Chapter 795: I Want to See the Demon Lord!

Everything went smoothly according to plan, and the scripture-seeking team encountered Gold Horn, Silver Horn, and Old Ancestor Green Mountain.

Originally, Old Ancestor Green Mountain still intended to say a few formal words, while also hinting subtly.

Unexpectedly, the scripture-seeking team didn't say a word and rushed forward all at once—except for Sha Wujing.

Each one radiated killing intent soaring to the heavens, leaving Old Ancestor Green Mountain and the others stunned—are you monsters or are we monsters?

But upon careful thought, the other side really does seem to be mostly monsters.

The demon monkey Sun Wukong—needless to say, a demon.

The former Marshal Tianpeng, now the pig demon Zhu Bajie—demon!

The former Rolling Curtain General, also a demon in the lower realm.

White Bone Spirit—demon!

The entire team only has two people—Gold Cicada's reincarnation and another mortal.

The scripture-seeking team is fundamentally just a demon squad.

No wonder it's a pawn cultivated by the Great Heavenly Demon.

Let's fight then—Old Ancestor Green Mountain and the others originally wanted to prove their worth through one battle, and since the other side struck first, naturally they showed no hesitation at this moment.

"Sun Wukong, I call you once—do you dare to answer?" Gold Horn King held the Purple Gold Red Gourd and shouted at Sun Wu.

"My grandfather now calls me Sun Wu!"

Sun Wu said your grandson can't even get the name right, and you still dare to answer? A single staff strike came crashing down.

"How is it useless?" Gold Horn King froze for a moment, picked up his sword to block.

The tremendous force transmitted from the staff made him unable to hold his sword, which flew directly from his hand.

But losing the sword doesn't matter—Gold Horn King hastily retreated, pinched a hand seal, sword light sharp and cold, sword shadows layered, attacking Sun Wu.

He's not that kind of close-combat type.

Opening distance, fighting with flying swords and treasures—that's his combat style.

While the sword shadows and light blocked Sun Wu's offense, Gold Horn King again aimed the Purple Gold Red Gourd at Sun Wu: "Sun Wu, I call you once—do you dare to answer?"

Sun Wu remained silent, revealing a ferocious smile.

He's not stupid—he could tell at a glance this gourd is problematic; only a fool would answer.

Gold Horn King helplessly put away the Purple Gold Red Gourd—this gourd is a treasure left by the Supreme Elder.

As their kind who serve as attendants and mounts, they can use it, but there are also significant limitations.

The Purple Gold Red Gourd, the true use of the Jade Pure Bottle—no need for the opponent to answer; as long as it's activated, it can directly suck in the target, turning them into pus within moments, without needing even a single talisman.

Gold Horn can't use the red gourd, and Silver Horn naturally can't use the Jade Pure Bottle either.

The two were chased and beaten by Sun Wu and Zhu Bajie, falling into a disadvantage.

On the other side, Old Ancestor Green Mountain's Azure Yak Spirit uses a treasure called the Diamond Pestle—appearing as a golden ring, besides being extremely solid, it can also seize the opponent's treasures.

Moreover, Old Ancestor Green Mountain's own strength surpasses that of Gold Horn and Silver Horn.

Therefore, he was surrounded by everyone.

En Yu, White Bone Spirit, Gao Cui Lan, and Tang Sanzang joined forces to deal with Old Ancestor Green Mountain.

White Bone Spirit cast illusions to affect Old Ancestor Green Mountain; Gao Cui Lan followed a long-range path, the Seventy-Two Transformations granting her the ability to summon wind and rain—black whirlwinds formed poisonous snakes, raindrops like poisonous insects, coiling beside the snakes.

Though seemingly not powerful, combined with White Bone Spirit's illusions, each attack was extremely cunning.

The force was even like a bone-attached carbuncle—hard to eliminate—causing Old Ancestor Green Mountain some trouble.

Frontal assault was naturally handled by Tang Sanzang and En Yu.

Originally, the Diamond Pestle's greatest power was seizing opponents' treasures, like Silver Horn and Gold Horn, who are immortals.

