Great Demon Sun Wukong

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"Haha, it turns out to be that little rascal Di Jun. Where's that lad Taiyi? Not coming out to see me yet? Be careful, or I might give you both a beating!" No sooner had Pangu's voice fallen than Donghuang Taiyi hurriedly flew up and kneeled next to Di Jun, saying, "Taiyi pays his respects to Pangu the Great God!"

"That's more like it. Since my doppelganger is in Di Jun's hands, I need not worry anymore. However, this sword of yours is not very impressive; otherwise, my doppelganger's power could have been increased by another thirty percent. Although it's only one-tenth the strength of my remnant soul, the aura hasn't decreased in the slightest. It can still be used to keep up appearances in the future!"

Having said this, with a gesture of his hand, the phantom returned into the Xuanyuan Sword, and the myriad fragments reformed into a sword! Pangu beckoned the Xuanyuan Sword into his hand, then after a moment of contemplation, he lifted his left hand abruptly and held it at the hilt of the sword.

Following that, he slid it along the blade edge, and a fine cut suddenly appeared on the palm of Pangu's left hand. From this wound, two drops of blood seeped out. One drop landed on the Xuanyuan Sword, while Pangu caught the other in his hand!

Once the drop of Pangu's blood fell upon the sword, the Xuanyuan Sword began to vibrate violently. At that moment, Pangu turned his head to look at Yue Huangquan nearby! Seeing Pangu's gaze, Yue Huangquan shrugged helplessly, then pointed a finger. A yellow-orange light surged into the Xuanyuan Sword, and the previously violently trembling blade instantly quieted down.

The original silver-white sword turned blood-red, yet a strip of yellow-orange light ran along the spine of the blade!

"Di Jun, boy, take good care of this sword. With it, you can ensure that the Demon Clan is safe and sound!" After finishing, not waiting for Di Jun to express his gratitude, Pangu and Yue Huangquan directly flashed into Heaven's Gate!"

However, just as Yue Huangquan's figure was about to disappear into Heaven's Gate, everyone's ears heard another voice: "Ghost King, King of Qin, cease your armies immediately! Battle Demon City is promoted to a quasi-Inner City! Disperse, all of you.

Let today's events not be mentioned again!" Before the voice had finished, the person had already vanished, and the enormous Heaven's Gate also instantly concealed itself in the sky.

Only after Heaven's Gate and the presences of Pangu and Yue Huangquan had completely disappeared did King of Qin, Ghost King, Di Jun, and Taiyi slowly lift their heads, and then stood up. They all looked at one another, with Ghost King speaking first, "Donghuang and Demon Emperor, this time I have offended you. I will surely prepare generous gifts for a visit when I return!"

Having said this, he turned his head to the King of Qin and said, "King of Qin, I do not wish to hold grudges any longer, hoping our wells do not intermingle with your rivers. Let us settle our victory or defeat during the Six Kingdoms War!"

After bowing towards Di Jun again, Ghost King directly turned and alighted among the ranks of the Crimson Army, then ordered the troops to ready themselves to take over the cities of the Light Army!

Seeing Ghost King's swift and decisive actions, the King of Qin was somewhat stunned, but ultimately as a ruler in his own right, he knew there would be no conclusion to today's events. Instead of uttering any harsh words, it was better to act decisively like the Ghost King.

Accordingly, the King of Qin also paid his respects to Di Jun, saying, "I have offended you, I will visit another day!" After that, he too landed down to begin tallying the numbers, also preparing to take over the other half of the cities.

Twenty Outer Cities, ten for each person; as for how they would divide them, both the King of Qin and the Ghost King were clever enough to have their own ideas. Watching the once ferocious army of millions now silently gathering their remaining forces to retreat, Di Jun and Taiyi both felt a surreal sense of relief.

Having prepared themselves for a desperate fight or even the extinction of their race, they were now unscathed and even elevated by the Domain Lord to the status of a quasi-Inner City. They had even had the honor to meet their ancestor, Pangu the Great God, who had just re-forged his Xuanyuan Sword! This was truly a blessing in disguise!

A quasi-Inner City meant that as soon as a member of Battle Demon City merged with the Nine Laws, it would immediately be promoted to an Inner City! During this period, Battle Demon City would conduct itself by the standards of an Inner City, signifying supreme honor, status, and the immense resources and support that came with it!

From now on, Battle Demon City would become another overlord of the Netherworld World. And all that was missing was time!

