Although his strength does not match Ji ng, he can still pose a threat to Ji ng.
With the help of allies, eliminating Ji ng is not an impossible task.
This ti, Ji ng and his group have killed so many immortals; neither the Heavenly Court nor Sun Wukong will let them go.
This ti, Huaguo Mountain has been fully mobilized, even Fan Yao and the others have joined the fray.
At this mont, Ji ng is on an immortal mountain in the Eastern Continent, accompanied by three subordinates. He has already forced this sect on the immortal mountain to sign a battle challenge.
The other party wanted to endure it, but immortals also have their pride.
In the end, under Ji ng’s taunts, they could no longer hold back and wanted to fight Ji ng desperately.
Ji ng showed a disdainful smile, indeed, people of later generations are utterly foolish.
Such a small trick and they couldn’t endure it. If they were like this back then, in that chaotic Ancient Tis, they would have died countless tis already.
So-called pride and face are nothing compared to life.
"Does anyone else want to make a move?"
Ji ng asked.
No one responded to him anymore. The remaining sect mbers all saw through his intentions and chose to endure.
If the sect is massacred, they are the remaining embers, potentially able to rebuild the sect in the future.
Of course, they hope their fellow sect mbers can slay Ji ng and his group.
But the sect mbers of this immortal sect understand that this possibility is slim.
During this ti, dozens of sects have already suffered calamities.
Those sects that faced disaster thought mostly like they do.
The outco, however, was tragic, as they were no match for Ji ng and his group.
"Kill."
Hundreds of immortals rushed forward together.
Ji ng sneered, seeing this as nothing more than the last struggle before death.
He closed his eyes, preparing to listen to the wails of those on the verge of death.
These primordial gods and demons always have a touch of bloodthirstiness.
This is related to their environnt of survival, chaotic and unordered, where the strong rule.
There is no morality or anything; only strength grants everything.
In later generations, it is different, with many rules and moral constraints.
Comparatively, living beings have beco much more civilized, less bloodthirsty.
Occasionally, a few great demons appear, alarming the Three Realms.
In Ji ng’s view, the wails of the weak before death are his favorite sounds to hear.
Just then, screams were heard.
Ji ng enjoyed it very much, but the screams sounded sowhat familiar.
He opened his eyes to see a stick smashing down, shattering his three subordinates in succession.
Ji ng’s expression changed, and he roared in anger.
"Sun Wukong."
The ones who were killed earlier were not disciples of the immortal sect but his subordinates.
And the person who acted was none other than Sun Wukong.
No matter what, Ji ng did not expect Sun Wukong to suddenly appear and then directly kill his three subordinates.
Those three were all top-tier Heavenly Venerates, and ordinary Supres would find it difficult to kill them instantly.
But, they suppressed their realms, and with Sun Wukong’s near-surreptitious strike, the three naturally couldn’t withstand it.
"Your Grandpa Sun’s ears aren’t deaf yet. No need for such a loud voice, dear grandson, Grandpa Sun can hear you."
Sun Wukong casually picked at his ears and said nonchalantly.
The sect mbers of the immortal sect only then realized who had co.
They were overjoyed, kneeling on the ground.
Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, one of the most supre beings between heaven and earth.
He had actually co and had struck at Ji ng’s subordinates.
Every one of the sect mbers of the immortal sect was extrely excited.
They knelt on the ground, shouting: "We welco the Great Sage Equalling Heaven."
"No need for such courtesy, Old Sun has co for Ji ng. Stay aside, and let deal with this demon fiend first."
Sun Wukong said nonchalantly.
The sect disciples were full of joy.
Sun Wukong’s attitude told them all they needed to know.
The Great Sage’s confidence assured them that taking down re Ji ng should not be a problem.
They obediently stepped aside, watching the scene unfold before them.
Ji ng’s eyes were ice-cold as he stared at Sun Wukong, his face full of disdain.
Sun Wukong’s strength is formidable, but he has not achieved the Supre status.
Defeating the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow; Sun Wukong can manage.
But defeating him, Ji ng, is an impossible task.
"Sun Wukong, is the Heavenly Court planning to break the heavenly rules to act against ? Heh, the so-called heavenly regulations are just a way for you all to delude living beings; you don’t even adhere to them yourselves."
Ji ng sneered, his expression full of contempt.
Sun Wukong smiled faintly and said, "Old Sun wants to kill you, what does that have to do with the Heavenly Court? Old Sun is not a mber of the Heavenly Court, so there’s no question of breaking any rules."
Ji ng was slightly taken aback, as he had overlooked this point.
Sun Wukong’s relationship with Great Emperor Ziwei is so good that his words can completely alter Great Emperor Ziwei’s decisions.
This often makes people overlook the fact that Sun Wukong is not a mber of the Heavenly Court.
He has not submitted to the Heavenly Court; he is rely friends with Great Emperor Ziwei.
Sun Wukong’s actions do not count as the Heavenly Court breaking the rules.
Realizing this, Ji ng finally understood why Sun Wukong acted so decisively.
"I have not offended you, have I?"
Ji ng said, deliberately ignoring the prior conflict.
Sun Wukong did not bring it up either. He nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, you haven’t offended Old Sun, but Old Sun purely finds you disagreeable and wants to kill you all."
The immortals of the sect below couldn’t help but smile.
This answer, indeed, is very much like the Great Sage.
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