Chapter 413

"Great Sage Equal to Heaven, what does this mean!"

The Golden Horn King looked warily at the seven figures that appeared before him, each figure emanating a powerful aura.

"I should be the one asking you that!" the Bull Demon King said coldly, glancing at Tang Sanzang in Mu Yi's hands.

"Pichen and the others have broken the pact; we've already captured them!"

The Silver Horn King thought quickly, immediately clearing them out, as if they had no hidden thoughts just now.

"Is that so?" the Bull Demon King said with a false smile, looking at the Gold and Silver Horn Kings.

Mu Yi gave the so-called Seven Great Sages a strange look; Sun Wukong hasn't even been born yet, so where did the seventh elder among them come from?

He looks like just another monkey...

Mu Yi keenly noticed that this monkey had six ears.

Six-Eared Macaque!

Oh no, will our plan be exposed? Rumor says the Six-Eared Macaque excels at hearing, can discern principles, knows past and future, and everything is clear to it.

Although they had discussed the plan within the Reincarnation Barrier, they might not be able to hide it from the Six-Eared Macaque's ears, and Xun Fei had no confidence at all.

Now that we've captured Tang Sanzang, shouldn't we head to Ling Shan?" the Silver Horn King also said with a false smile, giving a perfunctory glance.

The Bull Demon King glanced at the magic treasures in the Gold and Silver Horn Kings' hands, and at the unfathomable Green Ox Spirit standing behind them, but he still lacked full confidence in securing them.

Moreover, the commotion raised by the Heat-Relief King and his group was too great; basically all the demon kings know Tang Sanzang's whereabouts, making it unrealistic to monopolize the gains, so we should stick to the previously agreed alliance.

You little ox demon over there, take Tang Sanzang and follow us!

The Bull Demon King also knew it was impossible for him to monopolize Tang Sanzang right now, so he simply pointed at Mu Yi and had him carry Tang Sanzang.

Mu Yi didn't know whether the Six-Eared Macaque was aware of their plan, but at this point he had no retreat and could only bite the bullet and keep up the act.

He timidly carried Tang Sanzang all the way westward.

The troop's size grew ever larger, with more and more demon kings joining the ranks.

The Bull Demon King also had to convene a meeting to discuss their next moves.

Mu Yi felt like a husky that had strayed into a wolf pack, especially when the meeting was convened; as he carried Tang Sanzang and stood in the center of the venue, that feeling of exposure was magnified countless times.

Probably because the immortals and Buddhas have vanished, the number of demon kings is unusually large, though there are still differences among them.

Clearly, the Seven Great Sages led by the Bull Demon King are the major powers; besides them, the other major forces are the Green Lion, White Elephant, and Great Peng of Lion-Turtle Ridge, as well as the Gold and Silver Horn Kings and the Green Ox Spirit, who hold multiple magic treasures.

I don't know what method he used to win over the Yellow Wind Monster, Black Bear Spirit, and a few other demon kings as his subordinates—the Old Ancestor Yellow Brow—and the Nine Spirits Sage, who bears the title of Number One Demon King.

The five major powers clearly hold the dominant position; other demon kings more or less gather around them, and there are also some scattered demon kings whose strength may be decent but whose influence falls far short of the five major powers.

What concerned Mu Yi most was a unit leaning on the Bull Demon King's side yet faintly independent, containing the Black Knight he had met once—apparently a Zongwang team that entered this world after them.

They also schemed against the Candle Dragon, causing the great change in heaven and earth; though they may not be the direct executors, it is certain that they took advantage of the environment of that great change.

Now that we've captured Tang Sanzang, shouldn't you tell us how to obtain the immortals' and Buddhas' legacy from Ling Shan?" the Golden-winged Roc of Lion-Turtle Ridge stared at the Bull Demon King and asked.

Others may not know much about Ling Shan, but the three monsters of Lion-Turtle Ridge are inseparably linked to it, and their understanding of Ling Shan far surpasses that of the other demon kings present.

The disappearance of immortals and Buddhas is a certainty; the Golden-winged Roc visited the Heavenly Court and found it empty, as if everything had vanished into thin air.

Places like the Five Zhuang Temples have also vanished completely; only Ling Shan remains, but it is encircled by immense Buddha light, making it impossible to break in.

This is also why all the demon kings agree that Ling Shan must contain the immortals' and Buddhas' legacy.

Tang Sanzang is merely a reincarnation of the Golden Cicada; in status he's even inferior to me, the Maitreya Child—can he really lead us into Ling Shan?" the Old Ancestor Yellow Brow also challenged at the same time.

The Bull Demon King's face sank like water; in fact he didn't know either, but since he had organized the demon alliance under that name, he could hardly admit ignorance now.

So he turned his gaze to the black-robed sorcerer, the Black Knight, and the rest of the Zongwang players.

Wizard, Tang Sanzang is right here!

