The Buddha Descends, The Main Actress Takes the Stage

Floating above the heavens, the mystical floating island that is the heavenly court faces a threat unlike anything it has encountered before.

Wukong flew, his back emblazoned with Phoenix wings as his voice rung, calling forth Baihu's vocal prowess. Wukong's announcement echoed through every inch of the palace.

"Heed my warning. The age of humanity has run its course! The era of beasts is upon you all! Bring out your strongest cultivators so I may grind them to dust, an offering foe the new age!"

The denizens of the palace sensed Wukong's otherworldly qi, his goodhood. And yet they are duty bound to repel even this newly born god.

All of them stood at the peak, but this monstrous Divine Beast was on a peak even higher. They are simply outmatched but their pride as Heaven's prime cultivators will not yield to a beast that declared their extinction.

The most hot-blooded of them all, Huang rode his dragon made out of pure flames.

[FLAMING DRAGON DIVE]!

Huang shouted, intending to ram the dragon he rode towards this arrogant ape.

The mighty flame dragon's jaws opened, devouring Wukong in one bite. The jaws of fiery death snap shut, trapping Wukong.

Excellent, all that's left is to crash the dragon into fhe earth for a cataclysmic impact. But before Huang descend, the instability of his qi forewarned him of the dangers of remaning on top of his dragon.

One flap of Wukong's wings, the fiery gust exploded Huang's dragon, leaving the Monkey King unharmed while Huang crashed into the Heavenly Court's open field. Huang descended, barelling into the tiles like a meteor.

Landing on his hand-like feet, the Monkey King's flaming wings retreated, exuding arrogance as he walked to finish off the still standing Huang.

"Pathetic humans, are you the best cultivator that this place harbors?"

"The best? Hardly!" From an uknown voice, a challenge has been issued.

A ray of concentrated venom sfreaked towards Wukong from his left. The earth rising to defend the ape, a stone slate solidified by Wukong's qi blocked the attack. The slate sizzled before Bao's gigantic white snake.

It is not in Wukong's to don himself in a nigh invulnerable armor. He must style on his opponents by flashing them his monkey grin.

Fashioning Xuanwu's armor into a regal staff, such shape would fulfil the turtle's desire to physically smash their opponents. Removing the slate, Wukong threw his Xuanwu Staff like a spear. Deflecting the continuous stream of poison until it eradicated the source. The staff harder than diamonds pierced through the head of the pale snake.

With one swing of his hand, Wukong's staff boomeranged back to hit Bao from behind.

Stumbling right next to Huang, the gravity of the situation mattered not to Bao as he made light of the attack that sent him tumbling.

"Never could resist being attacked from behind." Bao chuckled.

"Damn you, Bao! Focus!"

The next challenger emerged, Haojun, 2nd Seat.

As the executioner, Haojun mastered plenty of weapons to bring about the arrogant ape's demise, his current pick was a majestic red spear.

The running Haojun used all of his momentum to deliver a savage thrust, an attack so powerful that their might shockwaved upon Wukong's parry.

Locking their weapons, Haojun began losing the struggle as the strength that this godly ape could call upon was well past any measure.

The tip of Haojun's spear spewed flames, hot enough to char an ordinary cultivator into ash, distracting Wukong so Haojun could momentarily distance himself.

With the Beast of fire residing in his inner universe, the flames from Haojun's attack vortexed around Wukong's face as he appeared to be...

(He is eating my flame!) The usually reserved Haojun's face contorted into surprise.

Devouring the charring flame as if a banquet, the Overlord of Beasts licked his lips, "What exquisite flame. Almost enough to rival the Phoenix within me. And yet in your qi that I tasted, I sense yearning. Your soul longs to break free from its restraint, to embrace Chaos! Fascinating, you are like me yet you hold yourself back."

Chaos? Ridiculous! Haojun wad content with being the Court's executioner!

"Do not make preposterous assumptions about me, you ape!"

Kicking the ground, Haojun barraged Wukong with an endless thrust. Each of them met with Wukong's staff.

The monkey king's eyes spun, taking on the star-filled hue of the Qilin's eyes. The tip of Haojun's spear now about to impale Wukong, the space around Haojun's weapon shifted.

Imagine Haojun's surprise as what should have been a direct hit barely grazed Wukong's ear. Haojun's confusion leaving him open, Wukong's spear slammed into Haojun's stomach, sending him flying alongside the rest.

"Brother Haojun, that monkey is tough. Let us combine our attacks. Even with his status as a God, he would stand no chance." Huang suggested.

