Chapter 1238: Chapter 384: Clash of Two Kings
ng Wu appeared imdiately, sensing the Qi of Eastern King and Sun Wukong.
At this mont, the Qi of both was very sensitive.
He stared at the two and asked, “What’s going on? What do you an by this?”
ng Wu did not know about the World-Destroying Demonic Qi entering the Three Realms. If he did, he wouldn’t have asked such a question.
Staring coldly at ng Wu, Eastern King asked, “What is this World-Destroying Demonic Qi about?”
ng Wu was shocked. He stared at Eastern King and said in surprise, “How do you know?”
This statent clearly indicated that he knew about the World-Destroying Demonic Qi.
Eastern King sneered and said, “Just now, the World-Destroying Demonic Qi entered the Three Realms. Although it wasn’t the real World-Destroying Demonic Qi, it still attracted the attention of its master. What exactly did you do?”
He was very angry, with strong dissatisfaction.
Because ng Wu wanted to enter the Three Realms ahead of ti, which was not normal.
Now, with the presence of World-Destroying Demonic Qi, Eastern King naturally thought ng Wu must have caused so trouble, trying to drag the Three Realms into it.
For Eastern King, this was naturally intolerable, which was why he was so furious.
ng Wu frowned, feeling unhappy as well.
He said sowhat displeased, “I know what World-Destroying Demonic Qi is even more than you do. The Three Realms are the only place I can reside now. Would I intentionally let the World-Destroying Demonic Qi enter the Three Realms? There’s no point in questioning like this.”
Eastern King’s eyes were sharp, hearing a different implication in ng Wu’s words.
It ant that the World-Destroying Demonic Qi was brought into the Three Realms by the other party.
Realizing this, Eastern King’s gaze turned cold.
Whether intentional or not, for Eastern King, the Martial King’s actions were unforgivable.
“ng Wu, you really deserve to die.”
Eastern King shouted angrily.
ng Wu was also displeased. He said coldly, “I just told you, I didn’t do it on purpose, what more do you want? Eastern King, I know you’re powerful, but don’t think I’ll be afraid of you. If it really cos to a fight, although my injuries haven’t fully healed and are not perfect, I’m not necessarily scared of you. You’re not a Creation Realm strongman, why put on such airs in front of .”
Clearly, ng Wu was feeling a bit impatient at this mont.
He felt Eastern King was going too far.
As he himself said, they were all on the sa level, what right did the other have to speak to him like this?
Unless The Three Pure Ones ca, perhaps they would have the right. But in ng Wu’s mind, Eastern King wasn’t even comparable to The Three Pure Ones, lacking the right to question him.
“Ha, you’re not afraid of ?”
Eastern King laughed.
Sun Wukong stood beside Eastern King, feeling inexplicably cold.
He looked at Eastern King’s eyes; Eastern King was now quite terrifying.
Sun Wukong had almost never seen Eastern King like this. He seed like an enraged tiger, silent, yet his anger instilled a primal fear in others.
The next mont, Eastern King made his move.
Hundreds of Great Daos entwined around him, pressing directly onto ng Wu.
He punched out, the Great Dao roared, and as it suppressed down, the entire Kunlun Ruins trembled, as if to explode.
This was truly a Heavenly Emperor strongman, displaying Eastern King’s deanor.
No wonder he was called one of the strongest Twelve Kings of a Realm, such imposing montum was astonishing.
ng Wu was furious, he shouted, “Eastern King, do you really dare to make a move? You bastard!”
He knew Eastern King had already attacked, so he must also strike back, otherwise, Eastern King would definitely kill him.
No one dared to face an enraged Eastern King without retaliating.
In the past, countless strongn had died under Eastern King’s hands.
The strongest Twelve Kings of a Realm all gained their formidable reputations through battles.
Otherwise, how could there have been only twelve kings amongst the strongest of that era; why only they erged and were called the Twelve Kings.
And Eastern King was the leader among the Twelve Kings, the true number one.
Even the Demon King back then was no match for him.
They fought, and ng Wu dared not hold anything back.
Their mana clashed, Great Daos entwined, each strike possessing terrifying lethal force, capable of instantly killing several Great Heavenly Venerates.
If even a Sub-Paramount got close to their attack range, they would be heavily injured.
Sun Wukong retreated to one side, receiving a transmission from Eastern King instructing him not to intervene.
But, if anyone dared to aid ng Wu, strike them dead without hesitation.
Whatever problems arise, Eastern King would take full responsibility.
Sun Wukong naturally wasn’t worried about any terrible consequences; he was soone who feared neither heaven nor earth.
Sun Wukong remained vigilant, seeing many strongn rush over.
Among them was ng Tianhuo, preparing to assist his ancestor.
But Sun Wukong imdiately swung his staff, knocking ng Tianhuo flying.
Holding the Jingu Bang, he pointed at ng Tianhuo and said, “If you dare to move, Old Sun will kill you.”
ng Tianhuo was angry but also sowhat shocked.
Sun Wukong’s strength had clearly improved compared to before.
Previously, he was no match for Sun Wukong, and now it was even more impossible.
When Sun Wukong spoke of killing him, he wasn’t just boasting.
Realizing this, ng Tianhuo swallowed hard, hesitating, and didn’t act.
At this mont, other strongn arrived.
One of them was shrouded in divine rings, but a single horn stood on his forehead.
He looked coldly at Sun Wukong and said, “ng, why aren’t you acting? Haven’t you noticed that the Martial King is at a disadvantage?”
“Wind God, I can’t beat that guy.”
ng Tianhuo pointed at Sun Wukong, feeling a bit helpless.
Wind God glanced at Sun Wukong with so disdain.
“ng, you’re too weak. Just a re Sub-Paramount, I could kill him effortlessly. And yet, you can’t defeat him?”
ng Tianhuo smiled wryly, knowing that Wind God had underestimated him.
Although Sun Wukong was a Sub-Paramount, his true strength exceeded that of a Supre.
To defeat Sun Wukong would require the strongest below the Heavenly Emperor.
He whispered, “Wind God, don’t underestimate this man; he goes by the na Sun Wukong, a well-known strongman in the Three Realms. Though not a Supre, his strength is not lesser than a Supre; neither you nor I are his match.”
“Haha, I don’t believe it.”
Wind God sneered.
He was full of contempt; those below the Supre were rely ants.
Without reaching Supre, thinking of rivaling a Supre in a solo fight was impossible for him to believe.
It wasn’t surprising he had such thoughts; the Nine Wastes were fragnted realms, essentially ruins, with incomplete Great Daos, naturally not nurturing real talents.
Even within the Three Realms, those who could challenge Supres as Sub-Paramounts were few, only a few individuals.
Wind God’s disbelief was understandable.
“Let test his strength.”
Wind God said, then made his move.
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