The Bull Demon King's tone was inscrutable, but the black-robed sorcerer could sense that if he failed to give a satisfactory answer, he would immediately incur thunderous wrath.

Maitreya Buddha is the future Buddha, also the Eastern Buddha; this Ling Shan is the dojo of the present Buddha, the Tathagata, so you, Old Ancestor Yellow Brow, naturally cannot enter Ling Shan!

The black-robed sorcerer smiled narrowly and stood up to explain.

Mu Yi furrowed his brows; this guy seemed to know Ling Shan inside out, yet he had no idea how he managed it.

Tang Sanzang is the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, the second disciple of the Tathagata Buddha; as long as he leads the way, we can avoid the Buddha light and enter Ling Shan directly!

Upon hearing this, all the demon kings involuntarily narrowed their eyes; they knew well that if Ling Shan held no treasures, it would be fine—they could mutually wary and keep the peace—but if there truly were something extraordinary, that would be when they all clash.

Being a loose alliance, it's foreseeable that they would challenge each other when real interests are at stake; before this, the demons schemed against one another, each pursuing their own petty gains.

Even those demon kings gathered under the five major powers have their own agendas; who says they must be others' dogs? They could also become great demon kings, or even ascend to immortals and gods towering over all demon kings.

Once inside Ling Shan, we'll each rely on our own methods!" the Bull Demon King also knew everyone had their own schemes, so he bluntly laid it out.

Before that, anyone who harbors other ideas will be our common enemy, agreed?

I agree!" "Agree!" "Agree!" "Agree!" "Agree!" …

With hardly any opposition, all the demon kings agreed to the Bull Demon King's proposal.

In a sense, the demon kings' executive power is strong.

Almost as soon as it was decided the previous day, they summoned the myriad demons the next day, riding the demonic wind in a mighty march toward Ling Shan.

Mu Yi, as the treasure-resistant demon of the deceased king, also mixed in with them, but as he glanced around, he couldn't help feeling secretly alarmed.

The many demon kings summoned their own troops of demon soldiers and officers; though it looked like a loose sand, with hundreds of thousands of demons gathered together, the soaring demonic aura even dyed the sky a dim hue.

However, this is hardly a good move; with so many demons congregated, trouble is hard to avoid.

Most demons are inherently brutish; while the demon kings can restrain themselves, how can these little demons be made obedient?

At the slightest disagreement they'd come to blows, and within half a day dozens of melees erupted.

Mu Yi, however, caught a whiff of something unusual; although the demons were chaotic, without someone stirring the pot it would be hard to reach this level.

He secretly guessed it was the work of Jingliu Yun, but dared not speak, fearing the Six-Eared Macaque's ears would hear him.

Since seeing the Six-Eared Macaque, he has become more careful in his words and deeds than before.

The major powers also noticed something was wrong, imposing strict bans on their underlings from fighting, but the situation not only didn't improve, it got worse.

"Seventh brother, how's the situation?" the Ox Demon King asked, frowning, the Six-Eared Macaque who had taken Sun Wukong's place.

"Not a hint of movement! It seems someone has leaked my abilities!" the Six-Eared Macaque frowned; he was still confident in this divine ability of his.

He believed that as long as there was any sound, it definitely could not escape his ears.

Even the sound of the Candle Dragon's rampage he had heard, but now among the myriad demons he simply could not hear any useful information.

In the Ox Demon King's mind appeared the shadow of the black-robed sorcerer; compared to other demon kings, this group was truly too mysterious, and they knew too many secrets, making him a bit uneasy.

"Keep monitoring the other demon kings; I'll go think of a plan!" After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, the Ox Demon King said to the Six-Eared Macaque.

"Yes!"

The Ox Demon King thought of some methods, but in the end they were utterly useless; even his brother Ruyi True Immortal got injured.

Because of Tang Monk, the myriad demons' speed simply could not increase.

The Golden-winged Roc, however, was confident it could directly deliver Tang Monk to Spirit Mountain in a brief interval.

But the other demon kings were also uneasy about handing the person over to the Golden-winged Roc, so they could only reluctantly inch forward bit by bit.

Fortunately, the starting point was not far from Spirit Mountain; after spending several days, they finally managed to inch to the foot of Spirit Mountain.

Spirit Mountain was shrouded in a layer of Buddha's light; merely approaching it made the myriad demons feel uncomfortable and repulsed.

"Bring Tang Monk over!"

Under the black-robed sorcerer's command, Mu Yi led Tang Monk step by step toward Spirit Mountain.

Mu Yi secretly rejoiced; although there had been many twists and turns, he ultimately managed to bring Tang Monk to Spirit Mountain.

However, an abrupt change occurred; the instant Buddha's light touched Tang Monk, the Buddha's light that had been enveloping the outskirts of Spirit Mountain vanished instantly.

The myriad demons that had been merely observing, in an instant made a decision; all the demons noisily surged toward Spirit Mountain.

