Gou Zai Xi You Dao Chang Sheng

The force of the punch was as strong as a mountain, striking right at the chest.

The Demon King's expression changed.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years and experienced countless battles, how could he not see the weight of this punch?

The fist technique appeared simple and direct, but in fact it subtly aligned with the power of heaven and earth.

With a single punch, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles was drawn in and gathered on the fist's edge.

In an instant, a fierce force was formed.

boom!

Before the Demon King could think, he held his trident horizontally in front of his chest and took the punch head-on.

The fists and halberds clashed, producing a loud bang.

The sound was like a thunderclap, causing the entire island to tremble violently.

Countless demon soldiers were so shocked by the sound that they bled from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground.

The force of the punch penetrated his body, and the Flood Dragon Demon King felt an immense surge of power.

That power was continuous, layer upon layer, one after another.

He retreated rapidly, sliding dozens of feet through the void before finally regaining his footing.

Looking down, a deep fist-shaped mark was clearly visible on the trident.

The Demon King's expression changed drastically.

The power of that punch far exceeded his expectations.

If it were a normal day, when he was at his peak, he wouldn't be afraid.

But now, his injuries have not healed, and the monkey's club wounds still remain in his body.

The punch struck his old wound precisely.

"Lion Camel King! Have you gone mad?!"

The Flood Dragon Demon King roared, his demonic energy surging and transforming into a black pillar of light that shot into the sky.

Within that pillar of light, the faint phantom of a giant dragon could be seen, circling and flying.

The giant dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a beam of eerie light, heading straight for Li Yan.

Chi Chi!

Wherever the eerie light passed, even the void itself was corroded.

Li Yan stood in the void, his expression unchanged.

He gazed at the faint light and nodded silently to himself.

This is the signature move of the Flood Dragon Demon King: Netherworld Poison Light.

This light is based on the poison of a ten-thousand-year-old dragon, and is formed by merging with the energy of the netherworld. It is specifically designed to break through protective divine light.

Even a Taiyi Golden Immortal would suffer physical decay and damage to their primordial spirit if struck by this light.

If it were someone else, they would definitely avoid it.

However, Li Yan came here this time acting as the Lion Camel King.

Lion Camel King, also known as the Great Sage Who Moved Mountains, possesses a powerful physique and boundless magical power, and is renowned for his fierceness.

He would never back down in the face of such poisonous light.

In the blink of an eye, Li Yan did not retreat but advanced, taking a step forward.

His body shone with golden light, transforming into a golden shield that protected his entire body.

That golden light was formed from the power of the grotto-heaven, fused with the profound mystery of the twelve-petaled golden lotus.

The eerie light collided with the golden light, making a continuous ringing sound.

The golden light dimmed slightly, yet it steadily blocked the eerie light without receding an inch.

The Demon King's expression changed again.

"What kind of protective aura is that?"

Li Yan said gruffly, "Haven't I made any progress over the years?"

Before he could finish speaking, another punch was thrown.

Wherever the fist passed, the void shattered inch by inch, revealing pitch-black chaos.

Within the fist techniques, one can faintly perceive the movement of the sun, moon, and stars, and the appearance of mountains and rivers.

A single punch contains the immense power of a miniature world.

The Demon King's face turned slightly pale.

He immediately bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The essence and blood transformed into a streak of blood light and disappeared into the trident.

The trident suddenly shone brightly.

Countless blood-red runes appeared on the halberd, with faint phantom images of dragons swirling around it.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon gripped his halberd with both hands and thrust it out with all his might.

Its power is so great that it can split mountains and sever rivers.

boom!

It sounded like the collapse of heaven and earth.

The sea of ​​clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles, was shaken and scattered.

On the island, countless demon soldiers were shaken so badly that they bled from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground.

Some lesser demons with low cultivation levels were even directly shaken to the point of their souls being scattered and turning into ashes.

The force of the fist penetrated the halberd and flowed into the body of the Flood Dragon Demon King.

The Demon King felt his internal organs trembling violently.

A sharp pain shot through the old wound.

puff!

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Blood mist filled the sky, staining a sea of ​​clouds crimson.

The Flood Dragon Demon King retreated rapidly, sliding more than a hundred feet through the void before finally regaining his footing.

He looked down and saw another fist-shaped mark on the trident.

The two fist-shaped imprints, one above the other, almost pierced through the halberd.

The Demon King's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You...your martial arts skills..."

Li Yan stood in the void, his body shimmering with golden light, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

He laughed and said, "These years, I haven't wasted them."

The Demon King felt a chill and turned to flee.

Suddenly, everything went blurry before my eyes.

A figure, swift as lightning, had already arrived behind him.

Sun Wukong, disguised as the Roc Demon King, spread his wings and blocked his path.

Those dark blue wings had sharp edges and gleamed with a cold light.

The Demon King's heart sank.

