Journey to the West: Great Saint Equal to Heaven

78: Chapter 78: Hunting the Kunpeng 78: Chapter 78: Hunting the Kunpeng In the depths of the North Sea, within a secret location, Kunpeng had built a palace.

The Flood Dragon Demon King and the Roc Demon King stood guard outside the palace when they suddenly heard a roar.

They exchanged glances.

Had their master been thwarted again?

This wasn’t the first or second time.

Each time Kunpeng was thwarted, he would react like this, and they were almost accustomed to it.

“Come in.”

The icy voice of Kunpeng resonated.

The Flood Dragon Demon King and the Roc Demon King hurriedly entered.

“Go kill Sun Wukong.”

Kunpeng gave the order.

“Yes.”

The Roc Demon King spoke directly.

However, the Flood Dragon Demon King shook his head and said, “Master, as I told you before I followed you, I would not lift a hand against my own brothers.

I cannot do this.”

An icy expression appeared on Kunpeng’s face.

The Roc Demon King frowned and signaled to the Flood Dragon Demon King with his eyes, urging him not to defy Kunpeng.

If Kunpeng were to become enraged, it surely wouldn’t end well for him.

Yet, the Flood Dragon Demon King remained calm.

He stood there, meeting Kunpeng’s gaze squarely.

If Kunpeng could not keep a promise they had agreed upon, there was no point in following him.

With the strength and status of the Flood Dragon Demon King, finding a worthy master elsewhere wouldn’t be difficult.

Kunpeng stared at the Flood Dragon Demon King, his gaze flickering with lightning.

The atmosphere suddenly tensed.

Even the Flood Dragon Demon King was prepared to fight his way out if necessary.

If Kunpeng attacked, that shameless third party would definitely join Kunpeng against him.

It would be difficult for him to break out.

Just then, Kunpeng suddenly laughed.

He looked at the Flood Dragon Demon King appreciatively and said, “Good, very good.

I admire those who uphold loyalty.

Never mind, I won’t trouble you and your brothers this time.”

The Flood Dragon Demon King sighed in relief.

The Roc Demon King looked at Kunpeng with admiration—truly a noble master.

Calm was restored.

Li Guangming proceeded directly to the Heavenly Court.

“Teacher, that monkey refused to take action and even fought with me, intending to kill me.”

“I witnessed what happened, and it was my miscalculation.

But Husun is most loyal and would not kill you.

Didn’t he only retaliate after you struck him three times?

Do not slander Husun.”

Li Guangming fell silent for a moment before saying, “Yes.”

“Go to Kunpeng, let him send someone to help the Buddhist Sect.

He has the young flood dragon and Tianpeng under him.

If they join the Buddhist camp, it will be more difficult for the Heavenly Court to take down the Netherworld.”

“Yes, I will do it now.”

Li Guangming set out.

Only after he had left did a deep sigh echo.

“If only Husun could help me, how great that would be.”

The voice carried a trace of ruefulness and deep disappointment.

He needed someone who could stand on their own.

Li Guangming was strong and had reached the realm of Heavenly Venerate.

But compared to Sun Wukong, he was far behind, not only in combat power but also in wisdom and temperament.

Thus, Li Guangming would never be able to stand on his own.

Whereas Sun Wukong was always the most brilliant star, impossible to overlook at any time.

Sun Wukong had been waiting above the North Sea for a long time but didn’t encounter Kunpeng in person.

He touched his nose and directly entered into the North Sea.

Upon hearing of Sun Wukong’s arrival, the North Sea Dragon King immediately greeted him warmly.

“Ao Shun, has there been any activity in the North Sea recently?”

Sun Wukong asked.

Ao Shun seemed puzzled but said, “I haven’t felt anything unusual.

However, a deity has moved into an undersea canyon here, and I haven’t visited him yet.

Is there something wrong with him?”

Sun Wukong instantly understood—that so-called deity was probably Kunpeng.

He chuckled and said, “Of course, something’s wrong.

