Chapter 410

Mu Yi, in a single move, dealt with several great demons.

The remaining monsters panicked and fled without choosing a path.

The black knight riding a heavenly horse fled to the high skies, but Shen Wanqian had no intention of letting him go.

"Want to run?" Shen Wanqian flung his sleeves, pouring out nearly endless ingots and copper coins, each infused with power, capable of piercing gold and splitting stone with ease.

To block this attack, one must not be careless; otherwise, injury is certain.

Yet the black knight heedlessly charged straight through, the countless copper coins and ingots engulfing his figure.

But when the ingots and coins scattered, only a broken puppet-like doll remained on the spot, while the black knight himself had vanished.

Shen Wanqian frowned, summoned the puppet doll, but could see nothing unusual; he could only sense a strong aura of the black knight from the doll.

Interesting!

Let me see!

Mu Yi reached out to ask for it from Shen Wanqian, who said nothing and simply tossed it to Mu Yi.

"Using the soul as a guide!"

Mu Yi chuckled, took out the judge's brush, and wrote a death character on the doll.

Who knows if it can be killed!

Mu Yi shook his head, set the doll ablaze with a fire, keeping it would be useless.

"Huh?" Mu Yi and Shen Wanqian turned their heads toward the sky at the same time, only to frown.

On the horizon, a vast expanse of demonic wind arose; within it, countless demon soldiers and officers stood dimly and indistinguishably.

"What a grand move—have the monsters really grown to this extent now?"

Those demon officers were merely at Legend level, not worth mentioning—easily slaughtered like ants—but the aura emanating from the demon soldiers was truly that of a Transcendent army.

As the saying goes, many ants can fell an elephant; two hundred thousand elite demon soldiers, when gathered, are still quite terrifying.

Especially since it's obvious these demon soldiers can form battle formations, the power of the two hundred thousand demon soldiers instantly amplifies to a degree that cannot be ignored.

"This is not looking good!"

Mo Fei emerged from the void, holding a skull in his hand, appearing like a Daoist, though his origins are unknown.

From Mo Fei's tattered robes, it seems this Daoist also carries two brushes.

Meanwhile, Jing Liuyun, wearing a demonic mask, also returned to the small boat.

"Mistaken?" Mo Fei glanced curiously at Jing Liuyun, this imitator of others truly intrigued him.

"I slipped up—an evil dragon lurked beneath the water to aid him; I'm not skilled in water combat, so I failed to kill him!" Jing Liuyun candidly admitted his mistake.

"Hand over Tang Sanzang, or you all will die!"

From among the two hundred thousand demon soldiers, a tremendously burly yellow-haired lion burst forth, roaring at Mu Yi and his three companions.

"This ghostly world really has something off!"

"In the Journey to the West world, there are only a few lions……"

Mu Yi stared at the yellow-haired lion in the sky, stroked his chin, and realized its identity.

"Is it from the Nine Twists Coiling Cave of Bamboo Joint Mountain?"

Thinking of the nine-headed lion of the Nine Twists Coiling Cave on Bamboo Joint Mountain gave Mu Yi a headache; the opponent is undoubtedly a formidable figure.

From the Tang situation one can see that this heaven and earth lacks a Heavenly Court, or rather the destruction wrought by the Torch Dragon was too great, causing the Heavenly Court of this realm to grind to a halt.

Either way, it means facing the Nine-Headed Lion Demon Nine Spirits Primordial Sage, there's likely no Taiyi Savior Heavenly Venerable coming to the rescue.

"Fight, or flee?"

Jingliu Yun suddenly donned a bamboo hat, and several people couldn't see his face.

"I'll take it!"

Mu Yi shook his head slightly; being trapped here won't end well.

Perfect, army versus army; let's see whether the demon is fiercer or humans are stronger.

Moreover, Mu Yi has set his sights on these 200,000 demon troops; filling his Animal Realm with them might be a good idea.

"This is the Human Realm!"

The barrier burst forth from under Mu Yi's feet, encompassing everything around it; after the Human Realm reached level 5, it became even more grand.

The Transcendent seeds sown in the main world also began to take root and sprout; regardless of who these Supernormal Beings were in life, after reincarnation they all became members of the Human Realm's army.

Especially after Mu Yi, using the Reincarnation Platform, could resonate with reincarnation, he then used the Human Realm to fish out a batch of people from reincarnation.

These people were all officers and soldiers in life; their names have been lost to history, yet they constitute part of the Human Realm.

"Advance!" Under Mu Yi's waving of the great flag, a sea of blood surged forth.

The 100,000-strong Human Realm army rode upon the sea of blood, fully armed, charging at the demon troops and demon commanders.

"What a terrifying guy!"

Mo Fei glanced warily at Mu Yi; carrying a force of 100,000 troops on his person is no simple ability.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord and others were incorporated into the Human Realm, then suppressed by the 100,000-strong army using Cloud Energy, and were hacked to death alive.

