9: Erlang Zhenjun

However, that sentence was stuck in his throat, temporarily unable to be spoken, because if he was even slightly careless, he would be decapitated!

The newcomer's magic power and martial arts were both very strong!

The tenth level of Vajra Zen Skill suddenly coated him in a golden glow, and then, twenty points of defense instantly burst forth, and amidst the radiating golden light, Tang Ku used his bald head to take the blow directly!

Clang!

The newcomer was instantly forced back three steps, squinting at Tang Ku, and sneered, "This Prodigy's head is quite hard, but I wonder how long you can last!"

Swish!

That uniquely shaped weapon swept over like a whirlwind, its power so immense that he was hard-pressed to respond, almost retreating with every move and dodging to avoid it.

Besides avoiding its sharp edge, Tang Ku truly did not want to be an enemy of the person in front of him.

Many people used the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, but in this world, there was no one else who used this weapon and possessed such magic power except Erlang Shen!

However, although this Erlang Shen did not seem like an enemy, he treated him as one. The word "Prodigy" just now and the stance of wanting to kill him with the blade right now were proof.

Tang Ku wanted to explain, but he was forced into silence by the opponent's continuous blade attacks.

"Damn it, do you really think I'm easy to bully..."

Tang Ku was enraged, and while dodging, he secretly added all the Iron Fist Points obtained from fighting the ox-head and the remaining 2 Iron Fist Points to his strength.

A total of 5 points from fighting the ox-head, plus these 2 points, made a total of 7 points. Tang Ku's strength instantly rose to 17 points.

"That's enough for now... Yang Jian, you take a punch from me too..."

In his previous life, Tang Ku was a Great Master of boxing, proficient in various traditional Chinese martial arts boxing styles, especially the Xingyi Quan, a common folk practice known for its powerful force application techniques and moves specifically designed for attack, which he had mastered to perfection.

A bursting punch with 17 points of strength instantly erupted, stacking his power multiple times in an instant and unleashing it at a single point.

Clang!

A punch slammed heavily onto the long shaft of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, and Erlang Shen Yang Jian was startled, instantly feeling his hands go numb. A violent force almost instantly transmitted throughout his body, forcing him to retreat three steps before he finally stopped.

"Haha, good Prodigy, you still have this trick. I was careless. Again!"

Yang Jian held his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade horizontally, intending to charge forward again, but after taking just one step, he involuntarily stopped again, frowning slightly at the scene before him.

Tang Ku had no intention of fighting him to the death.

Intelligence 23, Strength 50, Skill 63, Agility 50, Speed 58, Defense 68!

The combat data of Yang Jian, the Three Realms' top War God, was laid out here. To fight him to the death would be seeking death.

His punch was to gain a sliver of opportunity, an opportunity to talk with the other party.

The Dharmakaya of Buddha of Sandalwood Merit suddenly appeared in the Underworld, and the intense golden light, carrying endless Buddha Power, caused the surrounding ghosts to scream continuously.

However, this Dharmakaya appeared only for an instant, and that instant was already enough.

"Erlang Shen, do you still recognize Poor Monk? Can we talk properly now?"

Seeing Yang Jian hesitate for a moment, Tang Ku quickly interjected, "Have you forgotten our battle against the Nine-Headed Bug outside Bibo Pool?"

The one who fought the Nine-Headed Bug was Sun Wukong, but Yang Jian would not fail to recognize Tang Seng's face.

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Jian tentatively asked, "Could it be... Sanzang?"

"Amitabha, Zhenjun has finally recognized Poor Monk!" Tang Ku couldn't help but wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead, put his palms together, and said, "May I ask why Zhenjun is here?"

At this moment, Yang Jian was wearing a white battle robe, looking dignified and awe-inspiring. His third eye on his forehead glowed brightly as he looked at Tang Ku and said in a deep voice, "Don't try to get familiar yet! I haven't confirmed your identity... Hmm, I ask you, all the Saints of the Buddhist Realm have disappeared without a trace, why are you the only one who survived? Are you real or fake?"

Tang Ku wondered, "Real or fake, can't Zhenjun tell? I am also very puzzled by this, why all Buddhas perished, yet I am still alive... Uh, wait... You've been to the Western Buddhist Realm? Why would you think of going to the Western Buddhist Realm? How did you know something happened in the Western World?"

Yang Jian hadn't even spoken, but Tang Ku had already answered for him.

"Could it be... Could it be that the Immortal Realm has also...?" Tang Ku's face instantly turned grim, and he clasped his hands together, proclaiming a Buddha's name, "It seems there's no need for me to go to the Immortal Realm to see..."

"You're really not controlled by those evil fiends?"

Yang Jian scrutinized Tang Ku, asking in confusion, "I remember you were originally a frail scholar, without such combat power, yet how are you able to block my blade?"

"I have already become a Buddha, but at the very moment of becoming a Buddha, something unexpected happened..."

Tang Ku told him everything he knew, smiling bitterly, "I originally intended to come here to pay respects to Ksitigarbha, but I didn't even get to see him. I also went to see the Dao field in the human world, and there wasn't even a trace of Buddha Power."

Yang Jian fell silent, then gave a helpless bitter smile, "Indeed, it is a calamity, even Ksitigarbha... Hmm, Holy Monk, why don't you ask what happened to the Heavenly Court? Don't you think I could be one of them?"

"These evil fiends choose the largest forces in the Three Realms. Zhenjun is permanently stationed at Guanjiang Estuary and does not seem to hold a position in the Heavenly Court, so they must have missed you!"

Tang Ku shook his head and said, "Moreover, the eyes of the people controlled by those evil fiends are different!"

He recalled the controlled Sun Wukong and the ox-head he had encountered earlier, frowning slightly. He hadn't paid too much attention at the time, but now that he thought about it, their eyes had a flickering black and red light, completely different from Erlang Shen's clear gaze.

The two found a stone by the Bridge of Helplessness and sat down. Yang Jian smiled bitterly and helplessly, "I went to the Heavenly Court the day before yesterday because a demon with cultivation close to that of a Loose Immortal was causing trouble near Guanjiang Estuary. Those demons were very different from the guys I knew. After I slew all of them, I carried their heads, intending to go to Lao Jun in Lihen Heaven to inquire about this matter, but to my surprise, all I saw were ruins and... and dense Death Qi!"

"I worried that all the worlds had been afflicted, so I went to the Western Pure Land, only to find the situation there was exactly the same as what I had encountered. That's when I thought of coming to the Underworld to investigate, but unexpectedly, I met the Holy Monk!"

Yang Jian said, "Along the way, I also encountered some old acquaintances, but it's clear they were all disguised evil spirits. This eye of mine finds it difficult to discern their true forms. If they hadn't attacked first, I wouldn't have been able to tell if they had ill intentions! And what the Holy Monk said about the state of their eyes, to be honest, I had also noticed it, but I never saw that color appear! So, I was originally still suspicious of your identity! However, when you released your Dharmakaya just now, it completely put my mind at ease, because other things can be faked, but such pure Buddha Power is incredibly difficult. Erlang offended you just now, please forgive him!"