Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 843 - 746: The Strength of Tang Sanzang_3

Chapter 843 -746: The Strength of Tang Sanzang_3

“I didn’t harm the master. I would never harm the master!” Zhu Bajie muttered to himself in a daze. Hou Yi ignored Zhu Bajie and directly bent over to lift the Dragon Emperor, but just as he bent down, the Dragon Emperor, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his body fiercely. As Hou Yi was bending down while standing, the Dragon Emperor’s sharp Dragon Horn directly pierced into Hou Yi’s chest and abdomen. Hou Yi was completely unprepared for the Dragon Emperor’s sudden move and was caught off guard, taking the hit directly.

Hou Yi spat out several mouthfuls of blood, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to form any words. The Dragon Emperor then opened his eyes and clenched his right fist, punching Hou Yi who was impaled by the Dragon Horn, sending him flying. He then slowly stood up and contemptuously glanced at Hou Yi who had crashed to the ground. “Thinking you could use me, the Dragon Emperor, as a side dish, didn’t you consider whether your teeth were strong enough?” He then turned his head to look at Zhu Bajie. At this moment, Zhu Bajie was still muttering incessantly to himself, appearing mad.

“Damn you, you dared to ambush me! Even if you are Sun Wukong’s brother, I will kill you today!” With a grip in the void, the Golden Dragon Spear suddenly appeared in his right hand. Raising his hand, the Dragon Emperor planned to finish Zhu Bajie with one strike. However, just as he raised his hand, it suddenly froze in midair. No matter how much effort he exerted, he couldn’t thrust the spear down. “Benefactor, your hands are already stained with enough blood. Continuing to kill will only add to your sins. Why not stop here?” Tang Sanzang’s voice timely echoed.

The Dragon Emperor’s face turned cold with anger. “Is it you, you damn monk, playing tricks? Let go of my hand, or you will regret it!” The Dragon Emperor had no idea what method this monk used to restrain him, giving rise to some fear in his heart. In reality, after being ambushed by Zhu Bajie, though the Dragon Emperor did faint, he quickly woke up. Instead of striking at Zhu Bajie, he continued to pretend to be unconscious, wanting to understand Zhu Bajie’s true intentions. Even the Six-Eared Macaque had noticed something odd about Zhu Bajie, which the Dragon Emperor naturally also saw through.

Just a moment ago, when Tang Sanzang asked Zhu Bajie questions, the Dragon Emperor understood Zhu Bajie’s actions. It turned out that Zhu Bajie was under the command of that person, and that person’s goal was in line with his master’s—both wanted to descend to this place. After realizing this, the Dragon Emperor no longer needed to pretend. He was about to suddenly attack and kill Zhu Bajie when Hou Yi arrived.

So, the Dragon Emperor continued to feign unconsciousness. Upon hearing Hou Yi’s words, he knew Hou Yi was also under that person’s command. Seizing the moment when Hou Yi was off guard, he directly used his sharpest Dragon Horn to pierce Hou Yi’s heart. The Dragon Emperor understood his purpose of existence and thus could neither die nor let this body become someone else’s vessel, especially that person’s.

“Benefactor, you should not speak such harsh words. To make you repent for your mistakes, I vow, you, Dragon Emperor, will lose all your freedom!” As Tang Sanzang finished speaking, the Dragon Emperor still wanted to laugh. What was this, what did he mean by vowing to make him lose his freedom? But before he could laugh, he felt an unparalleled force of restraint suddenly appear, causing him to fall heavily to the ground. Upon hitting the ground, the Dragon Emperor felt a sudden surge of fear. He discovered he couldn’t speak or move, and even the circulation of his spiritual power had stopped, let alone spreading his wings to fly. Gradually, even his thoughts and consciousness began to blur. The last thought before he passed out was that he had truly lost all his freedom, including his thoughts!

“Hou Yi, you should not exist in this world. But because of your deep-seated obsessions, you have encountered numerous tribulations. I vow, you, Hou Yi, will resolve your obsessions, returning to dust and earth!” With Tang Sanzang’s words, Hou Yi’s expression changed from pain to peace. Gradually, he closed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face. As the smile grew brighter, eventually blooming like spring flowers, Hou Yi suddenly turned into a handful of yellow soil. Before he vanished, Tang Sanzang seemed to hear Hou Yi calling out a name—a name that appeared to be Chang’er!

Looking at the residue of yellow soil that was once Hou Yi, Tang Sanzang sighed softly again, shaking his head, ready to restore Zhu Bajie. However, before making a move, Tang Sanzang’s brows furrowed deeply. “Indeed, it still can’t be done? Oh, when will these karmic debts be dispelled?” As he spoke, Tang Sanzang turned to look in a certain direction. Following his gaze, they saw, in the distance, Sun Wukong.

At that moment, Xi Zhao had already eradicated the remaining consciousness of the Underworld Venerate within him, and then began to completely merge with the physical power of the Underworld Venerate. However, right at that moment, as Sun Wukong was fighting the White Dragon and Sha Wujing, he suddenly let out a furious roar. In that roar, the space behind Sun Wukong suddenly tore apart. Feeling the space tear behind him, Sun Wukong was struck by a very ominous premonition. As soon as this thought arose, the spatial rift rapidly expanded, reaching ten thousand meters high before stopping. Then, a gigantic foot extended from the rift.

“Damn, what’s happening? Why did the Underworld Venerate’s body appear on its own? What is going on? Damn it, the space is out of control!” As that foot stepped out, a leg that was thousands of meters high followed. Everyone present stopped fighting, silently watching the giant emerging from the World Within the Artifact—a giant from Sun Wukong’s inner world.

When the giant fully emerged from the rift, he stood at a towering ten thousand meters tall before everyone’s eyes.

This giant was none other than the Underworld God Army’s creation—an Underworld Venerate’s body a million years in the making! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Starting Point（qidian.com）to vote for it with recommendations and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)