Great Demon Sun Wukong

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"Subhuti? Is that really you? What brings you here?"

From the void, a figure slowly emerged. Clad in a plain Qing tunic, without any grandiosity, his hands empty, his gaze tranquil. Subhuti glanced back at Sun Wukong amidst the Sword Array and said indifferently, "Wukong, it has been over a thousand years since our last meeting, hasn’t it? Are you doing well?"

"Disciple is well, disciple is well. Since parting with my master that year, I have thought of you day and night. Master, is your health still good?"

"You’re still considerate, my health is fine. It’s just worrying about you, this monkey, that’s all."

"Disciple is unfilial, disciple is unfilial, causing Master worry, disciple is unfilial." As he spoke, Sun Wukong bowed his head to Subhuti, ignoring his hands which were dripping with blood. Tears had already started to fall, rendering him unable to speak.

Subhuti’s eyes reddened slightly, evidently not as calm inside as he appeared on the surface. With a flick of his wrist, an elixir flew out.

"Catch this, it’s a Nine-turn Golden Elixir that I’ve refined. Eat it. You’ve been injured quite badly from fighting Tongtian."

"Thank you, master, thank you, master."

Catching the Golden Elixir that flew towards him, Wukong did not swallow it immediately; instead, he turned to Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Old brother, you eat this Golden Elixir. My old Sun’s body is quite tough, I don’t need to consume this elixir."

Before Zhen Yuanzi could refuse, Subhuti flicked his wrist once more, and another Golden Elixir flew into Zhen Yuanzi’s hand. Then Subhuti said, "That Golden Elixir is too domineering, only your Vajra Body can withstand it. Zhen Yuanzi, this is a Nine Purities Soulcontinuation Pill; eat it, it’ll do great good for your injuries and cultivation.

Besides, take this Bodhi Branch with you, and when you return, merge it with your Ginseng Fruit Tree. That year my unworthy disciple wreaked havoc on your Ginseng Fruit Tree, I assume it has not yet recovered."

"Master, master, your disciple has caused you trouble."

"Enough, we will talk about the rest later. You two retreat for now, this Sect Hierarch Tongtian is not someone you can deal with."

"What touching master and disciple affection, it almost moves me. Haha. This monkey is sure to die today. Subhuti, I never imagined you’d be this demon monkey’s master. No wonder he’s so brazen. It must be that having you as his backing emboldened him to be so reckless.

Like master, like disciple, birds of a feather."

"Tongtian, don’t you think you talk too much?"

"You, you... Brother, I’ll hold off Subhuti, you use the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation to exterminate the demon monkey."

"Alright, be careful, brother."

"Wukong, you and Zhen Yuanzi work together, first use the Bodhi Branch to protect yourselves. I will break the Sword Array and rescue you two shortly."

"Okay, master, be careful, don’t worry about me."

Following that, Subhuti formed a Hand Seal, and behind him, the phantom of a Bodhi Tree appeared, every detail distinct. Tongtian, not lagging in the slightest, formed a Hand Seal, and a Bronze Bell appeared atop the Bodhi Tree shadow. It was so large that it seemed to cover the heavens and earth. A flood of Chaos Qi flowed out from within the bell, seeking to envelop and hide the entire Bodhi Tree.

But the Bodhi Tree was no lesser, as countless Bodhi Seeds took flight from it, hovering about the tree to counterbalance the bell’s descending Chaos Qi.

"Unexpectedly, Subhuti possesses such cultivation, forcing brother to bring out his Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Clock."

"Pesky monkey, meet your end. There has never been a survivor under this Sword Array."

"Never a survivor? That’s because you’ve never met us."

From the distance, to be exact, from the direction of the Western Paradise gate, six figures flew towards them with the speed of a thunderbolt.

Once the figures stood their ground, the six positioned themselves between the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation and Supreme Elder Lord, each adopting different postures—whether standing, fighting, or sitting. The only commonality was that they all wore Battle Armor and wielded their favored Divine Weapons, emanating a formidable, overbearing aura.

"Who are you people? Don’t you know that I am the Supreme Elder Lord?"

The one on the far right, a demon with the head of a bull and the body of a human, spoke up, "Supreme Elder Lord? What’s that? You bully with numbers?"

"Brothers, tell him who we are."

From the right, the figures stated one by one, "I am the Flattens Mountains Great Saint—Bull Demon King."

"I am the Floods Oceans Great Saint—Flood Dragon Demon King."

"I am the Confuses Heavens Great Saint—Peng Demon King."

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"I am the Moves Mountains Great Saint—Lion Camel King."

"I am the Ventilates Great Saint—Macaca King."

"I am the Expels Gods Great Saint—Rhino King."

"You, you guys, why are you here? Go, just go, I, Old Sun, don’t need your help."

"Monkey, back then we wronged you, indeed, we admit, we were afraid of death and greedy for life. When the celestial soldiers attacked Flower Fruit Mountain, all of us ran away except you. But not this time, monkey, this time we won’t run, even if we die in battle right here, we won’t escape." The one speaking was the Flood Dragon Demon King, his face full of shame and determination.

