Great Demon Sun Wukong

In the instant he heard the sound of shattering, Ling Weiyang’s heart skipped a beat, and a tremendous sense of crisis instantly surged within him. Without any hesitation, he abandoned his control over the Shadow Steles and the purplish glow on his body flourished. A purple Kirin phantom immediately appeared over him. Meanwhile, Ling Weiyang’s right arm shook, and his entire right hand transformed into a Kirin’s limb covered in purple scales.

By then, the Copper Coin had already penetrated the Shadow Stele before Ling Weiyang, carrying an endless aura of Blood Fiend Force as it burst towards Ling Weiyang’s face. In the critical moment, his right hand, which had turned into a Kirin’s limb, suddenly clenched into a fist, transforming his whole right fist into a Kirin’s hoof, which he then harshly struck against the side of the flying coin. The force behind the punch was tremendous, and the Asura Killing Path’s Copper Coin was instantly flung away by Ling Weiyang’s strike.

After throwing off the Copper Coin, Ling Weiyang felt his entire right arm corroded by an unstoppable Blood Fiend Force. Although his Kirin Power prevented it from spreading to the rest of his body, his right arm was temporarily rendered useless. Just then, he suddenly heard a scream from behind him. Without looking back, he recognized from the voice alone that the scream had come from Bai Zhaoju.

Suppressing the urge to look back at Bai Zhaoju, Ling Weiyang suddenly bent down and the purple Kirin phantom on his body flashed again as he burst forth. Seizing the slight delay in Zhibei’s movements caused by his full concentration on the Asura Killing Path’s Copper Coin, Ling Weiyang turned into a streak of purple light, reaching Zhibei’s front. His right hand transformed into a claw and his left into a fist. First, his left fist struck fiercely at Zhibei’s jaw, then his right claw reached straight for Zhibei’s heart. Stay updated via NovelBin.Côm

However, just as Ling Weiyang’s right claw was about to reach Zhibei’s chest, a flash of black light emerged from Zhibei’s chest, and Ling Weiyang’s assured claw strike was unexpectedly deflected, digging all five fingers into Zhibei’s left shoulder. At that moment, Zhibei also caught his breath and, with determination in his heart, he ignored the claw strike on his left shoulder as the back of his right hand suddenly began spinning wildly with eight different colors. In the center of his palm, a Bagua pattern swiftly formed into a cage-like shape and then he struck towards Ling Weiyang. @@novelbin@@

Ling Weiyang did not overreach. After landing a successful blow, he quickly retreated. At this moment, he had already far surpassed Zhibei in speed, so Zhibei’s palm strike missed, hitting nothing but air. Behind him, another scream rang out. Finally, Ling Weiyang could not help but turn to look, and upon seeing, he took a sharp intake of breath. Bai Zhaoju, who had been evenly matched with Sun Wukong, now had both his arms severed clean off.

It was clear that one arm seemed to have been sliced off by some sharp weapon, while the other appeared to have been violently torn off. At this point, Bai Zhaoju’s entire face was twisted from the intense pain. Ling Weiyang also noticed that the side of Bai Zhaoju’s body from which the arm was sliced seemed to be fiercely ravaged and destroyed by a strange blood-red energy. Shocked, Ling Weiyang was well aware of Bai Zhaoju’s strength; even he couldn’t have rendered both of Bai Zhaoju’s arms useless in such a short amount of time, unless he had entered his true Kirin form.

Could that monkey possess such formidable strength? As doubts filled his mind, the purple Kirin phantom on Ling Weiyang’s body solidified a bit further, looking barely any different from a real Kirin. With one step, Ling Weiyang appeared in front of Bai Zhaoju, while keeping a vigilant eye on Sun Wukong. At this time, however, Sun Wukong’s face was covered in blood, the look of ferocity laced with a shade of madness, inciting an involuntary sense of fear in anyone who glimpsed him.

Although Ling Weiyang experienced no fear, he was highly cautious. While Ling Weiyang dashed to rescue Bai Zhaoju, Zhibei immediately sank his body down, surprisingly not pursuing but instead descending toward the fiercely battling crowd below. As his feet touched the ground, Zhibei’s left hand suddenly pointed forward, and the Copper Coin that had attacked Ling Weiyang reappeared amongst the fighting crowd with a trail of red light.

In the span of three breaths, three heads soared to the sky. Naturally, these three heads all belonged to the Myriad Demons Country. How could these people, already at the end of their rope, withstand the Nine-Destruction Copper Coins that could even penetrate Shadow Steles? With one move killing three people, Zhibei felt waves of weakness flood his body, and his legs softened, no longer able to support him standing.

Zhibei, who had just been about to breathe a sigh of relief, seemed to sense something. Gently bending his legs, he sat cross-legged on the ground, then wiped his hands over his eyes with his right hand while his left hand took down the little turtle on his chest. He then placed the turtle on the ground, and with a beckon of his left hand, the Nine-Destruction Copper Coins were already back in his hand.