Haojun brandished his spear to the side, "Then let us finish this monkey before the others get called upon."

Bao's lips curved into a grin, "Prepare yourself, Divine Beast! I hope you are prepared to take on 3 men at once!"

"Bao, must you word it like that!?"

"It is what it is, Brother Huang."

The King of Beasts' laughter rung. With his status as a God, the attacks of these Transcendant Immortal will never connect. Only a fellow Celestial Overlord, another living universe, can land their attacks against him. But to make it more fun, reveling in the Chaos, Wukong will play along. No, he will make this game more interesting.

"3 against 1? You humans play dirty, but allow me to beat you in your own game."

The Monkey King plucked 3 hairs from the top of his head, his breath blowing qi into the strands, the hairs flew and took on the exact visage of Wulong. A perfect replica down to his vastless qi.

"We are fucked." Huang uttered, there is a hint of surrender, but like his comrades, he will fight until his dying breath.

The apes all attacked in unison. The three prime cultivators of the Heavenly Court were slowly getting beaten by this new God. All while the Monkey King laughed with unrestrained joy, here were the strongest humans, nothing but playthings for him exhibit his boundless cultivation upon.

"That's enough."

Suddenly, Guanyin flew towards the center of the battlefield.

Here was Wukong's price at last! Kill Guanyin and he can finally lure out Buddha, fighting him for the Throne of Vairocana!

"The useless God's sentry. Tell your master to come down here and face me! I, Sun Wukong, shall dethrone him!"

"I do not know how you came to be but your rueful presence have roused the Honored One from his mediation. Rejoice, for you will be granted an audience."

The mark of power in Guanyin's forehead opened. From it, a beam of light was emitted into the sky avive. A beacon calling forth the arrival of the Supreme Cultivator.

The clouds parted and the heavens shook. A spiritual pressure so immense, it threatened to push and make the Heavenly Court crash into the earht below.

The pressure solidified into a spectral mass of qi. Battered from their fight, all of the humans knelt. This amount of spiritual pressure only from a spectre.

Clad in a white garb, the Buddha's plain clothing added to his unworldly presence. Long and flowing black hair. The mirage of Buddha sat in the lotus position, shining down his brilliance from above the sky.

"You dare...you dare face me as a soul specter!? Face me with your real form, you coward!"

All of Wukong's clones sprouted wings upon their back, flying to the air to punish Buddha's hubris.

"Be calm." Buddha's words echoed, perfect in its serenity. His palm raised and pointed towards Wukong.

As Buddha deemed it, the entire cosmos wished for Wukong to halt. Gravity, wind, magnetic pull, natural qi. All manifested as a gigantic palm, clear in is color to mirror Buddha's clarity.

Wukong's clones caved before the Bodhisattva's authority, poofing into smole and returning as strands of hair.

The monkey king crashed into the Court's grounds, his first taste of pain since being born into this world. The pressure of Buddha's palm attack pinned him.

Looks like Wukong underestimated humanity's God. But he too, was an entity capable of divine feats. If the world deemed him to halt, then Wukong will simply rage and reject it. One primal shout and the palm of Buddha was dispelled.

The Monkey King's staff pointed towards the heavens, towards the Buddha.

"If you want to stop me from reaching the Vairocana Throne, then take the stage, Buddha! Fight me!"

His eyes still closed, the Buddha regarded to Wukong with graceful temperament, Buddha said, "The main actress has yet to leave it. Since you posses her Heroine, she will need first to settle her matters with you."

Main actress? Could it he that Ice Woman? Nah, Buddha must be out of his mind, Wukong left her on the brink! Even more, she is only Transcendent Immortal like the rest of the humans before him.

"Here she comes." The Buddha warned.

The sword Zhen rode broke through the barrier of sound. Zhen's face was set alight with maddened glee, ready to descend and crash upon the arrogant ape.

Wukong chuckled, fearless as he gazed up upon Zhen.

"This is the Main actress? Pffft, she got so beat up beforehand, she was barely able to stand. What can she possibly do against me?" Mocking both Zhen and Buddha, Wukong purposely left himself open. Let see beforehand the futility of their struggle, the Beasts shall emerge victorious in the end.

From up high, Zhen jumped from her sword. Zhen's meteoric punch crashed into Wukong's cheek.

A punch so strong, Wukong's face slammed into the pavement.

As payback from earlier, Zhen's foot delivered a violent kick into Wukong's ribs that sent him flying into the distance.

Zhen glanced at his comrades, "You three look like you have been roughed up badly, watch from the sidelines and rest. None of you should interfere. I have a score to settle with this ape."