Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 389 Yang Jian becomes a demon, Erlang the Demon!
Guanjiangkou, where Yang’s residence was located in the past.

"Erlang..."

"Erlang..."

"Erlang..."

The low and mournful call, like a whisper in the night wind, echoed in Yang Jian's ears again and again.

He once again witnessed the tragic deaths of his father and elder brother, and the miserable imprisoned figure of his mother…those long-forgotten scenes, like uncovered scars, once again appeared before him with incredible clarity.

Yang Jian was in the situation himself, his heart was torn as if by a knife. The sadness and pain seemed to tear his soul apart.

A tear of blood actually flowed from the Eye of Heaven. That tear of blood contained endless pain and sorrow, which was the unspeakable pain in his heart.

"Hiss..."

The three-headed dragon on the three-pointed knife, this spiritual creature that has fought side by side with Yang Jian for many years, seemed to feel the deep pain in its master's heart at this moment.

It let out a mournful and shrill cry, which was full of sympathy and sorrow for Yang Jian, as if it was also heartbroken by his plight.

At this moment, Yang Jian seemed to have returned to the past full of blood and killing.

Those memories that were buried deep in his heart, those fragments of memory wrapped in the rhyme of the Mountain-Splitting Axe, suddenly rioted.

Huge waves arose in his sea of ​​consciousness, so vast that they almost drowned his sanity.

His father's tragic death, his elder brother's sacrifice, his mother's imprisonment... every scene was as clear as yesterday, piercing his heart again and again like a sharp blade, making him feel so miserable that he could hardly breathe.

He remembered the determination he had shown when he split the mountain to save his mother, but he could only watch his mother exhaust her energy during the suppression and pass away shortly after being rescued.

That helplessness and despair still follows him till now and has become an eternal pain in his heart.

He held the Divine Axe of Splitting Mountains, and fought his way up to the Thirty-Three Heavens, attacking the Lingxiao Palace, to avenge his parents and brothers...

In that battle, he fought till the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and blood flowed like a river...

And later...

however.

That hatred and pain, like a never-fading brand, was deeply engraved in Yang Jian's heart. No matter how time passed or how the wind and rain washed away, it could not erase it in the slightest.

"It turns out that the True Lord's Dao heart had already cracked at that time."

The Monkey King's words carried a hint of playfulness and sarcasm, as if he was appreciating Yang Jian's inner struggle and pain, and as if he was reminding Yang Jian that his inner wounds had never truly healed.

The Monkey King chuckled and continued:

"But what a good True Lord Erlang Xiansheng is. He actually used the Dao rhythm of the Mountain-Splitting Axe to wrap up the inner demon and suppress it..."

"This kind of method is really admirable."

There was a hint of approval in the Monkey King's words, but more of it was provocation and temptation, as he wanted to see just how far Yang Jian could endure.

"But have you really forgotten the hatred of your father, your mother, and your eldest brother?"

The Monkey King's words suddenly became sharp, like a sharp sword, piercing deep into Yang Jian's soul.

He tried to uncover the scar that seemed to have healed but was actually still bleeding, so that Yang Jian would once again face the pain he could not forget.

"Yang Jian, do you still want to serve this heavenly court that killed your father, killed your brother, and imprisoned your mother?"

These questioning voices exploded in Yang Jian's ears like thunder, and every word hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

In the illusion of the Karma Fire Red Lotus, these questions came one after another, like a tide, directly pressing into Yang Jian's mind.

These questioning voices were not only questions to Yang Jian, but also a torture to his heart, making it impossible for him to escape or evade.

Each of these questions was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Yang Jian's heart and causing waves of pain.

"call!"

Yang Jian closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

Yang Jian knew very well that if he opened his third eye, he would be able to see through this illusion.

He could see that everything before him was just an illusion created by the Monkey King.

However, Yang Jian did not choose to open his third eye to see through this illusion.

Because he knew clearly that these seemingly illusory images were actually the most real and bloody memories deep in his heart.

This is also himself.

He could never let it go, nor could he be free.

He can break the illusion before his eyes.

But can he break the memory deep in his heart?

These memories are his inner demons, the pain and hatred that he cannot escape.

……

now.

The memory fragments of the Karma Fire Red Lotus were like a sharp shovel, digging into the wounds deep in his heart and displaying the bloody memories that he had tried hard to bury in front of Yang Jian.

The crack in his heart was like an abyss, having already penetrated deep into his bone marrow, making it difficult to reach and even more difficult to heal.

All these years.

He could only endure the pain silently.

Deep in the heart of every living being in this world, there is a sleeping devil.

It is silent, but ready to go.