Ahead stood the Lion Camel King, his fists like towering mountains, their power overwhelming.

Following behind was the Roc Demon King, who moved like lightning, his wings like blades.

These two demon kings are determined to take his life today.

He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, his body surging with demonic energy, and countless illusory dragon shadows swirling and dancing around him.

The Demon King of Jiao stood there, holding a trident, his face grim.

"Gentlemen, I have no grudge against you, why have you come to this?"

Li Yan sneered, "You invited us to Flower Fruit Mountain back then, saying you'd get a share of the spoils. And what happened?"

"That monkey was fierce; we were beaten and fled in disarray. You, on the other hand, are hiding on this island, living a carefree life."

"Now that monkey has recovered, it's coming back to haunt us. Tell me, how should we settle this score?"

The Demon King's expression changed repeatedly.

He cursed inwardly, thinking, "These two brutes are being used as pawns without even realizing it."

But these words cannot be spoken aloud.

But these words cannot be spoken aloud.

Helpless, he could only suppress his anger and say:

"Gentlemen, there's more to this than meets the eye."

There's someone plotting behind that monkey. We're all pawns, why fight amongst ourselves?

Sun Wukong shrieked, "Enough nonsense! Today, I, the King, am going to take your life!"

With a flap of its wings, it transformed into a streak of azure light and rushed towards the Flood Dragon Demon King.

Its speed was as fast as lightning, arriving in an instant.

The Demon King's expression changed, and he held his trident horizontally in front of his chest, blocking with all his might.

when!

The halberds clashed, sparks flew, illuminating half the sky.

The Demon King felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth and retreated violently.

Looking down, I saw another deep scratch on the trident.

Just then, another gust of evil wind swept in from behind.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragons flickered, transforming into a streak of black light as he dodged to the side.

The force of the punch grazed past me, bringing a sharp pain.

The Demon King looked down and saw that his clothes were torn under his arm, revealing a bloody stain.

The Demon King's heart grew heavier.

These two demon kings, one in front and one behind, cooperated perfectly, launching a continuous barrage of attacks.

Although he possessed the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, his injuries had not yet healed, making it difficult for him to fight for long.

If this continues, death is inevitable.

With this in mind, the Demon King of the Flood Dragon made a firm decision.

Using secret techniques, burning magical power.

Immediately afterwards, he gripped the halberd with both hands and swung it with all his might.

A blood-red blade of light shot out from the tip of the halberd.

The blade of light was about a hundred feet long and several feet wide, with edges like a knife.

Wherever the light blade passed, even the void was sliced ​​open.

Blood filled the sky, and a murderous aura soared to the heavens.

A strange light flashed in Li Yan's eyes.

This is the Demon King Jiao's trump card, the Blood Fiend Sky-Splitting Blade.

This blade is drawn from essence and blood, based on the poison of a dragon, and infused with ten thousand years of cultivation.

A single strike can shatter the void and sever mountains and rivers.

Even a Taiyi Golden Immortal wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

Although he resembled the Lion Camel King, he dared not be arrogant.

With a slight thought, golden light shone brightly around him, condensing into a golden wall of light in front of him.

boom!

The crimson light blade struck the golden light wall.

A deafening roar shook the heavens, shattering the void.

The golden light trembled violently, flickering unpredictably, yet it desperately blocked the blood-red light blade.

Blood and gold intertwined, eroding each other.

Click!

Click!

Before the Flood Dragon King could react, Li Yan raised his hand and grabbed.

Golden light surged from his palm, transforming into a giant golden hand that grabbed at the Flood Dragon Demon King.

That giant hand had five fingers as thick as mountains, and within its palm, the sun, moon, and stars seemed to circulate.

It is a variant of the "Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand," a supernatural power that incorporates the power of a grotto-heaven.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragons desperately dodged.

But that giant golden hand seemed to be everywhere.

No matter where he fled, the giant hand remained above his head.

There is no escape.

Upon seeing this, the Flood Dragon King thrust out his trident with all his might to meet the giant golden palm.

The tip of the halberd pierced the palm.

boom!

Golden light exploded, and blood splattered everywhere.

The trident flew out of my hand.

The Demon King was also blasted backward, his blood splattering across the sky.

It tumbled dozens of feet in the void before finally regaining its footing.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"What...what kind of supernatural power do you possess?"

Li Yan withdrew the giant golden palm, stood with his hands behind his back, and sneered without saying a word.

Sun Wukong shrieked, "Hehe, this old lion has had a great stroke of luck these past few years!"

Before he could finish speaking, he flapped his wings and pounced on the Flood Dragon Demon King again.

The Demon King was terrified. He transformed into a streak of black light and fled into the depths of the East Sea as fast as lightning.

Li Yan and Sun Wukong exchanged a glance and immediately gave chase.

Three beams of light chased each other through the sea of ​​clouds.

One in front and two behind, as fast as a shooting star.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon fled desperately, filled with fear and trepidation.

