Volume 4: The Revelation Unveiled Chapter 451: Reverse Thought Emerges

The Elder Yuanling could not control his momentum and crashed headfirst into the blood arrow, shattering the red ice pillar. He exhaled in shock at the strangeness of it.
Wukong immediately understood. The Water God Ape Wuzhiqi, having mastered the ultimate form of water, was now unmatched in controlling water across the world. The blood arrow sent by the Elder Yuanling was not an offensive spell or ability—Wuzhiqi could see that at a glance. He guessed it was likely a teleportation technique. With him here, how could these people escape so easily?
Seeing the Elder Yuanling’s teleportation technique broken by Wuzhiqi, Wukong was overjoyed and cried out, “Those who disregard all living beings shall not be spared!”
Meanwhile, Dayu summoned the Yu Ding and fought against the Elder Qingling. The Elder Qingling was no match for Dayu. His five-colored glow and the branch of the Immortal Peach had been his reliance, but in the face of the Yu Ding, these two treasures proved utterly useless. The five-colored glow vanished into the Yu Ding like a mud ox disappearing into the sea, with no trace left, while the branch of the Immortal Peach hitting the Yu Ding was like a gnat trying to shake a tree.
He had no idea that after the Yu Ding had mastered the extremes of the five elements, it was no longer what it used to be. Coupled with the infusion of Wukong’s lifeblood, the five-colored glow and the branch of the Immortal Peach naturally could do nothing against it.
After several more exchanges, seeing the Elder Danling die, the Elder Qingling became utterly panicked. With no other choice, he also used the blood teleportation technique. Wuzhiqi repeated his old trick, and the Elder Qingling’s teleportation failed, leaving him frozen mid-air. Dayu flipped his wrist, turning the Yu Ding upside down, and trapped the Elder Qingling inside.
The Emperor Haoling, the White Emperor, was the weakest among the five elders but extremely cunning. He could see that among them, Wuzhiqi was the weakest, and it was he who had turned the blood arrows into ice twice. Thus, the Emperor Haoling unleashed his full power of the five-colored divine light, attacking Wuzhiqi. The massive beam of light, sharp as a golden spear, surged toward him.
Wuzhiqi did not dare neglect it and used the ultimate water ability he had newly mastered, creating a thick layer of ice around his body. Before the five-colored light could get close, most of it was reflected back by the ice. The remaining light passed through the ice and struck Wuzhiqi. At first, he was shocked, then his body trembled as the five-colored light struck him, causing his breath to stall. The power of this ability was indeed formidable. Within the ice, Wuzhiqi’s body rippled slightly like water waves, appearing like an illusion—part real, part illusory—as he neutralized the power of the five-colored light.
The Emperor Haoling was stunned speechless. Having lived in the Thirty-Six Heavens for so long, he had thought the five-colored light and the branch of the Immortal Peach were the most powerful spells and treasures in the world. Who would have thought that even a monkey at the level of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal could neutralize them?

The Emperor Hao Ling was about to pursue when, at that moment, a feathered arrow flew toward him at a steady pace, blocking his path. The Emperor Hao Ling quickly dodged, but the arrow seemed to have eyes of its own, persistently chasing him, keeping only a foot’s distance apart. After several failed attempts to evade it, the Emperor Hao Ling grew furious—wasn’t this clearly a mockery of him?

He saw that Elder Yuan Ling was entangled by a monkey wielding an iron rod, while Elder Wu Ling, the Black Emperor, was beaten senseless by a woman in yellow. Knowing he would likely die today, he glared at the archer, who was leisurely looking around not far away, and resolved to fight to the death.

The Emperor Hao Ling used a swift movement to leap forward, using the branch of the peach tree in his hand as a spear and charging at Hou Yi with unstoppable force. He spared no effort, determined to kill Hou Yi to satisfy his rage.