With just a slight change of thought, it is possible to break free from the shackles and wreak havoc in the heart.

The boundary between gods and demons is blurred, separated by only a thought. This is the true meaning of "Gods and demons in one thought".

Human hearts are fickle, like clouds covering the moon; a single thought can turn a person from a god into a demon.

It just depends on when the hidden devil will be released, break free from its restraints, and wreak havoc in our hearts.

And hatred.

Hatred is the evil hidden in Yang Jian's heart.

It lurks like a sleeping volcano, quietly accumulating destructive power deep in Yang Jian's heart.

This hatred is like the underground fire rolling in the magma, hot and violent.

The more Yang Jian suppressed his hatred, the hotter the volcano became, and the more it longed to erupt!

It longs to release the anger and pain that has been suppressed for so long.

Can Yang Jian really forget the hatred of his father’s murder, his brother’s murder, and his mother’s imprisonment?

This hatred has long been deeply engraved in the depths of his soul and cannot be erased.

One day, this oppression reaches its limit.

The volcano will erupt with a loud bang, spewing out endless magma and fire, burning everything that stands in its way to ashes and turning it into nothingness!

At this moment.

The bloody scar was once again ruthlessly displayed in front of Yang Jian, like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into his heart.

In Yang Jian's heart, a storm has risen, gods and demons are fighting, in a moment, where will he go?

Seeing the tragic deaths of his father and elder brother, and his mother being imprisoned... those bloody scenes cut Yang Jian's soul like a sharp blade. Hatred was like poison, injecting into his heart and awakening the sleeping devil.

Yang Jian's heart was broken, his nails dug deeply into his palms with his clenched fists, blood oozed out, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

I just felt that the long-suppressed hatred in my heart was like volcanic lava, rolling and boiling in my chest, and suddenly broke through the restraints and erupted completely.

"what!"

Yang Jian cried out to the sky, his voice filled with endless pain and anger, as if it was going to shake the entire world apart.

Perhaps, the only one who can defeat Yang Jian is himself.

There is only his own inner struggle and contradiction.

In an instant.

Yang Jian's silver armor and silver robe were eroded by the murderous aura and hatred, and turned into black armor and black robe. The black color was like the dark curtain in the middle of the night, enveloping him completely.

His eyes became cold and resolute, as if they could see through all obstacles and the hypocrisy and cruelty of the world.

this moment.

Yang Jian seemed to be enveloped by surging murderous aura and deep and heavy hatred, and his momentum was as fierce as a violent storm sweeping across the earth, unstoppable.

Yang Jian seemed to have returned to the moment when he split the mountain to save his mother, fought his way to the thirty-three heavens, and cut through all obstacles along the way.

At that time, he would kill gods and Buddhas to avenge his parents and brothers, just to rescue his imprisoned mother.

He, Yang Jian, also once held high the "anti-heaven banner" and stood up.

He was also Yang Jian who was "anti-heaven and free" and avenged his parents and brothers.

Yang Jian, the son of man and god.

He has two completely different bloodlines flowing in his body: human and divine.

Yang Jian is complicated by nature.

He is both God and man.

He has both divinity and humanity.

In him, divinity and humanity are intertwined, together shaping his unique and complex character.

As a god, Yang Jian has the responsibility to uphold order and protect the people.

As a human being, Yang Jian has a deep love for his family and a persistence in hatred.

However, at this moment, the deep-seated hatred surged out like a flood, drowning all love and reason.

If Yang Jian in silver armor and silver robe is the incarnation of "God-Yang Jian", he is a god who upholds order and protects the people.

His divinity and his adherence to order prevailed in his heart, and his divinity overshadowed his personality.

However, in this blink of an eye, a demon hidden deep in the heart suddenly awakened like a sleeping beast, broke free from the constraints of the godhead, and began to rage wildly.

It occupied Yang Jian's mind, took control, and pulled him into the abyss of darkness.

At this moment, Yang Jian is no longer the "God - Yang Jian" who protects the people, but has turned into the "Devil - Yang Jian".

One thought creates gods and demons, gods and demons create one thought.

Divinity is Yang Jian, and humanity is also Yang Jian.

Both are Yang Jian. He is a god (man) whose divinity and humanity are intertwined.

And this moment.

Yang Jian has been possessed by a demon.

He is no longer the compassionate and protective "Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun", but has turned into the "Erlang Demon King" who is deeply driven by hatred.

His eyes were flashing with flames of madness and hatred, as if the entire world had become his enemy, waiting for him to wield the power in his hands and destroy it completely.

He will use his own strength to destroy all obstacles that block his progress and seek justice for his beloved family and the hatred he cannot forget.