He decisively took out a jade talisman from his bosom.

The jade talisman was entirely dark blue, with faint traces of flowing seawater within.

It is a communication jade talisman from the Dragon Palace of the North Sea.

Click!

The jade talisman was crushed by him, turning into a blue light that disappeared into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Li Yan was overjoyed and slowed down his pace.

Sun Wukong understood as well.

The two pursued at a leisurely pace, neither chasing too closely nor letting the Flood Dragon King escape.

Seeing that they weren't chasing him too closely, the Demon King felt somewhat relieved.

Once reinforcements arrive, he will be able to kill these two brutes.

Thinking of this, he took out another jade talisman.

The jade talisman was fiery red all over, with faint starlight flowing within it.

—A token of the Water Deity.

The Demon King Jiao followed the same method.

The red light also vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

Li Yan observed all of this and pondered to himself.

This Flood Dragon Demon King was quite alert; he knew to call for help.

Unfortunately, the North Sea Dragon Palace and the Water Deity he sought were the very witnesses he was waiting for.

He looked up at Sun Wukong, and their eyes met, a tacit understanding forming between them.

Immediately, Li Yan slowed down his cloud-like movements, pretending to be unable to keep up.

Sun Wukong also toned down his fierceness, merely following from a distance, neither too close nor too far.

Seeing that their attacks were gradually slowing down, the Demon King felt much more at ease.

He made plans as he fled.

Once the Dragon Palace and the Star Lord's forces arrive, they'll definitely teach these two brutes a lesson!

Three beams of light chased each other through the sea of ​​clouds, heading eastward and further and further away.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, two beams of light suddenly emerged from the sea of ​​clouds ahead.

One was a deep, dark blue, like the abyss of the ocean. The other was a clear, bright green, like the waters of the Milky Way.

Amidst the blue light, a figure stood proudly.

The man was tall, about eighteen feet in height, with a pair of coral-like horns on his head.

Its entire body is covered in dark blue scales, gleaming with a cold, icy light.

His face was as fair as jade, his eyebrows as sharp as swords, and his pair of blue eyes were as deep as the sea, making one's heart tremble at the sight of them.

He held a three-pronged fork.

The fork is engraved with countless water-patterned runes, and the sound of the tide can be faintly heard.

This person is Ao Shuo, the third prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace.

Within another beam of emerald light was a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a turquoise robe.

The Taoist priest had a face like a full moon, eyes like bright stars, and three long strands of beard flowing down his chest, giving him a somewhat otherworldly and ethereal air.

Holding a jade ruyi, with faint starlight flowing over it, it illuminated her entire body with a clear glow.

Although this person was not wearing armor, his aura was in no way inferior to that of the Dragon Palace prince.

He is the Water-Controlling True Lord under the Water Virtue Star Lord, surnamed Xu, named Che, with the Daoist name Chengyuan.

Upon seeing the two, the Demon King of the Flood Dragon felt as if he had seen saviors and hurriedly went to greet them.

"Third Prince! True Lord Xu! Help!"

Ao Shuo's gaze sharpened as he looked at the two figures chasing after him, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Lion Camel King? Roc Demon King?"

Xu Che also showed a strange expression.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragons gasped, "It's those two brutes! I don't know what possessed them, they're determined to take my life!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Shuo's expression darkened slightly.

"Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this?"

Li Yan, transformed into the Lion Camel King, stood in the void, his body surging with demonic energy.

"I have a score to settle with him."

"Indeed! Today, I, the King, will take his life!"

Ao Shuo listened, his brows furrowing even more.

Although he had some connection with the Flood Dragon Demon King, he knew that the man was cunning and treacherous, and that he was probably in trouble this time.

However, regardless of the circumstances, the Flood Dragon King was, after all, related to the North Sea Dragon Palace by marriage.

If we just stand by and watch him be killed by the two demon kings, what face will the Dragon Palace have left?

Thinking of this, Ao Shuo said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, there may be a misunderstanding about this matter."

"Perhaps we should stop for now and let me get to the bottom of this."

Sun Wukong said, "Enough nonsense! Today, I, the King, will kill him without hesitation!"

Upon seeing this, Ao Shuo held his trident horizontally in front of him, and the water vapor around him surged, transforming into a dark blue light curtain that blocked his path.

"Gentlemen, do not make a mistake for yourselves."

Xu Che also stepped forward, shaking the jade ruyi in his hand. Instantly, starlight fell, transforming into a wall of azure light.

Intertwined with the dark blue light curtain, it protected the Flood Dragon Demon King behind him.

Upon seeing this, Li Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

"Third Prince, True Lord Xu, I respect you two as people of the Dragon Palace and the Heavenly Court, and I am unwilling to fight with you."

But this Flood Dragon Demon King must die today.

Ao Shuo's eyes narrowed.

"What if I insist on protecting him?"

