Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

Chapter 133 Swallowing Pills

Upon hearing this, the Yellow-Robed Monster was struck dumb.

"It's true! My child really has been kidnapped!"

The yellow-robed monster's eyes were bloodshot. Recalling the two pools of blood and flesh smashed on the white jade steps outside the capital of Baoxiang Kingdom, he was so angry that he jumped up and down in the cave.

"You damned Pigsy! You damned Sandy! How dare you kill my own flesh and blood!" The Yellow-Robed Monster's eyes turned bloodshot, his mind in turmoil, his demonic aura surging, his killing intent chilling. "I swear I will tear these two apart, skin them alive, and grind their bones to dust before I can quell my hatred!"

After venting his anger, the Yellow-Robed Monster looked down at Baihua Xiu, who was convulsing in pain in his arms, and finally suppressed some of his rage.

"Madam, how are you feeling now with this chest pain?" he asked, his voice trembling as he suppressed his anger.

Baihua frowned deeply and replied in a weak voice, "My lord—is in unbearable pain, I'm afraid—he won't survive—"

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Seeing his wife like this, the Yellow Robe Monster no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath, opened his blood-red maw, and spat out violently.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from his mouth, instantly illuminating the dimly lit demon cave.

There was an inner core the size of a chicken egg, perfectly round, gleaming with golden light, and flowing with extremely pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Madam, do not be afraid. With this exquisite inner core of my relic, you will be safe." The yellow-robed monster held the inner core in his palm and said softly, "This treasure, just touch the painful spot and the pain will immediately disappear."

At this moment, Sun Wukong was lying on the stalactites on the cave ceiling.

His fiery eyes were fixed on the golden, exquisite inner core of the relic, and he secretly marveled, "What a treasure!"

This demon is quite skilled; he's managed to refine such a pure relic elixir. Once I, Old Sun, kill him with my staff, I'll get it from the princess and swallow it. It will surely greatly replenish my vital energy! Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Below, the yellow-robed monster gently pressed the inner core onto Baihuaxiu's chest and slowly massaged it.

In a short while, Baihuaxiu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, her pale face regained its rosy hue, and even her breathing became steady.

She let out a long sigh, a strange light flashing in her eyes, and then said in a sweet voice, "My lord, this treasure is truly miraculous! My chest really doesn't hurt at all anymore. But this inner core is so warm and comfortable; may I borrow it to warm it up a bit more?"

The yellow-robed monster, completely unprepared, immediately nodded and said, "If Madam likes it, then please keep it."

Having said that, he loosened his grip slightly, leaving the exquisite inner core of the relic on Baihuaxiu's lapel.

The moment his five fingers left the inner core!

The mites and midges lurking on the cave ceiling suddenly flapped their wings, transforming into a dazzling golden light, and swooped down with lightning speed.

The yellow-robed monster was terrified and turned around abruptly.

Just a few feet away, the golden light dissipated, revealing a hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed monk.

The yellow-robed monster looked at the hairy-faced monk and felt that he looked very familiar. He was filled with doubt and uncertainty, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Who are you?" the yellow-robed monster shouted sternly, while secretly circulating his demonic power.

Sun Wukong chuckled and slammed his golden cudgel down on the ground, cracking the stone slab.

"You blind, wretched creature, you don't even recognize your old master?" Sun Wukong raised his head arrogantly and said, "Prick up your dog ears and listen carefully! I am your ancestor from five hundred years ago, the eldest disciple of the Great Tang Holy Monk, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong!"

Upon hearing this, the Yellow-Robed Monster felt a buzzing in his head.

Tang Sanzang's disciple?

The pain of losing his son ignited the Yellow Robe Monster's ferocity. He didn't care if you were the Great Sage Equal to Heaven; today it was either you or me who would die!

"You impudent monkey! Prepare to die!"

The yellow-robed monster roared, his voice booming like thunder: "Men! Charge in and chop this monkey head into mincemeat!"

As soon as the order was given, a fierce demonic wind arose inside and outside the Wave Moon Cave, and the sounds of battle shook the heavens. Hundreds of small demons with ferocious appearances, wielding knives, spears, and halberds, surged into the inner room like a tide, surrounding Sun Wukong.

"Excellent! I've been worried that my bones have rusted up these past few years, and I haven't had anywhere to loosen them up!"

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he transformed, unleashing his supernatural powers of having three heads and six arms.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand instantly split into three, transforming into three pillars supporting the sky. Sun Wukong, like a tiger among sheep, swung his three heads and six arms with incredible speed, and the three iron rods swept out with the power to destroy everything.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wherever the iron rod passed, death was instantaneous, and the lesser demons didn't even have time to scream before being smashed into clouds of blood mist. Limbs and remains flew everywhere, and blood instantly stained the stone walls of the cave.

In just over ten breaths, hundreds of lesser demons were slaughtered, their corpses piled up like mountains, and their blood flowed like rivers.

Seeing his men slaughtered, the Yellow-Robed Monster's eyes dripped blood. He drew a steel-dipped knife and slashed at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong withdrew his three-headed, six-armed form, raised his golden cudgel with both hands, and blocked the attack head-on.

"clang!"

The blades clashed with a deafening roar, sending sparks flying.

The two men darted and weaved through the narrow cave, their swords flashing and clubs clashing, creating a deadly scene.

They fought back and forth for fifty or sixty rounds, with neither gaining the upper hand.

Sun Wukong grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, pondering to himself, "Just what is this monster's background? Having lost his vital inner core, his magical power greatly diminished, yet he can still fight me to a standstill? If he still had his inner core, wouldn't I be at a huge disadvantage?"

The Yellow-Robed Monster grew increasingly anxious as the battle raged on. The cramped and narrow Moon Cave made it impossible for him to move freely, especially with Hundred Flowers Beauty nearby, making him hesitant to act rashly.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned around and was startled to find that there was no one behind him, no sign of Baihuaxiu.

Before he could think it through, Sun Wukong's golden cudgel came crashing down again with a gust of wind. The yellow-robed monster hastily raised his knife to block it, and using the force of the impact, he leaped onto a cloud and fled out of the cave.

Two figures broke through the clouds one after the other and soared straight into the heavens.

Deep within Wave Moon Cave.

The rock wall trembled violently, and stalactites at the top kept breaking off and falling.

Yun Zhongzi cowered in a dead corner of a hidden passage, suppressing his aura to the extreme.

Outside, the clanging of metal against metal was like rolling thunder, a continuous, life-or-death battle between the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, and Kui Mulang, one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations.

boom!

The cave ceiling was completely ripped open, and two streams of light shot into the sky, clashing fiercely in the heavens.

The oppressive force suddenly lessened.

Yun Zhongzi spat out a mouthful of blood, leaned against the stone wall to stand up, walked out of his hiding place, and walked in along the passage.

The ground beneath his feet was littered with the corpses of lesser demons, their deaths gruesome, limbs and torsos scattered about, the stench of blood overwhelming. Yun Zhongzi remained expressionless, suppressing the shock in his heart, and stepped over the remains one by one.

"Master Daoist."

A low female voice came from the stone chamber ahead.

Yun Zhongzi followed the sound.

Princess Baihuaxiu of Baoxiang Kingdom stood in the shadows, her face pale and her body trembling slightly, but her eyes revealed a hint of excitement.

She spread out her right hand.

In the palm of his hand lay a round bead the size of a chicken eye. The bead was dark gold in color, with obscure runes flowing across its surface, and faintly emanating fluctuations of Buddhist chants and demonic energy.

The Yellow Robe Monster's relic and inner elixir.