"Yes, monkey, I, Old Bull, have wronged you the most, but I, Old Bull, know, letting down a brother once, twice, but never a third time. This time I brought everything from my Accumulated Thunder Mountain, monkey, I, Old Bull, will stand with you."

"And us. Monkey, brothers don’t hope for your forgiveness, but we hope you can trust us."

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong had already been reduced to tears. Who could know that what Sun Wukong felt was not anger, but grievance. When the Seven Demons of Flower Fruit Mountain proclaimed their sainthood, Sun Wukong was the youngest.

However, when the celestial soldiers came, it was he, the youngest brother, who resolutely went to meet the battle, and in the end, in the end, was suppressed under Five Elements Mountain for a full five hundred years. This grievance, who else could understand?

"You’re not abandoning me? You’re not running? You’re not leaving me to fight alone?"

"Rest assured, monkey, this time we definitely won’t."

"Then fine, I will temporarily forgive you. But this account, I will continue to settle in the future."

"Haha, very well, brothers, let’s break this Sword Array and rescue the monkey."

"Humph, mere six demons, you dare treat me as if I’m nothing. This Immortal-slaying Sword Formation is not something you can break through. Pure delusion."

"Old Taoist, don’t be so proud, now you’ll see what the brothers can do."

After speaking, the Flood Dragon Demon King brought out a Bronze Bell, followed by the Bull Demon King, Lion Camel King, and Macaca King, who all put their hands on the Flood Dragon Demon King’s back, simultaneously exerting their power. A tremendous mana poured into the Flood Dragon Demon King’s body, causing his veins to bulge alarmingly.

"Donghuang Bell, break." With a roar as mighty as thunder, the Flood Dragon Demon King pointed from afar, all the vast mana inside him poured into the Bronze Bell, which perilously flew directly above the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation.

"Old Peng, aid me."

"Good." Following this, the Peng Demon King soared into the sky, transforming into his true form, a heaven-covering great Kunpeng, and the Rhino King pushed forward with both hands, concentrating all his mana, just like the Bull Demon King and the others, pouring all his power into the Peng Demon King.

Strengthened by the Rhino King’s mana, the Peng Demon King grew even larger, and with a piercing cry that shook the heavens, the winds and clouds swirled in agitation, and even space itself became somewhat unstable.

At this moment, the one most frightened was not the Master Tongtian but the Supreme Elder Lord. The Supreme Elder Lord’s hair was in disarray, without any of the immortal’s grace. His eyes focused intently on the Peng Demon King, muttering in disbelief, "How, how is this possible, how can this be, how could it be the descendant of Hun Peng, how could this be."

With the Supreme Elder Lord’s muttering, Master Tongtian also showed a face of shock. Nobody had expected that the Peng Demon King, unassuming as he was, turned out to be the descendant of the Demon Master Hun Peng, Kunpeng, that Great Demon comparable to Pangu himself. But the shock did not stop there.

"Tongtian, quickly withdraw the Sword Formation, quickly, quickly."

The Sect Hierarch Tongtian was startled and had yet to recover when he saw the Bronze Bell shining with treasure light, then as if hit by an invisible pillar, a profound bell sound vibrated, shaking the entire Three Realms.

Then there was Tongtian’s heart-wrenching bellow because he watched as his Immortal-slaying Sword Formation and the four Immortal Swords were pulled into the Bell. Blood spurted out, and Tongtian’s complexion suddenly turned three shades paler.

"Actually, it’s the Donghuang Bell of Donghuang Taiyi, and, what’s more, there’s also the Five-Colored Divine Light of Kong Xuan. No wonder they could break the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation."

"Monkey, run, we can handle this. Remember, your target is the Jade Emperor."

"Old Bull, I can’t leave, what will you do if I go?"

"Haha, just an old Supreme Elder Lord, what’s there for I, Old Bull, to fear?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a seven-inch banner appeared out of nowhere; on the banner, Three Thousand Heavenly Demons swirled around, captivating souls.

Before the Bull Demon King could react, the banner swept him up, and from it six great Heavenly Demons, each as powerful as the Peng Demon King and others, or even surpassing them by half, struggled out of the small banner, then each flew towards the Bull Demon King and the others.

"Brother Dao, be careful, this is the Sect Hierarch Tongtian’s Six Soul Banner, made from the grievances of dead Demons of the Three Thousand Great Dao. It can harm even the saints of the Heavenly Dao. You must not let the six Heavenly Demons touch you, otherwise, it would be beyond redemption." Zhen Yuanzi quickly exclaimed a warning, clearly extremely wary of this Six Soul Banner.

Many times, many things often exceed our imagination and are beyond our control. Just like the Bull Demon King and the others could not have expected that with a Heavenly Demon Banner, the Supreme Elder Lord could be so terrifying. Each of the six Heavenly Demons was not weaker than the Peng Demon King and the others, and even vaguely surpassed them by a fraction.

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