Li Yan grinned.

That smile looked particularly ferocious on his rugged face.

"Then let's fight together!"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yan stepped on the [Zhen] position.

Zhen represents thunder and movement.

In an instant, as he took that step, his aura surged, exploding like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

His punches were like hammer blows.

The hammer fell like a mountain collapsing.

Ao Shuo's expression changed slightly, but he was not afraid.

He was the third prince of the Dragon Palace. He had been cultivating since childhood, and although his martial arts skills were not as good as those of the old demons, they were still genuine.

The halberd was held horizontally in front of his chest, taking the punch head-on.

when!

Where fists and halberds clashed, it was like a meteor falling to earth, illuminating half the sky.

Ao Shuo felt his arms go weak and couldn't help but think to himself,

This Lion Camel King is rumored to be famous for his ability to move mountains, and seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved.

At that moment, Sun Wukong, in his guise as the Roc Demon King, broke through the barrier and headed straight for the Flood Dragon Demon King.

Whoohoo!

puff!

The wingtip grazed past, leaving a wound under its ribs.

In an instant, the clouds resembled blooming blood flowers.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragons let out a miserable scream.

Xu Che's expression darkened, and he waved the jade ruyi in his hand.

A beam of emerald light shot out from the Ruyi and headed straight for Sun Wukong.

That emerald light was the "Heavenly River Pure Water" personally passed down by the Water Virtue Star Lord. It appeared gentle, but in reality, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

A single drop of water can crush a small mountain.

Although Sun Wukong did not know the details of this creature, he knew how powerful it was.

He flapped his wings and dodged in an instant.

A turquoise light brushed past and fell onto the sea below.

boom!

The sea surface exploded, creating towering waves.

The giant wave was hundreds of feet high, like a mountain collapsing, sweeping out in all directions.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes flashed, and he was secretly alarmed.

Xu Che does have some skill.

Seeing this, Li Yan said in a deep voice, "Old Peng, you deal with that dragon cub, I'll handle this bastard!"

Another punch was thrown at Xu Che.

Wherever the fist passed, the void distorted, bringing with it a gust of wind.

Amidst the howling wind, the faint sound of thunder could be heard, making one's eardrums ache.

Xu Cheyu shook the Ruyi.

A beam of emerald light transformed into a curtain of water, shielding him from view.

A fist falls onto the water curtain.

boom!

The water curtain trembled violently, flickering unpredictably, yet it steadily blocked the punch.

Xu Che said calmly, "Lion Camel King, although you are known for your strength, you should not underestimate the power of the Heavenly Court."

Li Yan chuckled and withdrew his fist.

Ao Shuo steadied himself, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

The Lion Camel King's boxing style appears rough, but it is actually exquisite.

With a single punch, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles is drawn together and gathered on the fist, forming an overwhelming force.

At that moment, a streak of azure light shot straight toward Ao Shuo.

Ao Shuo's body was enveloped in surging water vapor, which transformed into a dark blue pillar of light that soared straight into the heavens.

Within that pillar of light, the faint phantom of a gigantic dragon could be seen, swirling and dancing.

The dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a beam of eerie light, which went straight for Sun Wukong.

Wherever the eerie light passed, the void froze, condensing into layers of ice.

The streak of blue light transformed into a tornado, narrowly avoiding it.

The ghostly light missed its target, but exploded behind him, turning into countless ice crystals.

The ice crystals, dense and overwhelming, swept towards him.

Sun Wukong frowned and flapped his wings repeatedly.

A strong wind blew, causing the ice crystals to swirl back.

Ao Shuo quickly dodged.

At that moment, Li Yan threw another punch at Xu Che.

As the fist is thrown, a raging fire ignites on the tip of the fist.

The raging fire, crimson with a hint of gold, was ablaze with color.

Even the void itself was distorted by it.

It was Li Yan who incorporated the true fire of the sun from the cave into his fist technique.

Xu Che frowned and waved the jade ruyi in his hand repeatedly.

Three beams of emerald light transformed into three layers of water curtains, blocking the view in front of them.

A fist falls onto the water curtain.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three layers of water curtain, each layer shattering.

The force of the punch pierced through the curtain, heading straight for Xu Che's chest.

In an instant, Xu Che's figure became illusory as he used his supernatural powers to evade.

The punch missed its mark, but the force remained, transforming into a rain of fire.

The fiery rain fell on the sea, and white mist rose up from it.

"Lion Camel King, what kind of fist technique is that?"

Li Yan laughed heartily: "What do you think of my self-created [Lion King Divine Fist]?"

Lion King Fist?

When did this Lion Camel King learn such profound boxing techniques?

While pondering.

Ah!

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon screamed in agony.

It turned out that Sun Wukong had taken advantage of everyone's unpreparedness and slashed with his wing again.

This wing strike landed squarely on the back of the Flood Dragon Demon King.

The Demon King felt a powerful force surging towards him.

