Honghuang: The comprehension is against the sky, and he marries Yunxiao at the beginning

Randang stood in the void, with thousands of feet of Buddha light surging, looking coldly at Sun Wukong.

He had been following this battle closely and had thought that Dizang could easily suppress Sun Wukong.

But who could have thought that Dizang would be so incompetent that even with the help of the saint's magic weapon, he could not do anything to Sun Wukong.

It has only been a short period of time, but Sun Wukong's growth is so fast. Not long after he achieved the status of Daluo Jinxian, he is already able to surpass Dizang.

"Sun Wukong, do you still remember this Buddha?" Ran Deng said coldly.

If he didn't show up again, Dizang would have died at the hands of Sun Wukong.

Not long ago, the same thing had happened many times, and even a saintly disciple like Kasyapa died at the hands of Sun Wukong.

Even though he had experienced countless years, he had never seen a talent like Sun Wukong, and was somewhat surprised by Sun Wukong's performance.

However, Sun Wukong is only a Daluo Jinxian. With him in charge of the Western Religion, Sun Wukong cannot cause any trouble.

As he spoke, he slapped out with his palm, and the Buddha's palm instantly became extremely huge.

The Buddha's palm covers the sky and the sun, it is vast and boundless, and its momentum is terrifying.

The dazzling Buddha's light burst out from the Buddha's palm, shaking the heaven and earth, and the void and the avenue trembled.

Dense and numerous road patterns emerged, and the Buddha's palm pressed down towards Sun Wukong. It was extremely terrifying, and the universe resonated with it.

This is the power of a quasi-saint. Just one move can move heaven and earth, which is far beyond the reach of a Daluo Jinxian.

Looking at the Buddha's palm pressing down, Sun Wukong's heart was filled with rage, and he wished he could kill the arrogant Ran Deng with a stick.

"Of course I remember!" Sun Wukong said angrily.

Whether it was the Randang or the Buddha's Palm, he was naturally very familiar with them.

Back then in Heaven, Randeng used similar methods to suppress him under the Five Finger Mountain.

During his many years at the foot of the Five Finger Mountain, he also used this power to hone himself.

He was not surprised that Ran Deng would take action. As early as when he was communicating with Senior Heiwu, he had already guessed that Ran Deng might take action against him.

He just wanted to use the help of fate to break through and get rid of his identity as a pawn, but the Western religion kept holding on to him, suppressed Ksitigarbha, and Randang reappeared.

He naturally knew Ran Deng's strength, but even if Ran Deng was a quasi-saint, so what? He would never surrender.

He was unwilling to be subdued by Ran Deng again. Even though his cultivation had not yet reached the level of a quasi-saint, he would still resist!

Thinking of this, the "Divine Monkey Prison-Suppressing Power" in his body started to work at full capacity, and the terrifying aura burst out completely.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang danced in his hand, causing mountains to collapse and the sky and earth to fall apart.

At this moment, there was no fear in Sun Wukong's eyes, only endless anger and fighting spirit.

The holy light gushed out and merged into the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, shining to the extreme!
"Boom!"

The Buddha's palm and the stick shadow collided with each other, the heaven and earth trembled, and the void and the avenue were disrupted.

Sun Wukong was in the center of the storm, trying his best to activate the Ruyi Jingu Bang, but the Buddha's palm seemed no match for him, and his body was retreating uncontrollably.

After a while, under the continuous dancing of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the Buddha's palm finally dissipated.

Sun Wukong, who had blocked the Buddha's palm, was not in an easy situation either. His face was pale, as if he had been struck by lightning. He had already tried his best.

Seeing this, Randeng couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Even if it was just a casual move, this was a method of a quasi-saint level. It would be easy to suppress Sun Wukong.

But no one would have thought that under such circumstances, Sun Wukong would be able to block it with great difficulty.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong's thoughts became more and more clear, and his "Monkey God's Prison-Suppressing Power" had been pushed to the extreme.

The 840 million particles in the body vibrated together, the particles were constantly roaring and galloping, every Yuan monkey and Ling monkey was floating in the air, and strange phenomena were happening.

At this moment, the monkey particles that had not yet transformed began to continuously absorb strength, absorbing the endless fighting spirit and anger.

Runes appeared one after another and merged with the numerous particles. Those spirit monkey particles that had not yet transformed began to transform further and turned into Yuan monkeys in an instant.

In a short period of time, only 120 million spirit monkey particles remained in the body and further transformed, and another 40 million spirit monkey particles turned into Yuan monkeys.

As the Yuanhou particles further transformed, he was only one step away from achieving perfection as a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Sun Wukong's aura began to fluctuate violently, erupting like a volcano.

The fluctuations of mana around him are constantly increasing, and his aura is transforming at an incredible speed.

