Chapter 130: The Vajra Colossus

Chapter 130: The Vajra Colossal Beast

After several minutes passed, the ground began to tremble rhythmically with a deep rumbling sound. The faces of the onlookers shifted noticeably—could it be that this expert was actually an elephant?

The Great Han Dynasty’s beast-taming skills were renowned, often producing strange and unexpected creatures. As the footsteps drew nearer, the crowd’s minds spun countless images. Yet when a towering warrior appeared alongside the beast before them, everyone was dumbfounded, their expressions wildly changing.

The creature was none other than a gargantuan gorilla, a colossal beast standing tens of meters tall! A rough estimate placed its height close to a hundred meters.

Compared to an average human, the thick flesh on its foot rose just a bit above even the strongest man’s foot, but not by much.

This gorilla beast was simply enormous—so massive that all who watched felt a chilling sense of dread.

It was extraordinarily robust, its arms thicker than ancient thousand-year-old pines, so broad that a dozen men would struggle to encircle one.

Its huge head was the size of a small house, eyes blood-red, with two gleaming white tusks protruding several meters in length.

Its chest muscles were outrageously powerful, convincing everyone that a mere press of its finger would crush a human into pulp.

Yet under the command of the beast tamer who stood at its feet, this giant gorilla was surprisingly docile. The Great Han Dynasty’s beast taming skills had been handed down for millennia—ancient and wondrous. The appearance of this gorilla instantly showcased the mastery of the Han tamers.

“Fatty, what do you mean? Does the Great Han Dynasty have no experts? You bring such a monster to compete with Brother Hong?” Wu Songran’s face paled as he spoke to the plump envoy. The envoy blushed, clearly at a loss for words.

Only now did the many experts realize that the opponent testing Hong Wu’s martial destructive power was this mountain-like, whale-sized beast.

Those who had earlier been confident in Wu Hong began to waver.

A contest of destructive power between a man and such a monster was simply terrifying to imagine.

“This gorilla beast is called the Vajra Beast. It’s quite intelligent and has reached the postnatal Great Perfection stage. Please watch your words—if you anger it, even I can barely control it…” the beast tamer said proudly, cautioning everyone not to casually call it a mere monster.

“What! It’s reached the postnatal Great Perfection? That... Vajra Beast...” The crowd paled with fear. They knew that a human who reached the postnatal Great Perfection stage possessed enormous destructive power. What then would such a massive creature’s power be after reaching this stage?

Wu Hong finally understood what beast had made his heart flutter. Such a monster, let alone competing with humans, just its presence alone was enough to drain the color from one's face.

But Wu Hong’s heart was invincible, and a fierce passion surged within him—he had never been so excited since ascending to the postnatal Great Perfection stage.

The crowd also wondered how the Great Han Dynasty had managed to tame such a Vajra gorilla beast.

If the Great Han Dynasty could tame thousands of such monsters, the world would be thrown into chaos. It would be unstoppable, sweeping through the other great kingdoms like a hurricane, crushing all resistance.

No wonder the Great Han Dynasty had maintained a neutral stance among the major kingdoms—such power left no room for fear.

Some friends concerned about Wu Hong’s fate wore faces filled with worry, while the Han envoy’s face radiated confidence and pride.

Only the plump envoy seemed worried that Wu Songran might dislike him because of this.

“Now... I announce... the match begins. The Great Han Dynasty will start the contest!” the referee from the Great Qian Dynasty announced with a trembling voice.

The crowd immediately backed away over a thousand meters to watch. The referee stepped out of the arena, as did the beast tamer.

The beast seemed to understand it was to compete with Wu Hong—an ant-sized presence to it—and roared skyward with a deafening “Awooo!”

The roar shook heaven and earth, causing the ground to tremble. Wu Hong’s body was already enveloped in protective true energy. The turbulent airwaves collided with his aura, failing to ripple even slightly.

The beast sensed the tiny creature before it harbored energy vast as rivers, lakes, and seas within.

This contest was not a fight.

The creature was highly intelligent and did not attack Wu Hong. Instead, after its roar, it suddenly leapt toward the peak of a nearby mountain.

That single leap cracked the earth beneath its feet, producing terrifying fissures spreading hundreds of meters in all directions.

Everyone’s faces changed, and they hurriedly retreated several hundred meters further.

Emperor Yang Wei’s emotions were complex—he hoped Wu Hong would win, but also feared his loss, as this was a matter of national honor.

The Vajra Beast leapt upward over a thousand meters, soaring above a mountain hundreds of meters tall.

Suddenly, the beast’s massive hand, tens of meters wide, clenched into a fist, gathering a vast surge of true energy. Then it slammed down violently, whipping up an invincible gale.

The wind tore through the air like a raging hurricane, ravaging everything and causing the onlookers’ faces to sting painfully.