His body lunged forward, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

On his back, there was a deep wound that revealed the bone, and scarlet blood gushed out like a spring, turning the white mist into blood.

The Demon King's eyes were filled with terror.

"Third Prince! The latest chapter of [Chapter Title] has been updated, hurry and catch up! Xu Zhenjun! Save me!"

Ao Shuo was about to step forward to help.

Li Yan blocked his way.

next moment.

Ao Shuo revealed his true dragon form, transforming into streaks of dark blue light that slashed towards Li Yan.

Those light blades, densely packed and overwhelming, each possessed the power to split mountains.

Li Yan's expression remained unchanged as he repeatedly clenched his fists.

Punches rained down, their shadows filling the sky.

Clang!

Fists clashed.

Those light blades were shattered one by one by punches.

The Lion Camel King's boxing technique is so exquisite?

Ao Shuo was filled with doubt and uncertainty, but his attacks became even more ferocious.

The trident in his hand transformed into a dark blue beam of light, piercing towards Li Yan's throat.

Li Yan's eyes flashed, and he stepped aside to avoid it.

The halberd tip grazed past my shoulder, causing a sharp pain.

His gaze swept over the area, revealing a faint bloodstain on the shoulder.

Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, Ao Shuo was greatly encouraged.

"The Lion Camel King is nothing special!"

Li Yan didn't answer, and threw another punch, accompanied by a torrent of water.

The floodwaters, deep and icy cold, swept towards Ao Shuo.

Ao Shuo's face showed shock.

He is a dragon, born and raised in the water, and is most familiar with water.

But the flood sent a chill down his spine.

Its true form transformed into a pillar of light, soaring into the sky.

The beam of light collided with the flood.

boom!

Earthquakes and tremors.

The floodwaters and beams of light intertwined and eroded each other, creating a mist that filled the sky.

The mist spread out, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the sea of ​​clouds for miles around.

Ao Shuo felt a sweet taste in his throat, and his face turned ashen.

It was at this moment.

The Flood Dragon Demon King was terrified and desperately tried to dodge by channeling his magic power.

But his injuries were too severe; how could he possibly dodge?

A flash of blue light appeared.

puff!

The wingtip ripped through the void, leaving a bloody mark on the neck of the Flood Dragon Demon King.

The Demon King felt a chill on his neck, followed by a sharp pain.

He reached out and touched it; his hand was covered in blood.

"No...it's impossible..."

Before he could finish speaking, his head slid off his neck.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

The blood mist spread out.

The body of the Flood Dragon King slowly fell downwards, into the vast ocean.

The primordial spirit escaped from the corpse, transforming into a wisp of light, and attempted to flee.

Li Yan was prepared.

With a raised hand, a giant palm materialized and grabbed at the ghostly light.

The eerie light entered and instantly froze the primordial spirit of the Flood Dragon Demon King.

The eerie light struggled for a few moments before gradually dimming, eventually turning into specks of light and dissipating into the world.

Both body and spirit perished; soul and spirit scattered.

Upon seeing this, Ao Shuo and Xu Che's expressions changed drastically.

"How dare you!"

Ao Shuo roared and charged toward Li Yan.

Li Yan raised his hand and waved.

A golden light surged from his palm, transforming into a golden wall of light that blocked Ao Shuo's path.

"Third Prince, the man is already dead. Why engage in pointless fighting?"

Ao Shuo was furious, but he couldn't break through the golden light wall no matter what he did.

Just then, Sun Wukong arrived at Li Yan's side.

"Old Lion, let's go!"

Li Yan nodded slightly and looked at Ao Shuo and Xu Che.

In those large, copper-bell-shaped eyes, a fierce light flashed, yet it also revealed a profound meaning.

The next moment, the two transformed into two beams of light and disappeared towards the western horizon.

A figure as imposing as a mountain, with fiery red hair.

A swift movement, like lightning, with blue wings as sharp as knives.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the horizon of the sea of ​​clouds.

Ao Shuo stood in the void, staring at the two disappearing beams of light, his face ashen.

He gripped the trident so tightly that his fingers turned white.

"Lion Camel King! Roc Demon King! I will remember you!"

Xu Che accepted the jade ruyi, his brows furrowing slightly, and said slowly:

"Third Prince, this matter is suspicious."

Ao Shuo turned to look at him, his anger still burning.

"What's strange?"

Xu Che pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"That Lion Camel King, although a demon king, always went his own way and rarely joined forces with the Roc Demon King."

"But today they've all come together, determined to take the life of the Flood Dragon Demon King; this is strange indeed."

"Furthermore, the Lion Camel King's fist technique, in my opinion, does not resemble that of a demon king."

Ao Shuo was taken aback.

"Doesn't seem like the style of a demon king?"

Xu Che nodded.

"The fist technique, though powerful and fierce, contains subtle changes of yin and yang."