Thus the great battle ended.

Yet far away, Xi Zhao and Sun Wukong knew nothing of it! The terrifying aura of Yue Huangquan and Pangu, when they appeared, seemed to stir something in Xi Zhao. However, Xi Zhao could never have guessed that the two Domain Lord level powers came not to destroy the Demon Clan but to save it!

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Carrying Sun Wukong on his back, Xi Zhao had been running nonstop for three days and nights. Although Xi Zhao knew that if the Domain Lord of the Netherworld World made a move, no matter how far he ran, as long as they were still in this world, it would be futile, Xi Zhao still continued to flee desperately. Perhaps escaping was useless, but he could also not just sit and wait for death.

He could not die, and Sun Wukong most certainly could not die either.

However, even Xi Zhao's physical strength began to falter after carrying Sun Wukong and running madly for three days and nights. Although the nearly ten million-strong army of the Hundred Cities had gone to attack the Demon Clan, sparing Xi Zhao from encountering any enemies, there were still many soul beasts in the Netherworld World, and they were all very powerful.

If he depleted too much of his own strength, he feared that he would be in danger if he encountered a formidable soul beast later on.

Therefore, Xi Zhao found a place by the water to stop. Although people in the Netherworld World did not need to eat food, they still needed to drink water, and the water here was not like that of the Pangu Realm, but a liquid that could stabilize the state of the soul. If the inhabitants of the Netherworld World went too long without drinking water, their souls would slowly dissipate into the world.

After giving Sun Wukong some water, Xi Zhao found that Sun Wukong still showed no signs of waking up, which made him worry. Logically speaking, Sun Wukong had only exhausted himself, but it had already been three days, and the Nine Patterns Supreme soul crystal had been completely absorbed, yet Sun Wukong showed no signs of improvement.

Thinking of Sun Wukong's sudden rampage before, Xi Zhao worried that Sun Wukong might have damaged his soul origin. If that was truly the case, then merely absorbing soul energy was no longer helpful, and they would only be able to look for Heaven and Earth Treasures to administer to Sun Wukong. Just then, Xi Zhao suddenly felt some disturbances in midair.

In an instant, he summoned the Formless Vanishing technique, and at the same time, he protected Sun Wukong behind him.

Then, the sky cracked open without warning, revealing a vast fissure, and subsequently, Xi Zhao saw a gigantic gate emerge from the crack. Feeling this overwhelming presence and power, Xi Zhao knew that it was very likely that the Domain Lord of the Netherworld World had found them.

Seeing the gate swing open, Xi Zhao felt utterly helpless and despondent. Had all his meticulous planning been in vain? Was there really no chance left for him?

Before long, the gate was completely open. A domineering aura swept down from above. Xi Zhao could clearly sense that this was undoubtedly the aura of the World Suppressing Stele. This person was indeed the Domain Lord of the Netherworld World—Tyrant Yue Huangquan!

Xi Zhao had heard many legends about Tyrant Yue Huangquan before his death. Yue Huangquan was a soul that was naturally nurtured by the Netherworld World. Others arrived in the Netherworld World only after they died, but Tyrant Yue Huangquan had been born there.

And from his birth, he displayed terrifying talent and strength. By the age of twenty-two, he had already become a Nine Patterns Supreme, and he managed to merge all Nine Cosmic Laws within two years. It was also at this time that the Netherworld World's World Suppressing Stele was revealed, and it autonomously flew into Yue Huangquan's hands. From then on, he became the god of the Netherworld World.

The title of Tyrant was earned during one of the Six Kingdoms Wars when, wielding the World Suppressing Stele, Yue Huangquan slaughtered the champions of the four other kingdoms.

Only the Chaos Clan from the Genesis Divine Nation somehow survived, and it was also due to the help of the Genesis Divine Nation that the Netherworld World was not attacked by a coalition of other Divine Kingdoms afterwards.

Such a man was practically handpicked by the World Suppressing Stele as its inheritor!

If it was Xi Zhao at his peak, he would not fear facing Tyrant Yue Huangquan. But now, he had lost not only his physical body but also the World Suppressing Stele, while his strength was merely at Six Patterns level. With such power, he was not even enough to match a single finger of Yue Huangquan.

So, when he saw Yue Huangquan step through the gate, Xi Zhao didn't even think before launching his ultimate move. But before he could act, he felt a swirl in his mind, and then he lost consciousness.

"Could it be that I am ultimately unable to escape death?"