The clamor instantly subsided, and all the little demons’ eyes widened as they stared at the gourd in the Silver Horned King’s hand.
It was this small gourd that, just a mont ago, had sucked in the Centipede King, who had once been unrivaled in the Flat Top Mountain range.
Without their leader, the courage to fight drained imdiately from the little demons, and as the sound of weapons hitting the ground echoed, all the subordinates of the Centipede King had laid down their arms.
Standing atop the mountain, the Silver Horned King looked down with pride at the little demons below who had lost their will to fight. He felt a sense of achievent he could never experience in the Heavenly Palace, and he was sowhat drunk on the sensation.
He gently shook the gourd in his hand, and imdiately the sound of water ca from within. A smile ford on the Silver Horned King’s lips as he uncorked the gourd and poured out a handful of clear water.
Only then did the little demons understand that the formidable Centipede King had been transford into a puddle of water. In such a short ti, fear took root in their hearts.
On the contrary, the cheers of the little demons inside the Lotus Cave erupted after a mont of silence. In such a precarious world, a powerful king often ant the safety of one’s own life, and no demon would complain of having an overly powerful king.
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anwhile, many knowledgeable demons stared greedily at the gourd in the Silver Horned King’s hand; it was indeed a powerful treasure.
Lu Yu was staring fixedly at the gourd as well, but he was more concerned with the gourd’s ability to capture people. To his knowledge, it was not limited to capturing those of lesser power; even soone as powerful as Wukong could be trapped inside if he agreed to go in.
This was already touching upon the realm of fortune and destiny, surely related to the Grand Supre Elderly Lord’s refining thods. Lu Yu also knew that this wasn’t the only object with such capabilities—the Mutton Jade Bottle held by Golden Horn and Silver Horn could do the sa, which was his true target for infiltrating this place.
Just as the Silver Horned King was basking in his triumph, watching his excited subordinates and feeling the joy of being a Demon King for the first ti, a thunderous roar suddenly resounded through heaven and earth.
The entire world shook, and countless little demons could not stand steady, falling to the ground in terror, screaming. Rocks from the cliffs fell due to the tremors, landing in ravines and kicking up dust. Birds in the forest flew about in panic, emitting various cries, while wild beasts that had been hiding deep in the forest began to run wildly as if their lives depended on it.
Many powerful creatures, in their panic, collided with cliffs and perished on the spot.
The demons were also terrified by this sudden turn of events, completely at a loss. They didn’t know what had happened, but a fear from the depths of their souls made them restless, eager to find out the cause.
"The sky, look at the sky!" One little demon shouted in horror, drawing everyone’s gaze instantly to the heavens.
In the sky, where it had been clear just monts before, an illusory scene suddenly appeared, like the mirage of a Fata Morgana spoken of in tales.
It was an exceedingly ancient-looking courtyard, surrounded by walls made of green bricks. In the middle of the courtyard stood an imnse Spirit Root, bursting with luxuriant leaves and dazzling Treasure Light. The keen-eyed demons could even see fruit resembling infants nestled among its leaves.
And there, a weakened monkey shadow wielded an Iron Rod, swinging it at the Spirit Root.
With each swing, the earth quaked and the Spirit Root trembled, yet it seed protected by so inexplicable force, allowing it to continue growing upright in the courtyard.
The monkey seed to grow angry at this, and suddenly his form swelled in size, the Iron Rod in his hand growing along with him. Countless strands of Human Path fortune and destiny flew over from afar, coiling around his Iron Rod, and with a great heave, he smashed down with it.
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"Crack!" A crisp sound echoed in the ears of all beings in the three realms, the sound of a Spirit Root breaking.
Thus, in the eyes of all beings, the lush and treasure-laden Spirit Root had snapped.
Countless leaves and branches fell from the tree, crashing into the courtyard, turning what was once a well-kept space into a ss, while the fruits hanging from the tree also tumbled to the ground and vanished.
"The Ginseng Fruit Tree has fallen!" A sigh erged from the void, seeming to lant, yet also to be expecting sothing.
Tranquility returned to heaven and earth, and the phantom in the sky also slowly faded from everyone’s sight.
"What kind of tree is this, so mystical; it must be a rare Divine Tree in the world."
"I saw that the tree bore three-year-old infants." A Little Demon with particularly good eyesight shouted.
"Why does this Monkey look so familiar, I feel like I’ve seen it sowhere before." So Little Demons raised the question.
"I know, I know, isn’t this Sun Wukong whom our Great King asked us to find?" ticuluos Ghost quickly jumped in to answer, and at this mont he was convinced that Sun Wukong was indeed the strongest one, but his countenance was slightly different from the Monkey sketched by their leader—looking rather fierce.
Silver Horned King paid no mind to the cacophony of comnts from the Little Demons; his gaze remained fixed on the direction where the phantom disappeared, murmuring to himself, "That was the Ginseng Fruit Tree, no doubt. But why would Sun Wukong topple the Fruit Tree? Immortal Zhenyuan is known as the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, with imasurable power.
After pushing over his Fruit Tree, how will the westward travelers conclude this affair?"
Lu Yu also silently observed the far off place, not expecting the Monkey and his party to have reached Wuzhuang Temple so quickly.
The Monkey did not let down Master Zhenyuan’s expectations, exerting all his strength to channel the Fortune and Destiny of the Human Path and toppled the Ginseng Fruit Tree, thereby unlocking the shackles on himself. What remained unknown was how the Ancestor of Earth Immortals would act next.
It must be understood that the Ginseng Fruit Tree was also the Tao Foundation of Master Zhenyuan; to topple the tree was to destroy his Tao Foundation, and the pain could be imagined. However, Master Zhenyuan, with years of plotting, must have his own thods, which Lu Yu awaited to witness.
anwhile, Immortal Zhenyuan, hidden deep within Wanshou Mountain, also spat out fresh blood, staining the ground of his seclusion red.
"Very good!" Although his breath was sowhat weak, Master Zhenyuan’s face was filled with joyful smiles as he clutched his chest.
"Why bother, this ti you have already lost the initiative, and even if you rebuild afterwards, you won’t be able to catch up with their pace. Why not wait until the next opportunity matures before taking such action?" A powerful voice rose from beside Master Zhenyuan.
This was a very majestic man with disheveled hair, clad in Golden Armor, standing on a Five-Colored Spirit Turtle with a sword in hand. It was none other than the Nine Heavens Demon-Dispelling Ancestor who had descended to earth, serving as the protector for Master Zhenyuan.
"Opportunities are fleeting. If I don’t seize the chance that has now arrived, who knows when there will be another. One must strive with all one’s might, lest the mont is lost. Even in the next eon, transcendence might still be out of reach." Master Zhenyuan said with a wry smile.
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