If deprived of treasures, one's strength would drop by at least fifty percent.

Unfortunately, Old Ancestor Green Mountain ended up facing Tang Sanzang and En Yu.

Tang Sanzang fought with his pair of iron fists, never using weapons; after fighting, he conveniently clasped his hands and said "Amitabha."

Each punch, each palm carried immense force and weight, not inferior to the old azure ox's strength.

Treasures? What treasures? Not needed.

En Yu used to be accustomed to using swords, and when slaying arhats, he even specially crafted a fire sword.

After cultivating the Seventy-Two Transformations, he no longer needed weapons or treasures.

The true dragon's body is naturally extremely solid and can become a weapon for attack.

Unlike Tang Sanzang's heavy, mountain-collapsing, river-shattering style with each punch.

En Yu follows the path of speed—his movement is swift, surpassing the entire scripture-seeking team; Gao Cui Lan's wind-and-rain technique, her magical attacks, cannot catch up to En Yu.

At the same time, his dragon claws are razor-sharp, tearing apart all things.

Tang Sanzang bore the brunt against Old Ancestor Green Mountain, while White Bone Spirit and Gao Cui Lan harassed from the side.

The true main attacker dealing damage was En Yu.

Her pair of dragon claws had already been stained red by Old Ancestor Green Mountain's blood, leaving dozens of deep wounds visible to the bone on his body.

Poor Old Ancestor Green Mountain never even touched En Yu's dragon scales.

If it were a one-on-one against En Yu, Old Ancestor Green Mountain would naturally feel no fear—as a bull, focusing on defense, En Yu might not even be able to wound him.

Everyone is wearing down, and the recent victor will surely be him.

But now, against demons and monsters, the scripture-seeking team doesn't talk about morality—they've always just rushed in shoulder to shoulder.

Old Ancestor Green Mountain's Diamond Pestle in hand could only be used to smash people, completely blocked by Tang Sanzang, appearing as if it might shake and fall, yet stubbornly refusing to drop.

His injuries gradually worsened.

Without doubt, he would instead become the first to fall.

This is completely different from the planned outcome!

The original plan was to defeat the pilgrimage team, demonstrate strength, and then surrender to the Great Heavenly Demon.

As a result, the ones who were defeated turned out to be them?

Heaven didn't even say the pilgrimage team was this strong!

Heaven naturally didn't say anything— the Twenty-Eight Mansions were all used as cannon fodder for probing, and how could the remnants of the Tushita Palace possibly escape unscathed?

As pawns, they certainly don't need to know too much.

The Old Ancestor of Green Mountain and the others have long resided in the Tushita Palace, rarely communicating with the outside world.

Still immersed in the glory of the Supreme One from back then, they were overly confident.

"Wait, we want to submit to the Demon Lord!" the Green Mountain Old Ancestor shouted loudly— now he could no longer hide it.

The pilgrimage team ignored him, their assault grew ever more fierce, and the Green Mountain Old Ancestor's next words turned into a mouthful of blood.

"Don't force me!"

The Green Mountain Old Ancestor roared and revealed his true form.

A massive azure ox, as large as a mountain, appeared— its hooves trampling, the earth shaking and mountains trembling, a heavy pressure descending from the heavens.

This caused Gao Cuilan and the White Bone Spirit, who were far away, to fall directly to the ground.

Crushed into a lump of flesh.

"This is what you forced me to do!" the Green Mountain Old Ancestor roared— he had originally not intended to do this.

Surrendering to the Great Heavenly Demon to show his strength was acceptable, but killing the opposing side's people was too foolish.

But now, he couldn't afford to care.

"Hehehehe—" a light laugh came from midair— the White Bone Spirit and Gao Cuilan, who had originally been killed, reappeared, and not just one each.

Thick and dense, their figures surrounded the area on all sides.

Illusion technique!

Naturally, the ones who had just died were fake, and now… the besieged Green Mountain Old Ancestor couldn't tell which two were real— even if he came again and killed them all, those who died were probably all fake.