If I’m not mistaken, that deity you mentioned should be that scoundrel Kunpeng.”

Ao Shun was immediately taken aback and then showed anger.

“That scoundrel has such audacity.

Where is Chancellor Turtle?

Gather the troops and follow me to capture Kunpeng.”

Kunpeng was despised to the extreme by the clans of the Four Seas, especially since the Sea Eye of the East Sea was breached.

Now, hearing that Kunpeng was in the North Sea, not far from his own location, Ao Shun was naturally enraged.

“Wait a moment.”

Sun Wukong gestured to stop.

Ao Shun stopped Chancellor Turtle and then asked, “Great Saint, do you have any other instructions?”

Sun Wukong squinted his eyes and said, “Old Dragon King, do not be hasty.

Kunpeng is powerful, and with just us, we might not be able to subdue him.”

“Do you want to ask someone for help?”

Ao Shun’s eyes lit up slightly, expectantly asking.

“Correct, just give me a moment.”

Sun Wukong stated, then sent out a message.

Ao Shun immediately felt reassured, his face breaking into a smile as he said, “With the Great Saint’s friends, all possessing vast magical powers, this time Kunpeng is doomed.”

Sun Wukong, however, shook his head.

Kunpeng had survived since ancient times; he wasn’t so easily defeated.

At that moment, Li Guangming walked out from Kunpeng’s palace, followed by the Flood Dragon Demon King and the Roc Demon King.

The three departed from there, leaving Kunpeng alone in the entire palace.

“Why do I feel a bit uneasy?

Is someone plotting against me?”

Kunpeng felt some confusion and unease.

But, making a quick divination, he didn’t find any clues.

“It must be because I’ve been facing setbacks recently.

What in this world can threaten me?”

Kunpeng scoffed to himself internally.

He really was too tense.

Even if he had to face Emperor Jun, he wouldn’t flinch, not even against the Ancient Heavenly Emperor.

Now in the Three Realms, the number of people who could suppress him could be counted on one hand.

Just then, a wave of Buddha’s Light, carrying immense killing intent, crashed down.

The entire hall shattered in an instant, and Kunpeng was even struck by Buddha’s Light, pressing him harshly against the ground.

That wasn’t all, before the Buddha’s Light could disperse, a beam of light that pierced through heaven and earth struck Kunpeng.

“Pfft.”

Kunpeng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Next, an enlarged Earth Scripture enveloped him, huge mana surged, flinging him away.

“Hehe.”

A weird laugh came as Ying Hook, wrapped in demonic light, slapped a palm against Kunpeng’s chest, almost piercing through his body.

Before Kunpeng could react, a long spear pierced through the void, stabbed Kunpeng, and went right through him.

Kunpeng screamed in pain, his eyes turning red.

“Boom.”

The golden Jingu Bang swept across, carrying massive mana, and directly struck Kunpeng’s head.

Kunpeng cried out miserably, flying off the spear.

He was utterly dazed, having not even seen his enemies clearly before being severely injured in quick succession.

Ao Shun stood aside, without even a chance to make a move.

He looked at Sun Wukong with a face full of admiration.

The Great Saint was truly incredible.

Look at whom he had invited.

The South Sea Guanyin, Wuzhuang Temple’s Zhenyuan, Immortal Master Erlang, and Nezha.

That Great Demon, somewhat unfamiliar.

But, upon closer inspection, Ao Shun figured out his identity.

Ying Hook, a warlord under the Ancient Yellow Emperor, who had dared to confront Chi You, later turned into a zombie in the Yellow Springs Nether Sea and was killed by the Yellow Emperor using Xuanyuan Sword’s edge.

Unexpectedly, he had come back to life.

Recently, he even took down the Netherworld, shaking the Three Realms.

Such a lineup, even The Three Pure Ones would frown upon seeing, let alone Kunpeng.

Kunpeng came to his senses, recognizing the identities of those who came.

His heart trembled, feeling that his earlier misgivings were not misplaced.

