Chapter 143: Vacuum Confinement

Chapter 143: Vacuum Binding

The Jade Emperor was overjoyed and surprised. Who was Erlang? He was a True Monarch at the peak of his power.

How many True Monarchs at the peak could be found in his entire Cloud-Reach Palace?

Therefore, he was ecstatic and said, "Return if you wish! Your grandmother actually misses your mother terribly, and you shouldn't live too far from your mother either. Why don't you take a concurrent position as the Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guards right here in the Cloud-Reach Palace?"

And so, Erlang's entire family moved back to the Heavenly Realm.

After becoming the Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guards, Erlang actually didn't bother with any affairs—everyone could do as they pleased. He simply spent his days drinking and discussing martial arts with the Seven Sages of Mount Mei, living a rather carefree life.

This time, when Consort Tang came to the Cloud-Reach Palace to cry and complain, Erlang was simply bored. Hearing about whatever was going on with Tang Youyou, he remembered that Tang Youyou, who had received no shortage of slaps to the head from him since childhood. So Erlang said, "Alright then, I'll go take a look and see what's happening."

With a flash of golden light in a single step, he arrived at Beta Wall.

At that moment, the pig-slaughtering rustic was feeling quite pleased with himself, harmonizing and singing along to the zither with the little maiden Su, enjoying the situation so much he practically forgot to return home.

Although the two had already agreed to go to the Northern Cultivated Continents to find those japonica rice seeds, wasn't it still far from the next day? So, with a tacit understanding, they procrastinated a bit, continuing to immerse themselves in cheesy, flirtatious poetic exchanges.

The pig-slaughtering fellow thought to himself, Could it be that this big brother of mine is starting to display the demeanor of a high-minded scholar from the Wei and Jin dynasties?

Just as he was procrastinating and acting all pleased with himself, True Monarch Erlang arrived.

Little Maiden Su was well-acquainted with True Monarch Erlang, and she held profound admiration for his feat of splitting the mountain to save his mother. Whenever they met on ordinary days, she would affectionately call him "Second Brother," and the God Erlang also fond of this frail little maiden, often amusing her to make her happy.

With a sweep of his divine sense, True Monarch Erlang knew that Little Maiden Su was inside the Wonderland of Green Fields. He flew straight over and saw, amid the lingering fairy mist, Little Maiden Su and a young man seated beside a cyan-jade table, holding a Konghou harp. While muttering poems, lyrics, and couplets, they were plucking the strings and singing back and forth amidst a tinkling sound.

Erlang was no brute, but he was a martial man and had never possessed any interest in such literary pursuits. Looking at that fair-faced young man, he thought to himself that it was a waste of such a good-looking face—why on earth did he like these whining, syrupy things?

They say a person's first impression is terribly important. If Erlang had encountered the pig-slaughtering fellow displaying his mighty divine might at that moment, he probably would have immediately recognized him as a kindred spirit.

But as things stood now, seeing Little Maiden Su's affectionate and tender expression made Erlang feel rather uncomfortable in his heart. It wasn't that he was jealous; Erlang merely regarded Su as a younger sister. He simply felt that Little Maiden Su had rather poor taste to have taken a fancy to such a pretentious scholarly weakling.

Thus, Erlang sat down boldly on a jade drum-stool, his gaze unfriendly as he looked Tu Zhe up and down.

Tu Zhe's vigilance had dropped to an all-time low over the past two days. It wasn't until Erlang sat down that he realized an extra person had appeared on the scene.

What the hell is going on here?

How did he show up without a single sound?

Moreover, what kind of look was that? Was it contempt? Was it provocation?

Who the hell do you think you are, damn it?

As soon as Little Maiden Su saw that Erlang had arrived, she immediately cried out in pleasant surprise, "Second Brother! Why didn't you give advance notice when you came so that I could prepare some good food and drinks for you?"

Seeing Tu Zhe's resentful expression, Erlang felt a mischievous urge to tease him. He directly reached out to wave off Little Maiden Su's words, saying, "Little sister, there's nothing for you to worry about. Where did this young fellow come from? Why does Second Brother find him so grating to the eye?"

Little Maiden Su blushed and introduced him, saying, "This is the Little Heavenly King from Mount Sumeru, traveling through the heavens of the North Pole."

Little Maiden Su then hurriedly said to Tu Zhe, "Quickly pay your respects to Second Brother. Second Brother is the famous True Monarch Erlang of the God-Heaven Jade Capital."

