Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Lion Camel Ridge.

"Eldest brother, second brother, how do you feel about returning to this place today?" The Golden-Winged Roc stood on the cloud, looking down at the former Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, filled with emotion.

The city walls, once built from human bones, have weathered and crumbled. Dark purple poisonous mushrooms emerge from the cracks in the charred bricks. Half a wolf spirit's skull is embedded in the cracked stone at the city gate. On the land of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, weeds grow rampant, but they are all withered and yellow, drooping listlessly.

Back then, in this vast land of demons, there were over 48,000 demons. Skulls piled up like mountains, bones were displayed like dense forests, human skins hung from withered branches, human tendons were wrapped around tree trunks, thousand-foot pythons circled the city, and ten-thousand-foot snakes blocked the way.

"Today we are able to descend to the mortal realm again, which is a great fortune. We still need to plan carefully." The white elephant spirit did not show any joy. The three demons landed together in the mountains, in front of the broken demon king's palace. They had originally settled here to wait for Tang Sanzang, but now it was Sun Wukong who had taken their place.

Even though the monkey has lost its former glory and all its potential, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. If it repeats the same mistake as last time, it will likely repeat itself.

"These are all things to come later. Who knows when the monkey will arrive here? Let's regroup our troops and redecorate Lion Camel Ridge." The Green Lion Spirit gathered his energy in his dantian, and his roar was like thousands of thunderbolts grinding and exploding in his throat. The visible sound waves were like a giant green pillar piercing the sky.

The mountain trembled violently with a roar, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the rock surface, and pebbles tumbled down like raindrops.

The white elephant spirit curled its trunk slightly, followed by a deafening roar.

The massive rocks were shaken by the sound waves, causing them to rumble and tumble down, raising clouds of dust.

After his two nominal elder brothers had declared their existence, the Golden-Winged Roc sighed, "I wonder how many lesser demons are left in the mountains now, and whether they can still maintain their former prestige."

Both the green lion spirit and the white elephant spirit remained silent.

It was Dapeng who devised the plan, leading Sun Wukong to believe that Tang Sanzang had entered the stomachs of the three men, which enraged him so much that he leveled Lion Camel Ridge in one night.

But since the other party was Buddha's uncle, they couldn't say anything.

"Your Majesty! The three kings have returned!"

The three demons, each with their own ulterior motives, simultaneously heard a cry of surprise coming from the mountains. Looking closely, they saw a group of lesser demons rushing along the mountain path amidst the jingling and crackling of coconut bells. The leader wore a patrol badge around his waist, carried a flag with the character "令" (command) on his shoulder, had bells hanging from his waist, and was striking a wooden clapper in his hand.

Judging from his appearance, he was the captain of a group of patrolling goblins under his command more than a hundred years ago.

"Little Drill Wind? You're not dead!" the white elephant spirit exclaimed in surprise.

That night, if Manjushri and Samantabhadra hadn't arrived so quickly, they would probably have all died under Sun Wukong's staff. It's really strange that this little patrolling demon was able to save his life.

"Second King! Little Drill Wind has missed you so much!" When he was about five meters away from the three demons, Little Drill Wind knelt down with a thud, crawled forward on his knees, hugged the white elephant demon's leg, and began to wail.

According to his explanation, he had fallen into Sun Wukong's trap and was terrified by Sun Wukong's transformation into the Wind-Driller. That's why he led a group of patrolling demons to scatter and flee. Later, he realized that it was Sun Wukong's trap and rushed back, but it was too late. The Lion Camel Cave was wiped out overnight, and the three kings disappeared without a trace.

In his regret, he could only gather the troops who had previously fled and try to guard Lion Camel Ridge for the king. However, he was worried that the gods and bodhisattvas in the heavens would send people to besiege him, so he could only wander in the mountains and wilderness, neither daring to go deep nor willing to go far away.

"I had no idea that the little demons who patrolled the mountains back then could be so loyal," the Golden-Winged Roc sneered.

Sun Wukong's original form as the Drill Wind was exposed by him, so he was somewhat suspicious of this suddenly appearing Little Drill Wind.

However, when he asked about the past, Xiao Zuanfeng answered fluently, and he also pointed out the traps that he had secretly set. Only then did he feel a little relieved.

So he turned his attention to the other little demons behind Little Drill Wind.

Most of them are wolf demons, and fewer are bat demons. Most of them hide in the shadows and dare not see the light. Both of them have impure auras and fluctuating blood energy. Just as Little Drill Wind just said, they have not eaten human flesh for hundreds of years, which has caused their magic power to decline.

"Alright, alright, now is the time when we need manpower, so I won't pursue your crime of fleeing without a fight." The Green Lion Demon slammed his hand down, waved his hand, and ordered his little demons to plant the command flag of Lion Camel Ridge back on the mountain. He also arranged for Little Drill Wind to run around the surrounding mountains and caves to inform the surrounding demons that the three demons had returned to the human world.