With a single punch, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles was drawn and gathered on the fist's edge.

Such methods are rarely seen even in the Heavenly Court.

"And that giant golden hand, when it clenched down, actually resembled a Buddhist kingdom within its palm."

When did the Lion Camel King learn Buddhist supernatural powers?

As Ao Shuo listened, his expression gradually became serious.

"you mean……"

Xu Che shook his head slightly.

"I merely find it strange, but I dare not draw any conclusions. However..."

He gazed at the western horizon, a profound look flashing in his eyes.

"That Roc Demon King is..."

"And that Lion Camel King, according to legend..."

Ao Shuo listened, his expression changing repeatedly.

"Does Master Xu mean that today's events were orchestrated by Mount Ling?"

Xu Che waved his hand and said, "This humble Taoist dares not speak presumptuously."

However, the Flood Dragon Demon King has been building his power in the East Sea over the years.

Some entities probably don't want to see him grow too powerful.

Ao Shuo remained silent.

He recalled the Demon King's death screams.

If it is indeed Lingshan who is behind this, then if he rashly retaliates today, wouldn't he be making an enemy of Buddhism?

But Ao Shuo was not the kind of person who would cower in fear.

He was the third prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace. He had been pampered by his father since childhood and had never suffered such humiliation.

They could only stand there helplessly as their in-laws were beaten to death, unable to do anything about it.

He couldn't swallow this insult!

"Master Xu, thank you for your help today."

If you have time in the future, please visit the Dragon Palace of the North Sea for a chat. I will host a banquet to thank you.

Xu Che cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness is too kind. I have only done my best and dare not claim any credit."

Ao Shuo nodded and turned to leave.

Xu Che called out to him.

"Third Prince, wait a moment."

Ao Shuo turned around.

Xu Che looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Third Prince, I dare to offer some advice."

Ao Shuo said, "Please speak, True Lord."

Xu Che said, "If the Third Prince wishes to pursue this matter today, I hope he will think twice before acting."

"The Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King have far-reaching connections. If we act rashly, I fear..."

Ao Shuo's expression darkened slightly.

"What are you afraid of?"

Xu Che said, "I'm afraid it will backfire."

A murky, strange light flashed across his eyes.

He said, "Thank you for your kindness, True Lord. I understand."

Having said that, he transformed into a streak of dark blue light and disappeared towards the northern horizon.

Xu Che gazed at the disappearing light and shook his head slightly.

"Young and impetuous, unaware of the consequences."

He sighed, then transformed into a streak of emerald light and vanished into the sea of ​​clouds.

Ao Shuo headed north, disappearing like lightning.

The murky color in his eyes grew even more intense.

At the same time, anger surged within him, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

The Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King killed the Flood Dragon Demon King right in front of me!

I, the king, could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything!

What a humiliation!

If he goes back like this, how will he explain himself when his father asks?

What would those sons and grandsons of the emperor say behind his back?

They say the Third Prince is useless, watching helplessly as his own in-laws are beaten to death, and he doesn't even dare to utter a peep?

Ao Shuo grew angrier the more he thought about it, and his escape light became even faster.

He suddenly stopped halfway through his journey.

Standing in the void, gazing at the vast sea of ​​clouds, his expression shifted between light and shadow.

Return to the Dragon Palace?

No.

We can't just go back like this.

He wants to go to the Heavenly Court.

We need to file a complaint.

Accuse the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King of their unauthorized killing of their in-laws from the North Sea Dragon Palace and their disregard for the laws of Heaven!

He is the third prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace, holding a rank and being registered as a celestial being.

He filed a complaint, and the Heavenly Court must accept it!

As for who is behind the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King...

Hmph, who cares who he is!

So what if it's Mount Ling?

I am in the right, why should I be afraid of them?

Upon realizing this, Ao Shuo immediately changed direction and flew towards the highest heavens.

Passing through layers of clouds and over one fairy mountain after another.

A fierce wind howled, and the sea of ​​clouds surged.

He flew upwards, heading towards the Southern Heavenly Gate.

Halfway there, they suddenly saw a figure slowly walking towards them from the sea of ​​clouds ahead.

The figure had white hair and a youthful face, with a lean and refined appearance, and held a whisk in his hand.

Upon seeing this, Ao Shuo quickly slowed down his escape and stepped forward to pay his respects.

"Junior Ao Shuo greets Venus."

Venus nodded slightly and flicked his whisk.

"Third Prince, there's no need for such formalities. I notice you look unwell; is something the matter?"

Ao Shuo took a deep breath and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Venus, may you bear witness. This junior has something to report to the Heavenly Court."

Venus raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? Complaining? Complaining about whom?"

Ao Shuo said, "Sue the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King!"

A strange light flashed in Venus's eyes.

"Lion Camel King? Roc Demon King? How did these two demon kings offend the Third Prince?"

Ao Shuo then recounted the events of the day in detail.

