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Lion Camel Ridge.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, demons everywhere.

Since the monkey was beheaded and lost his six senses, this demon kingdom, which had been shattered by a single blow, has once again regained its former prosperity.

The three demon kings—the Green-haired Lion Monster, the Yellow-toothed Elephant, and the Golden-winged Roc—have returned with renewed vigor. Learning from their previous defeats, they have strengthened their defenses and expanded their power, not only doubling the number of their demon soldiers but also rehearsing martial arts exercises, seemingly determined to challenge the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court.

"Lang li ge lang, lang li ge lang, the king has summoned me to patrol the mountain~"

The sound pierced through the towering piles of skulls, like mountains, and a small demon carrying a flag emerged from the path, its head swaying, its feet sinking into the muddy ground strewn with human flesh. Its song was eerie and jarring, yet it sang with great enthusiasm.

The patrolling demon came to an ancient building and found several demons whispering and gesturing wildly, their expressions as exaggerated as could be.

"You lot, why aren't you working properly? What are you doing, slacking off!" the patrolling demon scolded.

Two of the lazy little demons were wolf demons. They trembled when they heard the reprimand, and only breathed a sigh of relief after turning around and seeing the appearance of the patrolling little demons.

One of the wolf demons spat, "Who do we have here? It's Little Drill Wind! Back when I was patrolling Lion Camel Ridge, your father wasn't even born yet!"

"Pah!" Little Drill Wind spat back, "You lot took advantage of the fact that the three kings were subdued and immediately switched your allegiance to another mountain to worship the Black Bear Spirit. Now that the Black Bear Spirit has been beaten to a pulp, you shamelessly come back to seek out the three kings... A loyal little demon like me is the true right-hand man of the three kings!"

"Run away in panic? Do you even know who that evil star is?" The wolf demon was furious. He absolutely could not be slandered, especially by Little Drill Wind.

"Who else could it be but a cultivator with some skill?" Little Drill Wind said disdainfully. "The three kings eat hundreds or even thousands of such cultivators every day. If they're lucky, they might even catch a couple of Earth Immortals as snacks."

"Snacks?" The wolf demon snorted. "Do you know that he beat the Black Wind King so badly that he was running away and wanted to escape back to the South China Sea in just a few moves? The Black Wind King is a great god who guards the mountain for Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea."

The monsters weren't unhappy with the gods; they were just unhappy that they were labeled and identified as villains.

He may feel resentful, but he will not be disrespectful.

"Black Wind King is a good-looking but useless coward," Little Drill Wind said stubbornly.

"So what if the Great Sage Yellow Wind ripped off the Bodhisattva's head?" a tiger demon asked from the side.

It is a monster from the Kingdom of Sihali. For a time, it followed the Great Sage Yellow Wind and was known as Tiger Vanguard. However, after the Great Sage Yellow Wind was defeated by Tan Wenjie, the entire region went out of control, so Tiger Vanguard moved to another place to continue its development and ended up in Lion Camel Ridge by chance.

Little Drill Wind: "It's just a rat demon, how much power can it possibly have?"

It knew that those demon kings were not important figures it could meet, but the three kings were also extraordinary. The existence of Lion Camel Ridge at the foot of Mount Ling must explain the situation.
Besides, the identities and origins of the three kings are no secret. Two of them are the mounts of Bodhisattvas, and the other is the uncle of the Buddha!

A little demon retorted, "So what if it's Erlang Shen? He was still defeated by him, and his fate is unknown."

Little Drill Wind: "..."

It naturally knew Erlang Shen's strength. When it patrolled the mountain at night, if it recalled Erlang Shen's name, it would be so frightened that its crotch would get hot and it would urinate into its trousers.

Even the three kings praised the opponent's strength more than once, never expecting that such a powerful war god would lose.

"I suppose that Erlang Shen is nothing but a silver-plated spearhead," Little Drill Wind stubbornly insisted.

The other monsters shook their heads and continued to gather together to discuss and exchange ideas, leaving Little Drill Wind aside and ignoring him. There was really no point in talking to a monster who couldn't see the situation clearly.

In the chaos of the battle, everyone just wanted to protect their own lives. Out of consideration for their comrades, they figured if something really happened, they could still go together, or at worst, keep the body with them as food.

However, if someone is unwilling, you can't force them.

Having been thwarted, Xiao Zuanfeng continued his patrol of the mountain. For the next long stretch of mountain road, all the legends and stories he heard were related to Tan Wenjie. Even though he didn't care about them, they still left an impression on him.

After completing his mission, he went to the cave dwellings of the three kings to report on his work.

Unlike the horrific scene of human bones scattered everywhere outside, the interior is serene and tranquil, where you can not only smell the stench but also see no human bones.