Though they were close, Hou Yi remained unfazed. With both hands in motion, arrows shot continuously from his Sun Bow and Xuanyuan Bow without him needing to draw the strings, each arrow hitting the center of the peach tree branch. Though the arrows were light and the branch heavy, from the first shot onward, the branch shifted imperceptibly. After countless arrows, the shift accumulated, and by the time the branch reached Hou Yi, it had moved more than two feet, barely brushing past the hem of his clothes.

The Emperor Hao Ling felt utterly disheartened—this man’s archery skills were so miraculous; how could he possibly defeat him? Just as he was depressed, the feathered arrow behind him suddenly shot forward at incredible speed, piercing through his chest.

Seeing the Emperor Hao Ling die unjustly, Hou Yi did not relax at all. He simply removed his Sun Bow, stretched the string to its limit, and fired an invisible arrow that struck the Emperor Hao Ling right between the eyebrows. This arrow was called the “God-Annihilating Arrow,” a technique designed to destroy a cultivator’s vital spirit. Hou Yi had used it only a few times since mastering it, but seeing the Five Elders of Taoism commit such atrocities against ordinary people, he showed no mercy.

Three of the Five Elders were now dead, leaving only Elder Yuan Ling and Elder Wu Ling, who had no desire to continue fighting. Facing Wukong’s fierce attacks with his Tianji Stick, Elder Yuan Ling was almost helpless. As he tried to defend himself, he shouted, “I am an elder of the Heavenly Court! If you kill me, the world will not tolerate it!” Wukong, without slowing down, replied coldly, “If I don’t kill you, my heart will not tolerate it!”

As the battle raged on, Elder Yuan Ling’s limbs suddenly stiffened. Wukong struck him on the top of the head with his stick, turning a living person into flesh pulp. From the mess of flesh, a white feathered arrow fell. Wukong wondered in surprise—Hou Yi had also launched a sneak attack.

Hou Yi stepped forward and said, “Let’s end this quickly.”

Wukong immediately understood that Hou Yi was right—every corner of the Ten Continents and Three Islands was under the Heavenly Court’s surveillance. If they continued to fight, reinforcements from the Heavenly Court might arrive at any moment. At that moment, Dayu and Zhu Rong stepped forward to assist Hou Tu, and in just a few exchanges, they killed the Five Elders of Taoism. From then on, the name of the Five Elders of Taoism no longer existed in the world.

Apart from the Five Elders of Taoism, Wukong thought to himself that although these five could be considered saints in terms of their cultivation, they had little chance of resisting these ancient deities. How could saints differ so greatly from one another?

Wukong observed them carefully. Though they had subdued those five saints with ease through conversation and laughter, none of them showed any arrogance. Dayu remained calm, sweeping his green robe to put away the Yu Ding, then turning his gaze toward Hou Tu. Hou Yi looked solemn as a mountain, carefully wiping the strings of his bow with the edge of his robe. Facing that massive bow, a rare tenderness appeared in Hou Yi’s eyes, as if he were seeing an old friend after many years.

Zhu Rong continued chattering as if he had just finished a game, while Hou Tu seemed slightly relieved, as if she had just set down a teacup on the table.

Wukong thought to himself that aside from the fact that these people had all emerged from fierce battles, their composure was far beyond that of those Buddhist and Taoist cultivators who sat idly in seclusion.

At that moment, Hou Tu asked, “Why isn’t any aid coming from the Heavenly Court?”

Wukong replied, “I suppose Zhenwu and Ziwei have already taken action.”

Wukong was right. Upon receiving Wukong’s message, Zhenwu rushed to the Jade Pool without delay. He didn’t need to explain much—only hinting that he had learned someone intended to harm the Peach Garden, he left, leaving the Jade Emperor and Empress filled with speculation.

