In the world of *Journey to the West*.
At the foot of Spirit Mountain, inside Yuzhen Monastery.
Great Immortal Jinding smiled and addressed Tang Sanzang, "Holy Monk, please wash away the dust of your long journey here, so that tomorrow you may pay homage to the Buddha."
"Amitābha!" Tang Sanzang immediately pressed his palms together.
Just then, the heavens abruptly collapsed and the earth quaked. Behind Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing rushed forward to steady their master.
Before anyone could recover from the shock, Zhu Bajie cried out in horror, "Aiya! Where did Spirit Mountain go?"
Shocked, everyone looked up at the sky. Sure enough, a colossal rift had split open above, and Spirit Mountain had completely vanished. Just looking at the rift with the naked eye sent chills down one's spine, as though falling into it would mean eternal damnation.
Right at that moment, a youth drifted past the rift.
Arms hovered in rings around him, and a white glow radiated from his body. He paused, glanced down at Yuzhen Monastery, and said sheepishly, "Sorry about that! Not my fault, though—Feng Mingge crashed into it. Must've been an accident. I'll patch it right up."
With that, the pupil of his right eye bloomed into a flower. He gave a flick of his arm, and the rift rapidly sealed shut.
Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Great Immortal Jinding stood dumbfounded, staring as if they had seen an immortal. It took quite a while for anyone to come to their senses.
Now that Spirit Mountain was gone, what scriptures were they supposed to fetch?
Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head. Before he knew it, the golden fillet on his brow slipped right off and tumbled down. Everyone on the scene froze, staring at the golden fillet on the ground, completely at a loss for words.
"Wukong, how could you remove the Bodhisattva's golden fillet? Put it back on at once," Tang Sanzang said, an inexplicable guilt creeping into his heart. He hurriedly bent down, picked up the golden fillet, and placed it back on Sun Wukong's head.
Yet as soon as Sun Wukong tilted his head slightly, the fillet fell to the ground once more.
If the Bodhisattva was gone, what use was this golden fillet?
Wait.
The Bodhisattva was gone, the Buddha was gone, and Spirit Mountain was gone too?
Then Old Sun had it made!
Sun Wukong finally caught on. Looking at the visibly unsettled Tang Sanzang, his grin grew increasingly unbridled.
* * *
In the world of the *Three Kingdoms*, at Changban Slope.
Zhang Fei held the river and severed the bridge. Facing Cao Cao's army of hundreds of thousands, he stood fearless and bellowed in fury, "I am Zhang Yide of Yan! Who dares fight me to the death?"
To everyone's shock, after that single roar, the heavens cracked and the earth shattered.
In an instant, Cao Cao's hundreds of thousands of troops were wiped out, reduced entirely to ash, leaving behind only an endless black rift.
Zhang Fei's eyes went wide. He stared blankly ahead, his mind completely crashing. The next moment, a youth flew past the rift, and in the blink of an eye, the fissure was quickly mended.
From then on, Zhang Fei's fame soared, leaving behind the glorious legend: "With a single roar, he obliterated Cao Cao's hundred-thousand-strong host into dust."
* * *
At Mount Liang from *Water Margin*.
The banner reading "Deliver Justice on Behalf of Heaven" had just been hoisted when a thunderous boom erupted across the sky, opening a massive rift. Before the heroes of Mount Liang could even look up, the entire mountain was obliterated by a collision. Rifts then rapidly spread outward from Mount Liang.
The next second, Earth blew to pieces.
When Yu Xian rushed over, all he saw was a shattered, quartered Earth. He let out a sigh, repairing the spatial fabric as he continued chasing after Feng Mingge.
As for what world that had been, it was none of his damn business.
* * *
In the world of *Dream of the Red Chamber*.
Several sedan-chair bearers walked along a bustling street. In the distance, they spotted the stone lions of the Rongguo Mansion and knew they were about to arrive at their destination.
Suddenly, a roar far louder than thunder echoed from the sky. Countless immortals plummeted from above, burned to ash by Unified True Fire before they could even hit the ground.
Then a burst of heavenly fire rained down, instantly reducing everything ahead to nothingness. The bearers hurriedly dropped the sedan chair and fled for their lives.
