noffsinger Chapter 72 The Exquisite Tower Absorbs Souls, Chen Fan Reverses the Attack
Chapter 72 The Exquisite Tower Absorbs Souls, Chen Fan Reverses the Attack
The Linglong Tower lit up.
Fourth floor.
Chen Fan stared at the tower, with only one thought in his mind:
This tower must be destroyed immediately.
Otherwise, Huaguo Mountain would truly be awash in blood today.
Black mist churned around the tower.
With each flash, a monkey soldier fell.
It wasn't an injury, it simply vanished.
His soul was sucked away.
"Your Majesty! We can't hold on any longer!"
A monkey came tumbling and crawling over, covered in blood.
"The souls of the monkey soldiers... have all been sucked into that tower!"
Chen Fan squinted as he looked at the exquisite tower.
The tower has four floors, and each floor is glowing.
But the light on the fourth floor is the brightest.
"Relying on incense offerings..."
Suddenly, he thought of something and took out the Merit and Fortune Chart from his pocket.
This picture is a reward given by the system when we defeated Jin Chanzi.
I haven't used it yet.
Now's the perfect time to give it a try.
The merit-based fortune-changing chart opened in his hands.
The golden veins pulsated like living blood vessels.
Chen Fan aimed at the exquisite pagoda.
"Buzz—"
A beam of light shines from the picture.
The light fell on the tower.
Then, Chen Fan saw it.
The essence of the Linglong Pagoda.
It's not a magic weapon.
It's incense.
The tower's ability to absorb souls does not rely on the tower's own power.
It is the incense offered by people.
There are hundreds of temples in Chang'an, with incense burning day and night.
The incense smoke transformed into prayer power, which was poured into the pagoda.
The more wishes a person makes, the stronger the tower becomes.
"I see……"
Chen Fan sneered.
"Want some incense? I'll let you eat your fill."
He immediately sent a telepathic message to Xuanzang.
"Xuanzang! Cut off the incense offerings at the temples in Chang'an!"
"Is it possible?"
Xuanzang's voice sounded hesitant.
"It's possible... but it will take some effort."
"I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
After Chen Fan finished speaking, he immediately cut off the communication.
A stick of incense.
That's fast enough.
On the battlefield, Sun Wukong was still fighting.
However, the suction power of the Linglong Tower has clearly weakened.
Why has the tower become weaker?
Nezha frowned and looked at Li Jing.
Li Jing's expression was also very unpleasant.
"Someone has stopped carrying on the family line..."
"Who has such great ability?"
"It must be Chen Fan!"
Li Jing gritted his teeth.
"Pass down the order! Activate the Linglong Pagoda at full power! Absorb all the remaining monkey soldiers!"
The light on the tower grew even brighter.
But soon, it went dark again.
The backyard is on fire.
Temples in Chang'an are being smashed.
Xuanzang personally led the group there.
The monks were still chanting sutras, and there was no way to stop them.
Once the incense was extinguished, the power of the Linglong Pagoda began to collapse.
"Chance!"
Sun Wukong roared.
The golden cudgel is raised high.
All the strength in my body poured in.
"The Golden Cudgel! If we don't strike now, when will we?"
The rod instantly enlarged.
Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang!
He smashed it down with a stick.
"boom--"
The first floor of the Linglong Pagoda is cracked.
Pebbles flew everywhere.
The tower shook violently.
"impossible!"
Li Jing's eyes reddened.
"The Exquisite Pagoda is a primordial spiritual treasure! How could it possibly be smashed!"
"Why is it impossible?"
Sun Wukong stepped on the fragments of the tower and climbed upwards step by step.
"Back then, I was able to smash the Heavenly Peach Tree."
"I can smash your tower today."
"Second run!"
The golden cudgel was raised once more.
This strike should be aimed at the second layer.
"stop!"
A whirlwind of fire rushed over.
They stood in front of Sun Wukong.
Nezha.
He had three heads and six arms, and the smell of blood still lingered on his lips.
The area where Red Boy burned me is now charred black.
But he can still fight.
"Sun Wukong, I am your opponent."
"roll."
Sun Wukong has only two characters.
The golden cudgel smashed straight down.
"when!"
The Wind and Fire Wheels clashed with the Golden Cudgel.
A thunderclap boomed in the sky.
The two of them stepped back at the same time.
Nezha stared intently at Sun Wukong.
"You are very strong."
"You're not weak either."
Sun Wukong flexed his wrists.
