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"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?" The Smiling Venerable and the Buddha chanted the Buddha's name at the same time.

Zhu Moye couldn't help but curse loudly, "You bald donkeys are really no good. When I killed the Yin-Yang Taoist with the four Bodhisattvas, didn't you say that Buddhism would protect me in the future? Why are you killing me now? You are trying to silence me."

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned. Was the Yin-Yang Taoist really dead, or was he killed by the joint efforts of Buddhism and Zhu Moye?

The king and the two demon girls were unaware that the Yin-Yang Taoist had died, and they were extremely excited. They were worried that the Yin-Yang Taoist would come after them at any time, which would upset the balance. They didn't expect that the Taoist was already dead.

Chapter 812 Wukong Appears

"Brother Lu Ya, please do not misunderstand. The four bodhisattvas of Buddhism are extremely compassionate and share a common bond with Taoism. We would never do something so grievous that it would inflict pain on our loved ones and inflict hatred on them. This is Zhu Moye's attempt to sow discord. Do not be fooled."

Lu Ya was confused. Zhu Moye's words were not credible, but he had to admit that they made sense. Otherwise, wouldn't he have suspected that the four Bodhisattvas had destroyed Yin and Yang in the first place?

"Brother Lu Ya, we can judge right and wrong after we get out. Now let's work together to destroy this evil spirit." Buddha said, and nodded with a smile.

Lu Ya's heart was filled with silence. He exhaled several times and finally said, "We'll settle our accounts later. Now let's destroy this evil spirit first."

Zhu Moye felt as if he were riding a roller coaster, his heart pounding with fear. Various crises and opportunities were constantly appearing, but whether he could keep this opportunity seemed rather slim.

"Stop them!" the king shouted, and stood together with the two goblins to stop the Buddha and the other two.

Wang's magical power was immense, and during the previous Chaos Valley upheaval, he had barely lost a single bit of it. At this moment, his magical power was overflowing, and his aura was surging, startling the other three.

Even at his peak, Lu Ya could only manage a draw with the king, and now he was no match for him. Buddha and Smiling Face were terrified. Smiling Face had fought fiercely before, and his power had been greatly depleted.

The same was true for the Buddha. Perhaps they were unlucky. They all went through a battle and then rushed into a safe place while braving the chaos rain, suffering a heavy loss of magic power.

The same is true for the White Snake and the Nuwa demon. The strength they can exert now is only about the sixth or seventh level, and they are far from being a match for the king.

"Hmph, King, even if you are powerful, what can I do? I will risk my life to break this balance. What can you do to me?" Lu Ya shouted.

Wang laughed loudly and said, "You Taoists believe that a fellow Taoist should die rather than let me die. You told me that you want to die with me and trigger the chaos balance here. Humph, I bet you dare not."

The king's words touched upon the essence of Taoism, and the two demon girls laughed heartily. They swayed their bodies, appearing particularly enchanting.

This scene made Zhu Moye's heart flutter. This was indeed a demon who would kill people without mercy.

"Little guy, the important thing is to collect the Supreme Cauldron quickly. If you really want to see it, you will see it later!" Wang suddenly shouted.

Zhu Moye's face flushed with shame. This old man was so frivolous. The two female demons laughed triumphantly, their bodies swaying even more. Zhu Moye dared not stare at the demons anymore, and devoted himself to collecting the Supreme Cauldron.

However, Zhu Moye became increasingly depressed to find that it seemed that there was no end in sight for him to obtain the Supreme Cauldron. He saw that his essence and blood were constantly being lost, and he was almost becoming a bag of bones.

"Hmph, I'm afraid we don't need to take action. Even if the evil demon has drained all his blood, he may not be able to take the Supreme Cauldron." Lu Ya suddenly laughed and pointed at Zhu Moye in mid-air.

At this moment, Zhu Moye was completely skin and bones, and the Supreme Cauldron was still moving downwards. Everyone knew that once the Supreme Cauldron fell into the river condensed from the chaotic energy, Zhu Moye would be completely defeated.

And it also cost him his life.

Wang sighed slightly in his heart. He had been paying attention to Chu Mo's movements and had long seen Zhu Moye's reluctance. However, it would not be easy to take the Supreme Cauldron. If it were easy, it would have been taken away long ago.

