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81: Physical transcendence for points

Boom!

The ground within a five-hundred-meter radius collapsed with a roar, and the shockwave from the immense power spread outwards, causing the entire earth to vibrate like ripples on water, as if the ground was trembling. Huge cracks, like a spiderweb, continuously spread outwards, leaving traces on the ground for dozens of miles.

Buddha of Sandalwood Merit's Dharma form instantly vanished after that one strike, turning into a sky full of starlight, leaving only a deep pit on the ground, as if struck by a meteorite, and Anubis, who had already transformed into a human form, lying at the bottom of the pit.

His nose and mouth were full of blood, and the scimitar in his hand had countless cracks, seemingly about to shatter into dust at any moment.

Tang Ku slowly flew closer, looking at Anubis's miserable state, and put his palms together, saying, "Benefactor, turn back and reach the shore. If you choose to stop, I can make the decision to let you go and allow you to report back to your Master!"

Anubis struggled to sit up, but found that all the bones in his body had shattered. Even moving a tiny bit would cause pain like an electric shock throughout his body.

His remaining Divine Power was repairing his body, but the process was very slow. With such severe injuries, even if he could fully recover, it would take several months, of course, this is assuming no one disturbs him.

The Monk in front of him... if he were to deliver another punch like before, he would surely die!

However, Anubis was, after all, a prominent figure in Egyptian mythology. As the so-called God of Death, he had never truly experienced failure.

Besides his unwillingness to give up, what supported him was his dignity!

"Monk... Monk, you... you kill me. I won't... won't reveal... even a single shred... of information to you!"

Although his nose and mouth were full of blood, he still expressed his meaning very clearly. But after saying this, he coughed violently, as if blood had flowed back into his nasal cavity, spraying blood foam everywhere. At the same time, tear-like cracks appeared on his body surface, making him look even more miserable.

"This is called reaping what you sow. Since you choose to be a martyr, I won't force you... I hope your companions can understand your good intentions..."

Tang Ku put his palms together, intending to deliver the final blow to this fellow.

"Holy Monk, let me do it. You are a member of the Buddha Dharma, try to minimize killing!"

Nezha appeared beside him at some point, and this time he surprisingly thoughtfully brought up his Fire Tipped Spear.

"Bang!"

In Nezha's astonished gaze, Tang Ku punched Anubis's head, causing the legendary God of Death to turn into a pile of sand, scattering everywhere with the wind.

"Third Prince's good intentions, I appreciate them... You should know that the term 'transcendence' includes not only spiritual transcendence but also physical transcendence!" Tang Ku said with a smile, "Their lineage of gods is clearly not very well-regarded, otherwise, they wouldn't even be unaware of the most basic information about our Buddha Dharma.

If he were to return alive without completing his mission, it would inevitably implicate all the gods in his lineage. I don't know about their Great Leader, but their Master would certainly choose to destroy their entire pantheon... So, this fellow sacrificed himself for righteousness. As the culprit who caused his failure, how could Poor Monk not fulfill him and transcend him?"

Nezha was stunned, tilting his head and thinking for a moment before saying, "Is that so? Then Holy Monk is truly compassionate!"

Tang Ku chanted a Buddha Dharma name, with only one thought in his heart: "Excellent, excellent, finally 3 Iron Fist Points have been credited!"

In mid-air, Yang Jian slowly descended, looked at Tang Ku and said, "Holy Monk, how did you get here? We went to the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, but did not find your trace. How did you know our location and manage to come to our rescue?"

Tang Ku smiled helplessly: "This was Poor Monk's oversight... Hmm, Wu Zhen? Where is Wu Zhen?"

"Here!"

Wu Zhen slowly descended from the air and landed in front of them, putting her palms together towards Nezha and Yang Jian, bowing and saying, "This humble Monk Wu Zhen, is Master's newly accepted Disciple. Greetings to both... Venerable Deities!"

She didn't know their identities, but since they could fight back and forth with two battle-proficient gods from the Egyptian pantheon, they must not be Mortals, so she addressed them as Venerable Deities.

"What a handsome little novice Monk!"

Nezha exclaimed in surprise, "Where did Holy Monk pick her up from?"

"A novice Monk, perhaps not. Wu Zhen is truly a female!"

Tang Ku chuckled, and then told them about his experiences in Chang'an and Wu Zhen's identity, and also informed them about Yuan Tiangang's matter.

Only then did the two realize that they had been prejudiced, assuming Tang Ku was a Buddha Dharma Disciple, and immediately rushed to the West to await Tang Ku's appearance, but they didn't expect him to return to the Great Tang first, thus the three of them went their separate ways.

And upon hearing that Wu Zhen was not only a female but also a goddess from another world, they were even more impressed with Tang Ku.

"Holy Monk truly has profound Buddha Dharma. You just converted a... a Saint Seiya, and now you've converted a goddess. Could it be that you are the chosen one, naturally destined to counter enemies?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Hehe, this is just a coincidence. There are always people with wisdom roots, and people without wisdom roots, like Anubis, who I hammered to death earlier, are like a stone in a latrine pit. Even if my Buddha Dharma reached the heavens, I couldn't convert him, so I could only physically transcend him! By the way, how did you two get here, and why did you encounter these two fellows?"

Tang Ku asked.

"We waited at Spirit Mountain for about two days before we remembered Holy Monk's origin..." Yang Jian smiled wryly, "So we set off for the Great Tang, but unexpectedly, we encountered several very powerful characters along the way, and these two were two of that group! Bull Demon King seemed to have learned of Princess Iron Fan's whereabouts during the battle and was led away by several enemies. And we were held up here by these two guys, unable to provide assistance!"

"So, Old Bull was tricked?"

Tang Ku frowned slightly, "With his shrewdness, he shouldn't be so easily deceived... Perhaps the person who told him Princess Iron Fan's whereabouts was telling the truth!"

"Even if it's true, if the other party came specifically to capture him, it's very likely they would set a trap targeting his characteristics. Bull Demon King being tricked and captured is almost certain!"

Yang Jian said.

"Then what should we do?" Nezha couldn't help but ask anxiously, "How should we rescue him?"

Tang Ku rubbed his head: "I can't do anything!"

Yang Jian also frowned slightly: "The Seventy-Two Transformations' divination technique can only guess roughly, but it cannot determine his current location..."

The three of them immediately looked worried.

"If you want to divine someone's location... maybe I can try!"

Whoosh!

The three of them looked at Wu Zhen in unison. The little Monk's face immediately turned red, and she twisted shyly, saying, "Being looked at by three handsome men makes me shy!"

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