Chapter 512: Sun Wukong Gets Humiliated Again and Becomes Depressed

Beiming, Demon Master Palace.

"Kunpeng, what have you been doing just now?"

Dijun sat on what was originally Kunpeng's throne, wearing a golden crow robe, his face handsome.

Beside him, Donghuang Taiyi had his eyes closed, appearing to be wandering beyond the heavens; his body radiated numerous profound auras, as if there were echoes of the Dao.

"Captured a few little demons," Kunpeng said.

With a casual wave of his hand, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Shaseng, and the others were dumped out in a heap, crashing down in a disoriented mess.

"Ouch!" Bajie let out a miserable cry, feeling as if his bones had fallen apart.

Sun Wukong, however, stood up immediately, surveying his surroundings, and saw Kunpeng, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi.

Especially the Monarch and Donghuang Taiyi.

These two gave him an extremely powerful sense of oppression; it was an oppression originating from the bloodline of the Demon Race, as if he were facing two ancient emperors, and even without speaking, their mere wisps of aura made his scalp tingle.

Kunpeng was already terrifying enough, and now there were two more unknown existences.

"Houzi, let this seat introduce you: before your eyes are the Ancient Four Demon Emperors, the masters of the Demon Court, Dijun and Lord Eastern Emperor," Kunpeng said.

"What, Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun!!"

Zhu Bajie's eyes widened, and he immediately fainted on the spot, playing dead.

"Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun!" Xiaobailong was shocked beyond measure.

"Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun!"

Sun Wukong's gaze was scorching; although the opponent's pressure was immense, a strong fighting spirit surged from the bottom of his heart?

Dijun was slightly surprised; this monkey actually wanted to fight him?

Donghuang Taiyi opened his eyes and said:

"Dijun, this monkey's origin is extraordinary; he was transformed from the Patching Heaven Stone of Nuwa. Counting it up, he has a connection with us."

"Patching Heaven Stone, no wonder," Dijun nodded.

Back when the Empress Nuwa patched the heavens, they were both witnesses.

Bajie had regained consciousness by this time and said:

"Weren't the two Demon Emperors of the Demon Race killed in battle back then? How can they still be alive?"

"Dead? Heh, for a Great Luo Golden Immortal, that simply does not exist.

Even if they fall, they will sooner or later return and be resurrected within the Time River," Kunpeng said.

However, the situation of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi was different.

Back then, the Demon Race's Star-Array of the Heavens, with three hundred and sixty-five Daluo Jixie Yaosheng, confronted the Witch Clan's Shi'er Dutian Shensha Dazhen; that battle was too tragic.

Whether it was the Eastern Emperor, Dijun, or the Twelve Ancestral Witches, all suffered heavy injuries, and in the end, their self-detonations to trade lives meant they were dead beyond all doubt.

Even if they could be resurrected from the Time River, who knew how many years it would take to wait, and once resurrected, they would no longer be the Demon Emperors of that year; their Great Luo true spirits would have long been worn away by the Time River.

If it weren't for Nuwa Niangniang taking action to resurrect them this time, the two great Demon Emperors would still be sinking in the Time River.

It was just that Kunpeng could not understand why Nuwa Niangniang would suddenly want to resurrect the Demon Emperors.

"Old Kun, why did you capture them?" Donghuang Taiyi said.

"Lord Eastern Emperor, I didn't want to either. They delivered themselves to my door. But it is just right to use this to lure Xuanzang over, and then the two lords can Devour the ten generations of Qi Luck and Merit of Jinchanzi," Kunpeng said.

"Old Kun, so many years have passed, and you are still so insidious," Dijun could not help but say.

"What, you want to eat my Master?" Sun Wukong said in shock.

"Two Demon Emperors, you are both top-tier existences among the Great Luo Golden Immortals; why must you eat our Master? There is simply no need," Bajie said hurriedly.

"We have just been resurrected, and our vitality has not yet fully recovered; we need some supplements. Your Master is quite good," Dijun said.

"..." Bajie.

"Don't you dare harm my Master!"

Sun Wukong took out the Golden Cudgel and smashed it toward Dijun.

