Chapter 172 The Holy Monkey has disappeared, and the leader has arrived in person!
People are not all alike.
Some have always strived for self-improvement, while others are accustomed to subservience.
As Godslayerss who can effortlessly destroy entire nations, it is natural for them not to lack devoted followers.
But with only six Kings, what should be done?
It's simple: create a King for one's own country!
"In short, these guys from the Committee for the Compilation of True History are attempting to slay our country's Sacred Ape to create a King."
Lu Yinghua cupped his fists and bowed, his tone undisguised in its mockery and hostility.
"The funny thing is, these idiots, with all their ambition, were instead beaten to a pulp by the Sacred Ape's iron rod."
Arthur's gaze shifted from Amasu Touma, falling once again on this martial artist from the Central Plains.
The latter clearly didn't mind vindicating his own mythology in front of his peers, and his voice suddenly boomed.
"The Sacred Ape, when it appeared in the past, was audacious and unruly, stirring up chaos in the inner regions of Japan with its immense power. Forget about slaying it; they couldn't even send it back!"
"The Committee for the Compilation of True History lost all face. In desperation, they could only entreat three Disobedient Gods from the Underworld, and only then were they barely able to seal the Sacred Ape together within Western Sky Palace."
"Now, these guys, with their lingering malicious intent, have purchased the patching heaven stone carving, intending to use it to cast a spell and help those three gods completely obliterate The Great Sage Equal to Heaven!"
The cause and effect instantly became clear.
Whether it was the Lu family or the Committee for the Compilation of True History, their target was The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.
Arthur caressed the unremarkable patching heaven stone carving between his fingertips, a cold, sharp curve forming on his lips.
"Not bad, I've heard quite a convoluted story."
His tone was as calm as ever, yet it carried an undeniable divine will.
"Lu Yinghua, when you return, don't forget to deliver the message: Japan, decisive battle."
"…Thank you for the Last King's regard, Yinghua will certainly deliver the challenge. Farewell!"
Lu Yinghua's spirit was shaken, and without further words, he led the Lu family members in a swift and decisive exit from the banquet hall.
Arthur, meanwhile, put the patching heaven stone carving into his storage pouch, glanced at the sweating Amasu Touma beside him, and let out a sneer.
"Mister Amasu, lead the way."
"We're flying directly to Japan."
…
From the enthusiastic desert kingdom to the islands surrounded by sea, it was but a moment.
The Committee for the Compilation of True History, having already received the news, dared not show any slack. A group of responsible individuals had already lined up at the airfield to respectfully greet him.
Arthur was too lazy to play along with these fawning individuals. As soon as he landed, a cold command was issued.
A long line of black sedans snaked out, heading directly towards Western Sky Palace.
A cool sea breeze swept across the vast ruins, and earth and rubble tumbled from the broken walls, rustling.
The motorcade stopped steadily, and everyone gazed into the distance.
A palace complex that should have been magnificent and resplendent now looked as if it had been directly shattered by a god's fist, the earth cracked, and all things destroyed.
On the outskirts of the ruins, numerous Onmyoji in ancient attire were commanding ugly Shikigami, struggling to clear the site.
Arthur closed his eyes; the violent divine radiance that had not yet dissipated in the space raged like a storm. It belonged solely to The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, yet there was no trace of it having moved away.
He opened his eyes, sharp as blades.
"Explain, where is The Great Sage Equal to Heaven?"
Amasu Touma was pushed forward by the crowd, bowing and apologizing, his voice trembling.
"King… please calm your anger! We also… also know very little about the whereabouts of the Ape God Monarch. Only the Four Cursed Families received messages from the three adults at the end…"
[The seal shattered, the Ape Monarch escaped, the three gods encircled, awaiting another opportunity.]
"Awaiting another opportunity?"
The impatience in Arthur's eyes turned into tangible coldness, making everyone present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"If you can't find The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, does that mean you are useless?"
At these words, Amasu Touma and the others all trembled, their legs weak, almost collapsing to their knees on the spot.
It was at this moment that a voice, clear as a zither yet as domineering as a phoenix, rang directly in his ear.
[Luo Hao has arrived as invited! You madman who calls yourself the 'Last King,' quickly choose a place to die!]
Arthur calmly raised his hand to extinguish the telepathic message in his ear, then instructed Alice and Erica beside him.
"I'll go take care of some trivial matters first. You two stay here and continue to investigate Western Sky Palace."
"As the King commands." x 2
…
As a thousand winds howled past, Arthur followed the grand and domineering divine radiance to a deserted harbor.
He saw a stunning woman in a feathered dress, treading on the green waves, stepping on lotus flowers as she approached, reaching the shore in an instant.
Her figure was petite, yet her aura was as deep as an abyss and as formidable as a prison, looking down on all under heaven. Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and her voice reached directly into the soul.
"Observing your aura, neither god nor human, why did you slay the three Rakshasa Kings, and why do you impersonate the 'Last King'?"
Arthur remained outwardly calm, but inwardly, alarm bells were ringing loudly.
Even a powerful ancient demon lord like Marquis Woban only regarded him as disobedient.
Yet this Sect Master before him could see through part of his essence with a single glance?
"Sect Master Luo Hao, who has reigned over the Central Plains for over a hundred years, indeed possesses extraordinary insight."
"You can spare me the flattery."
Luo Hao extended her fair hand, her posture self-evident, as if commanding a servant.
"Hand over the patching heaven stone carving, and I will leave your corpse intact."
Her response was the Salvation God Sword that appeared out of thin air in Arthur's hand; the lightning glow on its blade was his answer.
Luo Hao lowered her hand, a murderous aura swirling in her phoenix eyes, and the surrounding air solidified.
"I have lived in seclusion for many years. If it weren't for matters concerning our country's Sacred Ape, I would never easily reveal my martial pinnacle. Madman, you are seeking death!"
Before her words finished, space surged, and Luo Hao had shrunk the ground to an inch, striking directly at Arthur's face with a Flying Phoenix Palm!
Almost simultaneously, Arthur's heavy fist, imbued with azure radiance, violently broke through the air, meeting her head-on!
The moment fist and palm collided, the air was torn apart by a tangible shockwave!
The surrounding harbor buildings cracked like a spiderweb, and continuous monstrous waves surged in the nearby sea!
With one strike yielding no result, a bright, immortal-like smile bloomed on Luo Hao's face instead, her eyes full of admiration.
"To be able to keep up with my palm intent, it seems you are also a master of martial arts. Excellent! Only then are you worthy of being personally slain by me, Luo Hao!"
Arthur shook off the remaining azure radiance from his fist, already accustomed to the unique arrogance of Godslayerss.
"'Martial Arts King' of the Central Plains, do you have any lingering attachment to the authorities gained from slaying gods?"
"Oh?"
Luo Hao, who was about to attack again, paused her steps, and various thoughts swirled in her eyes, overflowing with orange-yellow divine radiance.
"If what you say is true, you have already slain three Kings. You are neither an ordinary body nor different from a god. What exactly do you intend?"
"Nothing, just fulfilling someone's request."
Arthur's answer was an understatement, yet wisps of silvery-azure divine radiance were already swirling around his body!
The lightning of salvation gathered and compressed on the divine sword, finally transforming into a dazzling platinum sun!
"A… job that must be completed."
The next instant, lightning fell, and the divine sword struck down!
The entire harbor, along with the ground beneath and the space before them, shattered simultaneously!