This was a hurdle that Zhu Moye had to overcome on his own; no one else could help him. Because anyone who stepped forward to help would also be linked to the other person, thus absorbing double the essence, which was tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

The six people were still confronting each other, but they were all paying attention to Zhu Moye in mid-air. Zhu Moye felt dizzy and it seemed that even his soul began to stiffen.

"Brother, hold on, Old Sun An is here." A loud shout suddenly resounded through the sky, and a golden light flew over, opening all the chaotic fog and rushing to the middle of the air, where Zhu Moye was.

It was Sun Wukong. When he was feeling his personal opportunity, he suddenly had an epiphany and rushed in one direction, but ended up here and saw this scene of Zhu Moye.

Sun Wukong was an impatient man. Seeing Zhu Moye trapped, he rushed over. Seeing that Zhu Moye looked exhausted, he immediately released a stream of magic power and rushed into Zhu Moye's body.

"No!" The white snake demon cried out, but Sun Wukong had already injected his magic power.

Zhu Moye's body shook, and he felt a new force coming. Then he realized that it was Sun Wukong who had arrived.

"Brother, I, Sun Wukong, will help you." Sun Wukong said, with his pointed face and monkey cheeks, but he looked particularly cute at this moment.

"Monkey, don't help without permission. It will only hurt you." The white snake demon shouted, and then recounted the horror of the Supreme Cauldron.

Sun Wukong was slightly stunned. He had never thought that such a thing could happen. Zhu Moye asked anxiously, "Lady Bai, may I ask how can I, Monkey King, escape this?"

The White Snake Demon was obviously very happy to be called the White Lady. She smiled and said, "That's a good name. From now on, people will call me the White Lady."

Her expression changed and she shook her head, saying, "There is no other way. Unless you can break free, you will be exhausted to death!" The White Snake Demon said nothing. This was because the Human Emperor could hold on, and although Sun Wukong now looked like he was helping, he doubled the possibility of Zhu Moye's death.

"Brother Monkey?" Zhu Moye asked.

"Don't be afraid. If we are going to die, we will die together. Don't think of anything else and try to collect this broken tripod." Everyone felt a little uncomfortable when Sun Wukong called the Supreme Tripod a Broken Tripod.

Zhu Moye sensed Sun Wukong's true nature and stopped talking nonsense. He immersed himself in his soul and put away the Supreme Cauldron again. Before, death was death, but now it was Sun Wukong's life that was at stake.

Zhu Moye would not allow it, let alone agree to it!

The battle to collect the Supreme Cauldron became a wrestling match between the brothers. Zhu Moye and Sun Wukong both began to lose weight. Zhu Moye's body hadn't changed much, as the six of them had seen before. But only now did they see the extraordinary physical changes of Sun Wukong.

Rays of golden light burst out, and unlike his mortal body, Sun Wukong's body was glowing.

The rays of light were not dissipated by the chaotic energy, but flowed into Zhu Moye's body, making Zhu Moye's body full of vitality again.

"He's truly a monkey born with great fortune, truly remarkable!" The Buddha and the Smiling Venerable couldn't help but sigh. Just this physical body alone was far superior to theirs. Even though Sun Wukong lacked magical power, with this physical body alone, he was a formidable opponent in terms of his skills.

Zhu Moye also realized the real gap between him and Sun Wukong. After all, he was born as a stone monkey, a holy spirit-like existence, which was extraordinary.

Chapter 813 Collection Success

Zhu Moye devoted himself to the collecting process, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Traveling through multiple worlds, I left almost quietly, just as I came quietly. He didn't dare to leave behind too much dedication, because he was afraid that too much would hold him back, and too much emotion would make him feel overwhelmed.

But in this world of Journey to the West, Zhu Moye experienced life and death several times, and even died for real once. Zhu Moye discovered that he had actually already integrated into this world.

There are people who make him laugh, people who make him cry, and even relatives and friends whom he is willing to give his life to protect.

A tear seemed to burst forth from his soul, instantly transforming into rain, illuminating the entire world. Zhu Moye suddenly discovered that he was standing in a mysterious space, no longer the Chaos Valley.

