Chapter 133: Wukong is Destined to Suffer the Golden Bracelet in the Future, But Today Luo Zu Suffers It First (Yesterday)

"This fiend is truly fierce and stubborn!"
Lozu, watching from afar, remarked with astonishment.

Yet, for all his exclamation, he had already taken action.
Immortal light suffused the firmament, sweeping across the sky.

"And another thing," the demon True Immortal standing mid-air cast a playful glance toward Lozu.

How could Lozu quail? Another immortal spell descended.

Seeing this, the demon True Immortal naturally did not dally. The power of the Lesser Zhou Tian Star and Constellation Formation had not yet dissipated. Deep within the territory of the Wu clan, having caused such a massive commotion, he could not simply flee now. Otherwise, countless pursuers would follow, making escape utterly impossible.

Therefore, capitalizing on his current momentum, he resolved to strike down these enemies who had surrounded, intercepted, and sought to take his life.

The lustre of the astral pearls scattered around Lozu.

This starlight arrived so swiftly that Lozu could not evade it in time.

Yet Lozu did not fret over dodging. He simply deployed the Universe-in-a-Pot technique, isolating two realms. The entire Luoxiang Village was thereby segregated outside, rendering the starlight incapable of inflicting any harm upon him.

However, the immortal spell Lozu cast was predictably neutralized into spiritual Qi imbued with his magical intent.

Undeterred, Lozu unleashed spell after spell without the slightest hesitation.

Multicolored immortal lights filled the sky, forcefully hammering a narrow path through the starlight of the Lesser Zhou Tian Star and Constellation Formation.

Yet the starlight fell like gossamer, brushing aside the immortal spells one by one, dissolving them back into spiritual Qi that returned to the mountains, rivers, and nature.

"A human? A True Immortal?" The weasel now deigned to look closely at Lozu, seemingly recognizing the human race, which was still considered a rare species in the primordial world.

He was also astonished that this newborn race actually possessed a True Immortal.

"Hmph! A human, yet you side with the Wu clan. Truly unreasonable!" The weasel let out a cold snort, his face etched with shame turning into anger.

His attitude struck Lozu as somewhat peculiar, but he cared little for such matters. His priority was to capture this scoundrel, seize his divine soul, and interrogate him thoroughly; surely, a wealth of intelligence would be gained.

Immortal spells continued to rain down as if they cost nothing, showing far more sincerity than the starlight of the weasel's Lesser Zhou Tian Star and Constellation Formation.

Under the azure sky, everything was now enveloped by brilliant starlight and multicolored immortal light. The thirty-thousand-li expanse of heaven resembled an autumn or winter arctic night sky, with dazzling auroras constantly colliding.

Many living creatures raised their heads, gazing up at this spectacular "night scene."

Because the radiance was so intense, the light of day was entirely eclipsed, making the daytime feel just like the night sky.

***

Yet, right in the heat of their fierce battle, a yellow-sand precious pearl suddenly bounced toward the back of Lozu's head.

Bang!

Caught off guard, Lozu was struck squarely by the yellow-sand precious pearl.

Nowadays, however, Lozu's immortal body had attained the twenty-seventh transformation of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts. The resilience of his immortal body was just a notch below the "immortal gold" he had recently researched.

Thus, Lozu merely felt momentarily dazed; his head remained completely intact.

"Such a hard skull!" The demon True Immortal felt a jolt of alarm.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, drawing upon the distance of thirty thousand li to recall the yellow-sand precious pearl.

How could Lozu let him succeed? Having taken the blow for nothing, he naturally intended to contest it.

Yet his descending immortal spells proved entirely no match for the demon True Immortal's treasure-retrieval incantation.

After all, being an elite of the demon race, the weasel possessed a plethora of demonic arts, their sophistication far surpassing Lozu's "crude" newly-created immortal spells. There was simply no way Lozu could outmatch him.

Therefore, Lozu had to endure the blow to the back of his head for now, accepting it as an advance payment.

