I started out transmigrating and becoming a god, but the system insisted it was Journey to the West!

"Sir, may I ask your name?" Niu Da asked Fang Yuan.

"You are a gibbon, you can call me Fang Yuan!" Fang Yuan said to Niu Da.

"A gibbon with long arms?" the Golden-Winged Roc asked in disbelief.

How could that be? He remembered that the gibbon didn't look like that.

Niu Da and Niu Er, however, did not doubt it; instead, they immediately understood.

No wonder it has such talent; it turns out it is the Long-Armed Ape, one of the Four Great Monkeys.

His talent is enough to be on par with Sun Wukong.

These days, because Su Yichen has spread the faith and deepened the extent of his portrayal of Sun Wukong's divine persona, he has already spread some of Sun Wukong's stories far and wide.

So it's not surprising that they knew.

Of course, the Fangyuan could not possibly be a true Tongbei ape.

He was merely trying to create a false impression for himself so that the monster could see hope.

Let them know that their leader may one day reach or even surpass the level of Sun Wukong.

Only in this way can we get them to work for us.

Submitting to the strong is the instinct of the demon race!

Looking at the tens of thousands of demons below shouting for him, Fang Yuan transformed back into the black-robed youth.

A gentle breeze ruffled his black hair, bringing a mysterious smile to the corner of his mouth.

Then they walked directly to the back.

This path of cultivation is too arduous; he has no interest in getting stronger along with these monsters.

It would be better to let these monsters help me become stronger.

Since those extraterrestrial demons are going to attack the demon race, if I don't intervene...

It is difficult for the demon race to form a unified force to resist.

However, if I become the leader of the alliance, these monsters will unite and launch a full-scale counterattack.

When the entire Northern Continent is stained with blood, his Myriad Soul Banner will be upgraded once again.

Because the Myriad Souls Banner is his natal magic weapon, the number of souls absorbed by the Myriad Souls Banner increases.

His cultivation level will definitely increase dramatically.

If he could sacrifice all the demons in the entire Northern Continent, he would definitely be able to break through to the Nascent Soul realm directly.

This speed is significantly faster than that of so-called "chosen ones".

Even figures like the Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei and Sun Wukong did not have such a cultivation speed.

He felt that perhaps only Daojun and the like could compare to him.

But for some reason, he always felt that if he attacked that Dao Lord, he would definitely die.

And whenever he had this thought, he always felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

His premonition of death was his intuition.

"Never mind," Fang Yuan shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about it.

Let's reach the Nascent Soul stage first.

By then, lifespans will be long, and there will be no need to worry about lifespan for the time being.

If we can then absorb the souls of Sun Wukong and Zhang Zhiwei into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner...

His strength on this Origin Continent is definitely among the top five!

In this lifetime, he will surely achieve immortality.

......

Inside Chang'an City, at the Imperial Preceptor's Residence.

Su Yichen's lips twitched slightly as he looked at Su Xiaotu, who had come to report the information.

"Did your clan leader send this to you?" Su Yichen asked him.

"It was the clan leader who sent me to deliver this!" Su Xiaotu said to Su Yichen while kneeling.

Su Yichen scanned the envelope with his divine sense and instantly saw all the contents.

"This is really interesting!" Su Yichen read through the letter, which recorded all of Fang Yuan's actions.

This ape wants to sacrifice the entire Northern Continent to become a Nascent Soul cultivator!

As expected, they're as ruthless as ever!

It's the Fang Yuan from my memory.

However, Fang Yuan's plan was destined to fail, and he absolutely could not tolerate the emergence of a demon on the continent who could threaten everyone.

Of course, Su Yichen will not stop the other party for the time being.

Then Su Yichen looked down at the Wanhun Banner at his waist, which was filled with increasingly thick black energy.

Although his Ten Thousand Soul Banners did not absorb any new souls, the ghostly energy within them grew increasingly intense.

This is because the Ten Thousand Souls Banner he gave Fang Yuan was a secondary banner of his Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The secondary banner is always under the control of the main banner.

Furthermore, the souls absorbed by the secondary banner can be transferred to the main banner at any time.

Therefore, all of Fang Yuan's elaborate schemes were just a stepping stone for him.

These cultivations will eventually benefit oneself.

As for the demon race, it's better if some of them die.

Perhaps due to the lack of laws governing the universe at that time, too many demons became sentient beings in the early stages.

There are millions of them, while the number of human cultivators who have embarked on cultivation is definitely no more than one hundred thousand.

The human race can only be said to be supported by the top combat forces of the Nine Elders.

The appearance of the major demon kings and Fang Yuan has now disrupted this balance.

Therefore, adjustments are necessary now.

"The land of our ancestors is reaped by their descendants, but those who reap it should not be too happy, for there are others to reap it after them," Su Yichen said with a touch of melancholy.

"Xiao Tu, you can go back now. Tell Xiao Xiao to handle it herself!" Su Yichen said calmly to Su Xiao Tu.

After saying "Yes, sir," Su Xiaotu disappeared from the spot.

Only Su Yichen remained, sitting quietly in the recliner, lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

Several days later, in the central part of Beiju Luzhou!

Nearly a million bloodthirsty demons have gathered here, each clad in armor and exuding a terrifying demonic aura!

The gathered demonic energy seemed poised to pierce the sky.

At the center of the demon race's camp, Fang Yuan, dressed in a black robe, sat solemnly on the dragon throne.

The other demon kings sat on tiger-head chairs, with Fang Yuan at the center.

At this moment, all the demon kings had solemn expressions, as if they were waiting for something.

Just then, sonic booms echoed through the sky.

When they looked again, a magnificent, palace-like spaceship appeared before them.

Inside the Tiangong spaceship, Hua Ye looked at the monsters on the ground with a mocking expression.

"Is this what they call a monster, something like a demon?" Hua Ye scoffed dismissively.

He had already recognized these monsters, despite their large size and frightening appearance.

However, in reality, very few people can possess more than one generation of super soldiers.

Besides, just standing there like that is just handing him a free kill, isn't it?

"Ruoning, give them a few nuclear weapons to whet their appetites first," Hua Ye said to Ruoning beside him.

Upon hearing his words, Ruoning did not hesitate and immediately ordered several pilots to release the nuclear bombs.

In an instant, a black, missile-like object shot directly into the horde of demons.

"This is... a nuclear bomb?" Fang Yuan asked, staring at the falling nuclear bomb.

He knew that there were two cultivation systems in this world: the technological gods and the gods in their traditional sense.

"Green Ox!" Fang Yuan said to Niu Da beside him.

Such a nuclear-level attack is not worthy of his intervention.

He also wanted to test the limits of Qingniu's magic weapon.

Of course, it doesn't matter if his magic weapon is destroyed.

This only shows that the Green Ox was destined for this fate.

"Yes!" Niu Da stood up and replied.

Although he was unwilling, it was impossible for him to disobey the other party's orders now.

"Red Serpent Gourd, inhale!"