"But today, you can't stop me."
"Then let's give it a try."
The two rushed forward again.
The battlefield was divided into two parts.
Sun Wukong versus Nezha.
Chen Fan to Li Jing.
Chen Fan slowly walked towards Li Jing.
"King Li, shall we continue?"
"beat."
Li Jing only had one sentence.
But his hands were already trembling.
"What other tricks do you have?"
Chen Fan asked.
Li Jing did not answer.
He suddenly laughed.
His smile was ugly.
"Chen Fan, you are indeed amazing."
"But you've forgotten, I am the Heavenly King."
"What Heavenly King?"
"Li Jing".
"The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King".
"There is more than one tower."
Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat.
"Is there a second one?"
"good."
Li Jing took a rope out of his pocket.
Golden rope.
It was covered with talismans.
"Demon-Binding Rope"
"Specifically for binding the Bull Demon King."
"Why do you think the Bull Demon King obeys?"
"Because he's afraid of that."
Chen Fan's expression changed.
"I have not yet avenged the last time."
"Now, let's calculate it all together."
The Demon-Binding Rope shone with golden light.
The direction to be aligned with —
It's not Chen Fan.
It's the Bull Demon King.
On the other side of the battlefield, the Bull Demon King is killing people.
Kill the heavenly soldiers.
The rise of killing.
They were completely unaware of the danger behind them.
"Brother Niu!"
Chen Fan shouted.
But it was too late.
The Demon-Binding Rope flew out.
They directly bound the Bull Demon King.
"What is that?!"
The Bull Demon King unleashed his power.
But they couldn't break free.
"impossible……"
He panicked.
"What is this thing?!"
"Demon-Binding Rope"
Li Jing smiled.
"Bull Demon King, you were captured by this treasure back then."
"Forgot?"
The Bull Demon King's face turned ashen.
"you……"
"Tie him up."
Li Jing gave the order.
Several heavenly soldiers ran over and tied the Bull Demon King up tightly.
"Father!"
Red Boy had just woken up when he witnessed this scene.
"Let go of my father!"
He wanted to rush over.
But as soon as he stood up, he fell down again.
The injury was too severe.
"son!"
The Bull Demon King roared in anger.
"Let him go! Come at me if you have a problem!"
"Are you getting anxious now?"
Li Jing sneered.
"It's too late."
Chen Fan stood still.
He was thinking of a solution.
Demon-Binding Rope...
Can it be broken?
Is there any way to do this within the system?
He quickly scrolled through the system interface.
Can't find it.
This item is not eligible for system rewards.
"System, is there any way?"
No solution.
The system only replied with two words.
Chen Fan cursed.
This is fucking difficult.
On the battlefield, the Heavenly Court gained the upper hand.
Too many monkey soldiers died on Flower Fruit Mountain.
The Bull Demon King has been captured again.
Sun Wukong was entangled by Nezha and couldn't break free.
What should I do?
Chen Fan looked at Li Jing.
"Li Jing, let's make a deal."
"trade?"
"You release the Bull Demon King, and I'll release your son."
"My son?"
Li Jing was taken aback.
"You have Nezha in your hands?"
"exist."
Chen Fan pointed to the edge of the battlefield.
Jinzha and Muzha are both there.
He's been caught.
"you……"
Li Jing's expression changed.
"When?!"
"Just now."
Chen Fan smiled.
"Your precious Linglong Tower is happily absorbing souls."
"My people haven't been idle either."
"King Li, one for one, or not?"
Chen Fan stood at the edge of the battlefield, his throat clenched, panting heavily, as he uttered his last words.
"Yes, I broke all the barriers and only produced a little bit."
Li Jing's expression changed, his face full of surprise. He glanced at Chen Fan out of the corner of his eye.
"You...you really did half of what you were supposed to do?"
Chen Fan stood up, raised his arm, and said in a low voice, "This is a privilege. I've come out from the bottom and have to leave. You see, I've taken more different paths."
Li Jing walked away, the horse's horn in his hand trembling slightly.
"Chen Fan, you...you've left this world again?"
"Looks like I won after all." Chen Fan nodded, his eyes resolute.
The distant sky suddenly churned, and a silver slit ripped through the sea of clouds.
The battle paused—in that instant, the entire Journey to the West world seemed to be covered by a black membrane.
"Either this is my chance, or I have to lose this place."
Chen Fan took a slight breath, his gaze resolute. He knew that this was not only about defying fate, but also about embarking on a completely new miracle.