"You... you all!" Lin Daiyu's wet nurse, Nanny Wang, tried to call them back, but none would listen. She paced in a frantic circle, completely helpless.
Lin Daiyu stepped out of the sedan chair. At the sight of the sea of flames ahead, her eyes rolled back and she fainted, saved from hitting the ground only by her ten-year-old maidservant, Xueyan, who caught her in time.
Before she had even stepped foot inside the Jia Mansion, the mansion was already gone.
Just then, a youth flew through the rift. Seeing the scene below, he sighed and waved his hand, extinguishing the flames completely. Catching sight of the unconscious Lin Daiyu and assuming she was on the verge of death, he flicked a drop of blood toward her to restore her body.
"Not my fault! Blame it all on Feng Mingge!"
Leaving those words behind, Yu Xian repaired the spatial rift and immediately bolted.
Little did he know that his drop of blood not only healed Lin Daiyu's ailments, but also drastically enhanced her physique.
So much so that in later days, Lin Daiyu would uproot a weeping willow with her bare hands, shocking the warlords of a chaotic era. Eventually, she unified the realm to become the second female emperor after Wu Zetian—and one who had carved her way out of the battlefield.
And the empire she founded was known as... the Flash Empire.
* * *
Inside the Tree Universe.
Feng Mingge had lost count of how many worlds he had smashed through, and how many he had merely grazed.
He kept tumbling backward, and Yu Xian kept giving chase forward. The problem was that Yu Xian was too slow while Feng Mingge was moving too fast, leaving Yu Xian thoroughly exasperated.
Along the way, Yu Xian had been cleaning up Feng Mingge's mess the entire time. For the worlds that had been completely obliterated, there was nothing he could do.
For those that were merely grazed, however, he could at least patch them up using his World Eye. As for the spatial energy needed for the World Eye, it was drawn from the shattered worlds—putting waste to good use, at least.
Truth be told, Yu Xian finally understood what it meant by "beneath a Mighty One, all are mere ants."
He had merely engaged in a casual spar with Feng Mingge, yet the fallout had smashed who knew how many worlds, likely resulting in tens of trillions of casualties.
"I really hope I don't end up recorded in the Prison Canon for this."
"If Feng Mingge ends up on the wanted list, he'd better not blame me."
Yu Xian ground his teeth as he watched the still-flying Feng Mingge.
Had he known Feng Mingge couldn't take a beating, he wouldn't have punched so hard. Now he was stuck wiping Feng Mingge's ass the entire way, exhausted and thoroughly annoyed.
Finally, Feng Mingge crashed into the body of an immense behemoth. Clearly not made of ordinary flesh and blood, the beast actually withstood the impact of Feng Mingge's collision.
What was more, the behemoth was very much alive.
It immediately let out a furious roar as dense clusters of square vents opened across its surface, unleashing a concentrated barrage against Feng Mingge. Countless square beams of light blasted him, sending him rocketing back in Yu Xian's direction.
Right at that moment, Feng Mingge opened his eyes. Seeing Yu Xian flying toward him, he raised his right arm, and Unified True Fire instantly twined around it.
"Your technique... I understand it now!" Feng Mingge muttered to himself before throwing a direct punch at Yu Xian.
The tenfold Dragon Soul Counter from the Dragon Shield had injured him earlier, but not severely enough to knock him unconscious. He had simply been struck by a sudden flash of inspiration and decided to take a brief moment to ponder it.
Now, he unleashed a frantic flurry of punches at Yu Xian. Dense crimson silhouettes of fists blanketed the space around Yu Xian, each punch packed with terrifying, peerless power that seemed capable of piercing through anything.
Yu Xian could not even follow Feng Mingge's attacks with his eyes. Feng Mingge had accelerated his own time, driving his punches past the speed of light. Meanwhile, Yu Xian's personal flow of time remained normal, making him appear practically frozen from Feng Mingge's perspective.
Yet it was useless.
Every fist silhouette that fell upon Yu Xian was blocked by the Dragon Shield, and the phantom of the giant dragon manifested once more, swirling frantically around Yu Xian.
Onefold, twofold, threefold...
The faster Feng Mingge attacked, the higher the multiplier of the Dragon Shield's Dragon Soul Counter climbed.
Chapter 426