Clutching the nine Copper Coins in his left hand, he held his hand above the small turtle on the ground, took a deep breath, and slowly relaxed his grip. Without the restraint of his left hand, the nine Copper Coins clinked as they struck the small turtle’s shell and then scattered on the surrounding ground. With a light exhale, Zhibei opened his eyes and began to carefully inspect the nine Copper Coins on the ground. But after just one glance, Zhibei’s expression drastically changed.

With one hand, Zhibei had collected the nine copper coins and the little turtle, then he soared into the sky and shouted, "Netherworld forces, retreat immediately, move quickly! Sun Wukong, cease your actions and retreat!" After that, he sensed something briefly and communicated with his mind, "All five of you, retreat immediately; the situation has changed!" These words seemed to have been yelled out by Zhibei with all his strength, especially the Divine Consciousness Transmission at the end made his already somewhat pale face even paler.

Upon hearing Zhibei’s voice, without any hesitation, the Netherworld Alliance Army took to retreat. No matter how advantageous their position was, even if they were just one move away from annihilating their enemies, they all stopped their assault and retreated back the way they had come in a frenzied rush. And the Netherworld Five Battle Generals, who were in fierce combat with the Myriad Demons Country’s Five Demon Gods, were momentarily stunned upon receiving Zhibei’s Divine Consciousness Transmission. With reluctance on their faces, they immediately pulled back. Even if it meant enduring a few of the enemy’s attacks without retaliation, they retreated as swiftly as possible.

Even Sun Wukong was no exception. Although he had just severely wounded Bai Zhaoju with the help of Zhibei and was perhaps just one opportunity away from killing Bai Zhaoju on the spot, Sun Wukong did not say a word and retreated straight away. Indeed, the fact that Bai Zhaoju had both arms dislocated by Sun Wukong wasn’t solely Sun Wukong’s doing, but rather, it was a success only with Zhibei’s assistance.

This started when Zhibei fired that Asura Killing Path copper coin at Ling Weiyang. The Asura Killing Path copper coin, designed for direct physical attacks requiring blood with every hit, is one of the extremely bloodthirsty Nine-Destruction Copper Coins. Thus, after Ling Weiyang flung it away with a punch, the coin instinctively flew towards another direction where vital energy was most rampant. Additionally, with Zhibei’s deliberate guidance, a regular copper coin was indistinguishable from the Nine-Destruction Coin unless it specifically released its aura.

As a result of various coincidences and intentional actions, the coin pierced through one of Bai Zhaoju’s Shadow Steles without his knowledge and cleaved off one of his arms at the root. The Asura Killing Path coin also stayed on Bai Zhaoju’s body, infusing it with its aggressive Blood Fiend Force. The sudden attack, combined with the pain of losing an arm and the Blood Fiend Force’s frenzied erosion of his veins and blood, threw Bai Zhaoju into total disarray.

How could Sun Wukong let such an opportunity slip by? He shattered the space beneath his feet, his body vested with a black and white glow, and tore off Bai Zhaoju’s other intact arm. Shortly after, Ling Weiyang, having wounded Zhibei, rushed to Bai Zhaoju’s aid.

Ling Weiyang, who was assessing the balance of power and considering whether to use his true form, was also stunned upon hearing Zhibei’s words. In fact, everyone from the Myriad Demons Country was taken aback. Retreat? Had they heard wrong? Their own side was at an absolute disadvantage, some even preparing to use their true powers, but now they were retreating?

Because they could not be certain whether the Netherworld Alliance Army was genuinely retreating or laying a trap, they only made a symbolic few attacks before ceasing to pursue and just watched them leave. And the first to react was Ling Weiyang, as his cultivation was the highest among those present, allowing him to sense things that others couldn’t.

"Stop them, stop them! Yao Wumeng is coming with reinforcements, hurry, don’t let them escape!"

Just as Ling Weiyang’s words were spoken, someone from the Netherworld Alliance Army’s side suddenly slowed down. This person wasn’t Sun Wukong or Zhibei, nor was it either of the Domain Lord Level powerhouses, Ghost Jade or He Tu. It was the lord of the Inner City of the Netherworld World, Underworld’s Ming Wanjie! Since entering the Patrolling Celestial World, Ming Wanjie’s performance could be described as lackluster. He had not shown any remarkable performance in previous battles, which was extremely inconsistent with his status.

And now, Ming Wanjie finally decided to make his move. He spoke calmly to the rushing people from Myriad Demons Country, "Underworld descends upon the world, legions of ghosts arise!"

(Thank you to Tianxin Heidong, mmmmy5, and Qin for your rewards, much appreciated! Also, a reminder to everyone, don’t forget, ah.)