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Chapter 144 Journey to the West: Subduing Demons! The King of Demons is Beheaded!
"Hahaha, you think you're so great? Then call out your master and the owner of that damn sword technique!"

This was an unparalleled demon, born from a stone monkey. Lava-like patterns clung to its body, emanating a strong aura of evil. Its voice was arrogant and unruly. It wielded a golden cudgel and smashed it fiercely towards Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu on the ground.

Platinum sword flowers bloom, each one crystal clear and infinitely sharp, with countless sword shadows intertwining.

At the same moment, something else lit up on Jiang Zhiwei's body; it was a strike left by her master, Su Wuming, that was almost a Dharma body.

"Come on, come on!" the demon monkey laughed, and his golden cudgel slammed down, breaking through layer after layer of defense.

"This is definitely a demon king in the Dharma body!" Jiang Zhiwei's face was solemn and she was extremely anxious. She never expected that the ordinary demon-slaying mission would lead to the discovery of such a powerful demon.

Right now, all we can do is stall for time and hope to hold out until the very last moment.

Ruan Yushu had almost no hope.

Behind them was a monk with disheveled hair, most of it torn out, looking dazed. He was holding a woman's corpse, chanting scriptures he himself didn't even know.

In addition, there were three half-crippled cultivators who kept screaming in agony.

"Young ladies, run! This demon monkey is no match for us!" Young Master Kongxu coughed up blood, a bitter expression on his face. "He truly lives up to his reputation as the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the King of Demons, Sun Wukong, who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago!"

"Only the Heavenly Emperor or the Buddha can take away such a being."

Of the three cultivators, Tiancanjiao and Baishouwang were only at the Enlightenment stage, while Kongxu Gongzi was a master of the Outer Realm. Even if Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu were foolish, they knew that what the other party said was true.

But now there was no escape!
"Die!" The demon monkey roared with a ferocious laugh, smashing all obstacles with a single blow.

But the next moment, a dazzling and holy white light shone, heavenly hymns resounded, and the nine heavenly ladders opened. Before the person even arrived, a giant hand tore through the void and firmly grasped the golden cudgel, shocking the demon monkey.

What kind of huge hand was that?
Pure flesh and blood, without a single flaw, surpasses any jade in the world. Even the divine jade of the heavens pales in comparison. It is so perfect that it seems to belong to another world. Every inch of its skin radiates a sacred glow.

As soon as it appeared, sacred notes resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Anyone who sees Yang An's hands and arms has the urge to kneel down and worship, and to pray.

His hands seemed like a loving father who created all living beings, caressing his own children, or like the supreme ruler blessed by the gods, sprinkling the gospel of life between heaven and earth.

This is the hand of God, bringing punishment, granting rebirth, destroying and creating the world, all in a single thought.

"Crack, click, click!"

With just a little force, the golden cudgel shattered. The demon king Sun Wukong, still wild, was terrified and squeaked wildly. He somersaulted, and the earth cracked open, with countless stone pillars shooting into the sky. He stood on them, pounding his chest and roaring.

"Who dares to stop me, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who stormed into the Heavenly Court five hundred years ago!"

"I have been imprisoned for five hundred years! Five hundred years, do you know how I survived them! Whoever comes today will die!"

The demon monkey let out a hateful cry, and boundless evil energy erupted, tearing the heavens and earth apart. The surrounding void shattered one after another, shaking thousands of mountains and countless mountain ranges, affecting an unknown distance, as if the world was about to end.

"Five hundred years is too short. Buddha will give you the chance to repent, but I will not give you that chance."

Yang An's voice was cold, like a sweeping cold wind. His large hand tore through the void, and his body squeezed into this world. Countless rays of light shone down on the human world, piercing through the dark clouds. Amidst the resounding hymns of heaven, he descended.

The whole world seemed to tremble.

His sacred and majestic, immortal and sublime aura even caused the myriad realms to shift, with the nine planets almost merging into one, and starlight shining from beyond the heavens, all the glory emanating from him alone.

The world fell silent instantly. The spreading disaster and the churning of magma underground subsided. Some distance away, the residents of a city were relieved that the magma, which had reached the city, was now receding rapidly.

The coming of the Lord is the Gospel.

"who!"

The demon king Sun Wukong had a ferocious expression, revealing his blood-streaked fangs.

"You are not worthy to know my name. Kneel down, kowtow, and take your own life to repent for your blasphemy." Yang An's voice remained calm as he sat on the throne, surrounded by countless holy lights. Even little angels and sprites appeared, flying around him and blowing horns to play heavenly hymns.

I am the only one in the world!
"Senior Yang An!" Jiang Zhiwei exclaimed with delight.

“Yang An… Your Majesty the Holy King.” Ruan Yushu’s eyes were somewhat blank. How could His Majesty be here?

The Empty Prince and the Crippled Leg were greatly encouraged. It was that powerful figure from Heaven who had intervened, vanquishing the demon and eliminating the monster. They were saved.

Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu's task was simply to survive for seven days, with no other mandatory requirements. However, when they saw the water demon eating people, they intervened to help it, and were subsequently drawn into the birth of Sun Wukong.

As people from the real world, how could they know anything about the plot?

If it were Meng Qi, he probably would have realized long ago what this mission world actually was.

Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons!
It is a world that is slightly different from the real Journey to the West, but it is not beyond the original world. It seems that some changes have occurred in Mount Ling. It is not surprising that it almost reflects the real history of the Journey to the West in the real world and forms fragments of time.

This task was assigned to Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu by Liu Dao.

Or perhaps it was to provoke Yang An behind the scenes.

"Roar!" "You're courting death!" How could the Demon King Sun Wukong accept such humiliation? He pounded his chest in extreme anger, wrapped his tail around the stone pillar, and then leaped into the air!
It gathered countless fragments of the golden cudgel, reassembled them, and became even larger, crashing down with terrifying power.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled for thousands of miles around, magma spewed forth, and countless stone pillars rose from the sky. This monkey's combat power was no weaker than that of a Dharma body in the real world.

It should be understood that, generally speaking, the Dharmakaya of the true realm is far superior to the heretics of all the heavens and myriad realms, exerting absolute dominance from above, and those of the same level are far inferior to it.

The fact that this demon king Sun Wukong is comparable to a true Dharma body in the real world shows just how powerful he is.

The demonic aura soared into the sky, obscuring the sun, and the stench of blood was overwhelming. Countless wronged souls screamed and wailed, transforming into streaks of black shadows.

Sun Wukong, the king of demon kings, truly lived up to his name. This monkey killed countless people, was tyrannical by nature, and committed heinous crimes.

“Sun Wukong, you are unworthy of this name.” Yang An remained unmoved, his expression calm, and he slapped down with his palm.

He really likes Sun Wukong, and by extension, he treats monkeys much better than cats.

But the demon king Sun Wukong in front of us is not even a monkey.

Yang An cherishes his childhood, the Monkey King who represents the spirit of rebellion, the golden monkey wielding his mighty cudgel to clear the jade sky of dust for eternity, not a name, because a name doesn't mean anything!
If you provoke him, he'll kill you too!

His palm stretched out, growing larger and larger, vast and boundless like the heavens, the lines on his palm so large they seemed capable of holding countless mountains.

With just a simple stretch, the golden cudgel and the monkey were sent flying. Countless prayers came, like the great hand of the Lord descending from heaven, shining with holy light and resounding with hymns, reaching out to grab it.

"Roar!"

Sun Wukong, the king of demon kings, was provoked. This scene seemed to remind him of five hundred years ago, and he roared, "You are Buddha? You are Buddha!"

The Bodhi seeds radiate light, seemingly surrounded by Zen-like tranquility and the sound of chanting.

Thus have I heard.

Yang An truly possesses a Buddhist nature, which would be seen and moved by those who have achieved true spiritual cultivation in Buddhism.

But that was clearly wrong; Yang An was not compassionate.

At least his compassion is unlikely to be shown to this monkey.

As soon as the Demon King Sun Wukong finished speaking, he stopped in mid-air, imprisoned. The next instant, his head was forcibly removed and appeared in Yang An's palm.

"what!"

The demon monkey let out a blood-curdling scream. Its head watched helplessly as its body was separated from it. Everything was still vivid in its mind. The intense pain stimulated its brain and consciousness.

"My head, my body!"

The stone monkey's body erupted, rushing directly in front of Yang An, leaping across the sky and swooping down the ground with loud gurgling sounds.

The demon monkey certainly possesses the ability to survive a decapitation. The techniques it cultivates are somewhat similar to the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, but are more rooted in its local system.

"Noisy!"

Ignoring the monkey's struggles, Yang An crushed its head. The stone monkey's body stiffened, and it struggled incessantly before finally collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Having advanced nine times to the level of Life-Taking, and with the initial formation of the Sovereign Body, he is now truly invincible, with every move possessing the divine might of Heaven. Although he has not yet comprehended the true Heavenly Divine Fist, he still possesses the same power to restrain True Spirits.

The power of the Lord is irresistible!
"Die like this?"

Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, and even Xuanzang and Kongxu Gongzi from the Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons world, were all shaken to their core. How powerful that demon king was! The pressure he exerted was almost unbearable.

But Yang An's arrival was even more awe-inspiring; he crushed the King of Demons as easily as crushing an ant.

This is not because he has become comparable to Earth Immortals or Celestial Immortals, but because it is an absolute truth of the Sovereign Body, which has conquered the will of this world with unparalleled dominance. To be his enemy is to be his enemy!
"Amitabha!"

The next instant, Miss Duan's corpse was suddenly sent flying by Xuanzang, transforming into a woman in white robes sitting on a lotus platform, suspended in mid-air. Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed slightly, "This benefactor, this demon king Sun Wukong has already shown remorse, why do this?"

In the original Journey to the West, it was Guanyin Bodhisattva who enlightened Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie, while in Journey to the West: Demon Subduing, it was Miss Duan who captured the fish demon and the pig demon.

What it represents is self-evident.

"I didn't see any remorse in it."

Yang An spoke calmly, and a Hell Furnace appeared in his palm. With a slap, a mighty force descended from the sky, and the demon monkey's body flew into it. The Heavenly Pure Fire burned fiercely, and in an instant, it turned into ashes.

The demon king Sun Wukong survived Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace, but he couldn't withstand Yang An's Hell Furnace and the burning of the Heavenly Pure Fire.

This time it's completely dead, with no chance of being resurrected!

(End of this chapter)