The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Look at the Sky Roaring Dog coming with the magic weapon. Yang Jian stretched out his long arm and took it steadily. He first lowered his head to ask if the Sky Roaring Dog was injured. After confirming that it was fine, the expression on his face became more solemn.

He keenly noticed that Sun Wukong's aura was as chaotic as the waves, and his great magic power was somewhat unstable. You know, he and the monkey had always been evenly matched in the way of killing, and it was hard to tell who was better. It had only been a short period of time, who could force Sun Wukong to this state?

Yang Jian was secretly shocked. The fairies beside him were not stupid either. Their faces were as cold as ice, and their eyes were all fixed on the mysterious fairy island shrouded in clouds and mist.

"Monkey, are you still holding on? Are you hurt?" Nezha stood with his arms folded. Although his tone was frivolous, there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

"I have a body of diamond, what can happen to me?" Sun Wukong gasped and tried hard to hold his head up.

"Great Sage, who is that person on the island?" Li Jing asked in a deep voice. All the immortals held their breath and waited for a response.

Wukong closed his eyes slightly, and Buddha's light suddenly appeared in his eyes, piercing through the mist like two sharp swords, and shot straight at the black fog hovering over the fairy island. Yang Jian beside him also quietly activated his heavenly eye, and in an instant, the third eye on his forehead flashed with golden light, and his torch-like eyes penetrated the heavy fog.

"Look! The black fog has actually condensed into shape!" Wude Xingjun exclaimed, and the immortal sword in his hand was unsheathed, flashing with cold light.

The immortals were instantly on high alert, with magical powers surging all over their bodies, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Hehe——" Suddenly, a chilling laugh came out from the black fog, as straight as an ice cone piercing the bones, making everyone's backs chill and their hearts tremble.

Such a strong fluctuation of magic power! The immortals frowned and were secretly shocked.

Amid the surging black fog, a man wearing feathered clothes and fish-scale armor stepped out slowly. His eyes were like cold stars, and he looked cold and domineering. His black hair danced wildly in the wind, and black fog entangled him, as if thousands of ghosts were howling in the air.

"I never thought that the immortal god behind the Demon Court is so vulnerable." The man spoke, his voice was like the collision of metal and stone, extremely harsh.

"Demon Court?" Upon hearing this, the pupils of the immortals suddenly shrank and stormy waves rose in their hearts.

Could it be that this person is the remnant of the ancient demon court? As the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Court Army, Li Jing held up the Nine-Story Immortal Pagoda, bowed respectfully, and then asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The man's eyes were like lightning, and he swept over Li Jing coldly, but he seemed to ignore him and turned his gaze to Yang Jian. In an instant, Yang Jian felt an invisible pressure like a mountain pressing down, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

A powerful person! Just by looking at him, he could increase his pressure! If not a powerful person, then what could he be? He was horrified and quickly used the sound transmission technique to tell Li Jing his guess.

After hearing this, Li Jing's expression changed drastically and he looked at the mysterious man in disbelief.

Great power? How come such a person has never been known before? Where did he come from in the Three Realms and when did he appear?

Just as he was in doubt, two golden lights flashed out from the island like lightning and instantly landed on both sides of the mysterious man. The visitors were none other than the Demon King Peng and the Ape King Yu! The two demons stood respectfully beside the man with solemn expressions. When they saw the immortals and gods in front of them, their faces suddenly darkened.

"Ah? Third brother? Sixth brother?" Sun Wukong widened his eyes, his face full of shock.

The Demon King Peng remained silent, his eyes calmly falling on Sun Wukong, who was bathed in Buddha's light. There seemed to be a flash of disappointment in the depths of his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Who is your sixth brother?" King Yuxiong scolded coldly, "We dare not associate with the elder brother of the Buddha of Buddhism!"

Sun Wukong was struck by lightning, his throat tightened, and he couldn't speak. He was very clear-minded, how could he not understand? The sworn brotherhood of the past had long been worn away by the years, and now he and his two brothers were already strangers, and there was no possibility of returning to the past. After thinking it through, he shut up and said no more. "Peng Demon King, Yu Monkey King, it turned out to be you!" Li Jing said in a deep voice.

"Tota-Bearing Heavenly King, it's been thousands of years since we last met, right?" Demon King Peng smiled faintly.

Li Jing was silent, took a deep breath, and his gaze fell back on the mysterious man - although the Demon King Peng and the Monkey King were strong, they were far from enough to make him so alert. Only this mysterious man was the real threat.

He could see clearly that the two demons showed genuine respect for the man, and they stepped back half a step, obviously treating him as subordinates.

"Your Excellency does not want to reveal your name, that's fine." Li Jing said in a deep voice, "But I have something to say, and I hope you will listen. The ancient demons... the Heavenly Court has long been destroyed. Now the new Heavenly Court rules the three realms, and the world is peaceful. If you cause trouble without reason, I'm afraid you will anger the Heavenly Dao and be entangled by the fire of karma!"

Kunpeng, who was called "Emperor Master", sneered when he heard this: "Peace? Where does peace come from?" His eyes were like knives. "Even if there is peace, it is only the peace of your human race. What does it have to do with my demon race?"

It turned out that he learned from the memories of Demon King Peng and King Yu Monkey that since the fall of the Demon Court, the Heavenly Court has never stopped suppressing the demon race. Whenever the number of demons increased slightly, they were slaughtered bloodily, resulting in the decline of the demon race and the dominance of the human race.

All the immortals were speechless. As senior immortals in Heaven, they naturally knew what Heaven had done to the demon race.

"The Imperial Master is right!" Demon King Peng echoed loudly, "In this world, has there ever been any fairness to my demon race?"

"What exactly do you want, Excellency?" Li Jing asked in a deep voice.

"What do you want?" Kunpeng raised a grim smile, and swept his eyes over the immortals and gods in front of him, with murderous intent, "In the past, you in the Heavenly Court bullied my demon clan because they had no one, and slaughtered them wantonly. Now, I will make you taste the taste of being slaughtered!"

These words were like thunder, and all the immortals were shocked. They took a half step back involuntarily, and the magic power in their bodies circulated frantically, ready for battle.

"You... do you really want to be an enemy of Heaven?" Wu Qu Xingjun shouted sternly.

"I will not kill all of you." Kunpeng said with a playful look in his eyes, "I will give those who are spying on this place a little face. As long as you can escape from my magical power, I will spare your life!" After saying this, a majestic shadow suddenly rose up behind him, reaching into the sky, a thousand miles high. The terrifying magic power was like a surging wave, pressing in all directions like a tidal wave, causing the sea level of the entire North Sea to drop sharply!

With a dull thud, the weaker North Sea Dragon King was hit first. He was crushed to the ground by the pressure, blood gushing out of his mouth.

"Puff——" Chang'e couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood, her beautiful eyes full of horror.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately flew to her side, put his hand on her shoulders and helped her share the pressure.

"Thank you." Chang'e raised her eyes with a complicated look.

"Be careful. If a fight really breaks out later, fairy, you'd better leave as soon as possible." Yang Jian's face was solemn. After saying this, he contacted Sun Wukong using the art of sound transmission.

"Sun Wukong, there are only you and me here, maybe we can fight him for a few moves. Later..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sun Wukong. "Old Sun, please help! Get these people to evacuate immediately. Otherwise, if he attacks with all his strength and Li Jing takes it head-on, none of them will survive!"

Yang Jian nodded and immediately sent a message to Li Jing. Li Jing woke up as if from a dream, suddenly realized what was going on, and hurriedly called all the immortals to fly quickly towards the distance. (End of this chapter)