Seeing this scene, Dizang looked at Sun Wukong with horror.

Randang is a quasi-saint. Even if he attacks casually, no Daluo Jinxian can contend with him.

Even if he had a saint's magic weapon, he would not be able to block the attack of the quasi-saint.

But Sun Wukong was clearly a Daluo Jinxian, yet he actually blocked Ran Deng’s attack. How could he accept this?
Tang Sanzang and the others were not in a much better situation. They were all stunned and looked at Sun Wukong with fear.

Sun Wukong refreshed their cognition time and time again. He was not only able to suppress Dizang firmly, but also blocked the attack of the quasi-saint.

After blocking Randang's attack, Sun Wukong was able to make a breakthrough. Such talent is simply unreasonable.

Fortunately, Ran Deng's attack was random, and no matter how much Sun Wukong broke through, he was ultimately just a Daluo Jinxian, and would still be suppressed by their Western religion.

Thinking of this, the fear in the eyes of Dizang and others began to dissipate, and was replaced by a bit of relief.

On the other hand, Ran Deng also had many questions in his mind and was also amazed at Sun Wukong's performance.

But now, he felt more joy in his heart. It was not a bad thing that Sun Wukong had such a talent.

He showed up just to let Sun Wukong wear the golden hoop, which was a magic weapon personally refined by the two saints and contained the power of the saints.

As long as Sun Wukong wears the golden hoop, no matter how extraordinary his talent is, how can he escape from the clutches of the Western religion?
Today's Sun Wukong is only one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal, and can even withstand the attacks of a Quasi-Saint. With the help of the journey to the West in the future, it is very likely that Sun Wukong will become a Quasi-Saint.

He became more determined to let Sun Wukong wear the golden hoop. The better Sun Wukong's talent, the greater the benefit it would bring to Western religion.

While he was thinking, a huge hand emerged from the sky, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the world.

This time, Dizang used all his strength without any reservation.

In an instant, thousands of beams of light suddenly appeared, and the palm exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

This is a supreme means, enough to subdue the Great Dao, suppress the void, and make heaven and earth resonate with it.

The terrifying pressure trapped Sun Wukong tightly and he couldn't move at all.

The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the palm that covered the sky and the sun fell again, suppressing Sun Wukong.

Looking at the Buddha's palms that kept falling, Sun Wukong remained silent, and the fighting spirit in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

He would never bow his head. Even if he was at the Golden Immortal level, he dared to face Randang directly.

Now that he has achieved the Golden Immortal, what fear does he have when facing Randeng again? Sun Wukong roared with blood and energy, and the "Monkey God Prison Power" pushed him to the extreme.

Eight hundred and forty million particles all shook, the vast force crushed the void, and the laws of the avenue permeated, sweeping in all directions.

The power contained in the particles exploded completely, and the aura on his body increased again!
Endless holy light permeated his body. The rich aura made the heaven and earth roar and made the runes of the Great Dao appear.

The more than 700 million monkey particles in his body were fully awakened, and a spirit monkey appeared behind him, faintly transforming into the appearance of a divine monkey.

A terrifying aura erupted, and the dazzling holy light was drawn, merging into Sun Wukong's body along with the spirit monkey.

Then, Sun Wukong's body glowed with colorful light, and the brilliant holy light appeared from the boundless void and condensed on the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

He stared at Master Ran Deng intently, two golden lights burst out from his eyes, and terrifying power erupted completely.

For many years under the Five Finger Mountain, he has been using the power of the Taoist Master Ran Deng to hone himself and has long been familiar with this power.

The roar continued, and the heaven and earth shook. Sun Wukong broke free from his restraints, and the pressure from the quasi-saint level was completely broken.

The indomitable fighting spirit rose into the sky. He clenched the golden cudgel in his hand and swung it towards the Buddha's palm above with all his might.

The shadow of the stick emerged, the void trembled, and it illuminated the entire world.

This stick was a full-strength attack containing 840 million particles, which had surpassed the level of a Daluo Jinxian and touched the realm of a quasi-saint.

The Buddha's palm finally fell, with the patterns of the Great Dao engraved on it and the runes of the Great Dao hidden in it, making it almost unstoppable.

"Boom!"

The Buddha's palm collided with the stick shadow, the runes of the avenue were shattered, and the void was shaking.

However, the shadow of the stick was like a pillar supporting the sky, emitting a terrifying aura, and it actually blocked the falling trend of the Buddha's palm.

"How is it possible!" Dizang murmured.

That was a quasi-saint using all his strength, how could Sun Wukong possibly block it?

As a Daluo Jinxian, he naturally knew the gap between a Quasi-Sage and a Daluo Jinxian.

Even though the peak of Daluo Jinxian is only one step away from Quasi-Sage, the gap between the two is incomparable.