"Yang Jian, why don't you come with us to the Lingxiao Palace and kill the old Jade Emperor with your own hands."

The Monkey King used the illusion of the Karma Fire Red Lotus to try to incite Yang Jian's anger.

"Revenge for my father and brother!"

The Monkey King continued to exaggerate, and every word seemed to have a hook, trying to draw out the pain and anger deep in Yang Jian's heart.

However, Yang Jian just glanced at the Monkey King coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips, which was full of contempt and disdain.

Then, he uttered a sentence as cold as ice:

"You're too noisy."

His voice was low and full of murderous intent, and every word seemed to contain endless magic power, like a thorn of ice, piercing straight into people's hearts, making people feel cold and shudder.

At this moment, Yang Jian exuded tremendous demonic power, and the "power of hatred" surged in his body, pushing him to an unprecedented peak state.

Purple lightning suddenly burst out from Yang Jian's third eye, flashing with a light of destruction.

At that moment, the silver divine pattern on his forehead suddenly turned into ink-black, as black as ink, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

Driven by hatred, the Heaven's Eye actually turned into the "Devil's Eye"!
The evil eye exudes endless magic power and murderous intent.

at the same time.

The black armor and black robe instantly covered Yang Jian's entire body.

Yang Jian's figure is lonely and cold, like a demon god crawling out from the depths of hell, descending to the world with endless murderous intent and hatred.

"Ant, die!"

At this moment, the three-pointed, double-edged spear in Yang Jian's hand turned into a giant axe ten thousand feet long. The axe was filled with the overwhelming hatred of splitting the mountain to save his mother, and he chopped it down at the Monkey King's head.

That axe was so powerful that it seemed to be able to split the sky and earth, cut off the mountains and rivers, and divide the entire world into two.

Wherever the axe light passed, mountains broke, the earth trembled, and murderous intent surged like a tide.

It's truly an earth-shattering power!

As the saying goes: "Washed to be three times weaker, possessed by a demon ten times stronger!"

Love has weaknesses.

Love gives people concerns and things they love, and these things they love are precisely a person’s biggest weaknesses.

Hateful, no.

Hate, completely different.

Hate has no weaknesses because it seeks no reward, does not care about the consequences, and its only purpose is destruction.

It does not have the tenderness and tolerance of love, but only endless destruction and devastation.

Driven by hatred, people can become extremely powerful, even beyond their own limits!

At this moment, the "devil - Yang Jian" exudes terrifying demonic power, and his strength is unknown how many times stronger than that of the "god - Yang Jian".

It was no longer pure divine power, but a fusion of magical power of hatred, anger, and destruction, making him stronger and more terrifying than ever before.

now.

The murderous intent of "Erlang Demon God Yang Jian" is like a materialized blade, so sharp that it seems able to cut through the void and cut off the life of all living things.

now.

In Yang Jian's "magic eye", all obstacles seem so small and so vulnerable.

Be it the mountains, rivers, or the Monkey King in front of him, they are nothing more than ants on his road to revenge!

His three-pointed, double-edged sword flashed a cold light in the night, and ripples of magical power flowed on the blade, squirming like a living thing, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

This magic blade seems to be able to cut off all the grudges and hatreds in the world.

And when Yang Jian directed his murderous intent towards the Monkey King, the illusion of the red lotus of karmic fire seemed to lose all its power and brilliance in an instant.

In the face of Yang Jian's murderous intent, it seemed so fragile and vulnerable.

There was a "pop" sound.

The illusion of the Karma Fire Red Lotus suddenly shattered and turned into sparks that dissipated in the night sky.

Yang Jian's blade pierced through the illusion of the karmic fire red lotus and pierced straight into the Monkey King's soul.

At that moment, the Monkey King felt an unprecedented murderous intent surging like a tide, striking deep into his soul.

That murderous intent contained Yang Jian’s endless hatred and destructive power.

The Monkey King felt that his soul was being torn apart by a powerful force. The pain was unbearable. He could not help but let out a "wow" and blood spurted out like a fountain.

The Monkey King’s face instantly turned as pale as paper, and he was dying.

It was obviously the backlash of the spell that had put him on the brink of life and death.

"Hehehe..."

Yang Jian looked at the Monkey King coldly, with a hint of cruelty and pleasure in his eyes.

Yang Jian slowly put away his three-pointed, double-edged sword, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.

That sneer was full of contempt and disdain.

For Yang Jian, the defeat of the Monkey King was just a small episode on his road to revenge. His goal was the higher sky, the endless hatred and destruction!

Xiao Chen looked at the possessed "demon - Yang Jian" in front of him, and muttered to himself:
"This disaster is really huge..."