How could the Jade Emperor and Empress doubt him? The Peach Tree was the foundation of the Heavenly Court. Without this treasure, how could so many skilled warriors be raised to serve the Heavenly Court? Zhenwu was known for his impartiality and never lied. Moreover, in recent years, his relations with the Heavenly Court and Ziwei had improved significantly—why would he joke about such a serious matter?

Thus, the Empress ordered the immortals in the Peach Garden to guard the Peach Tree tightly and ignore everything else. As for the Five Elders of Taoism on earth, she knew they possessed great powers. It made sense for those five saints to go and slaughter the mortal kingdoms. Even if Guanyin and Maitreya tried to stop them, at most they would fail—nothing more.

The Empress never imagined that all this was part of Wukong’s plan. She had no idea that Wukong had a clear understanding of the Heavenly Court’s strength, nor was she aware of the immense power of the divine beast Di Ting. Nor did she know that Wukong detested Taoism’s actions deeply and was determined to eradicate the Five Elders of Taoism who participated in the slaughter of mortals.

Within the Jade Pool, there was a hidden courtyard protected by layers of defensive formations. Inside the courtyard stood only one main hall, in which there was a table covered densely with nothing but white jade pendants. Counting them carefully, there were exactly 7,200 of them.

On the table lay another white jade platform, with 108 jade pendants on it—72 in a light green hue and 36 in a greenish-blue shade. On the stone platform was also an incense burner, containing a dark green jade ring.

This courtyard was called the “Hall of Immortal Birth.” All these jade pendants were secretly crafted by the Heavenly Court. Each pendant was connected to the souls of 7,200 Golden Immortals in the Creation Furnace, 108 immortals in the Peach Garden, and the Great Immortal with Yellow Antlers. If any of them died, the corresponding jade pendant would instantly shatter.

At that moment, the immortal guarding the Hall of Immortal Birth was meditating in silence when he suddenly heard a faint crackling sound. His heart skipped a beat—having guarded this hall for many years, he had never encountered such a thing before. He stood up to check carefully. All 7,200 jade pendants remained intact, which made him feel even more uneasy. Looking at the white jade platform, he saw that one greenish-blue jade pendant had broken into two. The name inscribed beneath it read “Emperor Danling, the True Elder Red Emperor.”

The immortal was shocked and immediately wanted to report to the Queen Mother. Just as he took a step to leave, he saw another pendant break nearby—this one belonged to Emperor Haoling, the White Emperor. In just a short while, two more pendants broke: one belonging to Emperor Yuanling, the Yellow Emperor, and the other to Emperor Wuling, the Black Emperor. After waiting for a long time and seeing no further movements, he hurriedly rushed to report to the Queen Mother.

When the Queen Mother saw the immortal from the Hall of Immortal Birth arriving in haste, she sensed an omen of disaster. Hearing that four of the Five Elders of Taoism had died, she was so shocked that she almost fell from her throne.

She forced herself to stay calm, instructing the immortal not to leave his post and to report any unusual occurrences immediately. She also ordered her subordinates to summon the Jade Emperor right away.

The Jade Emperor thought someone had actually tried to harm the Peach Tree and rushed over in haste. Upon hearing the news, he was also greatly alarmed. He and the Queen Mother were only at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm. Without some special means, they had no way to control so many immortals. In fact, beings at the sage level were beyond their reach. Though they enjoyed unique advantages, including the blessings of the Peach Garden, they could only reach the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal realm and could not go any further—unknown reasons prevented them from advancing.

The 108 immortals in the Peach Garden were actually of great use. Losing four of them was far more painful for the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother than losing a piece of their own hearts.

“Who dares to be so bold?” the Jade Emperor demanded in a deep voice.

The Queen Mother said, “The powers in the world are clearly divided. Aside from Qitian Ridge, I really can’t think of anyone who would be so bold. As for others, they don’t have such capability.”
The Jade Emperor asked, “Could it be… the Tathagata?”
The Queen Mother trembled slightly, glanced at the Jade Emperor, and said, “Are you saying… he would be able to see something?”