Upon entering the cave, one sees three demon kings sitting on thrones, drinking wine.

They are large and robust, resembling three small mountains.

After entering the room, Little Drill Kneeled on the ground and kowtowed, shouting, "Greetings to the three kings!"

"Little Drill Wind, how's the patrol going?" The Green-Haired Lion Monster placed the wine jar, the size of a human head, on the ground and turned to look at Little Drill Wind.

"Your Majesty, there is nothing unusual on the mountain, however..." Little Drill Wind hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell what he had seen and heard.

The blue-haired lion monster asked, "But what?"

It really couldn't have imagined what kind of trouble Lion Camel Ridge could cause. The monkey from back then was dead, and no one in the world could do anything to its three brothers.

“However, the little demons are restless,” Little Drill Wind said. “They go around praising some Jinshan God, saying that no god in the Three Realms and Six Paths can rival him, and that he defeated Erlang Shen. They always boost the morale of others and diminish their own prestige.”

The green-haired lion monster said, "He's just Erlang Shen. If I wanted, I could swallow him whole!"

“Yes, back then, our elder brother swallowed 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in one go. He doesn’t even consider Erlang Shen a threat.” The old elephant with yellow tusks next to him nodded in agreement.

It's not like you're charging anything for talking; why would Erlang Shen bother you for bragging?

At worst, we can turn into a mount and return to Mount Ling; we have connections there!

"The Golden Mountain God? He's nothing but a clown!" said the Golden-Winged Roc beside him.

This time, however, the blue-haired lion monster and the yellow-toothed elephant only nodded symbolically, expressing their emotional support, but they were unwilling to say anything harsh.

Only a fool would actually get into a conflict with someone.

It's no secret that Erlang Shen was defeated by them. The gods in Heaven are ruthless, but the demon kings have sharp eyes.

The claim that Erlang Shen defeated the imposter and won again is clearly a case of the victor taking all.

If they lose, even if they are the real Erlang Shen, they will be treated as a fake.

Besides, that Golden Mountain is quite a distance from Lion Camel Ridge. They keep to themselves and don't interfere with each other. What's the point of exchanging insults over a distance? This is a world of immortals where information travels very fast. If you make enemies over a few words, it would be a great loss.

The Golden-Winged Roc, however, was still not satisfied and continued to talk about how to create the "Golden Mountain God". As the Buddha's maternal uncle, no matter where he went, others had to give him some respect. When he went west, many demons released by immortals were captured and brought back in disgrace. Only the Roc was persuaded by the Buddha and was given the identity of a Dharma protector.

When it got excited, it even gestured a couple of times.

Little Drill nodded in deep agreement, secretly thinking that his king was indeed incredibly powerful.

"It's just that Jinshan isn't near Lion Camel Ridge," said the Golden-Winged Roc. "Otherwise, I, the Great King, would definitely have come knocking on their door and wiped them out completely!"

It's free to say a few harsh words; surely no one will actually come.

Suddenly, the Golden-Winged Roc changed his tone: "Brothers, you and I both know that as long as we can supply spiritual energy, it doesn't matter how big a commotion we cause."

The green-haired lion monster grabbed the wine jar and poured the wine into his mouth. He had a large capacity for alcohol and a wide belly. After drinking a whole jar of wine, he was still empty.

"Yes."

The old elephant with yellow tusks nodded as well.

The three demon brothers had only killed a few hundred thousand people and eaten some heavenly soldiers and generals; what were they compared to the gods in heaven?

the other side,
A handsome man dressed in black robes, with a third eye between his brows, arrived at Pansiling. Beside him followed a black dog, its eyes gleaming with ferocity; a single glance was enough to confirm that it was no ordinary beast.

"I really envy those demons from the Zhu family," a little demon sighed. "Their business is booming, they're always having banquets."

Another little demon nodded: "Who says otherwise? I heard that the Poison King is coming to propose marriage with his sons this year."

"If it weren't for the fact that the Ancestor didn't want the ladies to marry far away and had high standards, which of those scorpion demons would be worthy of the ladies?"

"That's true. Hundreds of years ago, Poisonous Enemy Mountain was famous, but since the death of the Wind and Moon Demon Lord, those scorpion demons have become nothing. Now they have to come to Spider Silk Ridge for protection."

"Who can argue with that? But I doubt any of those good-for-nothings are good enough for the grandmothers."

As the few demons were chatting animatedly, they suddenly noticed the man in black robes walking over with a black dog, and their eyes widened in surprise.

"Three eyes".

"He keeps a black dog."

The little demons turned to look at each other in tacit understanding, already knowing the answer in their hearts: the one who had come was probably the legendary Heavenly War God - Erlang Shen!
If the guess is wrong, the consequences will be even worse.

Only one powerful figure known as the "Kingsoft God" also has this appearance.