He just felt extremely horrified. He had never expected that Sun Wukong, who was at the Golden Immortal level, could actually display such strength.

Now Sun Wukong is just a Daluo Jinxian. If Sun Wukong can really become a quasi-sage, how powerful will Sun Wukong be?
He even had some doubts that once Sun Wukong attained the status of a quasi-saint, even if he had just attained the status of a quasi-saint, Ran Deng would not be able to suppress him anymore.

At this moment, he just wanted Ran Deng to quickly suppress Sun Wukong to prevent future troubles.

Only by letting Sun Wukong wear the golden hoop and become a disciple of their Western religion, can he feel completely at ease.

When the other Western disciples saw this scene, they felt deeply powerless.

When Brother Ksitigarbha was fighting with Sun Wukong, they didn't understand why Ksitigarbha was so unbearable?

But now they finally understood that Brother Dizang’s defeat was not unfair. Throughout history, how many people could stop a quasi-saint in the realm of Daluo Jinxian?

They were filled with admiration for the talent and strength that Sun Wukong showed in being able to achieve this.

Dizang looked at Sun Wukong who was struggling to hold on and felt it was unbelievable and even a little shaken.

He had to admit that Sun Wukong's talent was too unimaginable, and he even felt that Sun Wukong would definitely surpass him in the future.

Unfortunately, the future is only the future after all. At the moment, Sun Wukong is only a Daluo Jinxian, which is a huge gap between him and him. What kind of threat can he pose to him?
He was even happier that Sun Wukong was able to display such strength. The better Sun Wukong's performance, the greater the benefits that Western religion could get!
Moreover, he even felt a hint of threat from Sun Wukong.

He was even somewhat glad that he took action now. If he had delayed a little longer and allowed Sun Wukong to gain more luck, more variables would most likely have arisen.

For Western religions, Sun Wukong is of vital importance and no mistakes can be made.

Thinking of this, Randeng’s expression became solemn, his eyes fixed on Sun Wukong.

With a thought, the aura on the Buddha's palm increased again. The Ruyi Jingu Bang could no longer resist it, and the speed of the Buddha's palm falling suddenly increased.

In an instant, the Buddha's palm had fallen and pressed firmly on Sun Wukong's body.

Under the Buddha's palm, Sun Wukong remained determined to fight and was extremely angry.

He practiced for many years just to get rid of his identity as a pawn and to seek revenge on Ran Deng.

But now, facing Ran Deng again, he is still no match for Ran Deng.

He wanted to tear everything apart and drag Randeng to be buried with him, but his anger was of no use at all.

He tried his best to break free from the Buddha's palm, but it was extremely firm and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.

Even if he used all his strength to activate the "God Monkey Prison Power", even if the particles in his body exploded with power, it would have no effect.

After seeing that Sun Wukong was completely suppressed, Randeng finally showed a satisfied smile.

No matter how talented Sun Wukong is, he can never escape the control of the Western religion.

As for Dizang, Tang Sanzang and others, they finally put their minds at ease.

Today's battle can be described as three waves of attack. Even if Randang showed up in person, it would take two attacks to take down Sun Wukong.

Now, Sun Wukong has been suppressed. As long as Sun Wukong wears the golden hoop, there will be no obstacles to the Journey to the West, and the rise of Western religion will also come.

Afterwards, Randeng had already made his move, and the gold-inlaid hood had turned into a golden hoop and slipped away from the hands of the Western Sect disciple.

At the urging of Randang, the golden hoop hung above Sun Wukong's head and then slowly fell down.

Seeing the golden hoop about to fall, Sun Wukong was unwilling to give in and tried his best to break free.

However, he was firmly imprisoned by the Buddha's palm and had no ability to break free. He could only watch the golden hoop being put on his head.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he put on the golden hoop, Sun Wukong would definitely be obedient.

He subconsciously recited the spell to tighten the golden hoop, and Sun Wukong really had a splitting headache, his ears and face turned red. He tried his best to get rid of the golden hoop, but it was of no use at all.

"Thank you, Buddha Dipankara!" Tang Sanzang said with a smile.

The battle just now was still vivid in his mind, and the strength displayed by Sun Wukong made him feel a little scared.

But now, Sun Wukong has been put on the golden hoop, and he no longer needs to be afraid.

Hearing Tang Sanzang's thanks, Randeng nodded in response and took the initiative to withdraw the Buddha's palm that was suppressing Sun Wukong.

Now that Sun Wukong has put on the golden hoop, the rest can be left to Tang Sanzang. Then, he disappeared with Ksitigarbha and others.

Watching Randeng and others leave, Tang Sanzang also revealed a satisfied smile.

However, at the moment when Randeng and the others left, a faint light flashed on the golden hoop above Sun Wukong's head. (End of this chapter)