Chapter 182 - 178: Three Divine Monkeys Join Forces to Slay a God
On the other side, Sun Wukong charged into the midst of the Thunder Department deities and was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep; with each swing of his staff, he pierced the void, and then, suddenly, the head of his rod would appear above their heads or in front of their chests. Two of them were too slow to react and were directly smashed into powder, their physical bodies and Primordial Spirits shattered together by a single blow.
"Sun Wukong, you’re so rampant, the Heavenly Court will not let you go!" Wen Zhong bellowed.
Wen Zhong, mad with rage, was of no help; instead, he took two blows from Wukong, breaking bones and snapping tendons all over his body. Wu Zhiqi then went up to throw two more punches, smashing Wen Zhong’s physical body to bits, forcing his Primordial Spirit to emerge. However, instead of fleeing, he chose to self-destruct!
"What a loyal dog!" Wukong said coldly.
He grabbed the flagpole of the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag and threw the sickle and axe. Two streaks of cold light fell, and as Wen Zhong’s Primordial Spirit rapidly expanded, a powerful will embodying the heart of countless beings descended, causing the Primordial Spirit to immediately faint. With a twist of the sickle, Wen Zhong was totally annihilated, ending up as a drawn cake.
Wu Zhiqi bared his teeth and said, "Many thanks, brother, for lending a hand!"
Wukong also laughed and said, "We’re all family here, no need for thanks."
Elsewhere, Sun Wukong, brandishing the Creation Heavenly Mechanism Staff, moved up and down with agility. He seamlessly utilized the total of one hundred and eight transformations embodied in the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, rendering the Thunder Department deities incapable of capturing him. Instead, they were caught off guard by his Transforming Embryo and Changing Shape move, which flashed him near them; with a raised fist, he struck, leaving them unconscious.
"I’ll assist you!" Wu Zhiqi yelled, entering the fray.
Just a moment ago, Wen Zhong and his comrades had driven him to desperation, with no escape in the heavens or on earth, and his heart was full of stifled rage. Now was the perfect time to strike back fiercely at these fallen foes! Wu Zhiqi burst forth from left to right, fingers flicking continuously, and one after another, Water Thunders were fired, blasting the Thunder Department deities into a bloody mess.
Wukong exhaled Samadhi True Fire and, assisted by the Hongmeng Purple Qi, devoted himself entirely to refining the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag.