Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

The Thirty-Three Heavens.

Laozi looked at the two boys.

At this moment, Golden Horn and Silver Horn had returned to their original forms, becoming two children with their hair tied in topknots.

They stood before Laozi, trembling with fear.

"What have you learned from this descent to the mortal realm?"

Laozi did not punish him.

These two are not strong enough, so it's normal for them to be played like this.

However, Laozi was not without anger.

These two were Laozi's pageboys, and they had eaten the best things since they were young, including elixirs and imperial wines.

Logically speaking, even with poor talent, he should be able to enter the True Immortal realm by now, right?

Putting aside everything else, Sun Wukong only spent a few years cultivating to become a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Then look at his inner demon. Although it is weak in strength, it is top-notch in both temperament and talent.

They even dared to use Taoist minefields to kill Buddhist demons.

However, this point did indeed satisfy Laozi.

This Garuda, a mythical bird in Buddhism, devoured the people of an entire country.

Although not all the people there are Taoists, there are indeed some Taoist believers among them.

Although these vows are just a drop in the ocean, they are still Taoist believers, so he couldn't help but be angry.

In addition, his two attendants, who were sent down to the mortal realm with the mission of disrupting the pilgrims, almost lost their lives because of the Golden-Winged Roc.

How could Laozi not be angry?

Therefore, when Sun Qiong summoned divine thunder, Laozi did not hesitate and immediately took action.

Even when the Peacock King appeared before him, Laozi did not choose to leave in the Western Paradise.

But he did hold back and did not continue to kill the Golden-Winged Roc.

Even if Buddha came to question him, the matter would have nothing to do with him.

I held back; it was that inner demon monkey you enlightened who killed the Golden-Winged Roc.

No matter what, Laozi is in an invincible position.

"Master, that Golden-Winged Roc is truly formidable; the two of us were almost powerless to resist it."

Golden Horn was the first to speak.

He fought the Golden-Winged Roc head-on, though he was subdued in an instant.

But he did indeed feel the terrifying destructive power of the Golden-Winged Roc.

"Hmph, you think that Golden-Winged Roc is powerful, but don't you realize that it's not his body at all, but a body he's possessed—the body of an old fox!"

Laozi became even angrier at this point.

These two didn't even notice this, and even gave the magic weapon to the Golden-Winged Roc.

Whenever he thinks about this, his head feels throbbing.

He even considered replacing the two boys.

"Master, although the Golden-Winged Roc is strong, that monkey is even more dangerous."

Yinjiao quickly recounted his encounter with Sun Qiong in detail.

After experiencing all of this, Silver Horn gained a completely new understanding of stone monkeys like Sun Qiong.

Clearly, Sun Qiong is no ordinary monster.

"You two, get out of here. From now on, watch the stove carefully."

Lao Jun looked at the two of them. Although they had grown a bit during their trip to the mortal realm, it wasn't much.

From now on, these two guys should just stick to watching the stove.

He didn't ask anything more of them.

The two boys looked at each other, but they didn't object to the matter at all.

After this incident, they had a certain impression of the lower realm: it was dangerous.

It almost happened there. The pressure was too great for the two children, so they should stay in heaven from now on.

With Laozi by their side, they didn't need to worry about any danger.

What danger could be found in the Thirty-Three Heavens?

Lao Jun glanced at the two of them, but didn't say anything more.

This attempt failed, but Laozi's anger had not subsided.

He decided to enhance the strength of the pilgrims, but because of the relationship between these two, he didn't plan to lend them any magical artifacts for the time being.

Thinking about it this way, he found this inner demon even more interesting.

Although it was a seemingly insignificant move, things always take unexpected turns, don't they?

"However, that old bastard from Mount Futu will probably tell my inner demon about my mission."

Thinking of this, Laozi turned his gaze to the east.

On Mount Futu, a colorful phoenix dwells.

As Sun Qiong stepped forward, the colorful phoenix on the paulownia tree raised its head and looked down at her.

A blue kite fell from the tree and landed in front of Sun Qiong.

"Fellow practitioners, is Zen Master Wuchao at home?"

Sun Qiong bowed to the flock of black cranes and golden pheasants.

The blue kite flapped its wings, opened its beak, and spoke in human language.

"Fellow Daoist, the Zen Master is at home, but he once said that if Sun Qiong comes, he will not allow anyone to see him unless they are a Golden Immortal."

Sun Qiong was taken aback, a bitter smile appearing on her face:

"Fellow Daoist is joking. How can one so easily advance to the Golden Immortal realm? I have searched for a way, but I have no clue what to do."

The Golden Immortal realm is not considered difficult for the gods in heaven.

All it takes is a large amount of elixirs, peaches of immortality, imperial wine, and time.

Just like the two attendants beside Laozi.

As long as one survives one or two tribulations under Laozi's protection, entering the Golden Immortal realm is not difficult.

But Sun Qiong didn't have time.

Let alone the time it takes to complete the quest, it's uncertain whether we can even survive the journey to the West now.

He offended the Peacock King, which is equivalent to offending the Buddhist sect in the Western Paradise.

It's estimated that it won't be long before the Peacock King makes his move against him.

"Fellow Daoist, although we cannot meet the Zen Master, he said that if Sun Qiong comes and asks about the Golden Immortal realm, we might as well give him some pointers."

After Qingyuan finished speaking, she looked intently at Sun Qiong.

Actually, she was also very surprised.

The last time I saw Sun Qiong, he was just an ordinary little fairy.

She could take on a whole bunch of guys of that caliber with one hand.

But how long has it been since I last met Sun Qiong?

Based on her sense of time, it probably only took her a nap?

Sun Qiong has now reached the True Immortal realm and is even seeking the opportunity to become a Golden Immortal!

She cultivated for ten thousand years, reaching the realm of a true immortal, and still thought herself exceptionally talented.

Now it seems that the monster in front of us is the real genius.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak."

Although Sun Qiong found it strange that Qingyuan kept staring at him, he was more concerned about what Zen Master Wuchao had said.

Qingyuan withdrew her gaze and said softly:

"As the old Zen master said, you need to come with me to a place."

With that, Qingyuan spread her wings, and her beautiful blue feathers shone like jewels in the sunlight as she moved.

This is what Qingyuan is most proud of.

With a flick of its wings, the blue kite's body transformed into a beautiful blue light, like a blue jewel in a jar, extremely beautiful.

"What an elegant girl."

Several black cranes and golden pheasants around them stared at Qingyuan with fascination.

Sun Qiong raised her eyebrows.

He sensed that this girl was quite interesting; flying so fast was clearly a test of Sun Qiong's strength.

It seems that Qing Yuan is somewhat unconvinced by Sun Qiong's rapid advancement.

Sun Qiong, who could only reach this conclusion, didn't care.

This girl is indeed faster than flying through the clouds. Without something like the Somersault Cloud, you might not be able to catch up.

After all, birds like the blue kite are naturally fast fliers.

A golden light flashed beneath Sun Qiong's feet, and he unleashed a burst of golden light from the ground.

This move, unlike the Five Elements Escape Technique, is not suitable for maneuvering and dodging over short distances.

However, the vertical golden light is more suitable for long-distance pursuit.

Qingyuan turned around and looked at Sun Qiong.

Although she didn't fly, Sun Qiong's speed was by no means slow; in just a few breaths, she had already caught up with Qing Yuan.

This time, Qingyuan stopped speeding up and instead observed Sun Qiong with great interest.

But at that moment, he didn't notice.

On this Mount Futu, a phoenix raised its head and stared coldly at Sun Qiong.

"They came after all."

The phoenix turned its gaze to the western sky and took flight without hesitation.

Next, he was to report what had happened to the Peacock King.

Before long, they arrived at Mount Ling in the Western Paradise.

The Peacock King had her own palace. She sat cross-legged on a chair, her face extremely pale.

Ever since the day before, when Sun Qiong killed the Golden-Winged Roc in front of her, and she was frightened away by Laozi and ran away, the Peacock King's anger has been growing day by day.

But during this time, Sun Qiong seemed to have vanished; there was nowhere in the world to find him.

This infuriated the Peacock King.

Not to mention, when she angrily went to Buddha and demanded that he avenge her uncle, Buddha actually smiled and said...

"This calamity was destined to befall the Great Roc."

The Peacock King almost cursed someone on the spot.

What does it mean to be destined for this calamity? Isn't it just a trick to fool those below you?

