"I will definitely surpass you, big brother."
He had thought that he was close to or even surpassing them. However, the Bull Demon King's attack today made him realize that the difference between the two was still very large. Sun Wukong's eyes glowed with a blazing light as he clenched his fists.
Sun Wukong was extremely arrogant. Proud, his personality meant that he would never fall behind. After becoming sworn brothers with the Six Great Saints, he had never forgotten to surpass them.
The Macaque King in front of him was deep in thought. He secretly looked at the Heavenly Demon Token in the Bull Demon King's hand and felt clear in his heart. Sun Wukong did not know about the power of the Skydemon Token, but she knew about it. Macaque King even knew everything about the Skydemon Token.
The Heavenly Demon Token was forged by the Demon Emperor, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. It was a supreme treasure that suppressed all the demons in the world. It might not be of much use to other races, but it was a great threat to the Demon Race, even to the depths of their souls.
Countless years had passed, and this treasure that had once made the demon race revered it had been covered in dust. Its reputation was no longer there, and it had only appeared in front of the world today. As a result, many great demons did not know that the Heavenly Demon Token could suppress the demon race.
The Bull Demon King was able to lift a heavy weight so easily just now because of the Heavenly Demon Token. He had suppressed thousands of demon experts with evil intentions in advance, and then activated the Heavenly Demon Token to destroy their bodies and souls.
It looked impressive, but it was all thanks to the Skydemon Token. The old bull was not that powerful yet. Of course, the Macaque King was not stupid enough to say it out loud. The demon race was in dire need of a stable leader.
Even though the demons gathered a million in a short period of time after the Heavenly Demon Token was released, it was certain that they would exceed ten million in two days. Without a strong expert to guard the place, it was like building a building on sand. The foundation was unstable.
As long as the Heavenly Court sent out a Supreme Saint expert, the Demon Alliance would be destroyed. Although the Macaque King knew that the Heavenly Court would not send out an expert who was two levels higher than Sun Wukong, it was her lifelong wish to unite the Demon Race.
The Bull Demon King used a peerless technique to suppress thousands of demon experts. He stood in the void, wearing a black robe and black bull horns that cut through the void. The aura of a mighty king stunned all the demons for a moment before letting out an earth-shattering roar.
"Long live the Pingtian Great Sage."
"Long live the demon race!"
The Monster Race was just that strange. Respect for the strong came from their bones. The Bull Demon King's domineering attack did not make them feel uncomfortable. Instead, they were abnormally excited. If the Bull Demon King chose to persuade them nicely, they would look down on him.
"Ugh! He didn't know if he was stupid or shameless!! But it's so simple!" Little Wuchen almost fell off the tree. Touching the sweat on his forehead, he finally understood that the demons were not obedient unless they were beaten.
Little Wu Chen's guess was right. Indeed, the Bull Demon King's orders later on made them all respect him.
The seven Saints had long planned this. Previously, the one million demon soldiers were managed according to the ranks of the Hundred Demon Army, Thousand Demon Army, and Ten Thousand Demon Army. Each team had two captains who trained the demon soldiers together.
Now, he only needed to transfer one captain from each team, from ten yao captains to one million yao captains. The general framework of the other one million yao soldiers would be out, and they could form combat strength in a very short period of time.
The Bull Demon King's orders resounded through the nine heavens. The demons returned to their positions and began vigorous training, waiting for the arrival of the heavenly troops and generals in a month.
According to the original novel of Journey to the West, a day in the sky was equivalent to a year in the underground world. The same was true of the Heavenly Court where the Great Sage returned to the world. The flow of time there was extremely slow, and there was a legend that a day of cultivation in the sky was equivalent to a year in the underground world. It was a place that countless cultivators dreamed of. The reason why the demons could fight so hard against Heavenly Court was not because they coveted Heavenly Court's unique advantages.
The flow of time in the celestial heavens was different from that of the Vast Land, so Macaque King estimated that it would take a month for the celestial heavens to dispatch their troops at the earliest from the time they returned to the celestial heavens to complain. This month would be the time for them to consolidate their forces. As for the Celestial Soldiers and Celestial Generals who were stationed at the border of the Flowerfruit Mountain with the Canopy Great General Zhu Bajie, they retreated after seeing the massive amount of demons rushing towards the Flowerfruit Mountain.
Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Little Wuchen. He was a fan now. Soft powder. They were still too inexperienced to participate in the battle against Heavenly Court, they would only be cannon fodder.
Right now, the most important thing for Little Wu Chen was to increase his cultivation and advance to become a Celestial Being as soon as possible. That way, he could participate in the plot as soon as possible. Otherwise, how could he talk about changing the Flowerfruit Mountain and Sun Wukong's fate?
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"Hehehe..."
" I must persist..."
"How do I break through to the Deva Immortal realm?”
At the Rainbow Waterfall of the Flowerfruit Mountain, Little Wu Chen was screaming with a ferocious expression. He was wearing the Barbarian God Armor and practicing the Eight Nine Mysteries over and over again. After every movement, his bones would crack and explode as if they were about to break.
In order to change his fate as soon as possible and prepare for the upcoming battle, Little Wu Chen increased the weight of the Barbarian God Armor from ten thousand jin to fifteen thousand jin. Such a huge increase in weight almost crushed him.
He had to work hard.
After successfully stopping Sun Wukong from going to the Heavenly Court, Little Wu Chen urgently needed strength. He knew that there was not much time left. If he disrupted the plans of the people who were plotting against Sun Wukong behind the scenes, everything that happened after that would be exposed.
In the face of the Sage Kings, Supreme Saints, and Emperor-to-be, everything else was useless. Only strength could last forever.
"Buddhism, even if Sakyamuni dies, we brothers will not be your mythical beasts." Little Wu Chen's expression was extremely malevolent. He stood up with difficulty and continued cultivating. The huge force smashed out sonic booms one after another.
"Little monkey, don't be like this. Luo Ning is so scared.”The little girl was timid and frightened by the little monkey's expression. She shrank behind the big rock and cried.
" Luo Ning, aren't you afraid that I'm breaking through? I'll be fine after breaking through!" Little Wu Chen circulated his Eight Nine Mysteries and shouted loudly. A surge of true energy circulated throughout his body.
On the outside, the Barbarian God Armor was exerting a tremendous force of fifteen thousand Jin, while on the inside, he was frantically drawing in his Genuine Qi. Little Wu Chen was extremely crazy, using his powerful physique as the foundation to do things that others would not even dare to think about.
If it was an ordinary person who did this, they would definitely end up with their body crippled and their cultivation crippled. However, the Spiritual Stone Monkey had an amazing physique, commonly known as the Iron Bones. Its foundation was unimaginably deep. Although it was dangerous to do this, there was a high chance of success.
"Break! Break!"
Little Wuchen was frantically trying to break through to the Deva Immortal realm, but forcefully breaking through was extremely taxing on his mental energy and soul. Exhaustion. His mind was in a mess.
"Is there really no other way? Do I have to watch my brother step into that terrible fate? Is there really nothing I can do?"
Little Wu Chen was furious. That anger made him want to roar. He was almost blinded by anger, but at this moment, he seemed to see a thin membrane in front of him, locking his connection with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
"Is this the obstacle for a Worldly Immortal to break through to a Deva Immortal?”Little Wu Chen was slightly stunned. His anger subsided slightly, and that blurry membrane became even more blurry.
"This?" Little Wu Chen fell into deep thought. After a while, he shook his head abruptly. He felt that he had grasped onto something, but he was clueless,""What exactly is it?"
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