Sun Wukong swung the long stick, aiming a strike directly at Gouchen's head.

Even before it had closed in, Gouchen felt an onslaught like a scorching wave passing over, burning his skin painfully.

But he knew that Sun Wukong was injured, so he was not afraid at all, and from his heavy sword, flames steamed forth, bearing the brunt of the Jingu Bang's attack.

The clash of sword and stick was like thunder exploding, producing shockwaves that whipped up towering waves.

Ao Moang and the other dragon princes and grandchildren watching from a distance, were startled by this impressive spectacle, their eyes filled with horror.

"Can the Great Saint win?"

The dragon princes couldn't help asking.

"Hard to say..."

Ao Moang shook his head, eyes glued to the battlefield.

Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang was infinitely powerful, each swing like mountains and seas toppling.

But Gouchen Heavenly Venerate's heavy sword was no ordinary object either, transformed from the Talismanic Diagrams and Records, each stroke weighing as heavy as a mountain, in no way inferior to the Jingu Bang.

The collision between the two stirred the sea into a frenzy, shaking heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, they had collided dozens of times, with bystanders only able to see the gold and white radiance darting across the sea with lightning speed.

Suddenly, they clashed together with a thunderous roar, then split apart and intertwined at an even faster speed.

Every collision stirred the winds and the clouds, changing the color of the sky and earth; wherever they fought became a raging ocean!

"Are they both monsters?"

Ao Moang watched, breaking out in cold sweat.

Neither of the fighters had yet used their Divine Skills, contesting solely with brute force.

But the mere crossing of sword and stick was enough to raise terrifying waves; if Divine Skills were added into the mix, the entire West Sea might suffer calamity!

After dozens of rounds of fighting without a clear victor, Gouchen and Sun Wukong collided again, locking sword and stick against each other, refusing to yield.

Intense Strong Energy burst from between them, rushing outwards with an astonishing momentum, and the surrounding waves, driven like trapped beasts, surged overwhelmingly to all sides.

The dragon princes and grandchildren watched intently from a hundred miles away, and in the blink of an eye, saw waves churning tumultuously; they couldn't even dodge in time before being knocked over by the sea waves imbued with Immortal Energy.

"Hmph."

Seeing that his prolonged attacks were unsuccessful, Gouchen suddenly took advantage of the force to launch into the air.

Sun Wukong looked over, his pupils flashing with golden light.

The next moment, a roaring gust enveloped the area around Emperor Gouchen as he soared from the sky, like a Giant Dragon roaring and plunging down.

It was an overwhelmingly dominant stroke of his sword!

Sun Wukong did not dodge or avoid, the Jingu Bang whistling as it met the attack head-on.

The Jingu Bang collided with the transformed sword, and in an instant, a lightning-like blinding radiance erupted, with fierce wind rolling past; the whole sea trembled under the Heavenly Venerate's majesty.

"Great Saint!"

Ao Moang, from afar, had to stretch out his Barrier to its utmost to preserve the dragon princes and grandchildren.

"Look out for the Dragon Palace!"

He shouted with a racing heart, fearing that if they continued fighting this way, the Dragon Palace would be destroyed.

As if hearing Ao Moang's words, after a single hit, Sun Wukong and Gouchen both shot up into the air, confronting each other from a hundred feet away in an instant.

A tearing pain emanated from his arms, causing Sun Wukong to slightly furrow his brows.

"Indeed very strong."

Gouchen too felt as if his bones and sinews were dislocated from the shock.

If Sun Wukong, even when injured, was this formidable, how much more astonishing would he be in his heydays!

Narrowing his eyes slightly at Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong was no longer content with mere clashing; he plucked out a hair, cried "Change!", and instantly, millions of identical clones charged at Gouchen.

Gouchen was not skilled in such Clone Techniques, but his heavy sword likewise became millions, tangling with Sun Wukong in the fight, the battle on the sea like a torrential meteor shower, earth-shaking in its intensity.

After a dozen or so rounds, Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang trembled in his hands.

"Had your fill?"

Sun Wukong looked over.

The Jingu Bang hadn't been used in twenty years; after fighting for so long today, it was finally somewhat exhilarated.

"In that case..."

Sun Wukong with a swing repelled Gouchen, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he reached a hundred feet away on the surface of the sea.

"Not fighting anymore?"

Gouchen had just let out a sigh of relief when his eyes suddenly widened.

"Come forth."

As Sun Wukong summoned, flames seemed to flare up in his eyes.

The sky responded with the appearance of an auspicious cloud, and crimson flames descended like stars falling from the horizon, pouring down heavily and densely.

Once these flames touched the sea's surface, they spread, turning the entire West Sea into a sea of fire.

"The Merit Fire?"

Gouchen was startled to see the flames.

These legendary flames were actually heeding Sun Wukong's summons!

"Your Majesty, try my new technique."

Sun Wukong was ablaze, as if clad in crimson armor.

He grasped the air from above.

In an instant, the Merit Fire boiled and surged, forming into a gigantic fiery hand that gradually grasped the entire West Sea in its grip.

This was a Barrier!

Gouchen's pupils shrank as the immortal power inside him started to destabilize.

Sun Wukong's Merit Fire was one of the hardest spells to break in the world, one that even Emperor Qinghua had failed to withstand. If Sun Wukong were to seal off the West Sea, Gouchen would never be able to escape!

"I must leave immediately."

Gouchen thought of retreat.

He spotted where the Barrier had not yet formed.

"Open for me!"

Gouchen hurled the Heavy Sword in his hand, which transformed into a streak of cold light, shooting towards the fiery hand's index finger.

Sun Wukong's brow furrowed slightly as several light screens suddenly appeared on that finger, blocking the path of the cold light.

Just a moment's delay from the light screens would allow the fiery hand to capture Gouchen within its grasp.

However, to Sun Wukong's surprise, the moment the light screens met the Heavy Sword, they melted away like ice and snow, pierced through, creating a hole.

"What's happening?"

Before Sun Wukong could react, Emperor Gouchen took advantage of the hole to break through the Barrier, riding the Immortal Light to escape far away.

"Stay!"

Sun Wukong reached out his hand.

Emperor Gouchen's face filled with shock as he hastened his escape.

The next second, a wave of heat swept past him.

"You—"

Emperor Gouchen's pupils shrank upon finding that the Heavy Sword he had just thrown out, and had not had the time to retrieve, was now grasped by a fiery hand.

Turning his head for a brief look at Sun Wukong, he knew he could not hesitate and, gritting his teeth, transformed into a cold light and sped away.

Sun Wukong grasped the Heavy Sword back.

The flames that filled the sky immediately extinguished.

"Great Saint."

Ao Moang, along with his dragon sons and grandsons, flew forward, feeling both excited and awed.

He held his emotions in check and asked Sun Wukong, "Why did you choose to keep this sword?"

Sun Wukong stared at the Heavy Sword, slightly frowning.

He himself was unclear why, when Emperor Gouchen was about to escape, he instinctively deemed this sword more important than Emperor Gouchen himself.

"What are you?"

Sun Wukong addressed the Heavy Sword in his hand.

Ao Moang was stunned. How could the Great Saint be talking to a sword? Could it be that the sword could actually respond?

He looked over.

The next second, something even more astonishing happened.

The Heavy Sword suddenly shone brightly, transforming into a three-foot bamboo slip in Sun Wukong's hand.

"Talismanic Diagrams and Records."

A line of words was written on the bamboo slip.

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