592: Soaring into the sky

When Tang Ku returned to the center of the arena holding the Pseudo-Saint, everyone was stunned!

They were amazed at the strength of Tang Ku, who could take down this freak so easily, and even more surprised by his attitude.

"It's all over now!"

Holy Heart Guanyin nodded slightly at Tang Ku.

Tang Ku also bowed slightly to her and said, "Thank you for your help, Bodhisattva. Tang Sanzang is deeply grateful!"

Holy Heart Guanyin shook her head and said, "It was just my duty... Although you have established your own sect, you are still a branch of our Buddhism. A Disciple of Buddha cannot just stand by and watch when someone is in danger."

"But after all, we are on opposite sides. If they..."

Tang Ku glanced sideways at Compassionate Guanyin and couldn't help but chuckle, "They won't do anything to you, right?"

Holy Heart Guanyin smiled, nodded, and slowly returned to the ranks.

"Tang Sanzang, this guy in your hands is very important to us. Could you..."

The True Martial Great Emperor of the North Pole spoke up from the side.

"No, this thing is just as important to me! However, we can interrogate him together right here!"

Tang Ku kicked the Pseudo-Saint, who he had thrown on the ground like a dead dog, and said, "I know you're still awake... Speak up. Answer the questions I just asked you in front of everyone!"

"Hehe... Hehehehe..."

Goethe Del, his face covered in golden blood, sneered, "You... you won't be arrogant for much longer... All of you... are... are going to die!"

Tang Ku frowned slightly: "Then are you afraid of death?"

Goethe Del sneered: "Go ahead and torture me to death. The torture we have endured over endless years is far more terrifying than physical pain... Hehe, I really hope you ants can also feel that despair and loneliness of endless years... You... you don't have many good days left, hahahaha... hahahaha..."

This guy suddenly started laughing wildly, a faint golden light appeared on his body, dots of energy began to condense in his chest, and a dangerous aura permeated the surroundings.

Tang Ku said disdainfully: "Self-destruct? That trick is not fresh!"

Ten Directions Invincible was activated, and the powerful force of the Power Law pressed directly onto his chest.

"Since you are unwilling to speak, so be it, but I don't have the habit of torturing people... And you cannot self-destruct..."

The powerful Law descended, and Tang Ku punched the mass of energy condensing on his chest. With a sound like glass shattering, the condensed energy ball instantly collapsed... shattered directly by Tang Ku's Power Law.

"Uh, you..."

Goethe Del only managed to say one word before his mouth suddenly hurt; it turned out Tang Ku had already punched his jaw into dust.

"You... must die by my hand! Hmph, tell that lord of yours to wash his neck and wait; I will come looking for him... And your companions, those guys from the Pseudo-Saint Legion... I will hunt them down one by one... As long as they dare to show their heads, their fate will be the same as yours! So..."

Tang Ku raised his right fist, Great Wilderness Divine Fist: Burial of All Living Things, combined with the nearly perfect Law, and smashed Goethe Del's head into pieces with one punch.

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Everyone was horrified because, in their impression, even though Tang Sanzang had become incomparably powerful, he was still that compassionate, good monk who would not use such heavy-handed methods.

But now, his methods seemed... much more extreme than anyone else's.

After a moment of silence, Tang Ku looked up at the crowd and said: "Everyone, let's continue!"

"Still... still going to fight?"

Throughout the sky, the people from the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Realm all looked at Tang Ku with stiff expressions, not knowing what to say.

"Tang Sanzang, that's enough. Whether it's debating Buddha Dharma or fighting, you have firmly held the upper hand. Do you really have to kill everyone? If that's the case, then we have no choice but to use all our strength and fight you to the end!"

Compassionate Guanyin said through gritted teeth.

"Fight my ass, I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you now!"

Tang Ku rolled his eyes and said, "This battle is very important to me! You must help me finish it!"

"That makes no sense to us!"

Maitreya Buddha suddenly said: "What exactly do you want to do? Are you trying to improve your cultivation through fighting? I advise you not to do this, because this is putting the cart before the horse. Your cultivation should be built on Buddha Dharma. Blind fighting and slaughter will only cause your state of mind to regress and eventually lead you into the Demonic Path!"

Tang Ku suddenly pointed to the headless corpse on the ground and said: "Then does this guy count as the Demonic Path?"

"Uh... his methods are insidious and ruthless, but whether it is the Demonic Path, we are not sure!"

Maitreya frowned slightly.

"Let me tell you, there are thousands, even hundreds of thousands of guys like this, with insidious and ruthless methods, suspected to be of the Demonic Path... Try to imagine, what would happen if these guys really invaded this world? Let me remind you, since these guys are called Pseudo-Saints, their combat power must be the closest to a Saint. The guy I killed was just a scout, a spy, a nobody... The truly powerful ones among them should be on par with a Saint, or even have strength that surpasses a Saint!"

Tang Ku sneered, "Do you really want to see these guys appear in this world?"

"Of course we don't!"

Grand Tutor Wen had recovered a lot. He struggled to stand up and said in a deep voice, "But does this have anything to do with your fight with us?"

"Fight me, and I guarantee... the invasion of these guys will become a joke!"

Tang Ku raised his head, his eyes revealing endless confidence.

Everyone looked at each other, and then they saw Tang Ku slowly levitating. He looked around and chuckled: "Although you don't understand it now, but... has there ever been anything I, Tang Sanzang, said that hasn't been fulfilled yet?"

"Fine, then how do you want to fight?"

The people from the Western Buddhist Realm and the Heavenly Court all looked at him with strange expressions, as if they had tacitly accepted his statement, as if there was some magic in his words. And it was Compassionate Guanyin who asked.

"You... follow me!"

Whoosh!

An afterimage appeared, Tang Ku's figure disappeared, all the experts looked at the sky, and then turned into countless meteors, chasing in the direction of Tang Ku. Countless streams of light flashed in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the area above Shaoshi Mountain instantly became quiet.

"What... what the hell is going on here!"

On the ground, all the Cultivators looked at this anticlimactic scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly to themselves.

"No matter how I look at it, I feel like we've been played!"

The old Daoist who was chatting happily with Li Chengqian smiled bitterly helplessly.

"Nonsense, did they ask you to come?"

A gray-robed monk on the side said disdainfully, "Debating Buddha Dharma and discussing the Dao, didn't you learn anything from it?"