Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 148 - 148 148 Erlang Shen Goes All Out

148: Chapter 148: Erlang Shen Goes All Out 148: Chapter 148: Erlang Shen Goes All Out Sun Wukong watched as Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, entered the domain of Mount Huaguo and, with a thought, his doppelganger went forth to greet him.

He naturally wouldn’t go forward himself, seeking trouble for himself.

Sun Wukong’s doppelganger immediately went forward and appeared in front of Yang Jian, his eyes narrowed, then he said, “So you are Yang Jian, the Jade Emperor’s nephew!”

After the appearance of Sun Wukong’s doppelganger, observing Yang Jian, Yang Jian was also sizing him up.

The monkey before him, clad in armor, wearing a purple gold crown, stepping in cloud-stepping boots, and holding a stick imbued with dense Daoist essence, had a profound aura, unlike any ordinary demon king from the lower realm.

He then laughed and said, “You monkey, since you know this True Lord is Yang Jian, why not bond your hands and be escorted to the celestial Court, offering up the Four Great Marshals and my Howling Celestial Dog?”

Upon hearing Yang Jian’s words, Sun Wukong’s doppelganger couldn’t help but laugh and then said, “Old Sun heard that one of the Jade Emperor’s sisters fell in love with a mortal in the lower realm, married a mortal, and had children.

She once split Peach Mountain in her efforts but still failed to secure her own mother.

Was that you?”

With a tone full of mockery, Sun Wukong didn’t wait for Yang Jian to speak and sighed to himself, “Truly pitiful, curious as I am, it turns out you’re an orphan unloved by father and mother.

Better you go back, for Old Sun can hardly bear to hit you.

Your frail body probably couldn’t withstand Old Sun’s staff, and with one strike you could be dead, leaving the Yang Family without a successor!”

“Better send someone else to face me!”

Having said that, Sun Wukong feigned turning to leave, then added to himself, “And don’t bother fetching your silly dog; right now I’m peckish, and he would make a fine snack to whet my appetite!”

Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Yang Jian’s anger surged from within.

To be called an orphan, unable to save his mother, and now to have his dog eaten too?

The vertical eye on his forehead began to tremble violently.

As a youth during his cultivation, he had encountered the lost Howling Celestial Dog, feeling a fate between them, so he thrice brought the dog from the wilderness, teaching it the techniques of self-cultivation.

The Howling Celestial Dog was deeply grateful to Erlang Shen, loyally following him all his life.

Though they appeared master and servant, they were actually playmates who had grown up together.

Even when attending lectures at the Golden Mist Cave, the dog followed by his side, and over countless years, to him, Howling Celestial Dog had become his brother.

Yet now, someone dared to want to eat his Howling Celestial Dog?

“You dare!”

Yang Jian roared in fury, his aura intensifying powerfully as it pressed directly towards Sun Wukong.

Meanwhile, above the clouds in the sky, within the celestial armies, Taibai Jinxing watched this unfold, somehow feeling worried for some reason.

Although Taibai Jinxing felt that Yang Jian was destined to triumph this time, he was concerned to see Sun Wukong taking the initiative to provoke Yang Jian, speaking with such mockery, which seemed somewhat unreasonable.

After all, the Sun Wukong he knew was always careful and prudent; by acting this way, did he have a particular purpose?

Could it be that Erlang Shen was also going to fall at the hands of Sun Wukong?

What was he thinking?

Erlang Shen, the True Lord, surely could not be compared to a common deity.

The victory of Erlang Shen, the True Lord, was certain!

Taibai Jinxing, thinking that Erlang Shen might also be calculated against by Sun Wukong, quickly shook off such thoughts, wondering how he could bolster the morale of others while dampening his own.

Even though Taibai Jinxing thought this way, he still felt this battle was somewhat complicated.

At that moment, Taibai Jinxing looked at Yang Jian’s distant figure, murmuring to himself.

This scene was also noticed by Wen Zhong and others, who found Taibai Jinxing’s behavior somewhat odd—did they think Erlang Shen might lose?

After all, Erlang Shen had long been famous, and his strength was formidable; the chance of his victory went without saying.

Having already cultivated the Eight-Nine Mystical Art to the peak of the mid-stage of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, dealing with a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal like Sun Wukong should be easy, right?

Initially, they were worried that Sun Wukong might have some formation or other technique that Erlang Shen could not directly counter, but unexpectedly, Sun Wukong himself jumped out and even made those remarks, practically seeking death.

Now they were even more worried that Sun Wukong was so sarcastic towards Erlang Shen, not knowing if Erlang Shen would take into consideration the affairs of the Journey to the West and Calamity of Measurement, and possibly go easy in his attack, which could unfortunately deal Sun Wukong a severe blow.

That would really be a mess, at which point even the Two Saints of the West might come complaining to Erlang Shen.

But on second thought, it was normal.

If they were Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, they probably couldn’t control themselves either; the words spoken by this monkey were indeed damaging.

Not to mention, since the time at the Southern Heaven Gate, even now, they could hardly restrain themselves.

Indeed, Yang Jian, at this moment, was increasingly enraged, his expression dark as water, his eyes piercing Sun Wukong’s like sharp blades.

Appearing extremely menacing, utterly terrifying.

