Chapter 755 - Declaration of Ancestral Prayers (1/2)

“So, you’re the Great Witch?” Tathāgata mumbled as lotus bloomed from his broken hand, regenerating.

Meanwhile, Xingtian’s magic aura was radiating strong, leaking from all four of his eyes. Stabbed his axe to the ground, he pointed at Tathāgata. “Declaration of Ancestral Prayers!! Tathāgata! You and I would never stop battling! Until one of us dies! Until the world ends! Forever!”

“Click!” Suddenly, a black chain connected the two of them together. Tathāgata frowned as he stared at the chain, unable to break it. This… is?

“How naughty…” With a sigh, Tathāgata swung his arms to form thousands of palm attacks, pushing his opponent away. Xingtian dropped low and blocked it with his shield.

“Boom! Boom! Boom…”

Hits were landing on the shield again and again. Xingtian was being pushed away, step by step. His shield was being knocked away and his body was being hit numerous times. In the end, he was knocked into ashes. However, the chain did not disappear.

“So, this is your attack? It seems to be way weaker than the Yellow Emperor’s.”

A deep humming sound was heard from the void and on the other end of the chain, Xingtian’s body was reformed as if time was rewound. He cracked his neck and grabbed his axe with a cold smile. “My turn. Demon of Witches – Unleash!”

His eyes on his chest shone in red and his body was covered with incantations. With a roar, he raised his axe high and thunder struck for nine times, covering his axe with electrons from lightning. A sizzling sound was heard and his eyes were shining as a result of the lightning. Also, his mouth at his stomach was filled with fire of hell and his eyes on his chest were covered with lava. Below his feet was a mini hurricane and the incantations around his body were shining and changing according to the elements. Roaring out loud, he pulled the chain.

“Argh!”

It caught Tathāgata’s interest and he clamped his hands.

Smack!

A sky full of gigantic hands appeared, forming a lotus seal. The Buddhist prayer beads on his body turned into numerous spiritual orbs, floating in the surroundings and scrolls of mantra were everywhere to be seen.

“Now, that’s what I call a battle between gods…” Liu Bei mumbled.

“Big Brother, shall we go and lend a helping hand?!” Zhang Fei asked.

“Hey, hey, hey, Old Zhang, hold it right there. We merely settled a Hu hero spirit by using that Holy Lance. If we go there, we would be dead meat,” Cao Cao shook his head heavily.

“Besides, we’re not allowed there anyway.” Zhou Yu kept away the sword of hellfire and took out a piece of handkerchief to wipe his burnt-end guqin.

“Xingtian had cursed Tathāgata that will make either one of them die. No one can interrupt,” Lin Liang explained and saw Lin Le who was emotionally unstable.

“Lele, you’ve got your revenge for Little Beauty. Cheer up.” Ye Cang hugged Lin Le and caressed his head.

“I knew, Brother Lil’White. But Little Beauty, she…” Lin Le sobbed as he spoke. Ye Cang hugged him even more tightly. “This is life, Lele. Only the pain of separation will let us realize how precious it is to be able to live together and enjoy one another’s company.”

“Lele, don’t be sad. Look at the bright side, we could play a role in The Sisters 2 during Chinese New Year. Brother will liaise with the director to allow a guest appearance,” Zhang Zhengxiong tried to cheer him up.

Lin Le’s ahoge stood up. “Oh yeah, we can watch the drama during Chinese New Year. Wait, a guest appearance is not enough! I must write to the crew to ask them to add a female zombie character named Little Beauty. How should I write it?”