If Buddha says this again, it is clearly because he is dissatisfied with her and is taking revenge on the Golden-Winged Roc.

Now that the Golden-Winged Roc is dead, he has no intention of seeking revenge at all, and doesn't even show the slightest sign of sadness.

Even just in the main hall of a Buddhist temple, he casually announced to the crowd:

"The Golden-Winged Roc, who committed numerous evils, has been brought to justice."

Upon hearing this, the Peacock King felt as if he had been hit on the head with a club, and almost fell to the ground.

Under normal circumstances, if the Peacock King sensed the Buddha's resolute will, he would stop causing trouble.

But this time it's different; the Golden-Winged Roc is one of the Peacock King's men.

Moreover, it was an extremely important force in the hands of the Peacock King.

Such a golden-winged roc was killed for no reason, and after being killed, it had no choice but to seek revenge.

Who could stand this?

Peacock King is, after all, the elder sister of the Golden-Winged Roc, so no matter what her reason, she can do this.

"In the name of the Buddha Mother, let the entire Buddhist community hunt that monkey."

Then the Peacock King realized that she still didn't know what that monkey was.

Fortunately, someone around me knew.

"Buddha Mother, that monkey is none other than the Six-Eared Macaque, one of the Four Chaotic Monkeys that Buddha spoke of."

"A six-eared macaque? What's that?"

The Peacock King was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on.

I've heard of stones turning into monkeys and pigs turning into demons, but I've never heard of a Six-Eared Macaque.

She had lived for so long and had never heard of this name.

"Whatever he is, send men down to hunt him down!"

The Peacock King gritted his teeth.

This matter absolutely cannot end here. Only by killing Sun Qiong and reducing him to ashes can the Peacock King quell his anger.

"Buddha Mother, we have found the Six-Eared Macaque."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside.

The Peacock King rose from his couch, pointed outside, and asked:

"What's going on? Has someone found the Six-Eared Macaque?"

Soon, several Vajra Arhats arrived before the crowd, accompanied by a phoenix.

The Peacock King looked at the phoenix, grabbed it, and asked:

"Tell me, did you find the Six-Eared Macaque?"

Feng nodded repeatedly.

He pointed east and said:

"I saw that six-eared macaque at the Wuchao Zen Master's place on Mount Futu."

"How did he get there?"

The Peacock King frowned, his expression not looking good.

Although she wasn't entirely clear about the identity of Zen Master Wuchao, he seemed to be a free spirit, but in reality, he was connected to various forces.

"Don't worry about it, that one won't openly oppose us."

After thinking it over, the Peacock King decided to take action.

Zen Master Wuchao, having distanced himself from the world, naturally wouldn't have any dealings with the Peacock King.

"Besides, that monkey has a grudge against us; we're getting revenge!"

Thinking this, the Peacock King mobilized all his men to chase after Sun Qiong.

"That Six-Eared Macaque is only at the Golden Immortal level. Send out all those below the Great Luo Golden Immortal and Taiyi Golden Immortal realms; they must kill him!"

At this moment, Sun Qiong followed Qing Yuan and flew out of Futu Mountain.

A blue light led the way at incredible speed, like a bolt of blue lightning streaking across the sky.

The kite flies with a relaxed and elegant posture, its long neck raised high as it flaps its wings.

Sun Qiong's feet shone with golden light as she followed behind at a leisurely pace, always maintaining a distance of several meters.

The girl probably understood that Sun Qiong was very fast, which would make her give up testing his strength.

Sun Qiong did not intend to bring these things up.

What he needs now is the path of Zen Master Wuchao; what this blue kite thinks of him is completely unimportant.

After flying for about half an hour, the scenery ahead began to change, and a continuous mountain range appeared before us.

The mountain range stretched as far as the eye could see, winding and twisting before disappearing into the distant clouds.

The blue kite landed on a mountain peak and transformed into human form.

Sun Qiong stood beside her, looking around.

The summit of this mountain is a very steep slope, so steep that even the most astute old ape would not choose to climb it.

The two of them stood there, looking down at the mountain below.

Below the mountain was a deep canyon, shrouded in thick fog, obscuring the view below.

"This is it."

Qingyuan nodded and pointed to the canyon below.

Sun Qiong glanced at it and didn't think there was anything special about this place.

Even with the ability to see through things, no abnormalities were found when scanning the area.

But since Zen Master Wuchao sent him to this place, there must be some purpose behind it.

The Zen master said, "You need to go down from here."

That's all there is.

Sun Qiong scratched his head, feeling that the Zen master's approach was quite strange.

However, he couldn't figure out why the Zen master would want to play a trick on him, so he obediently followed along.

"So, what exactly is down there?"

"I don't know." Qingyuan shook her head. "The Zen master only said that what's down there can help you find the path to becoming a Golden Immortal."

Sun Qiong nodded.

He couldn't figure out Zen Master Wuchao.

He's not entirely aligned with Buddhism, yet his Zen practices bear a strong Buddhist influence.

"I see."

Sun Qiong nodded and prepared to jump down.

Suddenly sensing something, I abruptly looked up and gazed into the distance to the west.

A large wave of golden light was rapidly approaching from the horizon.

The golden light moved extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, the golden dots turned into golden shadows.

At this distance, Sun Qiong could clearly see what these guys looked like.

They are Vajra and Arhat from Buddhism, as well as some bird-like figures with brightly colored feathers.

Sun Qiong's pupils contracted slightly.

The Buddhist monks finally arrived, though slower than he had anticipated.

He thought these guys would arrive when Sun Qiong killed Manjushri Bodhisattva.

As a result, it is only now that Buddhism has sent out such a person.

Those Vajra Arhats radiated intense Buddhist light, numbering at least twenty, with the three leading ones possessing the most dazzling radiance and the strongest aura.

A rough count reveals at least three experts at the Golden Immortal level.

Many of the remaining ones were at the True Immortal realm.

Sun Qiong's lips twitched slightly; the Peacock King had really gone all out.

He was a True Immortal, yet they directly sent a Golden Immortal to take action.

It's a major leap forward. While it's not that we can't fight, it's obvious that it will be extremely troublesome and difficult.

Qingyuan's pretty face was pale. Although she had cultivated for ten thousand years, she was only at the early stage of True Immortal. Facing more than thirty Buddhist masters, she was not even enough to fill their teeth.

She happened to know a little about Sun Qiong's story.

"Miss Qingyuan," Sun Qiong said calmly without turning around, "you go first."

But she didn't move; instead, she gritted her teeth fiercely.

"The Zen master asked me to bring you here; I can't leave you alone."

Sun Qiong frowned, and finally turned her head to look at Qing Yuan.

The girl's eyes were firm, but her hands were trembling slightly; she could only be stubborn.

He sighed inwardly, "Fine, then stay away from me."

Qingyuan paused for a moment, then quickly left Sun Qiong's side and stood more than ten feet away.

The thirty-odd Buddhist masters stopped a hundred feet away from the mountain peak, spreading out in a fan shape to surround the entire peak.

The three Golden Immortals who were in charge.

One is a golden-bodied Arhat, whose Dharma name is "Reaching-Hand Arhat".

One is a Dharma protector Vajra, whose Dharma name is "Banana Arhat".

The third one is dressed in monk's robes, holding a white jade ruyi, and his Dharma name is "Changmei".

The Arhat with outstretched hands stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and spoke in a voice as loud as a bell:

"Sun Qiong, you killed the Golden-Winged Roc, violating a major Buddhist precept. The Buddha Mother has ordered you to be brought back to Mount Ling for trial. If you resist, you will be beaten to death on the spot!"

This Arhat spoke freely, even resorting to Buddhist supernatural powers, attempting to intimidate others with his power.

Sun Qiong picked at her ear, looking completely unconcerned.

"What do your Buddhist precepts have to do with me, Old Sun? I'm not a Buddhist."

The Banana Tree Arhat's face was filled with anger, and his mouth was full of ferocity:

"Hey! Although you are not a Buddhist disciple, the Golden-Winged Roc is a protector of Buddhism. Killing him is to be an enemy of Buddhism."

"Dharma protector?"

Sun Qiong laughed heartily.

"When that Golden-Winged Roc devoured everyone in the Lion Camel Kingdom, you didn't call him a protector of Buddhism. When he killed Bodhisattvas, you didn't capture him. Now that I've rid your Buddhist sect of a great scourge, you should thank me!"

The Arhat with outstretched hands snorted coldly, his voice like muffled thunder:

"Stop making excuses. The actions of the Golden-Winged Garuda are for the Buddhist sect to handle. You, an outsider, have no right to kill him!"

Sun Qiong was naturally not intimidated by the Arhat's few words.

He pointed at the three men, his face arrogant:

"You didn't care when he was eating people, you didn't dare to come when I killed him, but now you're jumping out. Your Buddhist principles are truly interesting."

The long-browed Arhat, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke, his voice icy:

"Why bother saying more to him? The Buddha Mother's command cannot be disobeyed."

Having said that, he raised the white jade ruyi in his hand and gently waved it.

More than thirty Buddhist masters behind him moved at once, wielding all sorts of weapons, including iron rods and spears, and all of them attacked Sun Qiong.

A cold glint flashed in Sun Qiong's eyes. He reached into his ear, took out the Iron Pole Weapon of Will, and held it horizontally in front of him.

"Qingyuan, go down!"

Seeing Sun Qiong's serious expression, Qingyuan did not hesitate and leaped off the mountain.

Sun Qiong had no intention of wasting her energy in such a place, and immediately followed behind.

The two fell one after the other into the mist in the canyon.

Arhat with outstretched hand frowned, waved his hand, and a golden palm print descended from the sky, striking towards Sun Qiong.

Sun Qiong turned in mid-air, and the Iron Pole Soldiers met the palm print with their own.

boom!

A burst of golden light erupted, and a surge of air rolled forth.

Sun Qiong's body was jolted and fell faster, her hands and feet going numb.

Even with the stone monkey's body, facing a direct attack from a golden immortal, his blood surged and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

However, he used the force of the blow to plunge into the fog even faster.

The fog was thick, but not so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Compared to the fog in the Blue Hole, this place is nothing.

Furthermore, Sun Qiong also possessed divine sense, and easily located Qing Yuan's position, reaching out to grab her wrist.

"Miss Qingyuan, I'm here."

Qingyuan's body stiffened, but she did not struggle.

At the same time, the sound of wind breaking came from behind, and the Buddhist masters also chased after them.

Sun Qiong accelerated his descent. He didn't know what lay below, but since Zen Master Wuchao had said this place could help him find the path to becoming a Golden Immortal, it was at least not a dead end.

The descent lasted for about a dozen breaths.

As Sun Qiong changed direction with the flapping of the kite's wings, he saw clearly that he was standing on a gray, misty ground.

At this moment, they passed through the fog and arrived in a completely new world.

The ground was covered with vast ruins, broken walls, and overgrown weeds.

In the distance stands a massive building, shaped like a ruin, but most of it has collapsed, leaving only a few huge stone pillars standing.

When Sun Qiong landed, she felt the ground beneath her feet tremble slightly.

The tremor didn't come from his landing; it was more like the vibration of the air.

Qingyuan also sensed it, and unlike Sun Qiong, her feelings were much clearer in this place.

Something's not right here.

Sun Qiong did not answer, but turned to look at the mist above her head.

Above the mist, the aura of those Buddhist masters still lingered.

They too were plummeting downwards at breakneck speed.

Before long, they will arrive in front of the two.

"Let's go."

With these guys chasing after her, Sun Qiong didn't feel safe in this place.

However, the fog in this place allowed the two to conceal their bodies.

Sun Qiong took a deep breath and pulled Qing Yuan into the temple ruins.

Behind them came the sound of Buddhist monks landing, their heavy footsteps echoing through the ruins, these guys were like evil ghosts reaping souls.

The auras of more than thirty people mingled together, surging in from all directions.

There's still fog here, but it's probably only effective against those below the Golden Immortal level. Buddhist masters at the Golden Immortal level have all sorts of magical treasures, so finding someone wouldn't be difficult for them.

Sun Qiong didn't turn around, and her pace quickened.

Sun Qiong had no idea what kind of place this was.

But since it's related to advancing to the Golden Immortal realm, it's definitely not going to be simple.

Especially since he was a naturally born stone monkey like Sun Wukong, it's just a pity he didn't receive the monkey's unique good fortune.

He could feel a golden light coming from behind him.

Looking to the side, he saw a golden palm descending from the sky, about to smash him to pieces.

Sun Qiong acted decisively and without hesitation borrowed a breath of wind from the Xun direction.

With the Wind Control Technique at his disposal, Sun Qiong was not concerned about such attacks.

With a gentle gust of wind, the gale propelled the two men directly toward the ruins.

It didn't take much effort for the two of them to enter the ruins.

The two walked through the ruins, the rubble crunching under their feet.

The ruins were much larger than they had imagined, and the network of passages led them to the end of the mountain after they had been walking for almost the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

The surrounding buildings have changed from collapsed halls to dilapidated small buildings.

It also reveals a large number of stone statues that are seven or eight feet tall.

At first glance, these stone statues all look like angry Vajras.

They are in various poses, some standing, some sitting, and some with their hands clasped together.

Many of them even held weapons, as if they were fighting with someone.

When Sun Qiong passed by these stone statues, she felt an indescribable strangeness.

Although the stone statues didn't look at him, Sun Qiong always had the feeling that they were staring at him.

"These stone statues feel like they're alive."

Qingyuan's voice trembled slightly.

She couldn't describe her feelings either; they were just very strange.

She didn't understand why she felt that the thing was alive.

Sun Qiong even used her divine sense to scan the stone statues, but the conclusion she reached was that these stone statues were all dead.

If it's dead, how come it feels like it's alive?

Sun Qiong couldn't understand it either.

But now is not the time to waste time here.

As he moved forward, Sun Qiong noticed that the place seemed to have changed.

The stone statues are no longer just Vajra Arhats, but also include Taoist priests and other ordinary people.

Unlike the monks and Taoist priests on the battlefield, the faces of these ordinary people were filled with fear.

"What's going on?"

Sun Qiong couldn't understand it.

But he always felt that there was something wrong with this place.

What exactly was fighting the Taoist priest and the Buddhist monk? There's still no trace of it.

Sun Qiong originally wanted to stop and observe carefully, but those Vajra Arhats were still chasing after her, and stopping here would only cause trouble for herself.

"Over here."

Qingyuan suddenly spoke, her voice urgent, "I sense something in that direction."

Without hesitation, Sun Qiong immediately turned in the direction Qing Yuan was pointing.

The two quickened their pace and soon rushed into the depths of the ruins.

"Where do you think you're going!"

The Arhat with outstretched hands was the fastest; he stepped on the broken stones and rushed to their side in the blink of an eye.

Sun Qiong's face turned cold. She pushed Qingyuan behind her and slammed the iron rod in her hand down heavily on the Arhat with outstretched hands.

With a flick of his wrist, Luohan unleashed a golden palm print from behind, slamming towards Sun Qiong.

The two attacks collided, and Sun Qiong felt a powerful force coming from the iron rod, which heavily pressed him away.

However, the Arhat on the other side was not having an easy time either.

He withdrew his hand in surprise, only to find that his palm was a bloody mess.

"What an amazing Six-Eared Macaque!"

Since becoming a Golden Immortal, the Arhat with outstretched hands has never encountered a demon who could fight him head-on like this.

With a roar, the Arhat with outstretched hands clasped together again, uttered "Amitabha," and immediately extended his right hand to strike Sun Qiong once more.

Sun Qiong suppressed his surging blood and qi, held the iron rod flat with both hands, and stomped one foot on the ground, leaving a footprint. In this way, Sun Qiong struck the Arhat with outstretched hands step by step.

This time, Sun Qiong used her supernatural powers to move mountains and overturn seas.

Seeing his arrogance, the Arhat with the Golden Immortal realm immediately used even more force to smash towards Sun Qiong.

Boom!

This time, the impact of the iron bar against the palm was even more ear-piercing than before.

Even Qingyuan, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but cover her ears.

But in a single glance, the Arhat's expression changed.

The terrifying power emanating from that iron rod was like punching a vast ocean.

The Arhat with outstretched hands let out a strange cry and flew backward at an even faster speed than when he came, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a large number of rubble.

"Arhat with outstretched hand, what's wrong?"

The other two Arhats then arrived and, seeing the disheveled state of the Arhat who reached out, almost laughed.

Seeing the two of them trying to suppress their laughter, the old man with outstretched hands blushed and quickly stood up:

"Long-browed Arhat, something's wrong. Please lend a hand."

Long-browed man nodded, looking at Sun Qiong in the ruins.

Although he smiled and reached out to the Arhat, he also knew what kind of strength this kid possessed.

The fact that he was able to be beaten out shows that this Six-Eared Macaque is no ordinary person.

The long-browed Arhat frowned, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Sun Qiong and Qing Yuan.

Qingyuan had only just stepped into the realm of True Immortal, and Sun Qiong was also just a True Immortal.

With such strength, how could he knock down the Arhat with outstretched hands and remain unharmed?

A strange sense of crisis arose in his heart, but he could not disobey the Buddha Mother's command.

Furthermore, with three Golden Immortals, a dozen True Immortals, and dozens of Mystic Immortals, how could they possibly fail?

"Get ready to act."

"The long-browed Arhat said through gritted teeth."

"Let's all three of us go together and take down the Six-Eared Macaque first."

The three Golden Immortals exchanged a glance and attacked simultaneously.

Three golden rays of light burst forth from their bodies, and as they left their bodies, they merged together like three orbs of light.

It transformed into a golden dragon at a speed visible to the naked eye and pounced towards Sun Qiong.

The golden dragon was extremely fast, arriving in front of Sun Qiong almost the instant it appeared.

It bared its fangs and claws, rushing straight at Sun Qiong's face with a fierce wind.

But Sun Qiong was faster. He knew that these Golden Immortals were coming to kill him, so he had no intention of holding back.

Seeing the three people transformed into golden dragons rushing towards him, he struck out with a palm without hesitation.

When the three saw that he used his palm instead of his iron rod, they were slightly puzzled for a moment, but then became even more delighted.

These Buddhist Arhats primarily possess strength in their hands.

If Sun Qiong insists on using weapons, they might have to pay a greater price. But if it's just a clash of fists, they have countless ways to pin Sun Qiong to the ground.

Sun Qiong naturally knew that engaging in close combat with these Arhats was a foolish thing to do, so from the very beginning, the palm strike he unleashed was a palm thunderbolt.

Boom!

The moment the lightning struck, the three Arhats' expressions immediately turned grim.

It's impossible to back out now.

The golden dragon collided with the palm lightning less than ten feet away from Sun Qiong.

The next instant, a violent explosion occurred, and a terrifying blast wave instantly engulfed the entire ruins.

This time, Sun Qiong used all her strength in her palm lightning attack, making it the ultimate palm lightning attack.

His spiritual power has improved significantly after experiencing the treasure pearl and the blue hole. In fact, his spiritual power alone has surpassed the amount that a Golden Immortal should have.

Meanwhile, the golden dragons used by the three Arhats on the other side were also imbued with the spiritual power of the Golden Immortals.

The two massive spiritual energies collided and converged into a fist-sized void, which resembled a deep-sea whirlpool, sucking everything around it in.

Not only the palm lightning, but even the golden dragon began to dissipate, turning into golden specks of light and disappearing into the air.

Everyone's expression changed immediately.

The three Golden Immortals simultaneously groaned, their faces turning pale.

Their spiritual connection with the golden dragon was severed, and forcibly so.

Unlike Sun Qiong's palm lightning that could be released from the hand, that golden dragon was a combination of their techniques and was connected to them.

Therefore, this sudden severing of ties immediately brought them backlash.

"what!"

All three of them coughed up a mouthful of blood simultaneously.

The three Arhats' faces turned ashen as they sensed a powerful force surging from the black hole, enveloping all thirty of them.

The powerful suction was actually pulling them over.

"What is this?"

Not only the three Arhats, but also Sun Qiong and Qing Yuan felt this suction force.

Sun Qiong felt the same way she did when she faced the Blue Hole.

But this black hole is even more insane than the blue hole.

It is spreading in all directions.

"Hurry up!"

Sun Qiong grabbed Qingyuan.

Qingyuan was still in a daze and had no idea what was going on.

Pulled along by Sun Qiong, they rushed outside.

The three Arhats also quickly used their most proficient escape techniques, intending to flee.

However, of all the Buddhists who came here, only the three of them remained unabsorbed.

"No, we can't escape!"

