Patriarch Bodhi now understood that he could not stop Sun Wukong's heart of seeking the Dao, let alone stop Wang Fan from teaching Sun Wukong.
Forget it. Since I can't stop it, my disciples will send Sun Wukong to attain Dao, become his whetstone, and help Sun Wukong forge his glorious future.
As Patriarch Subhuti thought of this, he turned his head to look at his three Worldly Immortal disciples. His gaze was incomparably profound, as if it contained the mysteries of the cosmos.
Noticing Patriarch Subhuti's gaze, the three of them looked at him expectantly, hoping that Patriarch Subhuti would uphold justice for them and suppress Wang Fan and Monkey. However, what they were waiting for in the next moment wasn't the perfect outcome they had imagined. What they were waiting for was Patriarch Subhuti's suppression.
Patriarch Subhuti waved his white robes gently and cast a sealing spell on the three of them. Their Worldly Immortal aura immediately plummeted, and the immortal energy in their bodies was sealed as well.
The three Tristar Crescent Abode disciples felt the changes in their bodies, and their expressions changed drastically. Hua Tiandu, who had the highest cultivation level among the three, knew what Patriarch Subhuti was thinking. He knew that Patriarch Subhuti had sealed their cultivation levels, so he probably did not intend to stand on their side.
"Master, why?"
The three of them were suppressed to the peak of the Dao Integration Stage before they became immortals. The two disciples of the Three Stars Cave behind Hua Tiandu did not think as fast as Hua Tiandu. They asked Patriarch Subhuti.
"Wang Fan wants to use you guys as Sun Wukong's whetstones. I'll seal your cultivation and let you fight with Sun Wukong on the same level.”
After Patriarch Subhuti finished speaking, he turned to Wang Fan and asked,"Are you satisfied with my actions?”
"Of course I'm satisfied!"
Wang Fan nodded slightly. Wang Fan hadn't expected Patriarch Subhuti to give him so much face.
Wang Fan still didn't know that Patriarch Subhuti had already regarded him as one of the four sacred beasts that suppressed the four poles of the world. He was an existence that was comparable to a Saint, or even more important than a Saint.
"Wukong, go. The cultivation of the three of them has already been sealed. You will definitely be able to defeat them.”
As soon as Wang Fan finished speaking, Sun Wukong had already used the Macaque Ghost Steps and headed toward Hua Tiandu and the two people behind him. The moment Sun Wukong took action, Patriarch Bodhi took a step forward and crossed space to appear in front of Wang Fan.
Patriarch Subhuti's departure made the three cultivators of the Tristar Crescent Abode realize that Patriarch was telling the truth. He really wanted them to be Sun Wukong's whetstones to help him grow.
"Damned guy, how is it possible to be invincible in the same realm!”
"Invincible in the same realm? Don't joke around. You're fighting three against one.”
"Battle God? Dream on. "Although it's sealed and we can't use immortal energy and immortal techniques anymore, we still have the comprehension of a Worldly Immortal. We can't lose!!!”
The three of them, including Hua Tiandu, said the same thing. They formed hand seals and executed their respective divine powers.
Feng Jian formed a seal with both hands and used the Wind Palm. Countless gusts of wind instantly hung in the air and attacked Monkey fiercely.
Facing the gale, the monkey continued to fly forward. The knife-like wind hung on the monkey's body, but it did not cause any harm to the monkey.
"This divine ability is merely an itch.”
Sun Wukong let out a long roar. He stretched out his hands and tore through the air as if he wanted to tear space apart. He grabbed at Feng Jian fiercely. Feng Jian was a cultivator who specialized in wind attribute divine arts. The Wind Palm was already his strongest divine art, but it didn't cause any damage to Sun Wukong's physical body. The outcome of the battle between the two was already determined.
Facing Sun Wukong's claw attack, Feng Jian's hands changed their hand seals. He wanted to use the Wind Fairy Leg to escape. He took a step forward like a fairy riding the wind and dodged Sun Wukong's attack.
"Do you think you can hide like this? You have the escape god art, and my master Wang Fan taught me the pursuit god art. Although I'm not familiar with it, it's more than enough to suppress you.”
Sun Wukong leaped up, and the mighty Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art's pure mana emerged from his body. A white cloud fell under his feet, and Sun Wukong somersaulted. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a bolt of lightning and pressed down on Feng Jian.
Feng Jian, who was running away with the Wind Immortal Kick, was killed by Sun Wukong in an instant. The speed of the Somersault Cloud was too fast, so fast that it made people feel fear.
When Hua Tiandu and Jin Fei saw Feng Jian being killed, their pupils constricted in shock. They didn't expect Sun Wukong to have mastered such a powerful flying divine power. This kind of divine power really shouldn't be possessed by a Return to Void Third Level cultivator.
They believed that even if their realms were not sealed by Grandmaster Bodhi, their speed was still far inferior to Sun Wukong.
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