Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1860 - Final Battle

The moment the great battle began, those at the forefront, regardless of whether they were from the divine, Buddhist, or demonic factions, were impacted. Naturally, lives were lost on the battlefield, with beings falling amidst the chaos.

“We currently hold the advantage.” Baoguang Buddha observed the initial clash, noting that the joint forces of gods and Buddhas were clearly more powerful, pushing back the demons by over ten meters as if bulldozing them.

“Be careful, the demons are treacherous. Beware of ambushes from their powerful figures,” Qingjing Buddha said, a pensive expression on his face.

With the great enemy at hand, and the war already underway, there was no room for even the slightest carelessness.

On the battlefield, Nezha, wielding his red-tasseled spear, exuded heroic spirit and immense power. Although Chu Hao was nominally the leader, this Deputy Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall seemed more adept at commanding battles. After the initial wave of attacks, Nezha naturally became the dominant figure, directing the army to continue their advance.

“Lotus Buddha!” A Buddha, witnessing the demise of a close companion, cried out in grief.

War inevitably brings death. Even though the joint forces of gods and Buddhas appeared formidable, they too suffered casualties.

Casualties were unavoidable, as victory is forged with blood.

Seeing this scene, Chu Hao deeply understood this principle. After all, the human race in the past rose from humble beginnings, relying on countless sacrifices.

Back then, if the weak human race hadn't had the help of the Three Sovereigns, they would probably have vanished into the dustbin of history long ago.

Although this was a play directed by him and Maitreya Buddha, sacrifices were inevitable for the sake of authenticity.

Fortunately, this battlefield was outside the Avici Hell, so some of the gods who died could be resurrected through the Investiture of the Gods, unless they were killed by some strange treasure.

Chu Hao watched the battlefield, where explosions rang out continuously, his gaze fixed on every one of his subordinates from the Law Enforcement Hall. This was his core team, and he wouldn't allow any deaths among them.

Under his special attention, and with Maitreya Buddha's subtle hints, the members of the Law Enforcement Hall didn't suffer any fatal threats, though they did sustain some scrapes and bruises.

“Heaven and earth are impartial, treating all things as straw dogs,” Chu Hao suddenly sighed.

In his eyes, his subordinates, seemingly powerful, were merely insignificant pawns on the battlefield, regardless of their talent or strength.

In the grand sweep of war, individual strength seemed particularly weak and powerless, but it was precisely these individuals who formed such a massive army.

The first clash between the two sides didn't last long. After a mere half an hour, Maitreya Buddha suddenly announced a withdrawal, and Chu Hao tacitly chose to retreat as well.

“Lord Prison God, why not pursue?” Baoguang Buddha couldn't help but ask.

“Why be in such a hurry? Let's take it slow. Are we afraid of a war of attrition?” Chu Hao retorted.

Baoguang Buddha nodded.

After all, he didn't want to see too much loss in the Lingshan army. Wars of this scale consume a vast amount of spiritual energy and elixirs. Both the joint forces of gods and Buddhas and the demons had to expend massive amounts of pills and other resources, so the battle had to be taken slowly.

Every battle required both sides to be cautious.

Only by being cautious could they possibly wear down the opponent's morale and tear off a piece of flesh from them. Piece by piece, they would inevitably find the opponent's weakness, and that would be the time to start the final battle.

On the first day of the great battle, Chu Hao sat in the main hall of the palace, with a group of top experts below him. Gods and Buddhas alike were seated there.

Nezha, sitting to Chu Hao's lower left, surveyed the crowd, then stood up and said, “In today's battle, our army had 19,920 participants, with 1,430 casualties. Among them, the Heavenly Court lost 320, and Lingshan lost 1,110. The number of wounded is countless.”

Nezha calmly recited the numbers of the dead. These seemingly small numbers represented the lives of fresh, vibrant beings.

Although Chu Hao had reached a cooperation with Maitreya Buddha, casualties in the Heavenly Court were still unavoidable.

Lingshan was even worse off, losing more than a thousand people, more than three times that of the Heavenly Court.

Now, Baoguang Buddha and the other Buddhas were increasingly convinced that the demons were targeting Lingshan.

Of course, he couldn't say this publicly. After all, it was their business, and he couldn't very well say that the Heavenly Court wasn't contributing enough. So they could only endure it.

The next day, Lingshan lost another eight hundred people. This time, some Buddhas intervened, reducing some of the losses, but it also triggered the appearance of powerful demons.

On the third day, Lingshan lost a thousand people.

On the fourth day, Lingshan lost twelve hundred people.

On the fifth day, Lingshan lost eighteen hundred people.

On the sixth day, Lingshan lost fifteen hundred and thirty people.

… …

As time went on, the number of casualties on the Lingshan side increased, while the Heavenly Court, although also suffering losses, was completely different compared to Lingshan.

Although the number of people decreased, the power unleashed was terrifying. The immense force shattered the void and stimulated unspeakable power.

The high-end combat forces of both sides continued to clash, erupting into a fierce battle.

“Chu Hao, let's fight again!” Yue Shan, after taking a medicinal pill, looked at Chu Hao and suddenly shouted, charging over with his trident.

“Haven't seen you for a few days, and you're confident again?” Chu Hao said, the God-Slaying Spear appearing in his hand, and he directly charged forward.

The battlefield of the two came directly into the void.

Yue Shan first waved the trident, and a huge and fierce force roared out, vaguely showing giant beasts roaring wildly within it, setting off an extremely terrifying offensive.

“Oh, looks like you've gotten stronger.” Chu Hao smiled faintly, grasped the God-Slaying Spear, and thrust it forward.

The black spear suddenly burst out with endless murderous aura. A terrifying killing intent swept through the void, and a blood dragon roared deafeningly, rushing out and colliding with the opponent's offensive.

Boom—

The huge force instantly swept through the void, and the powerful force turned the entire void into a desolate land.

In this desolate land, Yue Shan charged again, his aura even more intense.