Here, there are green lands, green hills and clear waters. Everything is so beautiful, full of vitality and spring.

This is where?

Zhu Moye was running, but he could no longer fly, but his speed was still very fast, and he finally saw a person in front of him. He also looked at Zhu Moye, but Zhu Moye found that he could not see the other person's face clearly.

The latter was holding the little girl with the moth-like hair, and they were walking slowly on the grass, but there seemed to be some special rhythm, which made Zhu Moye feel trance-like.

The two disappeared, and Zhu Moye suddenly realized, wasn't that little girl the little flower from the Imperial City? Wasn't she living happily with her grandfather? Could something have happened in the Imperial City again?

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua?" Zhu Moye called Xiaohua's name loudly and chased after her.

However, Xiaohua did not respond, and her figure gradually dissipated into the air, turning into a real little flower, swaying on the grass.

Zhu Moye walked to Xiaohua's side, looked at her, and suddenly burst into tears. There was only one thought in his mind: what on earth had he done?

He had survived many life-threatening situations, or even a total of ten deaths, to save all the people in the imperial city, but now, he couldn't even save a little girl.

He made a great wish to become the emperor of mankind, to give people hope and make people believe in him. As long as they follow him, they will surely enter a new world and have a new life.

But now, everything was gone! Zhu Moye lay on the ground and burst into tears.

It was not until a long time later that Zhu Moye regained consciousness. He finally remembered that he had saved everything in the imperial city. Xiaohua should be living happily in the imperial city and would never appear here. Everything before was an illusion!

After wiping away his tears, Zhu Moye suddenly found it a little funny. After all these years, he was almost forty years old, but he was still crying. If he told others about it, he would really be laughed at.

"Are you really afraid of being laughed at?" An old man suddenly appeared beside Zhu Moye and asked softly.

Zhu Moye looked at the old man who appeared inexplicably, and he felt a familiar and close feeling from the old man.

Zhu Moye nodded, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Haha," the old man said with a smile, "I was burned by fire a thousand times while trying to make a fire. I was laughed at and felt ashamed, but later people praised me!"

After the old man finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the air.

"I have tasted hundreds of herbs..."

"I delve into words..."

“I planted food…”

Voices echoed between heaven and earth one after another. Zhu Moye tried hard to see, but found that they were human figures that appeared between heaven and earth and then disappeared again.

As the Emperor of Man, respected by Heaven and Earth, what is my purpose? I fear no hardship, no danger. Where my heart is, that's where my path will lead!

Zhu Moye suddenly saw this line of text and stood up involuntarily. He understood that it was the Human Emperors who were teaching him the Dharma.

The teachings might not have been accurate, but they did convey their insights to him. People said the Emperor was dead, but Zhu Moye had just sensed clearly that these people were not dead yet and were in a certain place.

"I am the ninth Human Emperor. Nine is the number of the extreme, which means I am destined to face many disasters and it will be difficult for me to walk the path of Human Emperor again. But once I do, I will definitely be the most powerful Human Emperor!"

A force seemed to surge into Zhu Moye's body, causing him to utter these words involuntarily. In an instant, Zhu Moye seemed to have an epiphany. He saw a corner of the future. Behind him stood eight human emperors, nine people standing between heaven and earth.

"They are trapped, they are trapped, and they need my rescue!"

"The Human Emperor Cauldron has returned!" Zhu Moye suddenly shouted. He understood at that moment that the Supreme Cauldron might have been its original name, but since the Human Emperor had acquired it, it had completely become the Human Emperor Cauldron, belonging to the Human Emperor.

A seven-colored light suddenly emerged between heaven and earth, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be shrinking. In a breath, it turned into a tripod and was held in Zhu Moye's palm.

It is crystal clear, but it is not a real object, but the spirit of the Human Emperor Cauldron, which now truly recognizes him.

"Let's go out!" Zhu Moye said softly.

The next moment, the world changed drastically. Zhu Moye opened his eyes and found that he had appeared in the Chaos Valley again.

An old man leaned over him, his white hair about to fall off. It was none other than Sun Wukong. Zhu Moye was horrified. He had never expected Sun Wukong to stay by his side. Their brotherly love meant they would share life and death together.