The torrents of the two armies collided, erupting into fierce battle.

The entanglement of demonic aura and Cloud Energy suppressed the entire battlefield to varying degrees; the demon troops that originally rode demonic winds to fly also fell to the ground, engaging the army in face-to-face combat.

"Hahaha, soldiers, follow me to kill!"

Jingliu Yun, at some point, changed into a general's attire and mixed into the army, bravely fighting on the front lines.

"If that's the case, then leave that Lion Demon to me!"

Mo Fei lightly sniffed the plum blossom in his hand, his form slipped into the void, and in an instant appeared among the ten thousand troops, his form flickering and shifting, as if entering an uninhabited realm, he sped straight toward the Yellow Lion Demon Essence.

Shen Wanqian sat cross-legged at the bow, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow, constantly coughing, as if the battle had nothing to do with him.

However, Mu Yi could sense that although he appeared relaxed, he had already focused to the extreme; any enemy attempting to approach would suffer his thunderous strike.

Mu Yi also turned his gaze to the battlefield; the monster soldiers' training was not bad, but in battle formations they were still innately lacking.

With just a simple deployment split, he shattered the formation of the 200,000 monster troops, then the main force contained the whole while small units kept moving and converging, locally achieving many-over-few and continually nibbling away at the monster troops.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mu Yi had already secured victory.

At this very moment, the Yellow Lion Sprite let out an unwilling roar, and within the great army Mo Fei drove it into a desperate situation.

"Why struggle?" Mo Fei sighed, his body flashing forward like lightning—just a forward lunge, merely a moment of contact with the Yellow Lion Sprite.

It was a simple move; the Yellow Lion Sprite saw it clearly but could not stop it—Mo Fei ripped out its heart, his pale hand tinged with a hint of pallor crushing it, leaving only a speck of blood rain, with not a trace of red staining Mo Fei himself.

He gently took a white plum blossom, dyed it blood-red in the blood rain, held it to his nose and sniffed lightly, his face showing a hint of dissatisfaction.

He casually tossed the now-blood-red plum blossom onto the Yellow Lion Sprite's corpse; Mo Fei's form vanished into the void and, in just a moment, returned to the small boat.

"Not good!" Mo Fei frowned as he returned to the small boat.

"My plum-blossom divination has calculated trouble; next, those great demon kings will likely act!"

Hearing this, Mu Yi and Wan Qian Shen also couldn't help but frown.

To be honest, fighting great demon kings, they did not worry about their own safety; even if defeated they could come and go freely.

But the problem is Tang Sanzang; they guarantee their own safety, yet the powerless Tang Sanzang might somewhere be shaken to death.

"Let's prepare to retreat first, figure out the situation before speaking!"

After a moment's thought, Mu Yi said, "Our journey is destined to be fraught with disaster; this is only the beginning."

Who knows, in the end how much of the Golden Cicada Child's purpose can be achieved.

Upon receiving the news, the vanguard's Jingliu Yun abandoned combat and returned to the small boat.

Watching Jingliu Yun, who seemed more Asura than the true Asura, Mu Yi couldn't help but praise this powerful mimicry, as if he had truly become an Asura—even he found it hard to tell real from fake.

It seems even more formidable than the Seventy-Two Transformations; at least Mu Yi's Seventy-Two Transformations could not match Jingliu Yun's level—not only imitating aura and appearance, but also abilities and divine powers.

When they first met, the Buddha-light radiating from the other's body contained not a trace of falsehood.

"Heaven-Human Dao!"

Mu Yi pointed a finger, and the Human Dao army instantly, as if having taken a Ten-Ingredient Great Tonic Pill, transformed into heavenly soldiers and generals, crushing the already dilapidated monster troops and commanders with an irresistible force.

The barrier dissolved, yet on the horizon appeared a figure of overwhelming supremacy, riding a divine beast, speeding toward them at extreme velocity.

"Bold!"

With a violent shout, a jet-black mixed-iron staff swelled to hundreds of zhang in size and smashed down upon the small boat, instantly raising towering waves; the spreading aura seemed capable of leveling everything.

Tens of thousands of gold ingots formed a shield that blocked the staff's strike.

Meanwhile Wan Qian Shen began coughing violently, his expression shifting between surprise and doubt—just one blow had wounded him; even allowing for his carelessness, the opponent's power was absolutely terrifying.

"The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Ox Demon King?"

Mu Yi's mouth twitched; he didn't know why he suddenly recalled that he had once raised a Legendary creature, finally releasing the "Azure Water Golden-Eyed Beast," and when naming it he had thought the Ox Demon King would never cross worlds to oppose him.

Yet now the Ox Demon King has come seeking him.

It was merely a thread of cause and effect, yet it truly summoned the Ox Demon King.

