In Hai'an City, in a corridor covered with murals, a fat monk and a young man in a black robe sat opposite each other, with a water mirror suspended in front of them. Reflected in the water mirror was the battle between Du Qian and Sun Wukong beside the Five Finger Mountain.

Looking at Du Qian who claimed to be Tigamuni Buddha in the picture, the fat monk twitched the corner of his mouth and turned his head to glance at the young man in black robe opposite him.

"…Mahayana Buddhism?"

"Namo Degamuni Buddha?"

The young man in black robe coughed and said awkwardly: "This young man is just talking nonsense, please don't take it to heart, Lord."

The fat monk sighed and said helplessly: "Emperor, didn't we agree that you and I won't interfere with each other?"

Lin Zhongtian was surprised and said, "Yes, so I didn't interfere!"

The fat monk's cheek muscles twitched, and he said expressionlessly, "What about this donor Du?"

Lin Zhongtian's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Du Qian has not registered his identity, so he is not considered an official member of ours."

"oh?"

The fat monk raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "So, there is still room for his identity to change?"

"It just so happens that I am very interested in Mahayana Buddhism. That light full of peace and hope seems to be predestined with Buddha. If His Majesty the Emperor really thinks that Donor Du is not yet an official member, why not..."

Before the fat monk finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian gave him a look with a half-smile.

"Tathagata, you can try."

“…”

The fat monk fell silent, and after a long while he sighed, "The Emperor is so overbearing..."

Lin Zhongtian curled his lips, thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "Alright, I did break my promise first, so how about this, when this matter is completely over, if the journey to the west in this world is hindered, I will give you a magic stick for the main world's Lingshan research, how about that?"

"It's a deal!"

The fat monk agreed immediately.

His attitude was so decisive that Lin Zhongtian felt like he had been cheated.

In fact, this is true. No matter how important the Journey to the West in this world is, it is only a small world. The ultimate power of the world is only at the level of true immortals, and it is not as strong as the heavenly soldiers and generals in the main world who besieged the real Sun Wukong.

In comparison, the light energy that can transform into Ultraman is what Tathagata values ​​more.

If Buddhism can really combine the factor of light with the Buddha's light, perhaps the Ultraman Buddha, which was originally a joke, can truly appear in the world and create a few more Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian suddenly had the urge to give the magic stick to Tathagata immediately.

He was really curious about what Lingshan and Buddhism could do with Ultraman's power.

…

…

On the other side, the thousand-meter-tall fire giant ape and the thousand-meter-tall silver-black giant collided with each other.

Du Qian raised his hand and condensed a silver-black lightsaber, and used the body of Ultraman to perform the Styx sword technique, creating a river of light that covered the entire sky and poured towards the giant ape opposite.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong sneered.

"Five hundred years ago, I, Sun, was forged in Laojun's Eight Diagrams Furnace to have a heart of gold, lungs of silver, a head of copper and a back of iron. What can a mere heart-burning fire do to me?"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong smashed the river of light with his fists and rushed towards the silver-black giant with flames all over his body.

During the charge, he casually pulled up a mountain, and streaks of divine fire gushed out from his palms, covering the entire mountain, and refined it into a charred long stick covered with golden and red patterns like magma.

The red and black giant stick and the silver and black lightsaber kept colliding in mid-air.

Every collision would trigger a terrifying energy tide, stirring and distorting the surrounding void.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

Deafening noises echoed in the sky.

The clouds within a thousand miles were dispersed by this shocking force.

All the mountains in the ten directions were razed to the ground by the power of the two.

While controlling the lightsaber to fight the giant ape, Du Qian racked his brains to recall the story of Tiga.

"Damn it, how do I use that beam skill?"

“Does the opening pose involve any chest expansion movements?”

As Du Qian thought this, he once again used the Styx Sword Technique to force back the giant ape in front of him.

When the two of them were several thousand meters apart, Du Qian took a deep breath, dispersed the silver-black lightsaber extending from his palm, put his hands at his waist, and then stretched them forward, crossed his wrists, and spread them to the left and right, gathering extremely terrifying energy.

Finally, the silver-black giant suddenly pulled his left arm back and placed it under his right elbow.

In an instant, a brilliant silver light burst out from his forearm and shot towards the giant ape opposite.

This is an imitation of Tiga's ultimate ray skill - the Zaperio Ray!

"boom!!"

The silver light instantly crossed a distance of thousands of meters and hit the chest of the giant ape's real body heavily.

Sun Wukong didn't care at first, until the light really hit his chest, he couldn't help but let out a painful roar.

“…How is this possible?!”

"How could an attack of this magnitude possibly harm my indestructible body?"

Sun Wukong roared in pain, fear and anger under the light.

Du Qian sneered and continued to call upon the energy in his body, constantly increasing the output of light.

The Zaperion Ray is one of Tiga's skills that consumes the most energy. In addition to the energy originally stored in the black jade, the main source of energy for Du Qian's body of the giant of light is his human body.

