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

Chapter 586 The Six Demon Kings of Kanyuan Mountain Gather
Human world.

Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Kanyuan Mountain.

Inside the Golden Horn Cave, the demonic aura was intense and overwhelming.

Inside the cave, several demon kings were gathered together.

The Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, the Bull Demon King; the Great Sage Who Moves Mountains, the Lion Camel King; the Great Sage Who Knows All, the Macaque King; the Great Sage Who Drives Away Gods, the Yu Rong King; and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, the Centipede Spirit, were all seated among them.

"Bull Demon King, please..."

"Lion King, please..."

"Monkey King, please..."

General Iron Bone, clad in white bone and silver armor, with green eyes that gleamed like ghostly fire, moved among the demons, pouring wine for each of the distinguished guests.

The aroma of wine filled the cave, adding to the lively and bustling atmosphere.

The demons took their seats.

Only the main seat, the seat deep within the Golden Horn Cave that once symbolized the supreme authority of Kanyuan Mountain, the seat of the Golden Horn King, is now empty.

Although the main seat was vacant, the atmosphere was not cold.

Those who disobey the commands of the Heavenly Court and disrespect the majesty of Heaven are called "demons".

A ruler who controls a region and commands countless demons is called a "Demon King".

Among demons, the supreme one is known as the "Great Sage".

The Golden Horned King is no longer here.

The one who takes the seat of honor in place of the master is the current demon king of the Ci Tie Mountains in Beiju Luzhou, known as the "Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Bull Demon King".

Now, the Bull Demon King, having inherited the legacy of the Demon Saint and taken charge of the Iron Bull Clan, is even more spirited and majestic than before.

The Bull Demon King rested his tangled arms on the stone table. His body was as burly as a mountain, his white hair was wild and cascading like a waterfall, and a pair of huge, curved bull horns gleamed with a dark luster.

A suit of dark, demonic-patterned heavy armor replaced the Bull Demon King's former slightly flamboyant attire, symbolizing his composure after taking over the Iron Demon Saint's legacy.

The unrestrained and wild nature of the past has long since been tempered into a calm and imposing presence, like a mountain range.

At this moment.

The Bull Demon King sat in command, surveying the demons within the hall, his imposing aura spreading out like a mountain.

Even when sitting still, his domineering aura, honed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, seemed to solidify, dimming the surrounding light.

His large, round eyes scanned the cave dwelling, revealing a barely perceptible concern for the empty seat.

The one sitting next to the Bull Demon King is the "Great Sage Who Moved Mountains, Lion Camel King".

Its enormous, bell-like eyes were half-closed, as if it were resting or bored. The oppressive feeling emanating from its massive body made the space inside the hall feel slightly sluggish.

His breathing sounded as if mountains were shifting.

"call……"

"call……"

"call……"

Each slow, deep breath of the Lion Camel King subtly stirred the earth's veins, producing a dull, low sound like the friction of rock layers.

Next to it is the "Great Sage Monkey King," a seasoned scout who knows everything about heaven and earth and can hear from all directions.

He held a crimson spiritual fruit in his hand, leisurely sipping fruit wine. Sometimes he would close his eyes and concentrate, his four ears twitching slightly. His divine sense seemed to have penetrated the cave walls and traveled beyond the vast sea of ​​clouds, especially locking onto a location called "South Heavenly Gate".

Opposite them was the most sinister-looking "Great Sage of Exorcism, Yu Rong King".

The King of Yu Rong was shrouded in a black robe, his face hidden in the shadows. A layer of dark, lingering mist surrounded him, within which faint, mournful shadows and low, wailing cries floated, like a ghostly realm, sending chills down one's spine.

Yu Rong Wang occasionally raised his eyelids slightly, a crimson evil light flowing in the depths of his pupils, cold and cruel, making the temperature of the warm stove and brazier in the cave seem to drop sharply.

The centipede demon, known as the "Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord," possessed a chilling and eerie aura. He sat upright in human form, his face as calm as still water, exuding the refined and slender air of a Taoist priest.

Yet it possesses an eerie and oppressive aura.

Beneath the robes of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, one could vaguely see hundreds of rays of light, as if countless compound eyes were spying in the dark, bringing a heavy sense of oppression, as if they could devour one's soul.

The atmosphere inside the hall was heavy, like leaden clouds pressing down from above.

The fine wine and delicacies exuded a unique fragrance, yet they were difficult for the demons to stomach; only the subtle clinking of glasses remained amidst the toasting and drinking.