The long-browed Arhat's expression changed drastically as he watched the black hole rapidly expanding behind him, swallowing everything around it.

The other two Arhats took a deep breath and nodded, saying:

"Arhat Formation!"

Although it takes eighteen Arhats to achieve the maximum power of the Arhat Formation, three Arhats can also form an effective team.

The golden light surrounding at least three people did indeed temporarily prevent the black hole from spreading.

Sun Qiong grabbed Qing Yuan and ran, completely ignoring the three people behind them.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

However, after only a few breaths, the three Arhats were panting heavily.

The barrier around his body crumbled inch by inch, leaving him with no power to resist.

The black hole covered the entire ruins in the blink of an eye.

"not good!"

Sun Qiong gritted her teeth, took out the gourd from her bosom, and shouted "Collect" to Qing Yuan.

Instantly, both of them were sucked into the gourd.

But this time was different from the last. Even after entering the blessed land, Sun Qiong could still feel the surrounding tremors.

If it weren't for the runes strengthening the gourd in Sun Qiong's hand, it probably wouldn't have been able to withstand such a change.

Fortunately, I managed to get through it in the end.

Once the entire blessed land had finally calmed down, Sun Qiong turned to Qing Yuan, who was standing to the side looking completely bewildered, and said:

"So, are you going to stay here or not?"

Not knowing what the situation was like outside, Sun Qiong still felt it was better for Qingyuan to stay here.

At least this blessed land is absolutely safe.

"No, I'll go out with you too."

Qingyuan took a deep breath, her face becoming solemn.

Sun Qiong gave her a deep look and nodded.

With a shout of "Go!", the world in their eyes transformed from a blessed land into a dazzling sky.

"here it is?"

Before Sun Qiong could even see her surroundings clearly, an explosion came from not far away.

Looking up, they saw the three Arhats screaming as they were smashed into mincemeat by a giant claw.

"What is it?"

Sun Qiong was genuinely startled this time.

Those three Arhats were all at the Golden Immortal level, and the three of them together could even contend with a mid-stage Golden Immortal.

And here, it was slapped into a meat pie?

He didn't even see what the owner of the giant claw looked like; he only saw a claw covered in black scales reaching out from the void.

Just as Sun Qiong realized what was happening, the three Arhats exploded into three clouds of blood mist.

Blood mist drifted in the air, and suddenly a huge mouth emerged from the sky.

With a gentle suck, the blood mist transformed into a stream of water and entered the mouth.

Sun Qiong felt a chill run down her spine.

These three Arhats were devoured in an instant!

Taiyi Golden Immortal, or even above that!

"Hurry up!"

Sun Qiong dared not stay in this place any longer.

What kind of place is this? How could there be such a monster?

Not only did Sun Qiong notice the monster that suddenly killed the three Arhats, but he also noticed that this place was completely different from what he knew.

There are a lot of demons here.

At least in Sun Qiong's view, it is almost everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground.

But similarly, some people flew in the sky and fought against these demons.

Thunder roared across the heavens and earth, and the entire world was engulfed by terrifying explosions and roars.

The tremor of spiritual energy made Sun Qiong feel extremely uncomfortable, as if someone was constantly pounding a hammer on her heart.

"That's... a dragon!"

Perhaps it was a bloodline connection, but Qingyuan clearly had a better understanding of the monster that had just appeared.

Therefore, she easily sensed the thing coming from that monster using her soul.

Intense fear drained the color from Qingyuan's face.

She could barely stand; if Sun Qiong hadn't reached out to support her, she probably would have collapsed on the spot like a noodle.

Upon hearing this, Sun Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

My first thought was that it was impossible.

In this Journey to the West world, dragons are not considered particularly powerful creatures.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, their cultivation techniques were all controlled, and their resources were completely taken away. The Golden Immortal realm was already the limit for the Dragon Kings, and it was impossible for them to advance any further.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for a dragon at the Golden Immortal level to be killed with a single slap in this world.

Even if they did exist, they would be crushed to death by the gods in the heavens the moment they appeared, or taken as mounts.

Now that it has appeared and is indiscriminately killing cultivators, then unless Qingyuan is mistaken.

Otherwise, this dragon might not be one of the creatures Sun Qiong was thinking of.

Instead...

"Could this be the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity?"