139: Chapter 138 Am I a Demon?

Chapter 138: Am I a Monster? (End of the month, asking for monthly votes)

"Brother Po? I already scouted the route to the temple in this secret realm last time, which can save us a lot of trouble crossing the river. The real trouble is entering the temple."

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Sun Po asked instead, "Are there any living people in this Jinshan Temple dungeon?"

Liu Jianren replied, "Not really. The old monk said they are all heroic spirits whose obsessions are hard to dispel. Even that Jinshan Temple feels more like a ghost temple, but it is indeed very helpful for exploring the secret realm. It took us quite a while to enter the temple back then; we must first—"

Seeing that Liu Jianren was chattering endlessly and about to open the floodgates of conversation, Sun Po quickly stopped him:

"Stop! Just stand here and don't move for a moment. I'll go over there and get what Red Flood Dragon wants for you."

With that, Sun Po walked toward the riverside, reciting silently in his heart as he walked:

"Black Rhino Armor!! Combine!!"

"Tianhe Budu!! Appear!!"

Following Sun Po's summons, water currents swirled around Sun Po's body, transforming into a domineering, tech-styled dark armor.

The river ahead was directly covered by an even broader, more turbulent black river.

The sky near the fissure entrance was also dyed blood-red, and an unsettling aura spread. Meanwhile, in some unknown space, a handsome, jade-faced scholar was playing Go with an old man with a white beard when the scholar's expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Clatter!!"

In his distraction, the chess pieces in the scholar's hand scattered all over the ground without him even realizing it.

The white-bearded old man opposite him asked, "What's wrong?"

The scholar remained silent for a long time, and then directly turned around, soaring into the clouds to leave without a word. Inside the Jinshan Temple secret realm, green divine light danced around Wuzhiqi's body, and the water waves in the river parted automatically, faintly revealing a huge complex of palaces underwater.

Sun Po watched as Wuzhiqi transformed into a cyan-black stream of water, flying straight into the underwater palace complex.

Wuzhiqi's voice resounded in Sun Po's heart: "Master, by using Tianhe Budu and Calamity Heavenly River to merge with the river water in this secret realm, I can increase the power of this heavenly flood by thirty percent. However, the consumption of calamity auras for this heavenly flood will also increase by thirty percent. I'm afraid our consumption of calamity auras will be extremely terrifying."

Sun Po replied, "No matter, go all out this time. I also want to see what extent the two of you can achieve when unleashing your full power."

To be honest, Sun Po had no certainty in his heart about whether this tactic would succeed.

He had witnessed how Yang Guang, who possessed the Double-Pupil left eye back then, pierced through the passage from the secret realm to the real world with a casual strike. He estimated that what was relied upon at that time was also this kind of world-breaking Demon Gods Mighty Power.

However, Yang Guang's state at that time was simply too special—possessing almost endless divine power, and right on its home turf. Its Double-Pupil Might have been incomplete back then, but its strength was simply too immense, which allowed it to achieve it easily.

But for Overlord Xiang Yu, who was still only of orange quality, although the Double-Pupil Might mastered was of a higher quality, its own accumulation was too weak. Compared to Yang Guang's divine power accumulation back then, it was like a stream compared to a great river. Therefore, it had to rely on Wuzhiqi to unleash the heavenly flood to bridge this gap.

At this moment, the entire river became increasingly turbulent, and the pitch-black waves rolled higher and higher.

Overlord Xiang Yu held the bawang pidi sword with both hands propped against the ground, emitting a black-and-red aura from its body. All the water currents were already evaporated before they could rush close to this aura.

It quietly faced the rolling black water, eyes closed and head lowered, the whole person resembling a dazzling bloody light, completely out of tune with this secret realm.

The magnificent temple in the distance seemed to sense something and began to faintly emit golden light.

Dark clouds gathered, and the sky of the entire secret realm darkened instantly. The dark clouds in the distance seemed to connect with the distant mountains into a single line, and that temple faintly emitting golden light was as tiny as a golden bean on a black line.

Violent winds howled, white lightning flashed violently, slanting rain flew everywhere, and turbid waves surged to the heavens. The Jinshan Temple secret realm looked just like the apocalypse at this moment.

The entrance to the secret realm was also completely submerged by the floodwaters. Sun Po sat upright in the pitch-black flood, seated upon a tall throne forged from black water. He looked like a ruthless world-destroying demon god, gazing coldly at the ancient temple in the distance whose golden light was growing increasingly intense.

Liu Jianren had already summoned the Red Flood Dragon, which swam to Sun Po's side. Standing atop the Red Flood Dragon's head and looking at this apocalyptic scene, he finally gained a concrete understanding of Sun Po's strength.

During Sun Po's battle with Guan Zhen at the provincial competition, even when Changyou, which had not yet ascended to godhood, stirred up the calamity aura and unleashed floods, it had already made all the contestants feel invincible, and even gave Liu Jianren an urgent sense of falling behind.

But at this moment, Wuzhiqi, having ascended to godhood and inherited its divine name, displayed its strongest posture, transforming into the Water Lord of the Heavenly River and stirring up an unprecedented heavenly flood. That majestic momentum had already exceeded Wuzhiqi's original scope of strength.

Such a terrifying flood made Liu Jianren almost unable to believe that such a terrifying existence upon the black water throne was actually his classmate for three years in high school. Three months ago, he was still just a civilian apprentice Card Maker with only a Spirit Monkey, but now this person even had the ability to destroy a secret realm.

Liu Jianren suddenly realized that the person before his eyes could no longer be explained by the word "genius"; this was a true miracle.

A miracle belonging to a commoner, and he was the witness who watched this miracle rise at a terrifying speed with his own eyes.

For the first time, he clearly felt that he might never be able to catch up to Sun Po's pace in this lifetime, but Liu Jianren smiled with relief.

Being able to watch the rise of such a miracle was itself a fortunate blessing.

Sun Po naturally didn't know Liu Jianren's inner monologue; his attention at this moment was entirely focused on that small temple.

At this moment, Wuzhiqi was still stirring up the calamity aura, and the heavenly flood had not yet arisen, but that terrifying sense of oppression was already almost overflowing into the air.

The temple opposite had begun to emit a faint golden light from the moment the calamity aura first rose. As the calamity aura grew thicker, the golden light grew more intense, and the golden light of that temple was now as bright as an incandescent lightbulb.

A Buddhist chant rang out: "Amitabha"

The sound of the Buddhist chant came from afar and drew closer. An old monk dressed in a gorgeous gold-and-red cassock and holding a golden alms bowl came striding across the surging floodwaters.

The old monk had white eyebrows and a white beard, but he did not look benevolent; instead, he looked quite majestic and righteous.

The old monk stood suspended in mid-air, looking at Sun Po sitting on the black water throne and Liu Jianren on the side, and then glancing at the faintly visible palaces at the bottom of the river, he asked:

"This poor monk is Fahai. I observe that you, Benefactor, also possess roots of wisdom. Why do you associate with demons?"

Just as Sun Po was about to open his mouth, Fahai suddenly shouted angrily: "Shut up! Ox Demon!! What place is this for a monster like you to interrupt?"

Sun Po was stunned for a moment. An ox demon? Me?

Did Fahai mean that the one with roots of wisdom was Liu Jianren?

I am the monster?