"Heh! Don't give me that nonsense. I hate you bunch of fake-merciful bald monks the most. Stop pretending to be a good person in front of me!" Devouring Rat sneered.

Having said that, the Devouring Rat shot out two beams of blood-red light from its eyes, like two sharp swords, piercing towards the Buddha seal in the high sky.

"Buzz!"

The Buddha seal trembled and emitted countless rays of Buddha light, which neutralized the blood-red light.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the void cracked open, and a golden Buddha's palm emerged from it, smashing fiercely towards the Devouring Rat.

The Devouring Rat's pupils shrank sharply, and it instantly became serious. Its fur stood on end, and it swept its arms out, colliding with the Buddha's palm.

"Bang!"

The void exploded, and a terrifying shockwave swept across the area. The Devouring Rat was thrown back three hundred meters into the void before regaining its footing.

"hiss--"

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but gasp.

He had never witnessed such a battle before. Compared to this, their previous fight seemed like children playing house.

After the Devouring Rat regained its footing, it stared at the shattered void and said in a deep voice, "Old bald monk in the Buddha's Seal, so you have awakened!"

The void rift gradually healed and returned to normal, but the sound of chanting still lingered.

"Amitabha!"

A phantom slowly appeared, sitting upright on a lotus platform, with two huge ears drooping down like palm fans, and a dazzling relic on his head.

In an instant, the sky was filled with Buddha's light, and this person was none other than Shakyamuni, the Tathagata Buddha!

He was bathed in Buddha's light, his appearance solemn and dignified.

"Amitabha!"