A master of comedy!

"Jinse, thank you."

As Zhou Sheng walked forward, he silently expressed his gratitude in his heart.

If it weren't for Jinse's singing, he would never have been able to pass the second level so easily. At the same time, he was also a little puzzled. Wasn't Jinse asleep? How could she wake up so quickly?
“I sense that you are in danger, even if you are asleep. If you need me, just call me.”

After saying this, Jinse's voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely.

It seems that she is still some time away from fully waking up. However, as Zhou Sheng's natal magic weapon, the two have an almost blood-related bond. After sensing that Zhou Sheng was in danger, she briefly woke up.

Zhou Sheng let out a soft breath and continued forward.

He hadn't walked far when he saw a magnificent mountain peak, but the mountain seemed to have been hollowed out to make a treasury. In front of two bronze doors that were three zhang high, there was a huge figure.

It turned out to be a black bear wearing a cassock, sitting cross-legged, with a long spear with a black tassel stuck beside it. When the night wind blew, a demonic aura soared into the sky, causing the tassel on the spear to dance incessantly.

Even from a great distance, Zhou Sheng could feel the overwhelming demonic aura rushing towards him, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. With his ears open, he could even faintly hear the thunderous sound of the other party's blood and qi surging within his body.

Compared to that, his prized physical body paled in comparison.

Suddenly, the Black Bear Demon King opened his eyes, as if sensing something unusual. His eyes shot out a dazzling divine light, and his sharp, murderous gaze swept around like a knife.

It stands several meters tall and is enormous. Even when it sits cross-legged, it is as majestic as a small mountain, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

The terrifying cultivation level of the person who survived the tribulation caused the surrounding void to seem to freeze, and even the wind stopped.

Fortunately, Zhou Sheng had already taken cover and hid himself, pressing himself tightly against a wall to prevent his body from being exposed.

When the other person's gaze swept over him, his primordial spirit immediately issued a frantic warning, as if he were a small boat in a storm, about to be drowned at any moment.

Fortunately, the talisman drawn by the old man of Niushan was indeed powerful. Even a great demon at the Tribulation Transcending Realm did not detect his presence and closed his eyes again after examining him for a moment.

Zhou Sheng held his breath and remained motionless.

A few breaths later, the other party suddenly opened his eyes again, looked around once more, and only closed them again after finding nothing.

Only then did Zhou Sheng breathe a sigh of relief.

The opponent turned out to be a black bear spirit, wearing a cassock and holding a long spear with black tassels, which immediately reminded him of the black bear spirit in "Journey to the West" who could fight the Great Sage to a standstill.

"His helmet, made of iron, gleamed with fire-lacquer; his black-gold armor shone brilliantly. A black robe covered his sleeves, and long, dark green silk tassels hung down. He held a black-tasseled spear in his hand and wore a pair of black leather boots. His eyes gleamed like lightning; he was none other than the Black Wind King of the mountains."

The Black Bear Spirit in Journey to the West was extremely powerful. Even with Monkey King's martial arts skills, they fought for hundreds of rounds, creating chaos and confusion, without a clear victor.

In the end, even Guanyin Bodhisattva was moved and converted him into a mountain guardian deity.

Of course, Zhou Sheng knew very well that the demon king in front of him was definitely not the Black Bear Spirit from "Journey to the West". Otherwise, even if Zhang Sanfeng, who had survived eight heavenly tribulations, came, he probably would not be a match for him.

All he has to do now is wait.

Zhou Sheng was not in a hurry. He had no shortage of patience. He immediately used a supernatural power to turn into a piece of gravel in the corner of the wall.

The Monkey King taught him the Seventy-Two Transformations. Because he didn't have a stone body, it was inconvenient for him to use them when his magical power was low. Now, with 180 years of cultivation, he can use them quite smoothly.

The Seventy-Two Transformations is an extremely sophisticated technique for concealment, and with the double insurance of the Taiyin Talisman, it can ensure that no flaws will be revealed and discovered during the waiting process.

Time passes little by little.

The black bear spirit sat cross-legged with its eyes closed before the bronze gate, not dozing or sleeping, but cultivating. Its breath was like a mighty wind, each breath inhaling a large amount of moonlight essence, making its internal organs feel like they were thundering, refining its blood and qi, tempering its muscles and bones, and increasing its magical power.

The dense black hair shimmered with an irresistible luster, softer and shinier than the finest satin.

This is a manifestation of practicing superior Dharma methods.

The cultivation technique the opponent practices is probably no less powerful than Zhou Sheng's Hidden Dragon Sleeping Immortal Technique.

Thinking about it, it's not surprising. If one didn't have superior profound skills, how could one reach the Tribulation Transcending Realm?

Half an hour passed, and midnight was almost over, but the black bear spirit showed no interest in smelling the wine and continued to cultivate meticulously.

Did the old man of Niushan make a mistake?
Zhou Sheng looked at the bronze door. Although the door was tightly closed, there was an extremely small crack. If a small flying insect like a mosquito were to enter, it should be able to squeeze through.

Inside lies the mysterious treasure trove that the old man of Niushan had been longing for, containing the legendary gourd of the Celestial Master Zhong Kui.

Should we take advantage of his cultivation and transform into an insect to fly in?

The adventurous plan popped into Zhou Sheng's mind, but it was rejected before he could even use the Luo Shu divination, because he was facing a great demon at the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

We must have awe for such an extremely ferocious being.

He chose to continue waiting. If he still hadn't gotten the chance by midnight, he would leave first, which would mean that the old man of Niushan had miscalculated. He would then go back and reconsider.

Fortunately, perseverance pays off. Just as the last moment of the ion time had passed, the black bear spirit finally moved.

Its nose kept sniffing something, clumps of sticky saliva fell from its mouth, and it kept swallowing.

In fact, not only it, but even Zhou Sheng, who was hiding in the distance, could smell a strong aroma of wine.

The aroma was extremely strong; even a trace of it was like black oil mixed in water, strikingly noticeable.

Because of the old man Niu Shan's warning, he held his breath as soon as he smelled it, fearing that he would get drunk because he couldn't hold his liquor.

The black bear spirit, who loved wine, showed no mercy. It instantly lost its composure, abandoning its cultivation, and immediately rushed to the crack in the door to frantically inhale the alcohol.

His eyes revealed an undisguised infatuation and longing.

Even if you can't drink it, smelling it is a pleasure in itself.

As expected of the strongest liquor in the world, even just its aroma was enough to intoxicate a colossal creature. Soon, the black bear spirit became somewhat drunk and slowly lay down on the ground, seemingly falling asleep.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Sheng followed the instructions of the old man from Niushan, silently counting to nine before transforming into an insect and flying toward the bronze gate.

The Black Bear Spirit is a powerful demon in the Tribulation Transcending Realm, with an incredibly strong physical body. He can only be drunk for a short while and could wake up at any time.

The old man from Niushan said it was a quarter of an hour, but Zhou Sheng felt it might be even shorter.

However, just as he was about to fly to the crack in the door, the sky seemed to suddenly darken, a fierce wind howled, and demonic energy filled the air.

Woke up?

As soon as Zhou Sheng looked up, he saw a huge bear paw slamming down on him, like a falling black mountain.

...(End of this chapter)