Chapter 024: The Ferocious Transmigrator

"Chen Xuanzang is the reincarnation of Golden Cicada? Impossible." Miss Duan found the whole thing absurd. "He's just an ordinary man with no strength to truss a chicken. He calls himself a demon hunter, but he doesn't have any magical power at all—he's as ordinary as can be."

Wang Bo said, "Don't underestimate Master Xuanzang just because he's ordinary now. Once he comprehends the love of all beings, he can penetrate the secret manual left by Tathagata Buddha and learn the world-shaking ultimate technique, the Buddha's Palm."

Miss Duan was dumbfounded. Chen Xuanzang learning the Buddha's Palm? That was too fantastical.

Wang Bo asked again, "On your way back, did you really not encounter anyone?"

Miss Duan shook her head blankly.

Her mind was in turmoil. If Chen Xuanzang really was the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, burdened with the great mission of Buddhism, could she, an ordinary woman, still be with him?

But Wang Bo paid no attention to Miss Duan's feelings. Instead, he looked puzzled, his gaze fixed in the direction of Mount Spirit.

Really? The people of Western Mount Spirit actually stood by and did nothing.

After all, Chen Xuanzang had been beaten to death, hadn't he?

Whether for the sake of Buddhism's great mission or for Chen Xuanzang himself, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Mount Spirit should have acted. But until Wang Bo returned, not a single one had made a move.

What the hell was Mount Spirit playing at?

Wang Bo thought for a moment and decided to ask Black and White Impermanence. He shifted his gaze and quickly found their traces. Turning to Xiaoqing, he said, "Stay here and keep watch. I'm going out for a bit."

With that, Wang Bo cast a spell. The surging magic within his body left his form, transforming into a projection that vanished instantly, leaving the mansion in the blink of an eye.

Wang Bo used a magical projection instead of his true body because his true body could absorb sunlight and cultivate the Solar Divine Art, making him blaze like the sun itself.

Even if Wang Bo actively restrained his solar true qi, his body had stored so much solar energy that his true qi and flesh had long since merged. To ghosts, he was still lethally dangerous.

For ordinary wandering souls, getting close was out of the question. Even within Luoyang city, they would feel as if they had fallen into a furnace.

For beings like ghost soldiers and generals, approaching Wang Bo was like snow meeting sunlight—the closer they got, the faster they perished.

The reason Black and White Impermanence had stood outside the door earlier was precisely because Wang Bo's solar true qi was too vast and righteous.

If Black and White Impermanence got too close, they would inevitably be injured.

Only by using a magical projection could Wang Bo approach Black and White Impermanence and have a proper conversation with the two underworld deities.

Before long, Wang Bo caught up with Black and White Impermanence, who had left Luoyang city. "You two, wait a moment."

Wang Bo called out loudly. Black and White Impermanence stopped and turned to look at him. Seeing that Wang Bo no longer blazed as fiercely as before, they breathed a sigh of relief. They waited for Wang Bo to approach and then gave a slight bow.

"So it's the True Man. May we ask why the True Man has called us?"

Wang Bo said, "You two, there is something I don't understand. I'd like your guidance."

Black Impermanence said, "Guidance is too kind. If the True Man has any doubts, we brothers will do our best to answer."

White Impermanence nodded. Neither of them dared to speak too definitively.

Wang Bo asked, "It's like this: I want to know what变故 has occurred at Mount Spirit. Why did the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sit by and watch Master Xuanzang die?"

Few among mortals knew that Chen Xuanzang was the reincarnation of Golden Cicada.

But among immortals, demons, the Heavenly Court, and the Underworld, countless knew of this matter.

Black and White Impermanence naturally knew as well.

White Impermanence hesitated for a moment, then said, "To be honest, we don't know exactly what happened. We only know that decades ago, Mount Spirit suddenly sealed itself off. From that day on, no one could enter or leave."

"What? Mount Spirit sealed itself off?" This answer caught Wang Bo completely off guard.

"That's right," Black Impermanence nodded. "To this day, we don't know what happened at Mount Spirit. We once asked Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, but he refused to say anything."

Wang Bo let out an 'oh,' but his thoughts were in disarray.

He hadn't expected Mount Spirit to be sealed off, and decades ago at that—meaning before Wang Bo had even entered this world, something had already happened at Mount Spirit.

No wonder the Golden-Winged Great Peng wasn't in Bichina Kingdom. No wonder Sun Wukong's transformation went unchecked.

No wonder he could freely approach Sun Wukong without anyone stopping him.

So Mount Spirit was sealed off.

Wang Bo's first reaction was that this was the work of a transmigrator. In the original story, Mount Spirit had never been sealed off, but now it was.

If this had nothing to do with a transmigrator, Wang Bo wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

But Wang Bo hadn't expected this transmigrator to be so ferocious as to directly seal off Mount Spirit—the very headquarters of Buddhism, home to not only Tathagata Buddha but also numerous Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

With Wang Bo's current strength, let alone Tathagata Buddha, even a few Bodhisattvas could suppress him.

Yet this transmigrator was formidable enough to seal off Mount Spirit.

Wang Bo's mind was reeling. Which great power was so ferocious?

"True Man? True Man?! True Man!!"

"Huh? What?"

White Impermanence bowed and said, "If the True Man has no further business, we brothers will take our leave. There are many matters in the underworld awaiting our attention."

Wang Bo quickly said, "Sorry for taking up your time. Please, go ahead."

"Farewell, True Man." With that, White Impermanence and Black Impermanence simultaneously turned into a gentle breeze and vanished.

Wang Bo watched the two underworld deities leave, involuntarily rubbing his temples. His mind raced with guesses: What exactly was the situation at Mount Spirit?

Should he leave it alone or go check it out?

Although Wang Bo was eighty percent sure that the sealing of Mount Spirit was related to a transmigrator, he wasn't keen on getting involved.

After all, Mount Spirit was no ordinary place. Since that transmigrator could seal off Mount Spirit, he must possess formidable strength. If Wang Bo waded in like this, he might just be delivering himself to be killed.

So Wang Bo had to calm down.

Thus, Wang Bo contacted his cheat device and briefly explained the situation.

[What do you think?]

"Me?" Hearing the cheat device's question, Wang Bo thought for a moment and said, "How about we skip this world and go straight to the next? When I'm capable of handling this matter, I'll come back and deal with it. What do you think?"

[That's your idea? Run away without even seeing the enemy? Why are you such a coward? Besides, are you sure that transmigrator is your enemy?]