Some weaker cultivators felt suffocated, coughing up blood, and hurriedly retreated again before feeling better.

With a loud crack, the giant gorilla’s hand struck the mountain peak. The earth shook violently, and the mountain itself trembled. With a thunderous snap, the mountain split in two, a massive and terrifying chasm racing downward.

The entire mountain, hundreds of meters tall, was cleaved in half by a single blow from the gorilla beast. The earth shattered and mountains collapsed—its power was simply invincible.

Everyone gaped in shock. Even Wu Songran, who had always blindly admired Wu Hong, felt a pang of helplessness.

Such a colossal gorilla beast, now elevated to the postnatal Great Perfection stage, was truly terrifying.

For ten minutes, the mountain remained split, the great Han envoys and some Demon Wolf Guards erupting with cheers, their faces wild with fervor.

In stark contrast, the officials and martial leaders of the Great Qian Dynasty, as well as the martial sect chiefs in attendance, all wore ashen faces, devoid of color.

Emperor Yang Wei also looked grim, stunned beyond measure. “When did the Great Han Dynasty acquire such a terrifying beast? If the two nations went to war...” He broke out in cold sweat at the thought.

Wu Hong remained at the mountain’s base, continuously channeling protective true energy, unmoving.

The beast tamer took out a strange flute from afar and blew into it. Immediately, the Vajra Beast calmed and leapt far beyond the crowd, landing near the Great Han’s Demon Wolf Guards. The earth trembled again.

Those nearby staggered from the shockwave.

Wu Hong stood quietly at the mountain’s corner, eyes closed for a long time without moving.

“Your Majesty! Although Prince Wu Wei is powerful, look at this result! Is there still a need for the contest?” a Great Han envoy respectfully asked Emperor Yang Wei.

The emperor’s expression darkened, torn between declaring the match over and his reluctance. Wu Hong standing frozen only added to the embarrassment—continuing would only worsen it.

Just as Emperor Yang Wei was about to declare the match finished—

“Look! Prince Wu is making a move!” a soldier in the crowd shouted. Everyone turned their gaze toward Wu Hong.

Suddenly, Wu Hong opened his eyes, which shone with brilliant light. His long black hair floated as if stirred by wind, standing on end. His true energy surged wildly, expanding tens of meters around him.

A faint golden light spread across the horizon, shimmering like grains of golden sand. The golden light coalesced, and Wu Hong’s figure vanished.

In his place appeared a thousand-armed, thousand-eyed Tathāgata Buddha, with youthful twin wings slowly fluttering as he ascended into the sky.

Among the crowd, the grim-faced “Horse King of Hell” scowled upon seeing Wu Hong’s wings. Yet the spectators were stunned—never before had anyone seen true energy so solidly condensed as wings, soaring through the heavens.

The true energy-formed Thousand-armed Tathāgata was extraordinarily solid. Though everyone knew it was formed of true energy, it completely enveloped Wu Hong’s form. Even some postnatal Great Perfection experts present could not penetrate it to see Wu Hong’s true appearance.

Suddenly, the Thousand-armed Tathāgata began to transform in midair. One arm and its palm grew larger and larger, expanding against the wind.

Finally, the crowd was utterly dumbfounded, frozen in place.

The palm on that arm expanded to several thousand meters in size before ceasing its growth.

Everyone’s mouths formed perfect “O” shapes, their eyes fixed only on that godlike palm.

The palm, thousands of meters wide, was formed from condensed true energy, yet appeared utterly tangible.

Suddenly, it slammed downward, radiating the might of heaven and earth.

“Ah! Everyone, fall back! The power is too great!” someone in the crowd shouted, jolting the stunned spectators into action. People scrambled and fled with all their strength.

The Vajra Beast, which had initially taken the contest seriously, now became grave-faced. Upon seeing the palm thousands of meters wide, it panicked and fled, ignoring the beast tamer’s commands. Several leaps later, it vanished without a trace.

The Great Han envoys were all grim-faced, their hearts chilled. With such an invincible prince in the Great Qian Dynasty, who dared challenge their might?

A deafening boom shook the heavens, followed by a rain of shattered stones. Even those who had fled tens of thousands of meters away felt the tremors and hurriedly reinforced their protective true energy.

When the dust settled, the crowd stared in shock— the Thousand-armed Tathāgata had vanished! Wu Hong still stood at the mountain’s corner, but the four or five mountains before him had been utterly obliterated, flattened by that overwhelming palm strike.

Whether four or five mountains no longer mattered.

Everyone’s hearts silently echoed a single thought: “Under the innate, invincible, invincible...”

For the first time, Wang Biluo saw Wu Hong in such majestic power. She was so stunned that her beauty paled, whispering to herself, “Immortal brother, please take me with you. I will be your concubine, and I am willing.”