The minor demons below surged forth all at once, but the demon kings above did not move a muscle; partly they feared Spirit Mountain might still have some restrictions, and partly they feared being attacked by other demon kings.

However, there were also those who were not afraid; among them, the Golden-winged Roc immediately spread its wings to soar high, and with its speed it would certainly be the first to reach Spirit Mountain ahead of everyone.

But at the very moment it spread its wings, a bell rang, and the Golden-winged Roc instantly plummeted to the ground.

"Third brother!" the White Elephant exclaimed in alarm, reaching out with its trunk to catch it, only to find the Golden-winged Roc dazed and confused, obviously having had its soul directly attacked.

The Ox Demon King gave a cold snort, "shoot the leading bird"; the Golden-winged Roc was bound to be unlucky.

Although he didn't know who had dealt the blow, he knew that from this moment on, the so-called alliance was completely broken.

"You bastards, dare to fight your Silver Horn Grandfather!"

The Silver Horn King roared angrily, uttering mockery; the Purple Gold Gourd hovered above his head, and several demon kings who knew nothing of its nature were instantly sucked into the Purple Gold Gourd.

The Golden Horn King held a Seven-Star Sword in his left hand and a Golden Binding Rope in his right, protecting his brother beside him.

At the same time, the demon under the Ox Demon King's command, Sui Tai Sui, shook the Purple Gold Bell in his hand.

Sui Tai Sui was originally the mount of the Guanyin Bodhisattva, and while descending to the mortal realm he had secretly stolen the Purple Gold Bell.

This Purple Gold Bell, when shaken once, produces fire; shaken twice, it generates smoke; shaken three times, it kicks up flying sand and stones—it is a remarkably powerful magic treasure.

Seeing the fire and smoke, the flying sand and stones, all the demon kings immediately employed their own methods.

"Samadhi Divine Wind!"

The darkening wind and sand even surpassed the effect of the Purple Gold Bell magic treasure; the Yellow Wind Monster activated its innate divine ability, yellow sand filling the sky, sweeping all the demon kings into it.

Mu Yi had witnessed the terror of the Samadhi Divine Wind, but he didn't know how many times stronger the Yellow Wind Monster's blood relatives were; now the Yellow Wind Monster personally unleashed it, truly fearsome—darkening the sky and earth, even the minor demons who had climbed Spirit Mountain were blown about, tumbling east and west.

"All of you, get into my bag!"

Seeing the Yellow Wind Monster succeed, the Yellow Brow Elder immediately untied the cloth bag at his waist and flung it into the air; a terrifying absorptive force instantly enveloped all the demon kings.

He actually intended to capture all the demon kings in one net; the cloth bag in his hand was the Postnatal Humanity Bag of Maitreya Buddha, possessing boundless power.

Even the ever-mysterious black-robed sorcerer, at this moment, was in utter disarray, desperately resisting the terrifying suction of the humanity bag.

"Hahahaha!" the Yellow Brow Elder laughed loudly.

"I am Maitreya's Child, a legitimate disciple of Spirit Mountain; since the immortals and Buddhas are absent, it is fitting that I, Yellow Brow, become a Buddha, and the treasures of Spirit Mountain ought to be under my control—you demons also dare to meddle, so today you shall all die before this Buddha!"

However, the Yellow Brow Elder's laughter was cut off in an instant; only to see a Green Ox Spirit step forward, extending a hand and throwing out a bracelet.

The Postnatal Humanity Bag was Maitreya Buddha's prized magic treasure; although the demon kings present certainly had many magic treasures as well, such as the Ox Demon King's plantain fan and Sui Tai Sui's Purple Gold Bell...

The only magic treasure capable of countering the humanity bag was the Vajra Pestle in the Green Ox Spirit's hand.

This object is the magic treasure of the Supreme Elder Lord, capable of subduing all weapons and magic treasures under heaven.

"Vajra Pestle!"

In the Yellow Brow Elder's unsightly expression, the Postnatal Humanity Bag was actually sucked away by the Vajra Pestle.

The Green Ox Spirit laughed heartily; this Vajra Pestle in his hand had only one drawback: it could only absorb magic treasures activated by others.

If someone merely held it in hand without facing him directly in combat, he could only stare helplessly.

Had he not known in advance of the existence of the Postnatal Humanity Bag, he would truly have feared being secretly killed by Yellow Brow; however, Yellow Brow was in the light while he remained in the dark, making this battle his victory.

The Vajra Pestle continued to display its might, the weapons in the demon kings' hands all being collected by it; for a time, aside from the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, everyone found themselves utterly empty-handed and in dire straits.

However, the great demon kings were still demons; lacking magic treasures did not make them soft persimmons.

"Roar!" the Azure Lion King revealed its true form, unleashing its divine ability; with its huge mouth wide open, it sought to swallow the other demon kings whole.