Chapter 175.1 : Careless Ran!

"No, no!

"It's against the natural order!"

Luo Hao shook her head with both cuteness and indignation, her dark eyes shimmering with insight.

Sun Wukong's Cosmic Body, she had experienced it firsthand.

The current Monkey King should be called Monkey God rather than the Monkey King. He's the embodiment of the monkey, the guardian of the dragon, possessing boundless supernatural abilities. The magic of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven is constrained by the divine power of the present, making it his shrine.

It's fair to say that Hijima employed deceit and treachery to seize the incarnation of the Heretic God and become a counterfeit version of the Monkey King.

And the reason she must rid herself of this Monkey God-kun is because she possesses the power to reveal her true form, to unveil the truth and expose the true power of rhyme.

In this scenario, Sun Wukong's willingness to remain in the Netherworld is tantamount to surrender.

As the leader of the Chinese martial arts alliance and the martial arts monarch, it's her obligation.

A century ago, she had already clashed with the rhyme of the monkey god-kun, which resulted in this impostor - not long enough to attend the event.

In that battle, she unleashed the power she had absorbed from two Buddhist monks, the "Vajrasana" and "King Narayan Solidarity," the "Vajra Divine Power."

By harnessing the Divine Might of Vajrapani, she gained unmatched strength, relying on martial arts to subdue the monkey god-kun, forcing him to unleash his power to the fullest, "Cosmic Body."

At that time, Sun Wukong's body only recovered from fifty centimeters to over one meter, then swelled to two lengths of brown rice, soaring into the clouds, regaining a physical form, but losing a significant amount of supernatural power.

She also transmuted the "Essence of Vajra Power" into golden particles. These particles are immutable and can take any form, whether "playing" as the golden palm of her disciple Lu Huaying or encasing her body like armor for protection. With a mere thought, she can effortlessly summon the magic sword that severs all things, wielded by Salvatore Tony.

The golden particles can even summon two colossal "Vajra Warriors," capable of wielding martial arts with their weapons. These warriors can stand as tall as 3,000 meters, absolute behemoths.

However, the larger the body, the weaker the strength.

Otherwise, after defeating the monkey god-kun, she wouldn't allow him to wander freely in Netherworld.

The faux Monkey King wields considerable power, and I've witnessed the laws of heaven and earth bend to his will.

Ran's transformation isn't merely a matter of size; it's as if his very essence, akin to golden particles, coalesces into a formidable form. This form holds limitless potential, theoretically expandable infinitely under the control of a sufficiently strong wielder.

Luo Hao mused, "I recall mention of Susanoo; it appears Japanese God possesses such abilities."

"Could he be a Campione?" questioned Luo Hao, her keen eyes discerning Ran's power source as intrinsic, akin to her mastery of martial arts and magic, rather than bestowed.

Yet, this Susanoo seems to embody external power, akin to a force unto itself.

In the annals of Japanese mythology resides Susanoo.

"If that's the case, then I find myself increasingly intrigued by this man," remarked Luo Hao, a hint of admiration gracing her features.

Luo Hao interjected lightly, a smile dancing on her lips. "He is adept at acquiring abilities from foreign lands, a trait I've come to appreciate."

Lu Yinghua rose slowly, his gaze lingering on Luo Hao's countenance, a pang of regret coursing through him. He knew his master's target would remain aloof.

"The battles of Campiones transcend mere physical stature," he remarked. "Otherwise, the wise old man would have departed upon witnessing that man's method."

"The Eye of Sodom!" exclaimed Marquis Voban, channeling the power of the ancient Roman hero, the one-eyed war god "Herethius Coles."

With swift movements, he retreated, widening the gap between himself and Susanohue, expanding his field of vision to better strategize.

All present witnessed the towering form of Susanoo start to crumble, dissolving into a pillar of salt amidst the tempestuous storm.

This scene is truly magnificent.

"This guy, the old marquis, still has some tricks up his sleeve," Anne murmured.

The Eye of Sodom derived its name from the divine punishment for the destruction of Sodom in certain scriptures.

Any creature caught in its gaze, regardless of number or individual, will be turned into a pillar of salt.

"Indeed," the strength of the physics department found itself at a disadvantage.

A smirk played on Voban's lips.

The Eye of Sodom can only temporarily salt a portion of its victim's body, thus it's typically utilized as a close combat aid during skirmishes.

Naturally, it can also serve to conceal individuals, as it enhances vision, enabling sight over several kilometers, and possesses the ability to see through obstacles.

There's no limit to the number of salt pillars it can create. If necessary, it can salt all the inhabitants of a country's capital without budging.

"The removal of my saltification is quite challenging. Even with the highest level of healing abilities, it can only provide temporary relief," Voban's smirk grew more self-assured.

To completely reverse the salting, one would need to cease employing the power, possess the "Sacred Talisman's" ability to dispel evil spirits, harness magical absorption, and master the spell of calamity.

The assembly of the dead remains the sole successful method of cracking it.

Ran was too careless, allowing him to employ his tricks.

The outcome is sealed!