Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

He didn't point it out either, since he was here for the same reason. If he did, it would only leave awkwardness. So he said, "Ah, what a coincidence, I also received a message from Buddha Ancestor, coming to assist the Tang Monk and his disciples."

After exchanging a glance, neither party said anything more—it was just formalities, after all. The true purpose of their visit was clear to both of them.

Parting the clouds and looking toward Green Screen Mountain, the area was already filled with rising dust; massive shockwaves continuously washed over the ground, hurling rocks around and causing thuds as they hit between the cliffs.

Precious Moonlight Buddha was taken aback at the sight. He had long heard that the Bull Demon King's strength was extraordinary but had always scoffed at the notion. Among today's demon race, there were few true experts worthy of attention, probably just hyped reputations, he thought. Now, without even seeing him in person, but witnessing just the aftermath of the battle, his strength was evident.

Completely dispensing with the contempt in his heart, Precious Moonlight Buddha was already considering how to connect with the Bull Demon King. After all, such combat power was rare in the three realms today, and if he could win him over, it would be a great achievement.

At the same time, in the Heavenly Court, Li Jing also asked Nezha, "What do you think of the Bull Demon King's strength?"

Nezha, observing the distant battlefield, pondered for a moment and said, "Although I haven't seen him in person, the scale of this battle is extraordinary. I have always heard of his famed might within the demon race and have never had the chance to meet him until today—I hope my wish will be fulfilled."

Nezha's words were full of battle intent, and even the surrounding Heavenly Generals could feel his forcefully suppressed vigorous fighting spirit; they exchanged glances, knowing that the Third Prince had met a formidable opponent.

Li Jing said with a smile, "You have always hoped to follow in your Brother Yang's footsteps and probe the Five Qi toward the origin. This is a good opportunity since only the utmost refinement in battle can allow one to transcend that threshold."

Nezha had been stuck in this realm for many years now, and with the opportunity now before him, he could barely contain himself, his face stern and silent as his eyes, fixed ahead, seemed almost to be shooting flames.

Li Jing, however, considered carefully. From Nezha's words, he could discern the emphasis on the Bull Demon King—a figure of considerable strength, it would be a great benefit to recruit him during this opportunity.

So, he instructed Nezha, "In the upcoming great battle, be careful not to take his life. It would be best if you could recruit him!"

"Once the battle starts, I will inevitably go all out, and I might not be able to hold back by then," Nezha slightly frowned as he spoke.

"My son, don't worry. Prioritize your breakthrough; if you can't hold back in the end, it won't matter much," Li Jing naturally understood the priorities. If Nezha could successfully transcend the Five Qi toward the origin, he would be the first Great Divine Power in their family—Li Jing was clear about what was more critical.

The vast armies from the eastern and western regions charged into the dust, catching sight of the two currently engaged in a fierce battle.

However, to their surprise, the two individuals fighting were not the Monkey and the Bull Demon King, but Zhu Bajie, wielding his nine-toothed rake, fiercely contending with the Bull Demon King.

A stunned expression appeared on Li Jing's face. He turned to Nezha and asked, "Am I seeing things, or is that Marshal Canopy fighting with the Bull Demon King?"

"You are not mistaken; it is indeed him," Nezha confirmed.

On another side, Precious Moonlight Buddha was also somewhat surprised as he asked Sage Garuda beside him, "Is the person fighting the Bull Demon King below the second disciple of Tang Monk, Zhu Wuneng?"

Sage Garuda had been secretly protecting Tang Monk and was thus very familiar with the whereabouts and information of the master and disciples. He smiled and said to Precious Moonlight Buddha, "That is indeed Zhu Wuneng. He was once the Marshal Canopy in the Heavenly Court, who, due to drunken misconduct towards Chang'e, was banished to the mortal world and mistakenly born into a pig, thus taking on this appearance."

"Although I have long resided in Mount Ling, I had heard that this second disciple was lazy and gluttonous with mediocre strength. However, it seems the rumors are not true," Precious Moonlight Buddha remarked, glancing at Sage Garuda, implying that he had not reported truthfully.

Sage Garuda also responded with a bitter smile, "I also didn't know. He was always avoiding troubles and staying behind, never seen him take action like this before."

Who knows what medicine Zhu Bajie had taken, he suddenly became so fierce, exchanging blows evenly with the Bull Demon King, Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven. Was this still the Zhu Bajie from before? Sage Garuda even wondered if Zhu Bajie had been possessed by someone else. Stay tuned for updates on My Virtual Library Empire

"It seems I had underestimated the Heavenly Court in the past. I never imagined such experts would also be banished to the mortal realm. No wonder the Jade Emperor is called the supreme of all realms. I wonder what sort of scene it would be if the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, who once caused Havoc in Heaven, truly took action," Precious Moonlight Buddha sighed.

He was a Buddhist Practitioner from Xiniu Hezhou, who had been devoutly cultivating in Mount Ling and had not traveled between the three realms; thus, many of his opinions about people were based merely on hearsay. This mission to Green Screen Mountain had opened his eyes, and his previously arrogant mindset had completely vanished.

He finally understood why Maitreya Buddha was so eager to expand the influence of Buddhism; if All Saints were to transcend, Buddhism was not as strong as imagined.

With this thought, he took a deep breath to calm his excited emotions and said to the people around him, "Prepare to provide support at any time."

At this moment, Zhu Bajie had already abandoned his previously careless demeanor. His nine-toothed rake whirling fiercely in the air, the immense force tore through the atmosphere, sending currents of air relentlessly toward the face of the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King, unwilling to show weakness, roared loudly, "Thunderclap!"

The enormous sound reverberated through heaven and earth. Some weaker Heavenly Soldiers and Buddhist Soldiers immediately had blood streaming from their ears, causing the generals to hurriedly order them to retreat. This level of battle was beyond such weak individuals.

Endless gusts of wind spread out from the two fighters, whipping up sand and rocks into a terrifying sandstorm. The once picturesque Green Screen Mountain was now in complete disarray, with countless wild animals and birds perishing in this undeserved disaster.

Zhu Bajie stepped back a few paces, with faint traces of thunder flickering over his rake. He tightened his grip on the nine-toothed rake, the immense force transmitted from the weapon numbing his palms.

"What a formidable Demon Lord," Zhu Bajie exclaimed in admiration, continuing the fight with his rake, a departure from his usual deceptive tricks.

If it were the Bull Demon King of old, a vigorous battle like this would surely have him laughing heartily, but today, he was merely a puppet controlled by the Nether River, wearing a sinister smile on his face, yet his attacks were as swift as ever, raising his iron rod to strike at Zhu Bajie.

The massive booming sound once again echoed across heaven and earth, both combatants were ruthless, each blow delivered with full force.