Chapter 846: Chapter 846

Jiang Ziya rose from behind Jin Chanzi, holding a seven-colored glazed tile in his hand, and viciously smashed it towards Tang Sanzang’s head.

Bang~ The glazed tile hit the back of Jin Chanzi’s head, releasing seven-colored divine light.

Jin Chanzi’s eyes rolled back, and blood splattered from the back of his head, as he immediately fell downwards, crashing into the valley below with a series of cracks and thuds.

Jiang Ziya reached out his hand, and the scripture fell into his grasp. The cover displayed four large characters "Original Taoist Scripture". He coldly snorted and said, "A mere little Buddha dares to act recklessly on Kunlun Mountain? Let me show you what it means to bear no grudges."

Jiang Ziya stored the scripture copied by his senior brother in his bosom, and immediately flew downwards.

Below, Jin Chanzi crashed to the ground, landing amidst broken branches and scattered green leaves.

Jiang Ziya landed beside Jin Chanzi, threw away the seven-colored glazed tile in his hand, and with a flash of light, it transformed into an altar suspended before him. With a flick of his finger, Jin Chanzi, lying below, slowly rose and floated onto the altar. Previously, offerings to Tang Sanzang were not accepted because Tang Sanzang was a mortal. Now, offering Jin Chanzi, the great God Demon should accept it, right?!

Jiang Ziya took two steps back, respectfully bowed, and kowtowed, saying, "Great All Heavens Demons, disciple Jiang Ziya offers the Buddhist Sandalwood Merit Buddha as a sacrifice. Please, mighty demon, accept it with a smile."

Immediately, dense chaos qi emerged around the altar, enveloping it. The chaos qi surged continuously, leaving only the area where Tang Sanzang lay clear, like a pure land amidst endless chaos, with a body lying within this pure land.

Time and again, illusory figures appeared and disappeared within the chaos; each figure was indescribably majestic and immensely great.

"Uh~" Jin Chanzi’s body suddenly trembled.

Kneeling below, Jiang Ziya suddenly looked up, gazing in disbelief at Jin Chanzi on the altar. What’s going on? How could he wake up so soon? This shouldn’t be possible at all! His mind was suddenly filled with panic, and he could only pray earnestly that the great demon would take a liking to this cicada at once and quickly take it away.

’Jin Chanzi’ slowly opened his eyes and mumbled in confusion, "Where is this poor monk?" He could see a blurry phantom in front of him.

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and examined closely; the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed, overlapping with a figure in his memory. In an instant, his whole body was seized with a spasm, and he stood up, shouting in horror, "Jiang... Jiang Ziya, what do you want to do? The scripture retrieval is over; won’t you let this poor monk go?"

Turning his head to look around at the ever-surging chaotic fog, his heart was filled with terror. This is definitely not something good. Is this poor monk done for? Wukong, Bajie, Wu Jing, where are you? Your master misses you dearly.

Jiang Ziya said with an odd expression, "Are you Tang Sanzang?"

Tang Sanzang nodded repeatedly, a hiss escaping as waves of intense pain surged through his body, his heart overcome with an inexplicable sorrow. What did I ever do to offend him? Why is Jiang Ziya tormenting me ? Boohoo~ Big Ya, I can’t meet you anymore.

The chaos qi suddenly surged, as a majestic phantom gradually became clearer. A shadow sat cross-legged amidst the chaos, silently watching Tang Sanzang below, while all other demon god phantoms faded away.

Jiang Ziya quickly and respectfully bowed, realizing that this situation indicated that the offering had caught the attention of a certain demon god.

This God and Demon Altar was once borrowed by Bai Jin from Nuwa Palace, refined and modified accordingly, and was also one of the means to save fellow disciples during the Divine Enthronement. All the treasures that Jiang Ziya claimed to offer to the gods and demons had been taken by Bai Jin.

Now Bai Jin is in the demon realm, the two realms are isolated, and Bai Jin cannot receive the summons from this God and Demon Altar, but somehow Jiang Ziya’s sacrifice had caught attention. Could this altar actually summon gods and demons for real?

Within the chaos, in Wa Emperor Heaven, Nuwa sits cross-legged on a cloud bed, with a cloud mirror manifesting the scene of Jiang Ziya’s offering in front of her.

This so-called God and Demon Altar was originally crafted by Nuwa, and now that Bai Jin is not in the Three Realms, it naturally transmitted its signal to Wa Emperor Heaven, unable to find its master.

Standing beside the cloud bed were Qingluan and Cai Feng, both curiously watching the cloud mirror.

Qingluan curiously asked, "Niangniang, this altar seems both familiar and strange."

"This altar was originally erected by me to transfer the Witch Demon’s qi fortune; it was no longer needed after the Witch Demon war and was discarded under the steps as a footstool, later taken by Bai Jin to make this God and Demon Altar," Nuwa said blandly, watching the cloud mirror.

Cai Feng frowned, saying, "Niangniang’s belongings, even if useless, shouldn’t be allowed to wander outside! I shall go reclaim the altar."

Nuwa showed a faint smile and said, "That Tang Sanzang still retains consciousness; it is indeed rare. The two sect hierarchs of Buddhism calculated against me; now it’s my turn to repay them in kind."

Nuwa raised her hand and pointed to the cloud mirror.

Within the Earth Immortal Realm’s valley, Jiang Ziya saw, from within the chaos, a slender jade hand extending, casually flicking towards Tang Sanzang. With a bang, Tang Sanzang was immediately flung from the altar, soaring in an arc, and smashed into the distant mountain forest.

The God and Demon Altar instantly flew up, enlarging as it descended towards Tang Sanzang.

"Ah~ No, please!" A fearful cry from Tang Sanzang echoed from the distant forest.

With a rumble, the earth shook, and the altar settled within the forest, suppressing Tang Sanzang beneath it. The altar twisted and transformed, becoming a mountain. The glazed-colored peak gradually turned earthy yellow, with lush green flowers, grass, and trees sprouting from the mountain body, swiftly transforming into a great mountain identical to the surrounding peaks.

Jiang Ziya remained in shock throughout, as the altar’s transformation far exceeded his imagination. Suddenly coming to his senses, he cried out, "What...what’s going on here?"

He rushed forward at once, hugging the newborn mountain, lamenting, "God and Demon Altar, my God and Demon Altar! How could you turn into a mountain?"

He patted the mountain with sorrow, pleading, "Turn back, my God and Demon Altar! Please turn back quickly; I can’t bear to lose you!" ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novｅlfire.net

Within Wa Emperor Heaven, Qingluan Immortal curiously asked, "Niangniang, why did you turn this magic treasure into a mountain?"

Nuwa smiled and said, "I am nurturing a spirit."

"Nurturing what spirit?"

"Naturally, Tang Sanzang."

Qingluan Immortal realized, excitedly saying, "Niangniang, you’re planning to cultivate Tang Sanzang to replace Jin Chanzi?"

"Tang Sanzang is much more lovable than Jin Chanzi."

"Jin Chanzi is the fierce beast Six-winged Golden Cicada, and Tang Sanzang is merely a mortal. To cultivate Tang Sanzang to a level comparable to Jin Chanzi will not be a short-term task."

"No rush, the Demon Tribulation still has a long way to go."

"Demon Tribulation, I wonder how Senior Brother is doing in the demon realm." Qingluan softly muttered.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Naturally safe and without worry; going to the demon realm for him is just like cross-realm travel and leisure."