He spoke through gritted teeth, his anger blazing.

As Venus listened, his expression gradually became serious.

After Ao Shuo finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and slowly said:

"Third Prince, I advise you not to publicize this matter."

Ao Shuo was taken aback.

Why?

Taibai Jinxing said, "The Third Prince just said that the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King both used some supernatural powers that are not like those of demon kings?"

Ao Shuo nodded.

"Exactly."

The Lion Camel King unleashed a punch that stirred up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles.

With a single grasping motion, it revealed the image of a Buddhist kingdom within the palm of one's hand.

Upon hearing this, Venus's gaze narrowed slightly.

"A Buddhist kingdom in the palm of your hand?"

Ao Shuo said, "That's right."

As I witnessed it with my own eyes, that golden giant hand had five fingers as thick as mountains, and within its palm, the sun, moon, and stars seemed to flow.

Such supernatural powers are clearly Buddhist methods.

Upon hearing this, Venus sighed.

"Third Prince, do you know the origin of that Lion Camel King?"

Ao Shuo said, "It is said to be a descendant of the blue lion, the mount of Manjushri Bodhisattva."

Venus nodded.

"That's right. Manjushri Bodhisattva is one of the four great Bodhisattvas of the Western Paradise, holding a high position and great power."

His mount, a blue lion, had followed him for many years and was deeply influenced by Buddhist teachings.

"It's not surprising that the Lion Camel King, being a descendant of the Green Lion, possesses some Buddhist supernatural powers."

Ao Shuo asked, "But what about the Roc Demon King?"

Venus said, "The Peng Demon King is a descendant of the Golden-Winged Roc."

The Golden-Winged Roc lineage has an even deeper connection with Mount Ling. Legend has it that the guardian bird of Mount Ling is the Golden-Winged Roc.

"Both of these demon kings are connected to Mount Ling. If the Third Prince wishes to sue them..."

At this point, he looked at Ao Shuo, a profound meaning flashing in his eyes.

"I'm afraid we'll offend Mount Ling."

Ao Shuo's expression changed slightly.

Although he was young and impetuous, he was not a fool.

He understood what Venus was saying.

If he were to accuse the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King, he would be making an enemy of Mount Ling.

Is he, a mere third prince of the Dragon Palace, capable of being an enemy of Mount Ling?

But if he doesn't sue, how can he swallow this insult?

Ao Shuo's expression was uncertain, and he remained silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Venus shook his head slightly.

"Third Prince, I have a word of advice to offer."

Ao Shuo looked up.

Venus said, "Some things, which seem like enmity, are actually calamities."

Some grudges, though seemingly deserving of revenge, are in fact unavoidable.

"The Third Prince is young and impetuous, and I understand."

But in this world, some things cannot be resolved by mere impulse.

"That Flood Dragon Demon King, although related to the Third Prince, is only related by marriage."

Was it worth it for the Third Prince to offend Mount Ling for him?

Venus added, "Furthermore, the Flood Dragon Demon King has been building up his power in the East Sea over the years, recruiting soldiers and horses, and his ambitions are not small."

Third Prince, do you know who's behind him?

Ao Shuo was taken aback.

Venus shook his head slightly but did not answer.

He simply patted Ao Shuo on the shoulder, then transformed into a golden light and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

Ao Shuo stood in the void, gazing at the vanishing golden light, his expression complex.

After a long while, just as he was about to leave, a wisp of calamity-induced turbidity rose in his mind.

The next moment, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

do not care.

Even if it offends Mount Ling, he will get his revenge!

If we let this go today, he'll never be able to hold his head up high again!

With this in mind, Ao Shuo changed his escape light and continued flying upwards.

Passing through layers of clouds and over one fairy mountain after another.

Finally, a huge portal appeared ahead.

That gate was ten thousand feet high and a thousand feet wide.

It is carved entirely from white jade and engraved with countless auspicious cloud patterns.

Above the doorway hangs a huge plaque.

The plaque bears three large characters: Nantianmen (South Heaven Gate).

On either side of the gate stood two rows of heavenly soldiers and generals.

Each of them wore golden helmets and armor, wielding golden spears, exuding a majestic and murderous aura.

The four Heavenly Kings, each occupying a territory, are the leaders.

Ao Shuo slowed down his escape light and headed towards the South Heavenly Gate.

As the Heavenly King of Growth approached, he stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said:

"Third Prince, are you going to enter the Heavenly Court?"

Ao Shuo returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Indeed. I have something to report to the Lingxiao Palace."

The King of Growth raised an eyebrow.

"Complain? Complain to whom?"

Ao Shuo said, "Sue the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King!"

Upon hearing this, the Four Heavenly Kings were all moved.

The Heavenly King of Growth and the Heavenly King of Abundance exchanged a glance, a strange light flashing in their eyes.

