Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

At the summit of Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong gazed at the receding golden light of Venus, scratched his cheek, and chuckled.

"Peak Golden Immortal? Heh heh, in my old Sun's eyes, he's nothing more than a slightly larger ant."

He disagreed.

Five hundred years ago, when the Heavenly King wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, which celestial general wasn't a Golden Immortal? Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King; Nezha, the Third Prince; the Giant Spirit God; the Twenty-Eight Constellations… any one of them was at least a Golden Immortal. But what was the result? They were all sent flying through the sky by a single blow from his staff.

Now, this mere mortal regent, at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, dares to bully his master. It must be because Pigsy and Sandy are incompetent that his master suffered a loss.

"Perfect! Let the old monk see that without me, Old Sun, he can't move an inch!"

Sun Wukong somersaulted across 108,000 li in one leap, heading straight for Baoxiang Kingdom.

Above the capital of Baoxiang Kingdom, he appeared on a cloud, and with a sweep of his fiery eyes, he locked onto the inn with its high walls and deep courtyards—Tang Sanzang was sitting under an old locust tree, his hands clasped together, chanting sutras in a low voice, his face pale, and although his monk's robe was new, it could not hide his haggard appearance.

"Master!"

Sun Wukong's heart softened, but a hint of annoyance lingered: "That old monk, his stubbornness won't change. He's suffered, hasn't he?"

He scanned the area again with his divine sense and quickly locked onto the aura within the Zichen Palace—a peak Golden Immortal, clad in a black robe, none other than Yun Zhao incarnate.

"Heh heh, you idiot Yun Zhao! How dare you imprison my master! Come out and face your death!"

A loud shout shook the capital, causing the city's bells and drums to ring out and the people to panic.

Inside the Zichen Palace, Yun Zhao's avatar opened his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The main body is in seclusion at White Tiger Ridge, perceiving everything.

"They're here."

He rose up, transformed into a blue rainbow, and soared into the sky.

The two faced off high in the sky.

Sun Wukong, clad in dazzling golden armor and wielding his golden cudgel, his monkey eyes gleaming with golden light, cried out: "So you're Yun Zhao? Release my master now, or I, Old Sun, will smash your bird kingdom to pieces with this cudgel!"

Yun Zhao, dressed in a black robe that fluttered in the wind, smiled gently: "Great Sage, why be angry? The Holy Monk entered the country without a permit and disrupted the court. I am merely acting in accordance with the law."

Sun Wukong sneered, "Enough nonsense! Take this from me, Old Sun, with my staff!"

He swung his staff without moving, yet the staff came crashing down, its shadow like a mountain, shattering the void!

A glint of light flashed in Yun Zhao's eyes.

Perfect timing! He wanted to see how many attacks he could withstand without setting up any formations, relying solely on his own strength.

He unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, his body suddenly rising a thousand feet tall, transforming into a golden giant, and unleashed a punch!

boom!

Fists clashed, the air trembled, and shockwaves poured down on the capital city below, causing roof tiles to fly off.

Sun Wukong was slightly taken aback: "Huh? You can also use the Heaven and Earth Transformation Technique? You've got some strength!"

However, it's still a long way off!

Yun Zhao's heart sank.

He had used 80% of his magic power in this attack, and on the surface, he was only evenly matched with the monkey.

He knew in his heart that what seemed like a casual strike from his opponent actually possessed immense power, causing his arm to go numb from the impact.

"Again!"

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, and his staff rained down like a storm!

Yun Zhao took a deep breath and activated the Law of Heaven and Earth again, his body growing another three thousand feet. His palms were as strong as mountains as he met the shadow of the staff head-on.

Boom boom boom!

A fierce battle in the skies, a close and hard-fought contest.

The people below looked up and saw two giants fighting, the clouds breaking apart, and thunder exploding.

Although Yun Zhao was at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm and had the blessing of the Law of Heaven and Earth, he still seemed to be struggling.

Sun Wukong's staff technique was exquisite; each strike was as heavy as a thousand pounds and came at a tricky angle. Although he wasn't using his full strength, he had already made Yun Zhao struggle to defend himself.

Three moves...

Five moves...

Yun Zhao's forehead was covered in sweat, and he knew that if he dragged this out any longer, defeat was inevitable.

"Eye-Piercing Pearl!"