"We truly wish to submit!"

The Green Mountain Old Ancestor roared.

On that side, Golden Horn and Silver Horn also shouted: "Mother, save us!"

Near the Green Lotus Cave in the distance, a surge of demonic energy shot into the sky: "Who dares harm my son!"

A nine-tailed fox demon appeared— the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons.

His power is unfathomable; legend says he once tore apart a true dragon with his bare hands, earning him the title Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons.

Moreover, having borne the title of Carefree Wanderer for many years, no dragon clan has ever sought him out for ill will or caused him trouble.

This shows the ability of the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons.

Even the Azure Ox Spirit failed to uncover her background, suspecting this nine-tailed fox demon is related to the chaotic-world fox demon Daji from long ago.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn offered elixirs and magical treasures, and also took her as their adoptive mother, relying on her as their backer.

In the demon race, the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons is also a respected elder— whether in strength or seniority, he is more than sufficient, though he keeps a low profile, avoiding worldly affairs— possibly due to his limited lifespan, often in seclusion.

The elixirs brought by Golden Horn and Silver Horn have extended the life and increased the vitality of the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons.

Now it's a case of returning a peach for a plum.

Seeing the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons appear, the Green Mountain Old Ancestor and the others felt a surge of joy.

Well, we lack the weight to catch the eye of your Great Heavenly Demon— now we have an additional Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons.

We should at least come out and talk.

Worst case, we submit together with the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons to deal with Heaven and the Great Thunder Sound Temple— without the support of all demonkind, how could we possibly succeed?

Back then, Sun Wukong had the support of all demonkind behind him, which is why he could cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

The demonic energy of the fox demon on the mountain peak shot into the sky— her appearance was superb, with soft, white fur and nine tails swaying behind her, radiating brilliant light.

She also bore splendid blue floral patterns on her body— clearly a great fox, yet she displayed astonishing charm.

Yet a cold aura lay hidden within, faint and elusive.

As if making one feel caught between ice and fire.

"Mother!" Golden Horn and Silver Horn exclaimed in delight— then were struck by the focused Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

Instantly suffering severe injuries.

"Hmph!" the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons let out a cold snort, auspicious clouds forming under his four feet, about to approach.

At that very moment, a large hand descended from the sky, reaching for the Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons, gripping the fur at the back of her neck.

The originally mighty Great Immortal Who Subdues Dragons instantly shrank into a ball, seized by the large hand and flown into the sky, vanishing without a trace.

"..."

"Mother?"

Golden Horn widened his eyes, Silver Horn instinctively asked a question— then were struck by Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, flung backward, unable to rise again.

"Wait!"

"We want to see the Demon Lord!"

"We are disciples of the Supreme Sect! You cannot decide arbitrarily! I demand to see the Demon Lord!"

The lowing of the Azure Ox Spirit echoed through the clouds.

"Demon Lord, I am truly a disciple of the Supreme Sect—"

"Nonsense!"

Ao Yu struck with a claw— the phantom of a dragon's claw appeared, gouging into the Azure Ox Spirit's back, then with a violent pull, the entire white spinal column was torn out and extracted.

The massive body of the Azure Ox Spirit crashed heavily to the ground.

"Silence!" Tang Sanzang stood before the not-yet-dead Azure Ox Spirit, "You demons in the lower realms— in such a short time, you have created boundless killing karma, bringing disaster to one region, and still dare to seek survival?"

"..." The Green Ox Spirit spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Wait, aren't you the Great Heavenly Demon's pawns? Isn't what you're saying wrong?

A bit of blood-food, that's all; what are you angry about, really?

"You demons and monsters want to die, those masterminds behind the scenes who deliberately let you loose upon the lower realm to wreak havoc, all the gods and Buddhas filling the heavens, are also guilty, all must accept punishment!"

Tang Sanzang's hand descended, his palm thoroughly turning golden.

The Green Ox Spirit's body shattered with a boom, struck until both form and spirit were extinguished.

"Amitabha." Tang Sanzang pressed his palms together; he gradually found the path he ought to walk.