Following this, Lozu exhaled a long breath, and the spiritual Qi imbued with his magical intent—which had scattered around the weasel—suddenly converged.

The speed was immense, so fast that even the weasel, a former True Immortal, could not react in time.

Then, streak after streak of his immortal Qi descended along those trails of spiritual Qi, arriving beside the weasel to manifest as immortal spells.

Three hundred and sixty-five immortal spells blossomed in an instant. Like the previously blooming iron trees and silver flowers, they directly ensnared the weasel's gargantuan demonic body, entangling it tightly and preventing any escape.

"What?!" The weasel managed only this single cry of astonishment.

Then, the ten-thousand-li-high iron trees and silver flowers formed by the three hundred and sixty-five immortal spells rooted themselves into the earth, bursting with dazzling brilliance. They actually shattered and extinguished the previously infallible starlight of the Lesser Zhou Tian Star and Constellation Formation, clearing out a thirty-thousand-li zone of absolute prohibition.

This forbidden zone suppressed air, spiritual Qi, and all manner of natural laws.

Under such a supreme immortal spell, mountains and rivers turned to dust, and any equivalent immortal spells from the Wu or Demon clans would be shattered by the counter-shock.

As for the weasel trapped within... his plight was even more wretched. His demonic body was instantly destroyed, his demonic Qi completely obliterated, and ultimately, even his divine soul suffered devastating trauma.

Yet the moment his divine soul shattered, the three hundred and sixty-five astral pearls were simultaneously triggered, erupting with intense starlight.

The brilliant, multicolored supreme immortal spell cast by Lozu was overshadowed, and even the branching spells that constituted the supreme immortal spell were somewhat scattered.

Consequently, the supreme immortal spell became unstable.

***

At the same time, taking advantage of the chaos, the yellow-sand precious pearl wrapped around the weasel's divine soul and fled.

How could Lozu let him escape so easily? The iron trees and silver flowers burst forth with countless rays of light, first eclipsing the radiance of the three hundred and sixty-five astral pearls, and then materializing an intangible force that extended for three thousand eight hundred li to seize the distant yellow-sand precious pearl.

Yet at that very moment, the yellow-sand precious pearl spewed out countless grains of yellow sand.

This directly overwhelmed and shattered the formless force derived from the supreme immortal spell.

Thereafter, the yellow-sand precious pearl vanished completely, plunging into the turbulent storm of spiritual Qi raging across the surrounding thirty thousand li.

The surrounding environment was utterly wretched at this moment.

Gale after gale swept across the thirty-thousand-li primordial land, and these were merely the aftermath of their duel.

Yet even these shockwaves posed tremendous danger to the living beings inhabiting this land.

Lozu was not like those irresponsible Wu and Demon clansmen. Having stamina to spare, he split off an avatar and dispatched it to pacify the aftermath of their battle first.

As for himself, he continued his pursuit of the demon True Immortal weasel.

He could not help but harbor the same helpless sentiment felt by the ordinary Wu clansmen: this demon True Immortal possessed truly abundant escape techniques.

Were it not for this, how could he have eluded the repeated encirclements of the Wu clan?

Moreover, this scoundrel had made a massive profit this time. Before ambushing Lozu, his yellow-sand precious pearl had successfully ambushed the four Wu tribesmen who had besieged him.

The vital essence of all four Wu tribesmen had been harvested by the yellow-sand precious pearl.

Given a little more time, this fellow could stage a comeback.

Once he accumulated power for a while longer, he would be able to deploy the Lesser Zhou Tian Star and Constellation Formation once more, spelling disaster for everyone.

Besides, he was currently heavily injured by Lozu. Strike while the iron is hot; he could not let him slip away. As the saying goes, pursue the beaten foe and do not emulate the Hegemon of Chu by seeking false glory.

Beating a dog in the water was a task one must never abandon.

Transforming into a wisp of pure brilliance, Lozu vanished in a flash.