Vaisravana stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"Third Prince, those Lion Camel King and Roc Demon King are demon kings. Do you have any evidence to support your accusations against them?"

Ao Shuo said, "Yes."

This junior witnessed it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears. Furthermore, Xu Zhenjun, a subordinate of the Water Virtue Star Lord, can also bear witness.

After a moment of contemplation, the Heavenly King of Abundance slowly said:

"Third Prince, do you know the origins of the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King?"

Ao Shuo said, "I know. One is related to Manjushri Bodhisattva, and the other is related to Mount Ling."

Vaisravana nodded.

"If you knew that, why did you still sue?"

Ao Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "I'll sue!"

Vaisravana looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"The Third Prince has backbone. But..."

He sighed.

"Alright, you can go in now."

Having said that, he raised his hand and waved it.

The two rows of heavenly soldiers and generals made way for each other.

Ao Shuo cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Heavenly King."

He strode towards the South Heavenly Gate.

Behind him, the Four Heavenly Kings watched his retreating figure and whispered among themselves.

The Heavenly King of Growth said, "This Ao Shuo does have some courage."

The Heavenly King of Vaishravana shook his head and said, "Courage is there, but unfortunately, we don't know how deep it is."

Dhritarashtra said, "We all know who is behind Lion Camel King and Roc Demon King."

"If he files a lawsuit, I'm afraid..."

The Heavenly King Guangmu said, "Who cares? Let's just guard the Southern Heavenly Gate. The rest is none of our business."

The Four Heavenly Kings exchanged a glance and returned to their respective positions.

Ao Shuo passed through the South Heavenly Gate and headed towards the Lingxiao Palace.

Although he had visited the Heavenly Court several times, he had never entered the Lingxiao Palace alone to file a complaint.

I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

But the thought of the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King killing the Flood Dragon Demon King right in front of him filled him with rage.

who cares!

告！

As he pondered, the wisp of calamity within his mind grew increasingly heavy.

Not far ahead, a magnificent palace suddenly came into view.

That palace was a thousand feet high and ten thousand feet wide.

The entire piece is made of gold and jade, and is engraved with countless auspicious cloud patterns and dragon and phoenix designs.

Above the palace gate hangs a huge plaque.

The plaque bears three large characters: Lingxiao Palace.

On either side of the palace gate stood two rows of golden-armored divine generals.

Each of them was over ten feet tall, clad in golden helmets and armor, wielding golden spears, and exuding an imposing aura.

Ao Shuo took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the palace gate.

As he approached the palace, a golden-armored general stepped forward and blocked his way.

"Who goes there?"

Ao Shuo cupped his hands and said, "Ao Shuo, the Third Prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace, has something to ask of the Jade Emperor."

The golden-armored general looked him up and down, and slowly said:

"Wait here."

Having said that, he turned and entered the hall.

A moment later, he came out and said in a deep voice:

"The Jade Emperor has decreed that Ao Shuo, the Third Prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace, be summoned to an audience."

Ao Shuo took a deep breath and strode into the hall.

The Lingxiao Palace was resplendent with gold and jade.

The Jade Emperor sat high on his throne, wearing a flat-topped crown, a nine-dragon robe, and holding a jade tablet.

His body radiated golden light and auspicious energy, exuding majesty.

On either side, civil and military officials stood in rows.

There are Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King; Nezha, the Third Prince; the Four Heavenly Masters; the Twenty-Eight Mansions; the Nine Luminaries; the Twelve Earthly Branches; the Five Directions Protectors; the Four Duty Officers; the Eastern and Western Stars; the Two Gods of the North and South; and so on.

Ao Shuo walked into the hall, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, saying:

"Ao Shuo, the Third Prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace, pays his respects to the Jade Emperor."

The Jade Emperor nodded slightly and raised his hand in a gesture of support.

"Rise."

Ao Shuo stood up and stood with his hands at his sides.

The Jade Emperor asked, "Ao Shuo, what business do you have with me?"

Ao Shuo took a deep breath and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Your Majesty, I have something to report to the Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King!"

Upon hearing this, all the immortals in the hall were moved.

The Jade Emperor raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Oh? You're accusing those two demon kings? What's the matter?"

Ao Shuo then recounted the events of that day once more.

He spoke with tears streaming down his face, his emotions sincere and heartfelt.

Finally, he kowtowed and said:

"Your Majesty, behold the truth! The Lion Camel King and the Roc Demon King disregarded the laws of Heaven and murdered their in-laws from the North Sea Dragon Palace. Their crimes are heinous!"

I implore the Jade Emperor to uphold justice for me!

The Jade Emperor listened without changing his expression.

After Ao Shuo finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and slowly said:

"Ao Shuo, do you have any evidence to support your claims?"

Ao Shuo said, "Yes. Xu Zhenjun, a subordinate of the Water Virtue Star Lord, can be our witness."

The corpse of the Flood Dragon King is still in the East Sea and can be examined.