"Great! Wonderful! With the names of the three kings, Lion Camel Ridge is going to be lively again!" Little Drill jumped up excitedly, suddenly transforming into a gust of wind and rushing out.

Only then did the Green Lion Spirit and the Golden-Winged Roc finally feel completely at ease.

Forms can change, appearances can be altered, but this demonic aura cannot be imitated casually.

That demonic power was mixed with Buddhist light; it was the method they had passed down that allowed one to travel eight hundred miles a day.

……

“Brother, if you’re going to the mortal realm, then so be it. Why did you make me take the name of that white-haired rat? Besides, you and your second brother have a good relationship with that monkey, so why are you also eyeing his potential?”

Outside the bottomless pit, a stunningly beautiful girl stood with her hands on her hips, completely bewildered by her third brother's behavior.

"Don't say too much, don't ask too many questions, just do as I say." Nezha rubbed the two little tufts on his sister's head. Hundreds of years have passed, and his sister has finally grown from a nine-year-old little girl into the graceful young woman she is today.

"Sigh, you know I grew up listening to stories of the Great Sage. Rather than having me deal with the Great Sage, I'd rather help you steal your father's tower." Li Zhenying sighed, feigning deep emotion.

"I already have a plan for the tower. You just need to stay here and guard it. Even if you want to help the monkey, you can't do it openly. There are people watching from above." When talking about Li Jing, a barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed in Nezha's eyes. This ruthlessness came and went quickly, and he suppressed it in no time.

"I know, I know, Third Brother, you've become so long-winded." Li Zhenying waved her hand dismissively, turned around, and transformed into a white mouse, scurrying into the hole.

“This girl…” Nezha shook his head indulgently, then slowly raised his head.

The tide has turned, and my second brother said that success or failure hinges on this moment. Since that's the case, he's no longer willing to tolerate it.

Li Zhenying's descent to the mortal realm was due to his intercession with Li Jing.

His argument was that it was better to let this great opportunity fall into the hands of outsiders than to let it benefit his own people.

Of course, that's what they said, but in reality they were sending the fourth sister down to the mortal realm to take refuge.

The world is about to descend into chaos, and bloodshed is on the horizon. If he could, he would still like to use Li Jing's head as a sacrifice to the flag.

"Please allow the two of you to protect me."

Clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts, Nezha glanced sideways at the back of the rocks, where two figures, one in red and one in blue, emerged.

"Don't worry, your sister is my sister. I would never let her get hurt." The precocious little devil patted his chest, grinned, and chuckled, "And your dad, my dad said that people like that should be killed. You can stab him a few more times for me later."

"Definitely." Nezha nodded, his Wind and Fire Wheels began to spin, and with a flick of his Hun Tian Ling, he soared into the sky, transforming into a streak of bright red flame.

"It's that Li Jing again. Life is really tough for me in all the worlds." Watching Nezha fly further and further away, the demon child couldn't help but sigh. Neither his father nor Ao Bing's father were like Li Jing in this world.

"Heh." Ao Bing chuckled coldly twice, until the Demon Child looked up at the clouds.

Nezha's hardships stemmed from Li Jing, but his true hardships originated entirely from Nezha. ...

"You carry the load, I lead the horse, welcoming the sunrise and seeing off the sunset..."

As the sun set, Uncle Nine rode on Fengxian's Red Hare, with Feng Lang holding the reins, while Monkey looked around.

The road ahead was fraught with danger, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai realized they could no longer afford to be a hindrance, so they chose to leave the group and wait for the mission to end.

As the sun set, Uncle Nine, unable to contain his emotions, began to sing softly.

The monkey listened, feeling empty inside, as if something was missing.

“We’ll spend the night here. Huangfeng Ridge is just ahead. According to Journey to the West, the Great Sage Huangfeng is skilled in using the Samadhi Divine Wind. Although we don’t have the Wind-Fixing Pearl, we have the Five Banners of the Primordial Heaven. He can’t cause much trouble.”

The two people, the monkey, and the horse stopped in front of a dilapidated temple and decided to spend the night there, rest up, and set off again the next morning.

Uncle Nine led Red Hare to the backyard of the dilapidated temple and began to set up the magic array.

They had naturally heard Laozi's voice earlier and understood that the monkey had become the target of everyone in this world. Therefore, they had to be extremely cautious and careful in everything they did, and could not be careless in the slightest.

As the night wore on, it became clear that their caution had been entirely justified.

The chosen one, who was keeping watch at night, suddenly opened his eyes. Above the sky, a colossal pillar slammed into the magic array, causing the void to tremble violently. Light flashed continuously on the magic array, and cracks appeared everywhere, indicating that it was about to collapse.

"Sun Wukong, I knew you weren't dead!"

The furious roar caused the void to shatter into pieces.

Startled awake, Uncle Nine and Feng Lang quickly got up and looked closely. A figure clad in armor and carrying a silver staff stood proudly.

Under the moonlight, he was clad in golden armor, wearing dragon-patterned boots and a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown. His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a demonic aura, almost identical to Sun Wukong.

