord’s long beard with one hand and raised a fist the size of a sandbag.

"Old fiend, eat my fist!"

Supreme Laojun had yet to react, but Lu Xuan, who happened to witness the scene, nearly choked, his vision turning black.

At that moment, inside Douluo Palace.

"Monkey!"

Lu Jianxue, Golden Horned, and Silver Horned shot to their feet, furious. The three youngsters hadn’t traveled back in time and weren’t Daluos, so naturally, they knew nothing of the Journey to the West. They were utterly enraged.

A cold glint shone in Lu Jianxue’s eyes in particular. A Vajra Scepter materialized in her hand, and she raised it to smash down on the monkey.

Sun Wukong chuckled at the sight. His Eight Zhang Golden Form began to glow as he puffed out his chest.

"Oh? You’ve got some nerve, little girl. Your Grandpa Sun will stand right here and let you take a swing..."

CLANG!!

The Monkey was sent flying by the scepter, his Eight Zhang Golden Form crumbling.

"That’s enough. Just throw him out."

Seeing Lu Jianxue about to give chase, the Old Lord grew genuinely worried that the girl wouldn’t know to hold back and might actually kill his grand-disciple with that scepter. He immediately waved his sleeve.

Sun Monkey, seeing stars and coughing up blood, was sent flying out of the palace. He crashed heavily onto the ground outside Douluo Palace, landing face-first in the dirt.

"Something’s not right... something’s not right..."

Sun Monkey lay there like a dead dog for a good while before listlessly pushing himself up, his face a mask of confusion. He muttered to himself,

"Didn’t the Old Immortal say the Eight Zhang Golden Form was the strongest Physique in the world...?"

As he spoke, the monkey bared his teeth, glancing fearfully at the doors of Douluo Palace as they boomed shut. He was so furious he felt sick, and he was hardly one to take a loss lying down.

"This place is strange... very strange... Just you wait! Old Sun will call my friends, get Nezha and Yang Jian, and we’ll tear this wretched Daoist Palace down!"

"Using living people for alchemy... looks like this Celestial Realm is no good either! If those Immortal Gods dare protect this old immortal who performs alchemy on people, then I’ll have no choice but to wreak some havoc!"

With that, Sun Wukong forced himself to his feet and shot a cold glare at Douluo Palace.

In his years with Lu Xuan, he had cultivated not only his Magical Power, but also his understanding of good, evil, and reason. Though he acted like a rogue, he couldn’t stand injustice and would never tolerate something like ’using a person for alchemy’.

"They all say I’m a Demon, but I think this old fiend who performs alchemy on people is the real Demon. I just wonder..."

Sun Wukong’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Has this old fiend always been doing this in secret, or do the gods of the Celestial Realm actually know about it?"

’If it’s the latter...’

Sun Wukong’s expression turned grim, and he strode away.

He was off to meet old friends, gather the Righteous Immortals, and take down this old fiend who used people for alchemy!

"First, I’ll find Yang Jian, then Nezha. That old fellow Taibai isn’t a bad sort, he should be a good immortal. I’ll call them all, get every one of them!"

Somewhere, a certain Yang Jian, a certain Nezha, and a certain Taibai all sneezed at once. They were all suddenly struck by a premonition... that disaster was about to strike.

.........

「Hongmeng.」

"Teacher, I must first apologize for my disciple..."

"It’s a trivial matter."

The Supreme Moral Heavenly Venerate chuckled and shook his head. He first nodded to the Goddess, then reached out to retrieve the Eight Trigrams Furnace, his expression growing solemn.

"So, Taiyi just gave you the Donghuang Bell, just like that?"

Nearby, the Lame Daoist, who had only just arrived, also looked over curiously. The Donghuang Bell was considered an Enlightenment Supreme Treasure, not much inferior to the likes of the Qing Ping Sword or the Heaven-Opening Banner!

A wry smile touched Lu Xuan’s lips. He said softly,

"It’s a long story. Taiyi..."

