PFC Chapter 598 Jie Di Di Di (Death of Jie Di)!
Chapter 598 Jie Di Di Di (Death of Jie Di)!
"Holy crap, a five-stage Golden Pill! If I take this, I can directly step into the Human Immortal realm and reach the Earth Immortal realm! Tsk tsk!" Qianhe said with a smile.
He planned to finish playing here, then go check on Liu Bei's situation, and then take the cultivation pill!
With the help of a terrestrial immortal and the Chaos Bell, he already had the confidence to survive in the Republic of China era!
Even taking Sun Wukong along and moving all the Heavenly Treasury over there wouldn't be a difficult task!
Sun Wukong's strength is undeniable!
Chizuru smiled as she thought of this.
Yunxiao, watching Qianhe grinning foolishly, smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what funny thing came to mind? Tell me and share it with me."
Qianhe came to her senses and smiled at Yunxiao, saying, "I just had a fortuitous encounter and obtained a pill that can help me break through to the Earth Immortal realm. After I finish dealing with things here, I plan to go into seclusion to break through. Once I break through to the Earth Immortal realm, I will have more confidence in my actions."
He had no need to hide Yunxiao's true intentions.
Because Yunxiao is kind-hearted, he himself would feel uneasy deceiving her.
She's already helped him get a job in Heaven; he's too grateful to even thank her.
Yunxiao smiled at him after hearing this, and then congratulated him, saying, "Congratulations, fellow Daoist. I congratulate you in advance on your breakthrough and the great increase in your strength."
"Hehe, thank you for your kind words, fairy!" Qianhe nodded with a smile.
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"boom!"
Then another Jiedi was struck by a stick and sent flying, dying on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, four of the once majestic Five Directions Protectors had been killed by Sun Wukong.
Now only one person remains, struggling to hold on.
The last Jiedi had lost his previous arrogance; his face was ashen, as if covered in white ash, and his once straight and strong legs were now as weak as if they had no bones.
His body trembled uncontrollably, and with a thud, he knelt heavily on the ground, the sound of his knees hitting the ground particularly clear in the otherwise quiet space.
His eyes were wide open, filled with terror and pleading. His mouth was agape as he cried out, "Great Sage, spare me! I was truly blind to your greatness and offended such a powerful being as you."
"Hmph! You've offended my elder brother!" Sun Wukong said with a cold snort.
Upon hearing this, he immediately knelt down in the direction of Qianhe and said, "Immortal, you are so magnanimous, just like the vast and boundless heaven and earth, encompassing all things. Please spare me this time! I will be eternally grateful to you in the future, and I will be willing to serve you like a cow or a horse!"
As he spoke, he kept kowtowing, his forehead hitting the ground, and bruises quickly appeared.
There's nothing I can do; the scene of my four buddies dying is still fresh in my mind!
He didn't want to get beaten up.
Oh no, I don't want to die.
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"Wukong, beat him up and send those brothers to the Western Paradise to see that damned Buddha. I'm too lazy to listen to his nonsense!" Qianhe said calmly, clearly not wanting to waste words with them.
He knew that villains often die from talking too much.
Sun Wukong nodded, then looked at the remaining Jiedi and snorted disdainfully. The sound seemed to be squeezed out from deep within his nose, full of contempt: "Hmph, spineless cowards, only now do you think of begging for mercy? Don't you think it's too late? Where were you before? I, Old Sun, still prefer your arrogant and domineering appearance just now!"
He paused, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, and continued, "Moreover, my elder brother said he's sending you to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha! You'd better obediently go and report to that blissful world!"
As he spoke, he raised the golden cudgel, which weighed 13,500 jin, high once again.
The golden cudgel drew a dazzling arc in mid-air, bringing with it a whistling sound.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong used a fraction of his strength to casually bring down the golden cudgel. Although the force was not great, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in.
With a muffled "thud," the last Jiedi was instantly smashed into a meat patty, with blood and bits of flesh splattering everywhere.
"Haha, you worthless scoundrels dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, Old Sun!" Sun Wukong sneered, his eyes full of disdain and arrogance.
Then, he began to wield the Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff). The staff seemed to come alive in his hands, soaring up and down, swirling left and right.
Sometimes it moves like a dragon emerging from the sea, sometimes like a tiger descending the mountain, and sometimes like a nimble snake slithering about, its ever-changing forms dazzling the eye.
At this moment, Sun Wukong stood majestically in place, like a towering mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
Golden light shone faintly on his body, as if it were a layer of sacred armor.
The golden cudgel spun freely in his hand, each turn generating a powerful gust of wind that rustled the leaves around him.
He's been suppressing his feelings for two or three hundred years, and now he's finally able to let out a sigh of relief!
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