The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 95 The Four Generals of the Demon Family

A gust of wind burst forth from the mouth of the Wind Demon. At first, it was no more than the thickness of a bowl, but in an instant, it transformed into a yellow wind pillar that stretched from the sky to the earth.

The wind carried countless tiny black grains of sand, each grain shimmering with a dark light. Upon closer inspection, they were not sand at all, but rather countless tiny wind blades condensed together.

Wherever the gale passed, rocks turned to dust, trees were uprooted, and even the clouds in the sky were blown away without a trace.

The wind howled fiercely, like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves. All living beings within a hundred miles clutched their heads and howled in agony. Some low-level demons were directly frozen into ice sculptures by the yin energy in the wind, and then shattered.

Song Yi dared not be presumptuous and quickly summoned a pagoda.

The tower was entirely dark yellow, with eight stories, hanging overhead, and wisps of dark yellow energy descended to protect him.

The primordial energy was as thick and heavy as a mountain, and ordinary attacks could not budge it in the slightest.

However, that evil wind was no ordinary thing. When it blew on the Xuanhuang Qi, it made a harsh friction sound, and the Xuanhuang Qi was peeled away layer by layer.

Song Yi felt an irresistible force strike him, and he and the pagoda were blown backward.

He tried to steady himself in the wind, but it was no use. The wind howled in his ears, and everything went black. He didn't know how far he had flown.

Once the wind subsided slightly, Song Yi finally landed, looking utterly disheveled.

His Taoist robe was cut in several places by the wind blades, his hair was disheveled, and his face was somewhat pale.

Looking back, I saw that I had been blown hundreds of miles away, and Qixia Peak was nowhere to be seen.

The Eight Treasures Profound Yellow Pagoda was still slowly rotating above his head, but the Profound Yellow Qi had thinned considerably, indicating that it had suffered significant losses.

"Samadhi Divine Wind? It seems this Wind Demon must be the Yellow Wind Monster from Journey to the West."

Song Yi gazed at the howling wind ahead, pondering to himself.

He was well-versed in the ways of Heaven and naturally recognized this famous divine power.

In this world, all demons who possess innate supernatural powers are born from the extraordinary energy of heaven and earth, making them extremely powerful and far beyond the reach of ordinary beings.

Take Hook Moon Maiden for example; her Poisonous Horse-Slaying Stakes are incredibly vicious. Even when she was in the Earth Immortal Realm, she could make the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King suffer unbearable pain from them.

Although the Wind Demon before him was only at the Xuanxian realm, his Samadhi Divine Wind technique was so powerful that even 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court would find it difficult to capture him.

Although being a god in heaven means being bound by heavenly rules and not being able to act as freely as a rogue cultivator, the advantages are equally obvious. When trouble comes, there is someone to rely on, and when encountering a tough opponent, reinforcements can be summoned. This is incomparable to those rogue cultivators in the wilderness who are helpless and struggling.

Just like when he subdued the Heavenly Flower Pattern Rhinoceros, he asked the Four Wood Bird Star to descend and assist him; otherwise, with his power, how could he have suppressed it?

Once Song Yi had made up his mind, he immediately rode on auspicious clouds and ascended to the heavens.

Before long, the majestic and magnificent South Heavenly Gate came into view.

Golden light shines brightly, and auspicious clouds abound.

Dozens of dragon-shaped pillars stand on both sides, while heavenly soldiers and generals, clad in armor and wielding weapons, patrol the four directions.

At this moment, the one in charge of guarding the South Heavenly Gate is none other than Wang Shan, the Grand Spirit Officer of the Capital Heaven.

Wang Lingguan wore a golden crown and a red robe. His three eyes shone brightly, and he stood holding a golden whip. Behind him stood hundreds of spirit officials with an imposing aura, which intimidated all evil spirits.

Of the four heavenly gates, the South Heavenly Gate is the most important, and the heavenly deity guarding it is not fixed.

Sometimes the Four Heavenly Kings personally oversee the area, and sometimes the Four Great Marshals of the Lingxiao Palace take turns on duty. Today, it just so happens that it is Wang Lingguan's turn to lead the guard.

Upon seeing Song Yi return, Wang Lingguan couldn't help but laugh, "Didn't you just descend to the mortal realm not long ago, Star Lord? How come you're back so soon?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Song Yi's face.

