Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

The horned immortal saw this and was certainly not afraid; instead, he burst into hearty laughter, "The Thirty-Six Wind and Rain Techniques of the Heavenly Constellation? Interesting... What a pity, though, back in our time, these were merely petty tricks!"

While speaking, the horned immortal opened his huge mouth wide, sucked in forcefully, and, astonishingly, swallowed the enormous dragon of wind and water whole!

Zhu Ganglie was genuinely surprised.

After all, this move of his had once caused great trouble for the unevolved Flood Demon King.

Yet now, in a single encounter, it was consumed by this lion, suggesting that the horned immortal's strength could be no less than that of the Flood Demon King after transformation—perhaps even stronger!

Nevertheless, empowered by the release of a binding seal and his newfound courage, Zhu Ganglie was undeterred and instead laughed wildly, "You can swallow, can you? Then I'll make sure you get your fill!"

The nine-toothed rake glowed once again, tore through the void, and with a thundering roar, torrents of Heavenly River Water surged towards the horned immortal.

Clearly, the horned immortal hadn't anticipated that Zhu Ganglie would still possess such combat prowess.

He might be able to swallow, but the water of the Heavenly River was endless; how could he possibly finish it?

Decisively, the horned immortal turned his gaping maw directly towards Zhu Ganglie.

Zhu Ganglie stomped his foot—Law of Heaven and Earth!

The next moment, Zhu Ganglie grew to equal the size of the horned immortal; how could he be swallowed now?

The horned immortal had to admit, "Indeed worthy of Marshal Tianpeng, truly skilled."

Having said that, the horned immortal turned serious. He raised his hand, and a steel knife fell into his grasp. With a sweeping slash, the blade shone brilliantly, reversing the currents of the Heavenly River Water.

Zhu Ganglie, on the other hand, brought his rake down, and the two immediately clashed into a muddle, with the clanging of metal ringing incessantly...

Zhu Ganglie fought more fiercely as the battle went on, while the horned immortal grew stronger with each exchange. The two matched blow for blow, and for a while, neither could emerge as the victor.

Sun Wukong watched from the side, looking for an opportunity to land a sneak attack.

Just then, the weapons of the horned immortal and Zhu Ganglie collided, shattering the Heavenly River Water and exploding the blade's light, causing both to stagger backwards!

"Now is the time!"

Sun Wukong soared into the sky, swinging his Jingu Bang towards the back of the horned immortal's head!

At the same time, he saw a streak of silver lightning suddenly appearing behind Zhu Ganglie!

Sun Wukong thought to himself, "Drat, someone's playing the same trick as me! These old demons may seem fierce, domineering, and thoughtless on the surface, but actually, they are very sly and cunning!"

However, it was already too late for Sun Wukong to stop; he could only hit harder, attempting to knock the horned immortal out cold and incapacitate him for the fight.

But...

Clang!

To Sun Wukong's surprise, another head burst out from behind the horned immortal, which opened its mouth and actually caught his Jingu Bang!

Meanwhile, the silver lightning whip had landed on Zhu Ganglie's back!

Yet, as if nothing had happened, Zhu Ganglie's clothes weren't even ripped, and there were no marks on his body.

But before Sun Wukong could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhu Ganglie's expression changed drastically!

"Awoo!!!"

Zhu Ganglie let out a piercing scream, clutching his back with his hand, rolling on the ground in agony.

Sun Wukong's mind wandered for a moment, and Qiushou Immortal suddenly spun around, sweeping his steel knife.

Sun Wukong was directly cleaved in two!

In the moment Qiushou Immortal was stunned, Sun Wukong made a "puh" sound and turned into a strand of hair, falling to the ground.

"A doppelganger?"

Qiushou Immortal frowned…

Elsewhere, Sun Wukong appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of Zhu Ganglie, and shouted sternly, "Who is it? Come out!"

"There's a path to heaven you didn't take, and no door to hell yet you forced your way in. Sun Wukong, we hadn't come looking for you yet, but you delivered yourself to our doorstep. It seems that you were destined for this calamity!"

The voice was as shrill as a woman's, but a series of thunderous footsteps followed, and out from the depths of the cave came a huge, white-haired, yellow-toothed old elephant, the second boss of Lion Camel Mountain, Lingya Immortal!

Zhu Ganglie finally pulled through at this moment, and with teeth clenched in anger, cursed, "You damn elephant trunk, what kind of hero are you to attack by stealth? Have the guts to fight me face to face for three hundred rounds!"

Lingya Immortal's face was fierce, and he sneered darkly, "Dead pig, where do you get the confidence to contend with me? Believe it or not, I'll extract your soul and tear it to shreds, piece by piece! You'll die so thoroughly that you won't even have a place to be reincarnated!"

Sun Wukong immediately understood that just now Lingya Immortal had used a Secret Technique, directly attacking the soul. Zhu Ganglie's soul had already been fiercely whipped, hence the intense pain, but no wounds were left on his body.

Sun Wukong sneered, "You elephant trunk, you do have some skill. However…just with you two pieces of rotten celery, you dare to target my master? Ridiculous!"

Qiushou Immortal snorted and said, "Sun Wukong, don't tell me you really think that holding Yang Jian to a stalemate makes you formidable? In our time, he was just a junior, not fit to show his face!"

Sun Wukong, shouldering the Jingu Bang, retorted, "What crap about seniority. If you're all really that formidable, why hide out in this mountain ravine? Come on, come one, come all, step up. I, Old Sun, will take you all on! Let me also teach you a lesson that not just any tom, dick, or harry is fit to challenge my master!"

Upon hearing this, Qiushou Immortal was instantly furious, "Good, good, good, a presumptuous monkey! If you want to die, then we brothers will grant your wish!"

Having said that, Qiushou Immortal did not waste words, wielding his broadsword as he lunged towards Sun Wukong.

In an instant, the two were tangled in conflict…

Just as Zhu Ganglie was about to lend a hand, Lingya Immortal blocked his way, pointing his long spear at Zhu Ganglie, "Die, pig, come meet your death!"

"I spit in your face, you sissy!" Zhu Ganglie cursed and, grabbing his rake, charged into battle.

The four of them fought a fierce battle, shaking the cave heaven and blessed land with thunderous roars, flames blazing, and rivers crossing the sky, its intensity unmatched.

However, their battle inside the cave heaven and blessed land did not affect the outside world at all.

Even the demons outside were unaware that their boss was locked in a fierce battle.

Millions of minor demons were in the midst of training when suddenly a bald man emerged from the woods.

The man sneakily observed them while passing by, appraising, "This one... a bit fat, that one a bit thin. This wild boar demon is not bad, would make a good stew…that tiger demon is not small-minded, his tiger head and tiger tendons would make a good stew with pheasant... That one is a spotted deer, right? I'll slice a couple of pieces of deer antler to taste later... heh, this one's good! The meaty paws of this black bear!"

Upon hearing these words, the group of demons immediately looked terrible.

Who were they?

The demons of Lion Camel Mountain!

They usually counted the humans they ate in tens of thousands, and they alone had the audacity to choose humans at will for their meals.

When had they ever been treated like livestock by a human?

Suddenly, a minor Demon King spoke up discontentedly, pointing at the bald man and shouting, "Where did this unwitting baldy come from?"

Hearing this, the bald man paused in his tracks, his body stiffening slightly. He slowly turned to look at the speaker, his gaze shifting from dull to savage. He then nonchalantly wiped away the saliva at the corner of his mouth and asked deliberately, "Who did you call baldy?"