King Yu Rong picked up the enormous jade cup, which was crystal clear and contained an enticingly colored fruit wine.

He took a small sip, the rich aroma of the fruit wine spreading in his mouth, then looked up at the Bull Demon King and asked:

"Brother Bull Demon King, when is the auspicious date for your wedding to that Rakshasa woman from the Netherworld?"

"My brothers should also make preparations for the wedding as soon as possible, so as to show our brotherhood."

Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King laughed heartily and said:

"Haha, there's no rush."

As the saying goes, brothers are like hands and feet, and women are like clothes. Clothes can be mended when torn, but how can severed hands and feet be reattached?

"We brothers swore an oath: 'We do not seek to live together, but we seek to die together!'"

"This is the bond between brothers, heavier than Mount Tai!"

"As for matters of love between men and women, even a beautiful woman like Rakshasa is ultimately nothing more than an external thing to me, the Bull Demon King!"

After saying this, the Bull Demon King suddenly picked up the huge goblet in front of him, tilted his head back and drank the amber-colored liquor in one gulp. As his Adam's apple bobbed, his copper bell-shaped eyes turned slightly red.

His gaze swept over the empty throne, and the Bull Demon King said with heartfelt sincerity:
"And now, my virtuous brother Jinjiao is still in the Heavenly Realm, his fate unknown."

"While we are here toasting and drinking, he is alone navigating the treacherous heavens. How can I, an old ox, possibly be in the mood for the joys of marriage?"

"Where would they find the leisure and inclination to prepare for a wedding celebration?"

After speaking, the Bull Demon King slammed his wine cup down with a loud thud, causing it to collide with the stone table, which trembled slightly.

He continued:
"Let's wait until Brother Golden Horn returns safely before we go to the Underworld to fetch the bride."

"Moreover, it would be a pity if Brother Jinjiao were not present for such an important life event."

"Let's wait for Brother Golden Horn."

"At that time, we brothers will gather together and go to the underworld to fetch our brides!"

"At that time, drinking three hundred cups of wine and sharing that joyous and exhilarating feeling would be the true joy! That would be worthy of our brotherhood!"

"How delightful it would be to share a celebratory drink!"

As the saying goes, the strongest bond is one for those who have fought side by side, shared the spoils together, and...

Back then, the Lion Camel King and the Golden Horn King risked their lives together to rescue prisoners from the Heavenly Court.

Later, the Golden Horned King traveled all the way to Beiju Luzhou to help the Lion Camel King reclaim the mountain.

The friendship between us has long been deep.

"it is good!"

The Lion Camel King's half-closed giant eyes suddenly snapped open, accompanied by the sound of a mountain collapsing, and his deep voice echoed like rolling thunder:
"What my elder brother says makes sense!"

"The safety of our Golden Horn brothers is indeed of paramount importance. We brothers are one, and we should wait together with one heart and face the difficulties together."

The Bull Demon King turned his gaze to the Macaque King, whose information network was the best and whose hearing could reach even the Heavenly Court, and asked:

"Brother Monkey King, you went to spy outside the South Heavenly Gate a few days ago. Did you notice anything unusual?"

The words fell.

The Iron-Boned General, who was standing to the side, moved his silver helmet slightly, and the green flames in his eye sockets flickered intensely.

He bowed deeply and pressed the Monkey King for an answer:

"Monkey King, have you found out anything about my king in the Heavenly Realm recently?"

"Your subordinate is anxiously awaiting news, and I humbly request that you reveal any clues whatsoever!"

Upon hearing this, the Monkey King put down his wine cup, his eyes gleaming, and said solemnly:
"Brother Bull Demon King and General Iron Bone, please rest assured."

"I am the Great Sage of Ventilation, with four ears that can hear all the sounds of the three realms."

“I made an agreement with Brother Jinjiao that day: when a yellow wind suddenly rises outside the South Heavenly Gate, piercing the sky and tearing through the clouds, it will be a signal to send a message and a call for help.”

"Over the years, I have often concealed my tracks, sneaking to the South Heavenly Gate to spy, but..."

At this point, the Monkey King shook his head slightly, his expression solemn:

"Outside the South Heavenly Gate, the gatekeepers and golden-armored generals came and went as usual, and the patrolling star officials followed their duties... but there was not a trace of the 'Samadhi Divine Wind'!"

