Chapter 838: 839: The Great Saint Is Happy

Chapter 838: Chapter 839: The Great Saint Is Happy

Whoosh!

The next moment, a red light descended from the skies once again, rushing toward another general.

Bam!

A loud crash sounded as the general standing beside the Ghost King Army’s leader was directly blasted into the ground, raising dust. It frightened the Ghost King Army’s Evil Ghost Clan members, leaving them bewildered, unsure of what to say as they gazed upward.

Beside the Ghost King Army leader, a new figure appeared—a dashing general dressed in pitch-black and scarlet heavy armor, his sword-like brows furiously raised, exuding unparalleled might.

Just the sight of the halberd in his hand, even from a distance, made hearts skip a beat.

“That Zhao Long guy, His Majesty clearly said to wait a bit longer, yet he couldn’t hold back.” Lv Bu looked in Zhao Long’s direction, shaking his head helplessly, then turned toward the army leader with a sympathetic expression, “Poor you, why does your realm have to be the strongest?”

The leader of the Ghost King Army was baffled by the sudden development, unable to grasp the situation.

Lv Bu’s words left him more confused.

Was having a high realm a bad thing?

It’s a joke; isn’t everyone in this world hoping for their realm to be as high and powerful as possible?

“If your realm was lower, your opponent would be us, at least before you die, you’d feel a bit better. But you’re the strongest, so that guy has to deal with you—poor soul…” Finally, Lv Bu glanced at the Ghost King Army leader with pity, then rushed downward to deal with his designated foe.

While the Ghost King Army leader was still puzzled, he noticed the people beside the Human Clan’s men and women on the distant giant wooden wall all looking toward him with astonishment.

As the leader was pondering the situation, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, terrifying him. He hastily turned around and sent a blast of soul energy backward before retreating madly.

Yet, he discovered that his soul energy attack was utterly ineffective; it vanished upon striking the person who had appeared behind him, dissipated by a smear of dark light.

The figure before him wore golden armor, a golden crown, gold shoes that glimmered brightly; his presence was majestic, with a vibrant mane, a pointed nose, and monkey-faced. He held a staff, grinning at him.

Gesturing to him, the figure tilted his head and laughed, “You unknown creature, call me Grandpa, and later I’ll hit you a little lighter, how’s that?”

Stunned, the leader of the Ghost King Army was furious. How could a dignified World Realm expert call a Qi Refinement realm Soul Martial Artist Grandpa?

“I advise you to call him Ancestor, perhaps then our leader would go easier,” Lin Qian suddenly spoke from atop the giant wooden wall, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you; if you don’t, you’ll regret it.”

Lin Qian’s words infuriated the Ghost King Army, who spat out, “Bullshit! With a face like that…”

Swish!

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong had already swung his Jingu Bang wildly, aiming toward him.

The leader saw the staff coming at him and immediately wanted to dodge, but found he couldn’t avoid it.

Bang!

The staff landed squarely on his forehead.

With a sound like a ringing bell, it echoed through the world.

The leader was about to fall when Sun Wukong suddenly lifted his hand, giggling, and pointed a finger.

“Stop!”

Space froze, the world paused, and the Ghost King Army leader hung suspended mid-air, utterly still, his eyes rolling in terror.

No matter how much he mobilized the vast soul energy within, he couldn’t move an inch.

Sun Wukong grinned, stretching his muscles, and raised his staff to smash his forehead again, “Hmm? Calling me Grandpa upsets you, yet you dare not call out.”

“You endured so much, why aren’t you saying anything? You were fervently cursing His Majesty earlier.”

“You deserve punishment, you dare to boast before Grandpa Sun, how will I face the others later, losing so much face!”

“Does it hurt? If it does, scream! Why won’t you scream, just scream!”

Bam! Bam! Bam!

A continuous stream of smashing sounds echoed through the world, making everyone’s hearts race.

Sun Wukong’s prowess was beyond imagination; his ability to control his strength was astonishing.

The opponent’s protective soul energy, Second Level World Realm soul energy, could be shattered with one strike without harming the opponent.

One blow followed another, but under Sun Wukong’s control, the damage was limited.

Yet this Ghost King Army leader distinctly felt every strike on his head, the force invading his body, stirring up pain.

Even this force could jar his soul, making him wish for death.

In Sun Wukong’s delicate control, he only felt endless pain, unable to die.

Unable to live, unable to die!

The immobilization skill kept him suspended mid-air, unable to move despite being struck repeatedly.

As for Sun Wukong’s reason, it was simple.

For fun, for amusement, for the joy of being Great Saint Sun!

On the other hand, Zhao Long watched the scene with a grin, “Chasing after you to strike was also troublesome.”

With that, Zhao Long kicked the defeated general into the air, then immediately shouted toward Sun Wukong, “Great Saint, lend a hand!”

“Certainly!” Sun Wukong chuckled weirdly, pointing at the general flying up.

Stop!

Following that, the general was also suspended mid-air, unable to move.

“Thanks, Great Saint!” Zhao Long roared with laughter at the general, pulling out a cyan sword, stabbing repeatedly while chanting.

“I’ll make you curse His Majesty, I’ll make you curse…”

Elsewhere, Lv Bu having smashed another general to pieces with his halberd, glanced over, finding the duo ridiculously tedious.

“Qi Refinement realm, capable of stopping space, unfathomable, who on earth is this, so valiant!”

“Heavens, are Huaxia Empire’s subjects so incredible, that one called Great Saint, such a prodigy might be hard to find even across the Sea Spiral Star Domain.”

Sheng Da and others gasped in disbelief.

They even imagined what the scenes would be like in future Saint Institute battles if these three were to take action.

“You should know Lv Bu, him being my personal general Zhao Long, and the other is Monkey King Sun Wukong, among Huaxia Empire’s peak battle power, also outstanding,” Lin Qian said proudly, introducing them.