Although encountering the Ox Demon King in this Journey to the West world seems reasonable, he inexplicably felt the echo of karma.

Cause and effect cannot be spoken of; as long as a cause exists, it will inevitably lead to the fruition.

This let Mu Yi's understanding of karma suddenly rise to a higher level.

He wished he could find a place to retreat and contemplate.

But before that, they still had to deal with the great demon king before them.

"Leave Tang Xuanzang behind, and I will let you go!"

The Ox Demon King's heroic bearing startled Mu Yi and his three companions—indeed he was a formidable great demon.

A rough estimate puts him at least at the level of an Immortal-Buddha entity.

Ultimately limited by the world, if placed in the Jiuzhou homeland, one could tell without thought that such a renowned great demon could probably crush them with a casual swipe.

"Attack, we have no time to delay!"

Mo Fei's face suddenly changed; he turned directly into a red whirlwind that swept toward the Ox Demon King.

Wan Qian Shen raised his hand and flung out countless gold and silver treasures, filling the area within a thousand meters with wealth, endless money coiled with great magical power, bombarding the Ox Demon King.

The Ox Demon King's eyes flared with battle intent; he laughed loudly: "Come on!"

He swung the mixed-iron staff, and black light like a force that shatters the dry and rotten crushed all the gold and silver treasures in its path.

Like a venomous snake flicking its tongue from the void, it struck Mo Fei and flung him out.

"Amitabha!"

Jingliu Yun's palms pressed together actually transformed into a bodhisattva, wearing a five-Buddha gold crown, draped in a kasaya, holding a ruyi, solemn in demeanor, seated cross-legged upon a three-zhang-wide golden lotus, truly the likeness of Bodhisattva Samantabhadra.

"I possess Samantabhadra's Ten Patient Endurances method; please enter my vessel!"

Jingliu Yun's form suddenly turned illusory, splitting into over ten Samantabhadra bodhisattvas who joined hands to attack the Ox Demon King; together they chanted Vedic sounds, their momentum grand.

"Playing at spirits and ghosts, with Spirit Mountain gone, you still think Samantabhadra can frighten me!" The Ox Demon King swept his staff sideways, wiping out all the Samantabhadra manifestations.

Seeing this, he laughed heartily, scornfully mocking.

Backhanded, he also blocked the combined assault of Mo Fei and Wan Qian Shen.

"What did you say?" Mu Yi exclaimed in shock upon hearing it.

Even if the Great Tang were gone, it would still be the path of journeying for scriptures to save the world, but with Spirit Mountain gone, where would they go to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and obtain scriptures?

"You are indeed outsiders!" the Ox Demon King's eyes flashed with sharp light.

"If that's the case, then I cannot let you stay!"

As he spoke, the Ox Demon King dismounted from his true-form Azure Water Golden-Eyed Beast; terrifying demonic power surged skyward, like solidified demonic qi that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"Heaven-Earth Embodiment!"

The Ox Demon King's stature swelled with the storm, and in an instant he became a being tens of thousands of zhang tall.

Die!

His voice boomed like thunder, standing tall between heaven and earth, with not a single superfluous motion; likewise, the mixed‑metal staff, enlarged countless times, came crashing down upon everyone, as if sealing off all space between heaven and earth.

Go!

Mu Yi's face grew grave; this ability to unleash heaven‑and‑earth power in a devastating blow undoubtedly possessed the strength to kill them.

He deployed a barrier, forcibly stuffing the others inside; Mu Yi transformed into a wandering fish, darting into the water and vanishing beneath the earth.

The Ox Demon King retracted his colossal ten‑thousand‑zhang form, staring at the spot where Mu Yi and the others had vanished, lost in thought.

Ping Tian Da Sheng, how could you have slipped up?

A figure teleported across space to nearby, gazing at the devastated land, and asked with a hint of mockery.

You're quite right; they are indeed outsiders!

The Ox Demon King lifted his head to look at the black‑robed sorcerer who had appeared before him, and calmly stated his discovery.

The black‑robed sorcerer paused slightly at the words, then said, "As long as we capture Tang Sanzang, we can obtain the treasure left by the immortals and Buddhas!"

You'd better be telling the truth, for otherwise even if you were flayed and have your tendons pulled, it would not be enough to quell the fury of all demons.

That's only natural; we merely wanted a share as well!" the black‑robed sorcerer said, lowering his head.

As long as we dispose of those Dao guardians, the rest will fall into place!

They are not weak! Moreover, their means of escape are quite special.

The Ox Demon King retracted his mixed‑metal staff, mounted the Azure Water Golden‑Eyed Beast, showed no reaction to the black‑robed sorcerer's words, and merely instructed calmly.

Hehehe, they won't escape!" the black‑robed sorcerer thought of his comrade who had been severely wounded from afar, his voice tinged with resentment.

No matter how they flee, they will eventually appear!