Chapter 1069
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Chapter 1069 Buddha
Bang—!
The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s figure heavily crashed to the ground, his form flickering as he arrived beside the two figures.
He saw the cold corpse lying in front of Zhu Bajie, its eyes unable to close in death, and froze in place.
It was an Arhat, whose pale golden skin now lacked any luster, covered in dark blood stains. The divine core inside had completely shattered, falling to mortal status. Countless bite marks from giant beasts covered the body, creating a horrifying sight.
Only those eyes, unable to close in death, remained wide open, glaring at the emptiness before them, like a Buddhist vajra who had died while meditating.
Seeing this, the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s body suddenly shook, standing still like a sculpture.
“Brother Monkey…” Zhu Bajie, kneeling on the ground, looked up at him, a bitter smile appearing on his pale face, “Sha… has entered nirvana.”
The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s body trembled slightly. He clenched his fists tightly and almost roared:
“What happened?”
“I rushed into the mist to save people, Sha came to support me, and then a large group of demons… cough cough cough…”
Before Zhu Bajie could finish, he began coughing violently. With each cough, large amounts of fresh blood gushed from his waist, with strands of black mist dispersing from the wound, stealing his life force.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s pupils contracted. He reached out to hold Zhu Bajie in his arms, his ancient ape face, full of Buddhist divine intent, twisted violently with anxiety:
“Idiot!!”
He reached out and pressed on Zhu Bajie’s blood-soaked waist, but still couldn’t stop his life force from fading.
“Brother Monkey… I might have to go down to accompany Sha.” Zhu Bajie squeezed out a miserable smile on his honest face.
“Shut up!!” The Victorious Fighting Buddha roared, the Buddhist light around his body exploding outward, frantically pouring into Zhu Bajie’s body to sustain his life.
However, he didn’t know healing techniques, and the black mist mixed in Zhu Bajie’s waist greatly suppressed the flow of divine power. Besides forcibly using his cultivation to extend Zhu Bajie’s life, there was nothing else he could do.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!” The Victorious Fighting Buddha cursed continuously as he watched Zhu Bajie’s face visibly pale. He suddenly seemed to remember something and turned his head back.
Looking at the figure wearing a deep red cloak standing not far away, as if grasping the last lifeline, he shouted loudly:
“You! You’re the Patriarch’s disciple! Do you know any healing techniques?! Any method will do! As long as it can barely stabilize his life, I’ll immediately take him to find…”
His words stopped abruptly halfway.
He stared blankly at the nine national divine steles in the distance, the flame of hope in his eyes rapidly extinguishing.
Now, all the gods had sacrificed themselves to become steles. In the entire Great Xia territory, there were no powerful beings who could heal Zhu Bajie’s injuries… they were all dead!
But even so, a tiny bit of hope remained in the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s eyes as he looked at Lin Qiye standing in the distance, a faint light flickering in his gaze.
Lin Qiye stood in the howling snow, watching the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s desperate gaze, and his heart twisted with an unprecedented sense of guilt washing over him.
He… couldn’t save him.
Although he stood before the Victorious Fighting Buddha, they were separated by a hundred years of time and space. They were just illusions created by the Kunlun Mirror; they didn’t actually exist.
Moreover, even if Lin Qiye were truly standing there, he had no way to heal Zhu Bajie. At most, he could barely sustain Zhu Bajie’s life with a “miracle,” but with all the gods of Great Xia withered away, no one could save him.
He opened his mouth and hoarsely, bitterly uttered three words: “I’m sorry…”
Hearing this, the last glimmer of hope in the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s eyes completely vanished. He turned blankly to look at Zhu Bajie in his arms, two tears sliding down from his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhu Bajie squeezed out a smile at the corner of his mouth. He tremblingly reached out to touch the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s face:
“Brother Monkey… don’t cry… This time, old Pig saved many people, didn’t disgrace our Journey to the West team… cough cough…
I’m going down to find Sha now. You and Master should continue being good Buddhas… Abandoning divine status to become demons can indeed avoid the mist’s slaughter and stay in the mortal realm to protect the people, but your strength will be greatly weakened, and you can never go back…
In this world, it still takes gods to change things.
Brother Monkey, you and Master are stronger than us, and you’ve finally achieved enlightenment. You must live until the end, and see for old Pig… what the future of this world looks like.
Perhaps… this is old Pig’s fate.”
As the last word left his lips, the final spark of life in Zhu Bajie’s eyes extinguished completely. He weakly dropped his hand and stopped breathing altogether.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha held his corpse blankly, silently opening his mouth as if wanting to say something more, but nothing came out. His tear-streaked face twisted hideously. He suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth toward the dim sky, and let out a heart-wrenching roar!
“To hell with destiny!!”
The sobbing snow on the blood-red earth emitted a mournful hum. This last god of Great Xia helplessly fell to his knees, pounding the ground with his fist again and again, venting the madness in his heart.
The black mist rolled silently outside the Wall of Divine Miracles, with shadowy “mysterious” figures moving through the mist, their outlines flickering in and out of visibility.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s right fist, which had been pounding the ground, suddenly stopped. He widened his eyes, staring intently at the mist before him, his expression utterly ferocious.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed a corner of his golden kasaya robe, his eyes burning with endless rage and unwillingness.
“Buddha… Buddha! To hell with Buddha!! If I can’t protect the human world, can’t protect you all… what use is this Buddha robe and position to me?!!”
His eyes blazed with resolute light as his hand gripped the edge of the kasaya, pulling forcefully to tear it apart bit by bit!
The golden Buddhist light surged violently, painful howls escaping from his throat. As the corner of the kasaya gradually broke apart, terrifying demonic energy leaked out from within him, mixing with the Buddhist light.
What he was tearing was not just a kasaya, but the Buddhist enlightenment he had achieved through countless hardships!
Rip—!!
With a light sound, he forcibly tore off a corner of the kasaya. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His right eye, which had been flashing with golden Buddhist light, suddenly turned blood-red. Violent and terrifying demonic energy rose from half of his body.