"The wind has stopped, the clouds have dispersed, and all is calm and still; there has been no news whatsoever!"

The Bull Demon King waved his hand, downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, and declared with boundless pride:

"No news is good news."

"Given Brother Jinjiao's resourcefulness and cunning, coupled with his ability to change his appearance and fish in troubled waters, I reckon even if he encounters minor misfortune, he will be able to turn bad luck into good and not find himself in dire straits." "How could someone like him be so easily captured by the Heavenly Court?"

"We will wait patiently."

"Of course……"

The Bull Demon King abruptly changed the subject, a cold light flashing on his giant horns, and a resolute and murderous aura burst forth:

"If it is at the South Heavenly Gate, something unexpected will happen."

"We will immediately muster our demon soldiers, storm the Southern Heavenly Gate, and bring my virtuous brother Golden Horn home!"

"Who cares about heavenly soldiers and generals!"

"Yes!"

Inside the cave, all the demon kings responded, but in their hearts they all hoped that King Golden Horn would return safely soon so that they could work together to achieve great things.

at this time.

Suddenly, on Mount Kanyuan, the wind and clouds rose up, surging and churning!
"Wow—!"

Outside the cave, a sharp, piercing whistle suddenly rang out, capable of splitting clouds and shattering rocks, and penetrating straight to the soul!

The howl was like the awakening of an ancient divine bird, containing the ferocity of a supreme predator and the arrogance to look down upon all things!
For a while.

All spirits were terrified, their souls scattered!
The sound waves were like surging waves; wherever they passed, the birds outside the cave fluttered their wings in alarm and flew away in panic, like birds startled by a bow.

In the mountains, all the beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear. Even the fiercest tigers and leopards lay prostrate like lambs, not daring to look up!

At the summit of Kanyuan Mountain, the thick, lead-gray sea of ​​clouds that had accumulated year after year was forcibly dispersed and torn apart by this sound wave containing supreme ferocity!
It was as if the sky had been torn open by sharp claws, causing the heavens and the earth to collapse!

An invisible hurricane swept down like a raging beast, terrifying all the demons and monsters of Kanyuan Mountain. They trembled on the ground, as if the end of the world had come.

As the saying goes:
"The roc rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high. Even when the wind stops and it comes down, it can still stir up the vast ocean."

Immediately afterwards, an extremely golden streak of light, like a startled swan from beyond the heavens, pierced the sky, tore through the clouds, and arrived through the void!

Golden wings soar through the sky, like raging flames burning the heavens!

A figure swooped down with the speed of piercing through the void, leaving a scorching golden trail in its wake, like a comet striking the moon!

The roc is one of the fastest birds.

The roc moves with incredible speed, even its somersault cloud cannot catch up with it, it is as fast as light and lightning!

As the light subsided, a magnificent golden-winged roc appeared.

The roc had a wingspan of thousands of feet, its feathers gleaming like gold, radiating light and exuding divine might. Its eyes, like cold lightning, swept across the mountain peak, looking down upon all living beings!

It is:

"Golden-winged Kun with starry eyes and leopard-like gaze. When it spreads its wings, all birds hide their heads; when it stretches its sharp claws, all birds tremble with fear."

"Wow!"

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a long cry that shook the heavens. Its wings folded slightly, and its terrifying form instantly contracted and condensed, transforming into a stream of light that fell like a meteor outside the cave.

As the golden light shone, a handsome young man emerged. His face was striking, with a touch of boyishness, yet his brows held an air of dominance over the world, looking down upon all others!

It is the arrival of the "Great Sage of Chaos, Peng Demon King"!
Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Roc Demon King has grown considerably in size.

From the "Golden-Winged Little Roc" of the past, it has gradually transformed into the "Golden-Winged Great Roc" of today.

It soars through the heavens with magnificent momentum.

Its momentum is even greater than before.

Inside the cave.

The Bull Demon King sensed that familiar yet powerful aura, a bold smile spreading across his face, his voice booming like a bell:
"Hahaha! It must be my worthy brother, the Demon King Peng!"

"What a fine brother, Peng Demon King! After decades, your supernatural powers have become even more astonishing!"

"This sky-splitting roar truly possesses the might of the Roc."

The Bull Demon King laughed heartily, his imposing figure suddenly standing up, and introduced himself to the Yu Rong King:
"This virtuous brother, Peng Demon King, is a hero of the demon race whom my brother Golden Horn and I met in Beiju Luzhou. His magical power is profound, and he is the best of our demon race. You must know him."