A black light flashed from his sleeve, and the Eye-Slaying Pearl flew out, transforming into a hundred-foot-long black curtain with a bright blood-red light that shot directly into Sun Wukong's eyes!

The monkey was smoked in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, and its eyes were its weakest point.

Caught off guard, Sun Wukong felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and everything went black: "Oh dear! You wicked villain, daring to use such evil tricks!"

Yun Zhao was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to unleash a powerful palm strike, his magical power surging like a tide, aimed at the monkey's chest!

boom!

The palm strike sent Sun Wukong flying thousands of miles, crashing into hundreds of mountains.

But the monkey had a head of bronze and arms of iron, and was indestructible. Although the palm strike was heavy, it only made the monkey groan and was completely unharmed.

Sun Wukong rubbed his eyes and laughed, "Interesting! Interesting! You've got some skills! But you're still a long way from hurting me, Old Sun!"

Yun Zhao felt a chill in his heart.

Although the Eye-Slaying Pearl countered the monkey's eyes, it failed to inflict serious damage. The monkey's physical body was too strong; even with all its strength, this palm strike couldn't break through its defenses!

"Following the laws of Heaven and Earth!"

Yun Zhao gritted his teeth, his figure changed again, he grew ten thousand feet tall, and transformed into a giant who stood tall and firm, and stomped down!

Sun Wukong, his eye ailment cured, chuckled and said, "That's all you know how to do. Let your grandfather teach you properly, shall we?"

With a swing of his staff, he soared ten thousand feet into the air, becoming level with Yun Zhao: "Come, come, let's have a contest!"

Two colossal giants, each ten thousand feet tall, clashed in the sky.

A single blow from a club can cause mountains to crumble and the earth to split; a single palm strike can cause rivers to flow backward.

With every gesture, it seemed as if he were re-enacting the world!

Yun Zhao went all out, his fists and palms moving like the wind, coordinating with the principles of Heaven and Earth, his power astonishing.

Sun Wukong, however, grew more and more excited with each battle, his staff flashing like a dragon, laughing as he fought: "Not bad! Not bad! A Golden Immortal, you're the first one to last so long against me!"

After another dozen or so exchanges, Yun Zhao's magical power was severely depleted, and his breathing became increasingly erratic.

Sun Wukong held his staff horizontally, about to praise him: "Boy, your Heaven and Earth Transformation technique is quite impressive..."

Yun Zhao suddenly sneered: "Great Sage, this isn't over yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world around him changed dramatically!

Suddenly, crimson flames rose into the clear blue sky!

Fiery clouds rolled, pillars of fire shot into the sky, and nine fire dragons roared out!

Flame Array, full activation!

Sun Wukong felt a sudden heat all over his body, and when he looked up, he found himself in an endless fiery domain!

Crimson Heavenly Fire burned the void, three hundred and sixty pillars of fire imprisoned heaven and earth, golden crows and fire phoenixes circled, and nine dragons roared as they rushed straight in!

"What...what kind of formation is this?!"

The monkey was greatly surprised.

With his discerning eyes, he immediately recognized the array's ferocious power and the extraordinary flames—an ancient flame capable of burning the spirit and refining the soul!

"Kid, you have such tricks up your sleeve?!"

Sun Wukong laughed loudly, wielding his staff with impenetrable force, smashing one fire dragon, only to have two more entangle him.

Heavenly fire enters the body, scorching the soul.

Although he had a head of bronze and arms of iron and was not afraid of ordinary fire, the Crimson Heavenly Fire directly burned his primordial spirit, making him feel uncomfortable.

Yun Zhao stood at the center of the formation, his ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image like a war god amidst flames, and coldly said, "Great Sage, enter my formation and see how you break through!"

The Blazing Flame Array was activated at 80% power.

A sea of ​​fire surged like a tide, fire dragons roared, and golden crows rained down their fiery feathers like arrows.

Sun Wukong charged left and right, his staff flashing in countless shadows, smashing the pillars of fire, only to have new pillars rise up again.

"That felt great! That felt great!"

He laughed out loud, but inwardly he was troubled: "What kind of ridiculous formation is this? How can it be so difficult to deal with?"

Below in the Kingdom of Baoxiang, the battle between the two towering giants had long since stunned the onlookers, leaving the people terrified.

Tang Sanzang looked up from the courtyard and gazed at the sky.

Hearing that familiar voice, I was filled with excitement: "Wukong, you've finally come!"