Upon the lotus throne, Lord Buddha sat expressionless.
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Lord Lao visibly froze, gripping his whisk tightly in his hand.
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"Are you staking your life on this?" The Six-Eared Macaque smiled slowly, his gaze drifting toward Mother Nuwa standing in the distance. "Then let's see what happens."
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Yang Chan stared blankly, her hand trembling slightly.
In the sky, the Buddha-spark drifted down, inching closer to Tripitaka.
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With a thunderous roar, the tentacles of Heavenly Tribulation, forged from spiritual power, lashed violently toward Monkey King and the Six-Eared Macaque.
As if responding to a command to attack, Monkey King and the Six-Eared Macaque unleashed all their power at once, colliding head-on. Dodging the Tribulation's tentacles, they erupted in a frenzy of impact. Blinding white light instantly engulfed everything.
Hoarse, desperate roars echoed through every corner of heaven and earth.
Amid flying sand and scattered stones, everyone was pushed back. Before they could recover, the second wave of impact had already arrived.
Each person clenched their teeth, struggling to endure in this storm-tossed world.
Fangs bared, veins bulging—the two figures at the heart of the battlefield were no exception.
Within these raging currents, mountains, rivers, and everything between heaven and earth seemed to twist and distort like ink on wet paper.
Perhaps this is the most terrifying outcome—Limitless against Limitless, force against force at their absolute extremes. A battle with no resolution, yet utterly inescapable: a true cataclysm of heaven and earth.
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Bathed in golden radiance, Tripitaka pressed his palms together, his gaze vacant.
In this dazzling world, just one step away lay utter devastation.