Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1644 - The disaster failed, I'm here to collect the debt

The Western Paradise, Mount Ling.

The Buddha and all the Buddhas were in the Western Paradise awaiting good news from the mortal realm. After all, the power they had mobilized this time was considerable.

The White Lotus Child stepped forward and said loudly:

"Buddha, after waiting for so long, why hasn't that Sinful Dragon race reported back? Could it be that they still haven't dealt with the Prison God Chu Hao?

I said long ago that within the Six Realms, Four Seas, and Eight Desolations, no one can surpass me, the White Lotus Child!

If you send me now, just lend me one hundred thousand Buddhas, and I can destroy his Law Enforcement Hall!"

The Buddha slightly lowered his head, looking at the White Lotus Child with disdain.

"You? Just you? How can you still have the face to say these words?"

The White Lotus Child was instantly enraged, puffed out his chest, and said angrily:

"What about me? I, the White Lotus Child, am at least a disciple under a Saint. Isn't it as easy as playing to handle that Prison God Chu Hao!"

The Buddha sneered and said nothing.

A great Buddha on the side lazily said:

"Alright, alright, we all know. White Lotus Child, you are the treasure of our Western Paradise, not to be used casually.

Moreover, this time Prison God Chu Hao is bound to die. The one we contacted is someone even two Saints must look up to."

The White Lotus Child was furious.

"What are you saying! My master is a Saint, unmatched in heaven and earth. Who within these Six Realms can compare to my master! Speak! If you can't say it, I will tell my master, and at that time, you will be punished for disrespecting a Saint!"

The great Buddha coldly smiled.

"Now that things have come to this, it doesn't matter to tell you. This time, we have mobilized the Sinful Dragon race, descendants of the Dragon race that dominated the primordial era of the Dragon-Han Calamity!

Their Dragon King, the Corrupt Dragon King, is unmatched by anyone in the Three Realms. Even if the Jade Emperor goes, he will be slapped.

In addition, beneath the Green Wave Pool, there is also the corpse of the Sinful Dragon Ancestor guarding it, a being who ended the chaos of the three races during the Dragon-Han Calamity. Tell me, does this count as disrespect?"

White Lotus Child: "…"

Oh, the remnants of the Dragon-Han Calamity, then it's nothing.

The Buddha lowered his eyebrows, his eyes indifferent.

"Even though Prison God Chu Hao has some ability within these Six Realms, he is still far too inferior compared to the Dragon-Han remnants.

Moreover, I have already bestowed a powerful treasure. Even a high-level Quasi-Sage would have to explain things there if they were careless, so there's no need for you to worry."

The White Lotus Child straightened his chest.

"Even so, you should still let me go. The so-called generals are incompetent, exhausting the three armies. If I am not there to oversee the situation, wouldn't these people all have to explain things there!"

Generals are incompetent… you are quite aware of your own abilities. Is it possible that the incompetent general is you?

The Buddha hadn't forgotten that the last time he let the White Lotus Child lead the team, he almost dragged the entire Western Paradise into it.

However, the Buddha twitched his lips and didn't say much. After all, the White Lotus Child had already proven that he was a fool, and the Buddha had given up arguing with him.

The Buddha just couldn't help but feel some anticipation and some worry in his heart.

What he anticipated was that the Sinful Dragon race would completely eliminate Chu Hao, the hidden danger of the Western Paradise, so that the Journey to the West could finally get on the right track…

What he worried about was… the Buddha had already noticed that this Journey to the West was increasingly deviating from the original plan.

Five hundred years ago, within these Six Realms, there were only many surviving experts from the Investiture of the Gods battle making arrangements, and there were not so many powerful beings in the entire Three Realms.

But now, there are too many uncertain factors in the Six Realms.

The Demon race, the Asura race, the Dragon race, the Sinful Dragon race… even he himself was forced to offer up the Taotie Demon God.

The Six Realms contain too many indescribable causes and effects.

The Buddha was now beginning to doubt the Buddha's life. Could this Journey to the West still be completed?

Is it really possible for a Journey to the West involving two major continents in the mortal realm to allow these countless powerful primordial races to sever their karma?

For the first time, the Buddha began to doubt the nature of the Journey to the West.

However, this was no longer something the Buddha could consider. Anyway, Prison God Chu Hao was destined to die in the hands of the Sinful Dragon race. As long as the Western Paradise could complete the tribulation and connect the closed loop of the Three Realms,

At that time, how ruined this mortal realm became would be irrelevant to him, and he, the Buddha, could finally step into the realm of becoming a Saint.

Everything was so wonderful.

A familiar voice, a voice that was clearly crisp and ethereal, yet like a ghost demanding a life, entered the ears of everyone present.

A familiar figure, a figure that was clearly dressed in white, yet like someone wearing mourning clothes, broke into the Great Thunderclap Temple.

The Buddhas present suddenly felt a thump in their hearts, because the person who came was none other than the Mourning Bodhisattva!

The Buddha widened his eyes, his heart feeling as if it had been pinched.

"You, you, you, Bodhisattva Guanyin, what are you thinking? Consider your words carefully and speak clearly! This is not the time for mourning!"

Bodhisattva Guanyin didn't give the Buddha any courtesy.

"I'll make it short. The Sinful Dragon race is gone. Our Flame Mountain tribulation is also gone!"

The Buddha: "…"

The Buddhas of the Western Paradise: "…"

What a concise statement, what a Mourning Bodhisattva!

A short sentence directly shattered the beautiful dreams in the hearts of all the Buddhas present!

The Buddha stood up anxiously, stomping his feet.

"You, you, do you know what you are saying? That is the Sinful Dragon race, the remnants of the supreme Dragon race that dominated the primordial Dragon-Han Calamity. Their Corrupt Dragon King cannot be subdued except by a Saint. Are you kidding me?"

Bodhisattva Guanyin looked helpless.

"Buddha, I'm not kidding you. Originally, Diting and I were controlling the Journey to the West group together, and we didn't know what happened under the Green Wave Pool.

However, I just rushed over to take a look, and the Green Wave Pool has been razed to the ground, like a deep abyss of ruins.

And Chu Hao is leading the Journey to the West group back to Flame Mountain, planning to go to the next tribulation. So, I think the Sinful Dragon race is completely gone."

The Buddha clutched his heart and lay down straight.

"It's over, it's all over. Even the Sinful Dragon race, the remnants of the Dragon-Han Calamity, such powerful beings, are actually gone?

Can this Journey to the West still continue?"

Not only the Buddha, but at this moment the entire Great Thunderclap Temple was as silent as a cicada, everyone's face was pale.

The Sinful Dragon race, the Western Paradise was too clear about their power. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the bloodline suppression of the Sinful Dragon race, they would now be a leading force in the Six Realms!

And now, such a powerful Sinful Dragon race was razed to the ground by Chu Hao?!

Doesn't this mean that Chu Hao has grown to the point where he can't be stopped?

Could he already be a Saint?!

Misfortunes never come singly,

At this moment, a cold voice came from outside Mount Ling.

"Tathagata, the tribulation has failed, I'm here to collect the debt!"