He couldn't very well say that he had been blown back by a demon from the mortal realm, so he coughed lightly and said evasively, "I have some urgent business to attend to and need to return to the Qingtianjian to consult some ancient texts."

Wang Lingguan didn't suspect anything, but simply followed the procedure and activated the demon-revealing mirror to shine it on Song Yi.

The mirror, as clear as water, swept over his figure. After confirming that there was nothing amiss, Wang Lingguan stepped aside to let him pass.

After entering the Heavenly Court, Song Yi went straight to the twenty-fifth Heaven, Haoting Xiaodu Heaven.

The Heavenly King's Palace is located on this floor.

However, this Heavenly King's Palace is not Li Jing's Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's Palace, but the Heavenly King's Palace of the Four Demon Generals.

The four Mo brothers were known as the Four Heavenly Kings and were powerful figures in the Heavenly Court. Their magical treasures were all ancient and rare, and their combat strength was in no way inferior to Li Jing's.

When Song Yi arrived at the gate of the Heavenly King's Palace, he announced his name, and a celestial official quickly went in to inform him.

In no time at all, a celestial official led him through the many palace gates toward the main hall.

The moment Song Yi stepped into the main hall, he felt an overwhelming pressure wash over him, making his shoulders feel slightly heavy.

Looking up, one sees four divine generals, each over ten feet tall, seated on their thrones in the main hall, exuding an aura of majesty.

"Greetings, Four Heavenly Kings." Song Yi bowed respectfully.

The Southern Heavenly King, Mo Liqing, nodded slightly, his voice resounding like a great bell in the hall: "True Lord, what brings you here?"

Song Yi had already prepared his explanation. He smiled slightly and said calmly, "When I was traveling in the mortal realm, I happened to obtain a jar of monkey wine. I have long heard that the four Heavenly Kings are all fond of wine, so I have come to offer it to the Heavenly Kings for their tasting."

Having said that, he pulled out a huge wine jar from his sleeve and it appeared in the hall.

Those flowing spirit monkeys were all dozens of feet tall, and the wine jars they used to brew the wine were naturally rough and unrestrained, several times larger than an ordinary family's wine vat.

Once the mud seal on the jar is lifted, an extremely rich aroma of wine wafts out, refreshing and delightful.

The Western Heavenly King, Mo Lihong, twitched his nostrils slightly, then his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Excellent wine!"

The four demon generals were all forthright and generous people. They didn't stand on ceremony and ordered the celestial official to bring large bowls, and everyone drank heartily.

The monkey wine is sweet and mellow on the palate, but it feels like a knife in the throat. Once it enters the stomach, it transforms into a warm sensation that spreads throughout the body. It is truly a top-notch spirit.

The Northern Heavenly King, Mo Lihai, downed the bowl in one gulp, smacked his lips with a hint of lingering satisfaction, and remarked, "While this wine cannot compare to the celestial nectar brewed from peaches of immortality, it possesses a unique rustic charm, a more rugged flavor, making it even more enjoyable to drink!"

After several rounds of drinks, the guests and hosts were all very happy.

Seeing that the time was right, Song Yi was about to speak when Mo Liqing put down his wine bowl first and laughed, "True Lord, you've come here for more than just to invite us brothers to drink. If you have something to say, please speak frankly. As long as it's within my power, my brothers will certainly not stand idly by."

Song Yi felt relieved and immediately stood up, cupping his hands and saying, "To be honest, His Majesty bestowed Cangmang Mountain upon me as my Daoist temple, which should have been a good thing. However, a wind demon dwells in the mountain, causing trouble with its Samadhi Divine Wind, which I find difficult to subdue. I heard that the Heavenly King Guangmu possesses a Wind-Fixing Pearl, which is the nemesis of that Samadhi Divine Wind, so I have shamelessly come to borrow it."

Upon hearing this, Mo Lihong laughed heartily: "I thought it was something of great importance, but it's just a small favor."

He stretched out his right hand, and a long umbrella appeared out of thin air as his palm shone brightly. The umbrella was radiant with light, and three emeralds were embedded in its surface. As the light flowed, it transformed into countless colors, and seven precious pearls surrounded it, shining brightly.

The most unusual thing is that the umbrella ribs are strung together with pearls to form four characters:

It contains the universe.