He knew very well that the Yang Jian in front of him had been completely possessed by a demon, emitting monstrous demonic energy from his body. It seemed as if he was ready to attack the heaven at any time and set off an unprecedented bloody storm.

Once Yang Jian goes to war with the Heavenly Court, it will be a catastrophe for the entire Three Realms, and countless lives will suffer.

I'm afraid the sky is about to collapse!
"Hey……"

"This matter has caused..."

Xiao Chen felt a headache and thought to himself.

The original plan was to go to "Heaven to steal treasures", but now it seems, is it still possible to go to Heaven to steal treasures?

I'm afraid this plan is going to fail.

Yang Jian's sudden change made the whole situation confusing.

Or, is he going to take advantage of the time when "Yang Jian is causing chaos in the Heavenly Palace" to fish in troubled waters in the Heavenly Palace?
But doing so would undoubtedly be like trying to pull chestnuts out of the fire, and would be extremely risky.

Anyway.

Right now, Guanjiangkou has become a place of trouble and it is not advisable to stay here for long.

Xiao Chen knew very well that he had to evacuate with the injured Monkey King as soon as possible and stay away from this vortex of right and wrong.

then.

Xiao Chen hurried away carrying the injured Monkey King on his back, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Only the land of Guanjiangkou, filled with murderous intent and demonic power, remained, as if whispering of the coming storm.

Drain the estuary.

The night was as dark as ink, deep and depressing, as if shrouding the entire world in chaos.

The wind from Guanjiangkou, with a hint of chill and solemnity, blew across the land of the former Yang Mansion like a sharp blade, making bursts of whimpering sounds.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand was filled with murderous intent and shone as coldly as lightning, as if it could split open all grudges and entanglements in the world and sever all ties of love and hatred!
But who doesn’t want to take revenge?

Yang Jian was dressed in a black robe and black armor, with an upright posture. He stood like a rock in this precarious world, his body firm and incomparable.

The night wind raged and howled, but it could not shake him at all. It only made his black robe rustle like the beating of a war drum.

There was a crazy and resolute murderous intent flashing in Yang Jian's eyes. It was an oath to the heaven, to fate, and to all beings that blocked his path to revenge.

"Father, mother, elder brother..."

This "Yang Erlang" murmured in a low voice, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, hitting his heart.

Yang Erlang's eyes revealed a deep pain and anger, which was the hatred and grief that he had suppressed in his heart for many years.

Now it is finally surging out like a flood that broke through the dam.

He has made up his mind to fight his way up to the Thirty-Three Heavens, to the Lingxiao Palace, and to avenge his parents and brothers with his own hands!
This was the hatred that he had been suppressing in his heart.

Like the lava lurking beneath a volcano, it is hot and dangerous.

And at this moment, the old things were brought up again, and this hatred was completely released like a volcanic eruption.

At this moment, Yang Jian exuded a monstrous demonic aura, like a demon god walking out of the abyss of hell.

His body is filled with the power of destruction and ruin, and he vows to start an earth-shaking battle of revenge!

Become a demon, and become ten times stronger!
Yang Jian's power did not weaken in the slightest after he was possessed by the devil. Instead, it underwent a transformation like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, and was enhanced to an unprecedented level!
He seemed to have completely broken free from all the constraints and shackles in the world. The morals, rules, and destiny that once weighed heavy on him now turned into nothingness.

Yang Jian finally released the wildness and violence that had been suppressed for so long in his heart!

What “Erlang Shen Yang Jian”? That was just the past. Now there is only “Erlang Demon Shen Yang Jian”!
Only "Erlang Demon King Yang Jian" stands between heaven and earth!
"Devil - Yang Jian", he has no scruples and is no longer bound by anything. His power is even greater than the former "God - Yang Jian".

When Yang Jian's inner demon is released, when Yang Jian's hatred is no longer suppressed, when the former "Erlang Shen" turns into "Erlang Demon King".

God and devil are just a thought away. He can become a god or a devil. This is "God and devil in one thought".

"Erlang Shen" is Yang Jian, and "Erlang Mo Shen" is also Yang Jian.

He is a god who upholds order and protects the people. He has the responsibility to uphold order and protect the people.

But in his heart, there is also a deep love for his family and a persistence in hatred!

How can I ever forget the revenge for my father, mother and brothers?

The wind gradually picked up, carrying a hint of ominousness.

Perhaps, an unprecedented storm is about to sweep across the three realms.

When "Erlang Shen" turns into "Erlang Demon Shen", who in the Three Realms can stop this unparalleled demon?
(End of this chapter)