"Brother, wake up!" Zhu Moye said, and the Human Emperor Cauldron in his palm instantly turned into a fist-sized cauldron, and then a stream of blood spurted out and rushed into Sun Wukong's body.

Sun Wukong's body was plump, and soon he woke up, his eyes filled with light again. The first thing he said when he saw Zhu Moye was, "Brother, I knew you would succeed."

Zhu Moye felt his eyes turn red. He hugged Sun Wukong tightly and said, "I know we will succeed."

Zhu Moye actually took the Supreme Cauldron. This scene scared the Taoist Lu Ya below. He knew too well the power of the Supreme Cauldron. Even if Zhu Moye's power was not enough at this time, he could not control the Supreme Cauldron to unleash the most powerful magic.

However, with the Supreme Cauldron by his side, Zhu Moye is almost immortal. Of course, this is not true immortality, but if one wants to destroy Zhu Moye, he needs to take away the Supreme Cauldron, which is simply a dead end.

"Let's go." Lu Ya reacted quickly and decisively. He knew that this was no longer the time to fight, so he wanted to leave immediately.

As he said before, no one cared about detonating the chaotic energy here, because they knew Lu Ya would not do that.

The Buddha and the Smiling Master sighed and rushed out.

The king came over and looked at Zhu Moye, which made Zhu Moye feel a little scared. The king suddenly knelt on one knee and said, "Greetings to the Human Emperor!"

Chapter 814 Young Master

After hearing Wang's words about the Supreme Cauldron and his previous defense of him, Zhu Moye had expected the latter to be kind to him, but he actually knelt on one knee and worshipped him as the Human Emperor.

This was beyond Zhu Moye's expectations. After all, the gap in strength was too big, and there was no relationship between them before. The king's bow made Zhu Moye feel flattered.

To be honest, Zhu Moye was already very satisfied to be able to make friends with this king. Even if their relationship was average, as long as they were not enemies and the king did not attack him, Zhu Moye felt it was a fluke.

But the king actually knelt down and worshipped him as his lord!

Zhu Moye suppressed his excitement and quickly helped Wang up, saying that he was not worthy of the honor.

"My clan stands here to protect the legendary Supreme Cauldron, awaiting the emergence of the next Human Emperor. Becoming their guardian is a thousand-year-old responsibility. See you, young master!"

This time, the king's address was more intimate, and his expression was full of loyalty.

The natives represented by the king had been dominating this place for many years. Although their numbers were small compared to the entire Three Realms, their individual strength and the harsh environment had bred them into skilled warriors.

If he could really subdue this group of people, it would definitely be a huge help to him.

Especially in the possible war among the three realms in the future, it will be a huge help for Zhu Moye to protect himself and gain huge benefits in the war.

After traveling through so many worlds, Zhu Moye also encountered many powerful humans and gods. Zhu Moye deeply understood the fact that a person's ability to achieve a powerful position depends on strength, luck, and character, which should not be underestimated.

History is written by the victors, so only the good side is preserved, while the bad side is naturally not recorded. Even some things that are ambiguous and difficult to distinguish between good and bad will not be recorded.

Nuwa is his backer now, but in the future war, will Nuwa really let him become more powerful? And when Zhu Moye shows great potential and even shows his powerful strength, will Nuwa not be afraid of him?

Zhu Moye has seen this kind of thing too many times in history: a person's achievements are so great that they threaten his master!

And this is still thinking on the bright side. Just look at the people who come here to know how terrifying the future Three Realms War will be. Some people Zhu Moye has never heard of, but their strength is extremely powerful.

Their strength was even greater than that of the four well-known Bodhisattvas. Facing these people, how could they protect themselves in the war? Without their own strength, how could they struggle in the battle formation?

Nuwa seemed to value them very much, but did she really care about their combat power? Not to mention the two white snake demons, the strength of the Nuwa demon was already far superior to the two of them.

This shows how much power Nuwa has hidden in the dark!

People may not necessarily place their bets on Zhu Moye and Sun Wukong. They take it for granted that they are powerful and do not enhance their own strength, but they are really seeking their own death.