Sun Wukong had invited such a powerful group to kill him; it seemed that they planned to thoroughly finish him off.

Kunpeng transformed into his true form, intending to break out.

“You won’t escape.”

The Bodhisattva Guanyin said calmly.

Her jade hand waved, slapping down.

In that instant, it seemed as though the entire heaven and earth were pressing down on Kunpeng.

Kunpeng spread his wings, attempting to flee the area, but was forcefully pressed down by the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

At this moment, this great Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Sect truly revealed her might.

She turned the Jade Clean Bottle upside down, actually trying to capture Kunpeng inside it.

Kunpeng snorted coldly, his massive body shook, breaking free from the suction of the Jade Clean Bottle.

Endless mysterious light appeared on Kunpeng, transforming into pitch-black demonic thunder that poured down towards the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

“Capture.”

The Jade Clean Bottle shone, and Daoist patterns spread out, ineffably profound.

The sky full of demonic thunder was instantly absorbed into the Jade Clean Bottle.

Lightning flashes were visible on the Jade Clean Bottle.

The Bodhisattva Guanyin circulated her mana, resolving the lightning.

Kunpeng flapped his wings, sweeping towards others.

Sun Wukong exerted Law of Heaven and Earth, reaching the sky, and he directly grabbed Kunpeng’s wing, then yanked it fiercely.

Kunpeng’s massive body was jerked, harshly slammed onto the seabed.

Boom.

Kunpeng penetrated the seabed, stirring up thousands of feet of massive waves in the North Sea, seemingly rushing toward the shore.

Sun Wukong had an idea, and the Jingu Bang flew out; densely covered in Daoist patterns, it released astonishing power, instantly calming the seas of the North Sea.

Immortal Master Erlang also enacted Law of Heaven and Earth, wielding a Three-pointed Double-edged Sword, chopping down at Kunpeng.

“Pfft.”

Blood splattered from Kunpeng as he was injured by Immortal Master Erlang.

Kunpeng roared, his claws reaching for Immortal Master Erlang, leaving a wound on his body.

Immortal Master Erlang became increasingly fierce, his Three-pointed Double-edged Sword relentlessly chopping, and though Kunpeng dodged and had shocking defensive power, it still left numerous marks on his body.

“Still dare to run wild.”

Zhenyuan spoke coldly, spreading the Earth Scripture and pressing it down.

Kunpeng was instantly immobilized, unable to move.

At that moment, everyone made their move; even Bodhisattva Guanyin used her Demon-Subduing Supernatural Powers, condensing a Demon-Subduing Sword, and fiercely chopped down.

“Pfft.”

Kunpeng was almost exploded.

Even with his overwhelming mana, he was, at this point, somewhat unable to hold on.

Kunpeng roared, a massive explosion of mana erupted from him.

He broke free from the Earth Scripture’s binding, transforming into a human form.

At this time, he was all bloodied up, suffering from extremely severe injuries.

With a pair of cold eyes sweeping over everyone, Kunpeng coldly said, “You forced my hand.”

Sun Wukong swung out with his staff.

Even at this time, he dared to feign.

Kunpeng was hit by the staff, blood splattering everywhere; he looked extremely pitiful.

“Heh heh.”

Kunpeng lowered his head, emitting a sinister laugh.

Everyone couldn’t help but furrow their brows; could it be that Kunpeng still had an ace up his sleeve?

“Putting on airs.”

Ying Hook sneered, as he walked over to take action.

Just at that moment, Sun Wukong had a sudden premonition and urgently shouted, “Come back.”

“What?”

Before Ying Hook could react, a beam of demonic light burst out from Kunpeng’s body, directly piercing through Ying Hook.

Ying Hook cried out in pain, he was tough, and though hit, he didn’t step back, and directly slapped over.

Kunpeng was sent flying.

The beam of demonic light returned and merged back with him.

Boom.

Kunpeng’s aura surged explosively, immediately restoring him to his peak condition.

His injuries, too, were instantly healed.