Dijun, however, did not move at all; a golden light flashed in his eyes, and Sun Wukong was frozen in mid-air, his entire body covered in golden lightning, shocking him so much that his skeleton could be seen.

Immediately, Sun Wukong fell to the ground, his aura extremely weak.

"Dead monkey, you aren't dead, are you?" Bajie hurriedly picked up Sun Wukong, his expression worried.

"Old Sun is Jingang and indestructible; what could happen to me?" Sun Wukong said, panting.

"In consideration of your connection with Nuwa, this Emperor will not kill you, but that is all," Dijun said.

"Behave yourself, lest you suffer physical pain. Wait for your Master to come and save you," Kunpeng laughed.

Bajie looked at Sun Wukong's state, his heart aching, and said:

"With your cultivation, do you not know that my Master and Senior Brother are Scripture Seekers, people of the Heavenly Mandate?

By doing this, you violate the Heavenly Dao; are you not afraid of the pursuit of the Heavenly Court and Buddhism?"

"Tianpeng, this is Beiming; it is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court or Buddhism. If your Master dies here, what could they possibly say?" Kunpeng said.

"Mere Buddhism and Heavenly Court; this seat does not even hold them in my eyes," Dijun said.

Hearing this, Bajie's heart sank to the bottom.

Indeed, in the eyes of the Ancient Four Demon Emperors, what did the Heavenly Court or Buddhism count for?

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were once known as the strongest under the Saints.

Above the North Sea, Baigu Furen flew into the sky, intending to flee.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay your step."

She was stopped by a familiar voice.

Baigu Furen stood on the clouds, her face pale and bloodless, a look of panic on her face; looking back, it was Shen Gongbao.

"So it was you," Baigu Furen said coldly.

"Baigu Furen, have you obtained the Essence of Beiming? Why are Fellow Daoist Sun and Fellow Daoist Zhu not with you?" Shen Gongbao asked.

Looking at Shen Gongbao's expression, Baigu Furen suddenly realized and said:

"Shen Gongbao, did you intentionally let us go to Beiming to find the Essence of Beiming?"

"Baigu Furen, this was a matter of mutual consent; how can you call it intentional? This poor Daoist has always been honest with young and old alike and treats people with sincerity," Shen Gongbao laughed.

"But you didn't say that the Essence of Beiming belonged to the Demon Master Kunpeng. Now, except for me, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie have all been captured," Baigu Furen said.

"Oh my, I didn't expect that beneath Beiming really is the dojo of the Demon Master Kunpeng. This poor Daoist truly did not know. What is to be done? Blame this poor Daoist, blame this poor Daoist. But this poor Daoist is bound by these Mysterious Iron Chains and cannot help. Why don't you help, Fellow Daoist, and cut these chains?" Shen Gongbao said, his face showing a helpless expression.

"Hmph, didn't you say that these Mysterious Iron Chains require Great Luo-level power to be undone?" Baigu Furen said.

Shen Gongbao bowed slightly and said sincerely:

"My judgment has always been very accurate. You are already at the perfection of the Golden Immortal realm, and your origin does not belong to these Three Realms; you possess the strength of a Great Luo-level strike."

"As long as you help me escape, with my connections in the Three Realms, it will be very easy to help you find some Great Luo Golden Immortals to deal with Kunpeng. You also know that my master is the Saint Yuanshi Tianzun, and I even have a connection of receiving teachings from Tongtian Jiaozhu."

"Heh, if you are so capable, why are you still trapped in the North Sea?" Baigu Furen sneered, not believing Shen Gongbao's nonsense at all.

"This is a tribulation; this poor Daoist must undergo this tribulation, otherwise I would have died during the Investiture of the Gods back then, wouldn't I?" Shen Gongbao explained.

"Then you can continue undergoing your tribulation!"

Baigu Furen stopped wasting words with Shen Gongbao and left without looking back.

"Boundless blessings of the Tao, damn it! Heavenly Venerable! You're going to be the death of this Daoist!" Shen Gongbao roared in impotent rage on the spot.