Tsk—

So this was the Yang Erlang who had chased the Monkey King up to heaven and down to earth with nowhere to run! No wonder he looked familiar—it turned out to be the work of that vertical third eye.

However, the pig-slaughtering fellow felt a favorable inclination toward the Monkey King, but no fondness for the Tathagata.

Damn it, a Heavenly Court that failed to select people on merit had stubbornly driven a fine talent into becoming a rebel who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. And what good was this Tathagata either? He was merely an accomplice aiding and abetting a tyrant.

Therefore, the pig-slaughtering fellow rolled his eyes and said, "True Monarch Erlang? Never heard of him. Is he really that famous? Tell me about his glorious deeds."

Little Maiden Su kept shooting sidelong glances at him, thinking to herself, *What is wrong with this guy? Why is he acting like he swallowed a mouthful of gunpowdered bullets?*

Erlang God was slightly startled, then suddenly burst into laughter.

*Well, well, the ignorant are truly fearless, aren't they? So you saw me arrive without a pleasant expression because you've decided to lock horns with me right off the bat, huh?*

*Kid, you've got some spine. You don't know who your Grandpa Erlang is, do you?*

*Then I'll make you acquainted.*

Erlang slowly released the majestic pressure of a True Monarch, increasing the force bit by bit as an invisible, mighty aura circled down toward Tu Zhe from above.

Tu Zhe instantly felt the air around him vanish completely. The boundless energy within his body seemed to lose its master, as if bound by invisible ropes, rendering him unable to move.

His body could not move, and his mouth could not speak.

Yet, his divine sense remained exceptionally active.

The pig-slaughtering fellow sneered inwardly in his heart.

*Trying to give me a show of force, huh? What of it even if you're a True Monarch? Can a True Monarch bite me?*

Little Maiden Su was frantic with worry beside them. Stamping her feet and crying tears, she said, "Second Brother, why are you acting like this? Why are you acting like this? How could he possibly withstand your divine binding? Release him quickly—release him quickly—"

Little Maiden Su knew she could not make a move to rescue Tu Zhe.

Joking aside, could a True Monarch's profound restraint be undone by someone at the mid-stage of the Emperor realm like her?

However, there was someone fearless standing nearby.

The little dog leaped up, placed its hands on its hips, pointed a finger, and shrieked, "What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing?! Is being a True Monarch all that great? Let go of my hoodlum big brother right now, or I'll fight you to the death! When I fight to the death, it's terrifying, oh—"

Erlang paid no heed to the dog's threats whatsoever. He continued to increase the pressure, looking at Tu Zhe with a smiling expression. Tu Zhe's complexion began to change slightly.

After all, the pressure of a True Monarch was capable of crushing worlds and shattering eternity. The pig-slaughtering fellow had not yet attained the Indestructible Demonic Body; how could he possibly endure such immense pressure?

Of course, there was no danger to his life. After all, having drunk plenty of the Nectar of Immortality at his godfather old Luo Hu's place, as long as he wasn't completely annihilated in both body and soul, he wouldn't die.

However, damn it, it was one thing to subject him to pressure—the fellow wouldn't lower himself to argue with him, at least to save face for Little Maiden Su.

The problem was that the dog couldn't take it. Look at the dog—it was truly getting desperate. *Oh no, the dog is actually going to risk its life.*

At this moment, the dog's clever hands rested on its waist, holding its hands high as it formed the incantation seal of the Dark Night Divine Seal, chanting mantras in its mouth, on the verge of summoning the darkness to fight to the death with the God Erlang.

How could Tu Zhe dare to let the dog try that again? Back when facing the Great Dragon Elephant King's Brahman Qi giant hand, he had nearly lost his life; let alone facing Erlang God now—wouldn't that reduce him straight to ashes?

Anxious, Tu Zhe immediately used his divine sense to summon Red Baby (Orange Baby was still sleeping), telling him to go out and give Erlang God a slap across the face.

Without a word, Red Baby flashed with golden light, flew out of his father's spiritual altar, and slammed a punch directly toward the vacuum circle formed by Erlang's pressure.

Amidst a deafening roar, Erlang God's pressure shattered into pieces, and strips of pitch-black vacuum cracks flickered and vanished in an instant.

After a few flashes, the binding was lifted.