"A gibbon!?" Uncle Nine's eyes twitched, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "This is troublesome. How did he find it..."

"The Four Monkeys of Chaos, the Long-Armed Ape? Isn't he the leader of the Six Saints of Meishan?" Feng Lang was somewhat surprised. The Five Primordial Banners surrounded his body, and six gems of different colors on his right hand glittered.

"It's the one from the Monkey King movie, 'The Monkey King: Quest for the Heavenly Kingdom'," Uncle Nine said with a hint of helplessness.

“Alright.” Feng Lang finally understood why Uncle Nine had that expression.

The Monkey King: Battle for Supremacy is also a Hong Kong and Taiwan adaptation of Journey to the West.

The Long-Armed Ape is the reincarnation of the Monkey King, one of the four divine monkeys under Maitreya Buddha, and also one of Sun Wukong's greatest enemies on his journey to the West.

He was a half-immortal, half-Buddha who fell into demonhood and regarded Sun Wukong as an irreconcilable nemesis.

Unexpectedly, he was also taken in by the main god as a reincarnator.

Above the sky, the long-armed ape stared intently at the chosen one, its eyes gleaming, while a raging fire burned within its chest.

Sun Wukong! Sun Wukong! Everyone only knows Sun Wukong!
Looking across all the heavens and myriad realms, when has this monkey not been a positive character, when has he not been the embodiment of greatness, glory, and righteousness?

Even the main storyline of this powerful world, which even the supreme god cannot control, revolves around helping Sun Wukong revive.

But that's not fair!
He was also one of the Four Mischievous Monkeys, and his cultivation was no less than that of Sun Wukong.

The result is that people only know Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, and no one knows him, the Great Sage Tongbi Ape. Even the Six-Eared Macaque on the Journey to the West is more famous than him!

Including his own world, he did his best to protect the village from the rampage of demons, but the villagers demolished his temple in order to build the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Temple.

How could he not be furious?

Therefore, after becoming a reincarnator, his favorite thing to do was to go to the world related to Journey to the West and Sun Wukong to carry out missions.

No matter which world he goes to, the first thing he will do is to have a fair and just fight with the Sun Wukong of that world.

Endless demonic energy roamed the vast wilderness, enveloping the boundless sky.

The ferocious-looking monkey grabbed the towering white jade pillar, raised it high, and swung it down heavily, drawing out a scorching white mist from the sky. The pillar crashed down onto the array of countless talismans, shattering the sky for thousands of miles.

Without any hindrance, the towering white jade pillar shattered the magic array and was about to smash the people in the temple into mincemeat.

Then a halberd suddenly appeared from the ground, and the Blood God Set emitted endless light. The Man of Destiny smashed through the surging force with his body, rushed in front of the Long-Armed Ape, raised his spear and fired a huge spear shadow, and the demonic energy rolled like a cloud pillar straight into the sky.

The two monkeys fought from the sky to the ground and back again. The wind howled and sand and stones flew everywhere. The sky trembled and the void was in chaos. The two phantoms tumbled and flickered, neither able to defeat the other.

Such commotion naturally did not escape the notice of the two gods, two people, and four demons of Huangfeng Ridge, as well as the headless bodhisattva who was being chased.

They all turned their heads in surprise, and in their curiosity, they saw that Lingji Bodhisattva turned around without hesitation and rushed into the battlefield between the two monkeys. Then, he struck the chosen one with a great Vajra pestle, which smashed into the back of the monkey's head.

With a calculated attack on the unsuspecting monkey, even the monkey, with its indestructible skin and bones, was still smashed so hard that it saw stars and fell uncontrollably downwards.

His original intention was good—to unite with the Long-Armed Ape to fight against Donghua Xingzhi and Zhao Yuanzhou's group—but he never expected how much the Long-Armed Ape valued a fair fight between him and Sun Wukong.

"die!"

With a roar, the long-armed ape bared its fangs, its eyes turned completely red, and the pillar in its hand swelled in the wind, like a pillar of heaven, pushing aside the vast expanse of dust, and rushed straight toward Lingji Bodhisattva who had entered the battlefield.

"You mischievous monkey!"

The spirit of Lingji Bodhisattva was greatly alarmed, not understanding why the demons who had chosen the Heavenly Man would attack him, their "ally." In his haste, he could no longer hold back his strength and unleashed a full-force palm strike. The Flying Dragon Staff, adorned with the swastika symbol, struck out fiercely, charging towards the Long-Armed Ape with the force of a collapsing mountain.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the extent of the Long-Armed Ape's madness. Even as the Flying Dragon Staff approached his chest, he showed no intention of dodging and forcefully swung down the towering white jade pillar in his palm.

With a single strike, the smoke and clouds within a thousand miles dispersed, and thunderous roars echoed ten thousand miles away.

In the midst of their all-out attacks, Lingji Bodhisattva's Dharma body was shattered in mid-air, a wisp of his soul fleeing into the distance, while the Long-Armed Ape's body exploded upon impact with the Flying Dragon Staff, killing him instantly. (End of Chapter)