At the same time, due to the effect of the magical power [strengthening one's strengths and making up for one's weaknesses], Du Qian's physical state is connected with Sun Wukong.

As his consumption increases, he will draw power from Sun Wukong again to make up for the imbalance between the two sides.

In this way, as Du Qian continues to squeeze the potential of his body, Sun Wukong's indestructible body will gradually weaken.

By now, Sun Wukong's physical strength is less than one-third of its original level, and is still continuing to decrease.

Noticing this, Sun Wukong realized something was wrong.

He immediately transformed himself back to his original short stature, allowing the silver light like a river of light to pour down from above his head and impact in the desert tens of kilometers away, creating a crystalline crater with a diameter of more than ten kilometers.

Yellow sand rose up in the sky, and under the influence of the energy shock wave, a sandstorm swept across the desert.

But Du Qian no longer cared about the impact this attack would cause.

Because the shrunken Sun Wukong had already flown above his head, with red eyes and flames all over his body. He raised his hairy fist and smashed it hard into the silver crystal on his forehead.

"boom!!"

There was a deafening sound of air explosion.

The crystal between Du Qian's eyebrows was shaken by Sun Wukong's fist, which was powerful enough to sink a continent, and it burst out with terrifying silver energy, forming a circular silver energy wave that spread in all directions.

Sun Wukong was blown away for several kilometers by the terrifying energy wave before he came to a stop, looking at the giant in front of him with cold eyes.

I saw a crack appear in the crystal on the forehead of the silver-black giant, and brilliant silver light burst out from it, breaking into more and larger light cracks like a chain reaction.

Du Qian realized that something was wrong and quickly turned into silver light, shrinking to the first form that was fifty meters tall. Only then did he finally stabilize the collapse of the crystal.

Sun Wukong somersaulted and turned into a beam of golden light and flew in front of Du Qian, then kicked the silver indicator light on his chest.

There is no way, the bright headlights on Ultraman are too obvious.

Even people who come into contact with Ultraman for the first time can immediately realize that that is the source of Ultraman's energy.

In this situation, Sun Wukong only needs to use his own speed and strength to easily play with this big fool.

There was no other way, Du Qian could only hold up the Ultra Barrier to protect the indicator light on his chest and the crystal on his forehead which were obviously energy sources.

In Hai'an City, looking at the silver-gray giant who seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage in the water mirror, the fat monk sighed quietly and turned his gaze to the Buddha Statue Mountain beside the lake, which had long been annihilated into elementary particles by energy.

In an instant, countless particles floated up and reorganized into a tattered book in mid-air.

The only difference from the previous "Three Hundred Children's Songs" is that the text of the entire book has been reorganized, and there are six large traditional Chinese characters in black and bold on the cover - "The True Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata"!

That’s right, seeing the plot gradually going towards collapse, Tathagata’s divine consciousness planned to intervene personally.

Lin Zhongtian was sitting nearby. He glanced at the fat monk and then smiled slightly. Without him making any movement, the Mahavairocana Sutra was immediately fixed in place and could not be moved no matter how the fat monk manipulated it.

The fat monk tried it, then sighed and said, "Emperor, why is this happening?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and said, "Believe me, I am doing this for your own good. If you really unleash the power of the Mahavairocana Sutra and summon the projection of the original body in the main world, given Du Qian's personality, he will definitely immediately change his target of stealing power."

"By then, Shenzhou will not be able to withstand the power that exceeds the world's limits and will be destroyed by you and Du Qian..."

Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, the fat monk couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Indeed, Du Qian's magical powers were so strange that even he couldn't figure out the reason.

If even Lin Zhongtian thinks that Du Qian can steal the power of his original projection, then this matter is most likely true.

The fat monk turned his head and looked at Lin Zhongtian, and said softly: "So... How do you think this should end?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly and did not answer.

At this moment, something strange happened. The silver-black giant in the water mirror suddenly burst out with a powerful energy. Rays of golden light covered his body like flowing water, causing the power in his body to begin to surge wildly.

Seeing this scene, the fat monk was slightly startled and couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

Lin Zhongtian looked at the silver-black giant covered in golden light and said with certainty: "Shining Tiga!"

"Shining...Tiga?"

The fat monk looked at Lin Zhongtian with a confused look on his face.

Lin Zhongtian waved his sleeves, and the water mirror in front of him suddenly rippled, changing the perspective from a high-altitude bird's-eye view to the body of the giant of light.

Du Qian was seen emitting silver light all over, standing on a platform made of silver light.

Behind him, Chen Xuanzang and Miss Duan had already expressed their feelings to each other. At this moment, they were holding hands, emitting a hazy golden light, and looking at the light curtain in front of them with determined expressions.

Through the light curtain, you can see Sun Wukong floating in the air with a stunned look on his face.

Du Qian and the other two looked at each other, then slowly raised their arms.

The body of this giant of light actually moved along with their movements, apparently being controlled by three of them.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but sigh: "This is the power of love!"

“…”

The fat monk fell silent. He felt that there was something wrong with the style of painting, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.