Nowadays, all beings in the Three Realms are pretending to be fools, preferring to mistake "Golden Mountain God" for Erlang Shen rather than the other way around. At least Erlang Shen is concerned with eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path, but Golden Mountain God is someone who kills gods and demons alike if they get in his way.

It was indeed Tan Wenjie who arrived, but the situation was somewhat different from what he had imagined. Surprisingly, no demons or evil spirits came to challenge him after the battle. He sat on Golden Mountain for a while, but found it uninteresting, so he took the initiative to move and come here to test the potential of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven.

"You, you, you're here for the banquet too?" Little Demon saw Tan Wenjie approaching and knew she couldn't avoid him, so she had no choice but to ask, bracing herself for a moment.

"Attend a banquet? What kind of banquet?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled.

The little demon replied, "Today is the day that the young ladies of the Zhu family are getting married by chance."

"Oh." Tan Wenjie winked in the direction of the courtyard, where there were spiders and scorpions, and the one speaking in front of him was a toad spirit, truly a collection of all five poisonous creatures.

He ignored the little demon and strode towards the Zhu family compound.

Just as I raised my hand to push the door open, I heard several women inside laughing and talking.

"Instead of marrying these idiots, we sisters might as well have a wild goose chase and see which unlucky soul ends up marrying them."

Tan Wenjie pushed the door open with a little force and saw monsters in their demonic forms sitting at the table.

Some of them were wagging their scorpion tails, making it easy to guess their true form.

Some look exactly like humans, only more exquisite, as beautiful as fairies, but with a hint of demonic aura.

His sudden entrance, coupled with his exceptional skill in concealing his presence, instantly drew the attention of all the demons, and the entire banquet fell silent.

"Huh, what's this spider demon with a pig's face? A spider-pig demon?" Tan Wenjie found it interesting as he looked at one of the little girls.

The "advantage" of being a monster is the absence of reproductive isolation.

The little girl, who was being stared at, shrank back in fear.

"How dare you! Who are you to trespass on the Zhu family compound!" One of the scorpion demons, who had not yet fully transformed into human form, slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

It is the eldest son of the Poison King, named Scorpion King.

He had hoped to marry the beautiful spider demon, but she disliked him. Just as he was having a headache and didn't know what to do, a handsome young man walked in. Suddenly, a brilliant idea came to him.

If I can sting this man to death, the girls will definitely fall for me.

The scorpion demon, who was larger and had a stronger demonic aura, immediately sensed something was wrong when she saw Tan Wenjie. Now, seeing her eldest son attacking a powerful figure of unknown strength just to please a beauty, her heart raced.

When they tried to stop him, Scorpion had already lashed out with his long scorpion tail and headed straight for Tan Wenjie.

"Did I disturb you?" Tan Wenjie didn't even look at the scorpion tail, letting it bump into him.

He was completely unharmed, while Scorpion... collapsed and turned into a pile of rotten flesh on the spot.

No one saw clearly what happened; they only felt a chill run down their spines.

“This one…” one of the beautiful succubi began to speak.

Boom, boom, boom...

Clumps of bodies exploded, splattering blood everywhere.

When Tan Wenjie stopped, he was already standing in front of the oldest and most powerful spider demon.

All the monsters who came to the banquet are now dead.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Where does the monkey's innate potential lie?"

"Immortal, I need to see someone, but this talent is not enough..." The old spider demon opened its mouth, trying to revert to its original form and struggle, but Tan Wenjie only needed to give it a look to intimidate it, and it dared not move.

"Go see whoever you want, what's the use of telling me?" Tan Wenjie casually pulled his penis out of the other person's body.

"Mother!" The other spider demons were terrified at the sight and rushed over.

“No need!” The old spider demon raised her hand to stop her daughters. “I’m not going to die yet, and I don’t have those chronic illnesses.”

She was surprised to find that she felt no discomfort at all, which must have been due to the help of the immortal in front of her.

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Although the spider demons didn't understand why they were being thanked, they still nodded in agreement.

Not killing is also a favor.

Tan Wenjie didn't even glance at them before turning around and leaving, thinking that it was not a good place to stay for long, as he was a popular figure with many things to do.

We had just left the Zhu family compound not far away.

"Immortal, please wait!" A beautiful female spider demon with black hair stopped Tan Wenjie. "I can give you all my dowry, and even myself, in exchange for your help in destroying the abbot of Huanghua Temple?"

"you are?"

"I am Miss Zhu, the fourth in my family."

"Fourth brother, how can you be so greedy, taking food and money at the same time?" Tan Wenjie sighed.

Fourth Sister: "?"

"I helped you get revenge, fine, but you actually want to marry me? That's just... wishful thinking!"

"..." (End of this chapter)