The next moment, a chilling light was suddenly unleashed, spreading cold in all directions like an autumn moon, gathering above the void of Mount Huaguo and headed straight for Sun Wukong.

Though this strike came abruptly, it was not beyond Sun Wukong’s expectations.

He had desired just that.

After all, how could he make concessions if the opponent did not get angry?

At that moment, compelled by a thought, above the void outside Mount Huaguo, Sun Wukong held his black wooden stick directly across his chest to meet the force of Yang Jian’s cut!

“With a thunderous boom!”

The terrifying force suddenly erupted.

Sun Wukong felt his entire body tremble uncontrollably, sensing that the opponent’s strength was immensely powerful, something he had seldom encountered in his life.

It had almost reached a tenth of his own strength.

The aftermath burst forth, and at this moment, the Mountain Protection Array outside Mount Huaguo emitted violent vibrations, and the ground of Mount Huaguo itself split open, revealing a vast chasm that spanned the surface, resembling the gaping maw of a deep abyss.

This scene was incredibly horrifying.

“Erlang Shen has used his full strength, it seems Sun Wukong is finished!”

Outside Mount Huaguo, the celestial deities within the military camps, upon witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but pause for a moment, then a hint of concern flashed across their faces.

However, some also showed a bit of schadenfreude.

At last, there was someone who could teach this Macaque a lesson on their behalf.

They had been restrained by the Calamity of Measurement related to Journey to the West when they dealt with Mount Huaguo, and had many reservations about attacking with full force.

But now, Erlang Shen had no such reservations in his attack.

As for killing Sun Wukong, they were not worried.

The Calamity of Measurement was so critical to the Western Direction that naturally, someone would take notice and intervene if necessary, perhaps just allowing the Macaque to suffer a bit.

With Erlang Shen making his move with full force, a profound chasm appeared atop Mount Huaguo, but now the array, though restrained, had already absorbed most of the force, otherwise, the entire Mount Huaguo would have likely collapsed.

Even so, it left Mount Huaguo riddled with damage, as previous formations like Wen Zhong’s Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Great Formation and Luo Xuan’s Nine Heavens Divine Fire Formation had brought catastrophic disasters to Mount Huaguo.

And this time was no different.

After Sun Wukong’s clone exchanged a fierce blow with Yang Jian, both were repelled by a counterforce, then looked at each other in surprise.

In their hearts, they both acknowledged the other’s capabilities.

However, Yang Jian gave Sun Wukong a peculiar look, sensing the energy of the Eight-Nine Mystical Art emanating from him.

This truly shocked Yang Jian a bit.

Yet Sun Wukong cared not whether Yang Jian was shocked at all, for he had been taught the Nine-Turn Profound Art by his eldest senior brother.

The Eight-Nine Mystical Art is merely a simpler version of the Nine-Turn Profound Art.

The true version of the Nine-Turn Profound Art was too difficult to cultivate; otherwise, not so few throughout the Primordial Era would have mastered it.

Yang Jian’s teacher, Master Yuding, was the only disciple from the lineage of Yuanshi celestial Venerable who practiced the Nine-Turn Profound Art, and even he could not fully cultivate it, only able to pass down the simplified version he perceived to Yang Jian.

Even so, this had allowed Yang Jian to reach the stage of a Body Saint.

Now, although Sun Wukong carried this aura as well, it was not entirely the same.

Yang Jian was also uncertain whether this faint aura was really the Eight-Nine Mystical Art.

Moreover, Sun Wukong had now thoroughly enraged him, leaving little room for more thought.

Sun Wukong leapt up swiftly and landed at another spot on Mount Huaguo.

Yang Jian immediately chased after him, his Three-pointed Double-edged Blade once again slashing towards Sun Wukong.

Thereupon, the two were locked in combat once again.

At this moment, in the skies outside Mount Huaguo, the celestial army stood upon the Void.

From there, a deity from the Thunder Department approached Wen Zhong and asked, “Grand Tutor, should we now set up the celestial Spider Web Formation?”

Wen Zhong raised his head slightly, glanced at the two combative figures on Mount Huaguo, pondered briefly, then nodded and said, “Set up the Formation, just to be safe.

If True Lord Erlang forces Sun Wukong out of Mount Huaguo, our Formation can directly capture him!”

“Also, take the Wind-Calming Pearl!”

Wen Zhong instructed, then added another reminder.

The Thunder Department deity was momentarily taken aback, then responded, “Understood!” and went off to set up the formation.

Meanwhile, in Mount Huaguo, both Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen were fired up in their combat.

Erlang Shen steadily increased his strength, now solely focused on swiftly capturing Sun Wukong, then rescuing the Howling Celestial Dog who had been seized by Sun Wukong, to prevent any unfortunate accidents.

Having already failed to protect his mother, he could not bear the thought of failing to protect his Howling Celestial Dog as well.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Sounds of earth-shattering explosions resounded.

In the blink of an eye, the two had clashed for more than three hundred rounds, and while Sun Wukong was put in perilous situations by Yang Jian numerous times, he always managed to turn danger into safety.

Such relentless performance under pressure by Sun Wukong had left the watching celestial deities somewhat numb.

Could Sun Wukong ever be defeated?