Travels to the Holy Light Continent

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuan Da Xian looked at the bead in Sun Wukong's hand and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"Hehe! You don't know! This is the Xuanji Sky Fire Pearl, which was given by Patriarch Hongjun. Your purple lightning and blue flames were all absorbed by the Xuanji Sky Fire Pearl. I, Old Sun, would like to thank you for this great gift!"

"I don't believe it! This Xuan Ji Sky Fire is the most difficult fire to control in the Three Realms. Even the ancestor Hongjun cannot condense it into a magic weapon!" Zhen Yuan Daxian shook his head.

"Hehe! I have to thank my little brother Ye Fan for this! He is now the body of Xuanji Skyfire. With him and the supreme cultivation of Patriarch Hongjun, it is naturally not difficult to condense a Xuanji Skyfire Pearl. There is no other way. Who allowed you to escape from him last time? Don't tell me your last words. I don't want to hear them. Thank you again for your spiritual power. With him, I will definitely become a saint."

"No! I was wrong! Good brother, please give me a chance to live! You and I are sworn brothers..."

No matter how the Immortal Zhenyuan shouted and begged for mercy, Sun Wukong turned a blind eye. In his mind, there has always been a distinction between good and evil, and forgiveness is the Buddha's business.

Sun Wukong made a hand gesture, muttered something, and threw the Xuanji Sky Fire Pearl into the air. The Xuanji Sky Fire Pearl instantly turned into a red vortex, and the huge spiritual power of Zhenyuan Daxian was continuously absorbed into the formation and turned into purple thunder and blue flames.

Zhen Yuan Da Xian's face changed drastically, and he quickly cast a spell to escape. However, the spiritual power in his body was suppressed by the talisman, so Zhen Yuan Da Xian couldn't cast any spells at all.

Seeing that Zhen Yuan Da Xian was about to be sucked dry, Sun Wukong calmly sat cross-legged on the ground and absorbed the spiritual power from the Xuan Ji Sky Fire Pearl. He was not worried about a sneak attack because Zhen Yuan Da Xian's Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Yangyan Formation was still in operation.

Zen Master Wuchao, who was standing by, felt his heart tighten when he saw this scene. Although he knew that he and Immortal Zhenyuan were just "cannon fodder" of the great catastrophe of heaven, they were still his comrades-in-arms after all, so why not? However, Taishang Laojun, who was standing not far away, had already seen through his thoughts.

"My fellow Taoist! Your opponent is me. You'd better not interfere in the affairs between the two brothers!" Taishang Laojun said with a smile.

"Taishang Laojun, that monkey stole many of your elixirs. Why did you help him?" Zen Master Wuchao asked in an instigative manner.

"Haha! Don't try to sow discord like this. I have lived for tens of thousands of years. If I don't even have this much magnanimity, I would be ashamed of my master, Grandmaster Hongjun!"

"Hmph! You are nothing but an alchemist, yet you dare to fight with me. You are really like a man who wants to hang himself because he is tired of living!" Zen Master Wuchao said disdainfully.

Upon hearing this, Taishang Laojun touched his nose with his index finger and laughed, "Haha! I haven't taken action for many years. It seems that everyone thinks I am a civil servant? Well, today I will use you as a starter and let you see the power of the Three Pure Ones!"

Taishang Laojun raised his hands to the sky, and the Taoist robe on his body automatically separated from his body, revealing the Thunder Emperor Armor underneath. Then Taishang Laojun drew out a magic sword with lightning in the air and placed it in front of his chest, then drew a circle on the spot, and instantly hundreds of the same magic swords appeared around Taishang Laojun.

Zen Master Wuchao could still feel the pressure from the Thunder Emperor's armor even though he was a hundred meters away. What surprised him even more was that the Supreme Lord Laojun actually set up the legendary strongest formation in the Three Realms, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, with just one person. Although it was inferior to the Immortal Execution Sword Formation outside the Taoist sect, a drop of cold sweat still dripped from Zen Master Wuchao's back.

"My fellow Daoist! Please give me some advice!"