The Supreme interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"If it’s a long story, we’ll discuss it later. Let’s first finish forging your Dao Artifact to avoid any complications. If Taiyi has a change of heart and tries to recall the Donghuang Bell, I fear we won’t be able to stop him."

Hearing this, Lu Xuan said no more. He swallowed the words he was about to say, gave a solemn bow, and gently lifted the lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

The Miaoshu Branch within the furnace shot out, followed by the suppressed and frozen Bodhi True Spirit.

Lu Xuan was slightly surprised but didn’t ask any questions. He opened his palm, and thirty-two more Miaoshu Branches appeared, most of them charred black.

"Light the fire."

The Supreme said solemnly. All thirty-three Miaoshu Branches, along with the frozen wisp of the Bodhi True Spirit, were thrown into the base of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

He then pointed a finger. A flame shot out, instantly erupting into a roaring blaze!

The Great Wisdom Light and the Great Pure Light blazed intensely.

Lu Xuan’s expression turned solemn. He glanced around, then sighed with a touch of melancholy.

’Second Master isn’t here.’

Shaking his head, he silently activated the [Cause of All Fruits], mimicking his Second Master to conceal all heavenly signs and portents.

Once the Eight Trigrams Furnace was hot enough, he solemnly tossed both the Creation Jade Scroll and the Donghuang Bell inside.

"My turn."

The Lame Daoist stepped forward, his Qing Ping Sword transforming into a great hammer. He stared intently at the contents of the furnace, ready to begin forging the moment the Donghuang Bell and Creation Jade Scroll began to melt.

The Goddess, who had been silent until now, suddenly put out a hand to stop him.

"Wait."

The Goddess stepped forward, her eyes blazing.

"Allow me to lend a hand."

As she finished speaking, the stunningly beautiful woman held out her hand and made a light slash across her palm. It split open, and blood of Transcendence poured out as if it cost nothing, drenching the Donghuang Bell and the Creation Jade Scroll.

The two Great Artifacts instantly began to emit dazzlingly brilliant Transcendence Light Spots!

"Forge the artifact! Forge!"

The Lame Daoist boomed, bringing his hammer down. He swung and smashed relentlessly, striking three hundred and sixty-five times in the span of eighty-one breaths—the exact number of a full Circulation!

A tremendous hum shook the entire Hongmeng violently. If Lu Xuan hadn’t been desperately concealing the disturbance, it would have likely drawn the personal attention of all the Daoist Fruits.

And with the Lame Daoist’s final hammer blow,

the Donghuang Bell melted bit by bit into the Creation Jade Scroll, slowly beginning to take shape!

"Now!"

The beautiful woman cried out, once again slicing open her palm. This time, what she poured out was her own Origin Blood!

Eighty-one drops of Origin Blood fell, cooling the red-hot Creation Jade Scroll. The Goddess’s face turned deathly pale. At that moment, the Supreme also made his move, performing the final stabilization.

"Go!"

The Supreme pointed. The figure at the bottom of the furnace looked up and spat out a wisp of its origin, which merged into the artifact. The Lame Daoist did the same. A light, more magnificent and brilliant than any seen since ancient times, erupted from the Eight Trigrams Furnace!

The Three Thousand Great Dao sang in unison.

’It’s... done?’

Lu Xuan whispered to himself, staring at the [Creation Jade Scroll] as it slowly floated up from the Eight Trigrams Furnace, reflecting all the Great Daos.

His vision went dark, then blindingly bright. In the next instant, the Creation Jade Scroll slammed violently into his body!

VMMMMMM!!!

The Hongmeng trembled violently, tearing itself apart. Above the stream of Years, the Enlightened Ones all seemed to sense it, turning their gazes one by one.

’The Hongmeng?’

The Demon Ancestor’s expression was utterly solemn. She looked up, past the Heaven Opening to the era before, toward the Hongmeng, only to see a light of blinding intensity.

Her eyes were seared by the light, and blood began to trickle from them.

"A change... in the Hongmeng!"