Chapter 411: with translation of chapter title

411. Chapter 411 Regent King, Pan Zhen

Heh heh... heh heh...

Xuantian Ji fell to the ground, and due to blood gushing from his throat, he could only make a heh heh heh heh sound.

His sinister eyes were now full of terror.

He never expected that Qianxunji would be this strong.

Xuantian Ji bled from all seven apertures, his whole face blurred by blood, leaving only his eyes exposed.

At the same time, he felt his skull completely shattered, waves of intense pain shooting through him, rendering him unable to move even a bit.

Xuantian Ji rolled his eyes, glaring fiercely at Sun Wukong beside him, wanting to loudly curse:

You dead monkey, didn't you say this is the junior of our China?

Fuck, with such combat power, I'm afraid your strength is even greater than yours, and yet you say you can only fight me after battling this junior Qianxunji.

Monkey, oh monkey, over a thousand years have passed, I never expected you to become so scheming.

Heh heh... heh heh...

Xuantian Ji wanted to loudly curse Sun Wukong, but could only make a heh heh heh heh sound.

Sun Wukong looked down from above at Xuantian Ji, his sharp eyes glaring, and shouted:

"Xuantian Ji, you damn thing, you're lying on the ground and yet dare to glare at me fiercely."

"Looks like you haven't been beaten enough."

The next moment, Sun Wukong stepped on Xuantian Ji's wrist with his foot.

Crack... crack...

Ah... ah...

Only the sound of several bones breaking was heard, followed by Xuantian Ji's anguished scream.

Along with the scream, blood from his throat spurted out directly.

Sun Wukong pulled back his foot, then asked Qianxunji for a stool to sit beside him, placing his foot on Xuantian Ji's chest.

Originally, Sun Wukong did not intend to seriously injure Xuantian Ji, after all, Lanxing's current situation is not suitable for establishing a strong enemy.

But he didn't expect Qianxunji's strength to be so great that a single move crippled Qianxunji.

Thinking that he had already crippled him, adding another kick wouldn't be excessive, would it?

Moreover, from Qianxunji's palm just now, Sun Wukong saw that the opponent had hidden his strength during their earlier fight.

Now China possesses this god, the Qilin Third Generation God Body god, the Rose Fourth-generation God Body god, and Qianxunji, a god already confirmed to be above him.

Now they are completely unafraid of the Glutton invasion coupled with the Blazing Sun invasion.

Even if war breaks out, China, possessing four gods, has nothing to fear.

So, the inherently unruly Sun Wukong simply released his nature, sitting nearby and stepping on Xuantian Ji's body.

He also decided not to charge in, but to wait here for Pan Zhen to come out, so as to embarrass Pan Zhen.

Thinking this, Sun Wukong gathered his divine power, opened his mouth wide, and shouted:

"Pan Zhen, you brat, come out and die for this old monkey!"

The voice, empowered with divine power, resonated throughout the vast heavenly court like evening drums and morning bells, also reaching Pan Zhen's ears.

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he turned to Qianxunji beside him and asked, "How is it, is my aura enough?"

Qianxunji gave Sun Wukong a thumbs up and laughed:

"Enough, very enough, simply awe-inspiring, full of domineering aura."

"Hmm, that's good." Sun Wukong nodded satisfiedly, then added:

"If we fight later, I'll take on the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, while you directly battle Pan Zhen."

"After all, Pan Zhen's strength is indeed very strong; even I, Old Monkey, cannot guarantee a sure victory. If we get dragged for a few hours and still can't defeat him, wouldn't that show China is just as strong as Blaze Yang?"

"But you're different; you're only in your fifties, a rising star of China. If you could fight Pan Zhen to a draw, wouldn't that show China is far stronger than Blaze Yang?"

"Uh... okay." Qianxunji agreed.

After all, his primary purpose on this trip is to accompany Sun Wukong, so that China's guardian deity of over a thousand years does not suffer humiliation in Blaze Yang.

The second purpose is to first strike at Blaze Yang's officials, establish prestige, so that Leina firmly secures the Blaze Yang throne, becoming a female emperor feared by officials, the chief god of Blaze Yang, the sole chief god.

And once Leina truly controls Blaze Yang, it also means that he, Qianxunji, controls Blaze Yang.

After all, Leina is his woman and listens to him.

Moreover, Leina is pregnant with his child; if it's a son, he could later become the emperor of Blaze Yang.

In fact, this trip of mine is essentially arranging the officials for my future son, isn't it?

Thinking this way, this Blaze Yang belongs to Qianxunji.

However he wants to deal with it, he will.

Boom... boom... boom... boom... boom...

Suddenly, thunderous booms came from the sky, and the clouds above the heavenly court rolled violently.

As the clouds churned, a massive pressure surged from deep within them.

If an ordinary person were under this immense pressure, they would be crushed to death directly.

At that moment, the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals slowly emerged from deep within the clouds.

Clad in silver-white armor, holding long spears, halberds...

Before the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, a tall frame appeared out of thin air above the clouds, upon which a splendid throne was set up.

On the throne sat a burly man.

On the man's burly frame, he wore silver armor and a silver helmet.

On the helmet, a tuft of white phoenix beard stood upright, fully displaying his domineering aura.

The man's visage was imposing, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, and his pair of tiger‑like eyes were even more captivating than a tiger's gaze.

The man was the Regent King of Blazing Sun, Pan Zhen, who single‑handedly revived the waning Blazing Sun, restoring it to become once again a top civilization of the known universe.

Beside the man stood two celestial gods; one was corpulent, gripping a treasure staff that pierced the clouds, and at the staff's tip was a circular giant hammer larger than a millstone.

On the man's other side stood a burly man wielding a pair of hammers, Hu Sha Yuanli, one of the Four Great Guardians, known as Mao Shen.

Pan Zhen's tiger eyes fixed on the plaza below, watching the Mysterious Heaven Peak trampled under Sun Wukong's foot, the peak grievously wounded and unable to move, and his heart instantly flared with anger.

Although his heart boiled with rage, the deeply calculating Pan Zhen showed no change on his face, remaining imposing, revealing nothing of his emotions.

The next moment, Pan Zhen stared at Sun Wukong and said in a deep voice:

"Sun Wukong, it has been over a thousand years since we last met. Upon your arrival you have grievously wounded the Red Phoenix Celestial Guard of the Mysterious Heaven Peak, one of Blazing Sun's Fourth‑generation Protectors. Do you intend to provoke a war between Blazing Sun and Earth?"

If the newly ascended deity Qianxunji did not exist, Sun Wukong, to prevent Blazing Sun's invasion of Earth, would certainly have set aside his pride.

However, now backed by Qianxunji the Qilin, one of the three newly ascended gods of Rose, Sun Wukong bristled with confidence, his golden staff pointing straight at Pan Zhen, and he likewise spoke in a deep voice:

"So what? Over a thousand years ago you led a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals to invade our Huaxia. Can old Sun not now lead our newly ascended chief deities of Huaxia to strike at your Blazing Sun?"

"How audacious!"

Pan Zhen let out a thunderous shout, his face showing anger for the first time; his tiger eyes glanced at Qianxunji and then swiftly averted, fixing his gaze on Sun Wukong and angrily saying:

"It seems today you have come to Blazing Sun to meet your death."

"Today is different from before; facing the present Blazing Sun, you have only one way—death!"

(End of Chapter)