Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

"Kill!"

Within the Lion Camel Cave, Sun Wukong and the Horned Sage were locked in fierce battle. The Horned Sage's gaping maw threatened to swallow the sky whole, as Sun Wukong summoned his Furious Giant Ape avatar for a two-on-one assault, completely fearless.

However, on the other side, things weren't going so well for Zhu Ganglie. With his binding spell's time limit up, he was once again sealed.

Seeing his chance, the Spiritual Tooth Sage landed a blow with his snout on Zhu Ganglie's body. Zhu Ganglie felt as though his soul had been whipped, screaming in pain at the top of his lungs. Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire

The Spiritual Tooth Sage sneered, "Die, pig, scream all you want! The more you enjoy it, the more excited I get!"

In the midst of speaking, the Spiritual Tooth Sage struck repeatedly, his nose violently lashing Zhu Ganglie's body, leaving him feeling as if his soul itself was being torn to shreds. Aside from agonized screams, he could do nothing.

Just then, the Horned Sage shouted, "Second brother, hurry up and finish off that pig, then come help me!"

The Spiritual Tooth Sage nodded, "Alright, big brother!"

With a kick, the Spiritual Tooth Sage knocked Zhu Ganglie to the ground, his spear aimed at Zhu Ganglie's face as he sneered, "Die, pig, you can go to hell now!"

Zhu Ganglie cried out desperately, "Master, save me!"

The Spiritual Tooth Sage disdainfully said, "Master? Even if Buddha himself came today, he couldn't save you, let alone your useless master?"

Just then, a voice rang out, "You with the rooster face, I dare you, say that again!"

The Spiritual Tooth Sage was startled and turned to look...

Boom!

The third gate was kicked open by a colossal foot.

Then, a monk wearing a Kasaya, with a shiny bald head and an extraordinarily solemn expression, walked in.

"So you're Tang Sanzang? Good, I was just about to catch you!"

The Spiritual Tooth Sage didn't waste words—he leaped into the air towards Tang Sanzang, flinging his snout at him.

Yet a large hand casually grabbed his snout and, to his horrified gaze, flung it with force!

Bang!

The Spiritual Tooth Sage was thrown to the ground, followed by the monk's foot stamping on his face and smashing his head into the dirt...

"I don't want to talk to someone with a rooster on his face, so just die!"

Having said that, Tang Sanzang pulled hard, and with a sickening rip, the Spiritual Tooth Sage's snout was torn off, blood spraying out!

In his wail of agony, the Spiritual Tooth Sage gathered his full strength in an attempt to fight back, but the foot on his face merely pressed down slightly harder!

Boom!

The Spiritual Tooth Sage's head exploded on the spot, and before his spirit in the sea of consciousness could escape, it was crushed into oblivion!

Hearing the scream of the Spiritual Tooth Sage, the Horned Sage suddenly turned his head, only to be met with the bald head of a monk and a fist coming straight at him!

The terrifying Fist Power seemed to concentrate in an instant, with the power of destruction swirling around it, and the breath of death overwhelming him.

The last time the Horned Sage had felt such a clear scent of death had been in the midst of the battle of ten thousand immortals.

He never imagined that in this era, where Saints were in seclusion and demigods did not appear, someone could still instill in him such a feeling...

"Who are you?" the Horned Sage asked instinctively.

But the Fist Power was already upon him, and in a hurry, he transformed into a form with three heads and six arms. Both the steel blade and his six arms were spread across his front, attempting to withstand the force of that single punch.

The steel blade that could split the mighty Jingu Bang was like paper mache. It hadn't even touched the fist before it was shattered by the force of the Qi, his six arms subsequently turning to ash, and finally, in despair, his head was blown apart by a punch...

Before he died, he faintly heard a voice: "I... Tang Sanzang!"

"Is this Tang Sanzang? So terrifying?"

Only at the time of his death did the horned immortal realize he had made a grave mistake, a colossal mistake!

This bald man, in an era without Saints, simply could not be matched by human strength...

"No wonder Mount Ling urged us to retreat, no wonder no one dares to stay on the Western Heaven Road, no wonder the Bodhisattvas were extorted by him, no wonder... I regret it!"

As the horned immortal wailed in his heart, the last bit of his True Spirit was destroyed by the Fist Power, and he completely vanished from this world.

One kick, one punch, and just like that, two immensely powerful demons disappeared.

Not long ago, Lion Camel City.

Lion Camel City covered tens of thousands of miles, with splendid towers and pavilions lining the streets...

Only, there were no humans in this great city, the ground was walked and the skies flown by demons alone.

A group of monsters carrying a white horse rushed straight into the palace.

Seated in the palace's annex was the Third King, the Golden Winged Great Peng!

At this moment, the Golden Winged Great Peng frowned deeply, his face full of gloom.

Behind him was the palace's backyard, unlike the front yard, the backyard was nestled against mountains and water, with fragrant flowers and the sound of birds among the waterside pavilions; even the demons had transformed into human forms, mostly female, providing a pleasant sight as they bustled about...

At the backyard's entrance stood a separate gate with the words: Peacock Villa inscribed on it.

At the door of the villa stood two pretty yet not overly seductive female demons, with a bit of a celestial air about them.

Both wore a helpless look as they faced the human-shaped Golden Winged Great Peng.

The Golden Winged Great Peng at this moment, handsome in appearance, but his nose was hooked like an eagle's, giving him a somewhat sinister look.

With a troubled expression, the Golden Winged Great Peng called into the mansion, "Princess, please don't be angry... I truly like you. If you really don't want to marry me tomorrow, we can marry the day after tomorrow..."

"Jin Yi, listen well, I will not marry you. You can leave now; stop bothering me!" A cold female voice came through and then the door slammed shut, leaving no more sound.

The Golden Winged Great Peng was filled with frustration. He had pursued the Peacock Princess for hundreds of years, having exhausted all methods without ever winning her heart. Now, in desperation, he was considering using force...

Yet, if he really used force, he felt somewhat reluctant.

Just then, a little demon reported, "Great King, we have found an exceptionally handsome white horse on the mountain, a rare find that the Princess might like."

Upon hearing this, the Golden Winged Great Peng's interest was piqued. He vaguely remembered that the Peacock Princess seemed quite fond of white horses, having mentioned it in passing.

However, only wild beasts turned demons were on the mountain; there were indeed no purebred white horses!

He immediately exclaimed, "Bring it here; let me have a look."

Then, he saw the distant gate open, and a group of little demons carrying a bound white horse rushed in.

The white horse's mouth was securely gagged...

The Golden Winged Great Peng frowned and said, "I told you to lead it here; why have you carried it? And why is its mouth also gagged?"

The leading little demon replied with a bitter smile, "Great King, although the white horse has a fine lineage, it is very wild and hard to tame. As soon as we put it down, it would break into a run... and it's incredibly swift. If it hadn't fallen into a pit, we brothers wouldn't have been able to catch him.

Moreover, this fellow has a foul mouth – if not gagged, as soon as he opens his mouth, he starts to curse."