Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#682 - Blood-stained Xiaoxumi Mountain, the White-robed Immortal King appeared

Since its construction, Little Mount Sumeru has relied on the protection of the two great Bodhisattvas within it.

In fact, this was already cautious enough.

In this era of peace, who in the Three Realms would have the ability or the胆量 to attack the Western Paradise?

Obviously, no one.

Moreover, not far away on Mount Futu, there was also an incredibly powerful sect-guarding expert, a top-tier great power!

Normally, no one would have thought that Little Mount Sumeru would encounter trouble so easily.

But the truth was so terrifying.

Gu Yang waved his hand, and dozens of demons rushed into the crowd, slaughtering wildly!

Some Flame Demons released explosive flames, instantly burning countless monks into skeletons, unable to even produce relics;

While Bone Demons cackled sinisterly, and with a wave of their hands, those skeletons wobbled to their feet. They couldn't deal much damage, but they could create immense psychological pressure;

The eyes of the Karma Demons were captivating, and with just a single glance, anyone except for monks and Buddhist soldiers with hearts as firm as rock would have their inner karmic fire ignited, wailing in pain on the spot!

There were also Shadow Demons, melting into the shadows, reaping shadows. Each separation of a shadow was equivalent to a soul being harvested like韭菜! A huge swath at a time, magical treasures were no match, like a 'one-slash-999' kind of deal!

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Demons are different from妖怪. The energy they wield is even different from the ordinary Yin-Yang and Five Elements Dao of the Three Realms.

Even though the monks and Buddhist soldiers present all had strength and cultivation, the attacks of these demons were unstoppable. Tens of thousands of cultivators' lives fell in an instant.

Among them was even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal who was burned by karmic fire! He was still holding a Buddha relic in his hand, but it was completely unable to stop it.

The power from the Demon Clan cannot be so easily stopped.

For a time, wails of grief echoed everywhere, and the world was stained with blood!

In a peaceful environment, the monks and Buddhist soldiers who had only ever received offerings and reverence felt this kind of terror for the first time.

Everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

"Damn demons, how can you be so cruel and fierce? Aren't you afraid of retribution?!"

"I surrender, I surrender! I am willing to join the Demon Clan, please don't kill me!"

"Bastard, you are a monk, you should devote yourself to Buddhism for the rest of your life, how dare you say such heinous words?"

"I just want to live! Besides, even the Buddha said that all beings are equal, aren't demons equal too?"

"Yes, when will we demons be able to stand up,气抖冷!"

"Defeat the damn Buddhas, and fight for the liberation of the Demon Clan for life! I am a demon, long live the Demon Clan!"

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn trembled with anger.

Little Mount Sumeru was not like the Spirit Mountain, which was full of elite Buddhist soldiers. Their strength was originally weak, and now that the war had just begun, a group of people were already shouting to surrender. How could they fight like this?

Gu Yang coldly watched the monks and Buddhist soldiers in front of him begging for mercy, and couldn't help but sneer:

"Join the Demon Clan? You don't deserve it!"

"Kill without mercy!"

The dozens of demons laughed wildly with excitement, the blood and corpses stimulating the most primal evil in their hearts.

They had been fighting against Buddhism for who knows how many years, and now that they had this opportunity to slaughter, they naturally wouldn't let it go.

In fact, they were beginning to cherish this opportunity to kill.

Originally, hundreds of thousands of lives could be killed in an instant, but they insisted on torturing these Buddhist soldiers in the most cruel way!

All for the sake of the pleas for mercy from those who preach compassion, and the curses!

Gu Yang didn't care about the madness of those dozens of demons, Gu Yang himself disdained it.

Gu Yang's personality lies only in the desire for worthy opponents!

Of course, this time the mission was important, and Gu Yang didn't hesitate at all.

Gu Yang slowly walked towards Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn, his slender and妖冶 claws pointing directly at Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn,

"Tell me, where are they being held? Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death!"

Gu Yang's threat sounded light and breezy.

But combined with the various killings of the dozens of demons in the field, the cruel scene had become the most terrifying threat.

"Damn it, you really have ulterior motives! You actually want to revive the Demon Clan, don't even think about it!"

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn was shocked, he understood everything!

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn knew that today would probably not end well, and he even guessed that no one would be able to escape this formation, they would all have to die!

In order to allow the Western Paradise to understand the truth this time,

In secret, Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn used the magical treasure left by the Western Paradise on Little Mount Sumeru to transmit a message to the Spirit Mountain in a special way!

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn had been clever since he was a child, and instantly connected all the clues:

That Zen Master Wuchao of Mount Futu was definitely killed by the Demon Clan, and Bodhisattva Lingji's mistaken capture of Chu Hao was definitely done by the Demon Clan.

And the demon of the Flowing Sands River was all bait, the Demon Clan's goal was to rescue the demons suppressed on Little Mount Sumeru!

Everything was obvious and very clear!

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn wanted to delay time, wanting to delay until the Western Paradise's reinforcements arrived.

However, Gu Yang approached step by step, his eyes as cold as frost,

"Tell me, where are they being held?! I won't ask a second time!"

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn retreated step by step, his face full of horror,

"No, I can't tell you, the Demon Clan harms all living beings, I will never give you any chance!"

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn retreated step by step, but there was already fear on his face.

He was also afraid, especially of the cruel scenes he saw, even if any of the demons attacked him, Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn felt that he would be in so much pain that he couldn't cry out.

Seeing that Gu Yang was really going to attack him, and no one from the Western Paradise had arrived yet, Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn gave up his futile struggle.

"Underground, underground! This is the key to get in! Let me go, I will abandon the darkness and turn to the light, let me go..."

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn finally couldn't help it and handed over the key.

However, at the moment of handing over the key, Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn suddenly found that he couldn't move.

It wasn't that he couldn't move, but his head had already fallen off, and he could no longer control his body.

Gu Yang attacked, severing Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn's head, severing his vitality along with it!

"You don't keep your word..."

Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn's dying words were full of resentment.

Gu Yang didn't even look at it and rushed underground.

The matter was important, and Gu Yang didn't want to delay here for too long.

And before Buddha Namo Zhūmó Zūn died, he suddenly saw a white-clad immortal quietly walking into the gate of Little Mount Sumeru.