Upon hearing that it was his king's brother who had arrived, General Tiegu hurriedly went out to greet him.

Not long after.

Tiegu then welcomed Peng Demon King into the Golden Horn Cave.

The Bull Demon King, the Lion Camel King, and other old acquaintances stepped forward, patting their chests and shoulders, laughing and joking, creating a lively and extraordinary scene.
"Peng Demon King, it's been a long time. Your power has increased greatly, and your aura is even stronger than before."

"Hahaha, my worthy brother Peng Demon King, it's been many years since we last met, and you've become even more impressive!"

"Please take a seat and try this fine wine from Kanyuan Mountain!"

……

"Greetings, Brother Bull Demon King..."

"Greetings, Brother Lion Camel King..."

With an unusual composure, the Roc Demon King greeted and exchanged pleasantries with each of the demons.

After three rounds of drinking.

Seeing the slight worry on Peng Demon King's face and not seeing any sign of Jiao Demon King, the Bull Demon King's heart sank, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Brother, you've come in such a hurry, why haven't you seen your brother, the Flood Dragon Demon King?"

"Could something have happened in the Northern Sea?"

Peng Demon King shook his head and sighed:
“My brothers are unaware of this.”

"Recently, the West Sea Dragon Palace clashed with a group of powerful Taoist immortals from the Southern Continent."

"Those immortals were ruthless and merciless, and the Western Sea army suffered repeated losses, greatly weakening its strength."

"Although Xihai Aomoang has some skills, he has also suffered heavy losses."

"Upon hearing the news, my brother, the Flood Dragon Demon King, immediately rushed from the Northern Sea to the Western Sea to lend his support to Ao Moang!"

"only……"

The worry in Peng Demon King's eyes deepened:
"The opponent seems to be quite formidable."

original.

In the thrilling Battle of Buzhouyuan in Beiju Luzhou.

The Demon King Jiao and Ao Moang fought several battles in Buzhou Abyss.

A fierce battle between the dragon and the jiao then unfolded.

After several battles, the Jiao Demon King and Ao Moang went from being at each other's throats to developing a mutual respect, and it could be said that they became friends after fighting.

Men's friendships can sometimes be that pure and direct.

They had no prior grudges against each other, and were all hot-blooded young men. After a few exchanges, a couple of drinks later, they laughed it off and let bygones be bygones, and all past grievances vanished like smoke.

From then on, the Demon King Jiao and Ao Moang became friends, and their friendship grew stronger day by day.

Ao Moang often visited the Demon Master's Palace.

Before Xiao Chen ascended to heaven, when he went to the Demon Master's Palace to pick up Jin Hu Duoduo, he encountered Ao Moang in the Demon Master's Palace.

The Demon King Jiao also frequently visited the West Sea Dragon Palace, where he would drink and chat with the other dragons of the West Sea.

For a while.

The demon kings sat together, and the conversation naturally turned to the conflict between the Dragon Palace of the West Sea and the Taoist immortals of the Southern Continent.

The Bull Demon King frowned and looked at the Monkey King, who was the most well-informed:
"Brother Monkey King, what kind of magic do these Taoist immortals from the Southern Continent possess that makes the Western Sea Dragon Clan, the ruler of the Four Seas, so troublesome and unable to deal with them?"

Upon hearing this, the Monkey King pondered for a moment, pointed to the sky, and said:
"I have also heard some of this news."

"Judging from the scattered information pieced together from the mouths of various local immortals, spirits, and ghosts,"

"These immortals possess wondrous Taoist arts, exquisite magical treasures, and extraordinary methods."

"Anyway, the methods these immortals use are... extremely orthodox!"

"This is definitely not a conflict between ordinary cultivators in the lower realms!"

"It's just like a celestial deity descending to earth to undergo tribulations and accumulate merits."

"So that's how it is! They are celestial beings descended to earth."

The Bull Demon King suddenly understood and slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming:
"No wonder the West Sea Dragon Palace is in some trouble, while the old Dragon Kings of the East Sea, South Sea, and North Sea are all standing by and watching, not sending a single soldier to help."

"So they are celestial beings. The dragon clan is hesitant to act rashly."

"Hehehe, how dare those old dragon spirits make a rash move?"

The old Dragon Kings of the East Sea, South Sea, and North Sea were afraid that if they were not careful, they would anger the Heavenly Court and bring about even greater disaster.

(End of this chapter)