The towering figures that appeared in the illusion have actually materialized, stepping out of the shattered void and descending into the real world!

Leading them was a handsome and dignified man dressed in a golden crow imperial robe, and a stunningly beautiful woman draped in a moonlit gown, exuding elegance and nobility.

It was none other than the former Demon Emperor Di Jun and the Heavenly Empress Xi He!

Their physical bodies seemed to have traversed time and space, truly arriving in the present era of the primordial world, but their eyes were tightly closed, and their bodies showed no signs of life or spiritual fluctuations, like perfect puppets.

Beside them were eleven other ancestral witches, including Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Qiang Liang, and She Bi Shi, all radiating overwhelming malevolent energy.

They stood silently in mid-air, their eyes closed, like statues that had lost their souls.

At that very moment, the weather in the heavens suddenly changed. Endless tribulation clouds gathered, and streaks of purple divine lightning crisscrossed the clouds, emanating a destructive aura that would make even a Great Luo Golden Immortal tremble.

Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!

A majestic, cold, and emotionless voice resounded throughout the entire primordial world.

"An anomaly, shall be punished!"

It is the Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

Before the words were finished, a bolt of purple lightning as thick as a mountain was about to strike down, intending to completely erase Di Jun, the eleven Ancestral Witches, and other anomalies that should not have appeared from the world!

Just as the divine lightning was about to strike, a figure soared into the sky from the Nine Netherworld Reincarnation. With a wave of her hand, the phantom of the Six Paths Reincarnation Disc appeared, easily blocking the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.

"Hongjun, how dare you!"

Having said that, Houtu stepped out of the underworld and into the endless chaos, directly blocking Hongjun's path and engaging him in a fierce battle deep within the chaos.

"Houtu! How dare you!"

Hongjun's furious voice came from the chaos.

At the same time, another domineering figure appeared in the sky above Buzhou Mountain, none other than Donghuang Taiyi!

He used the Chaos Bell borrowed from the gods to suppress time and space.

"Chaos Bell!"

Sun Wukong cried out in surprise.

Donghuang Taiyi didn't even glance at him, but directly activated the Chaos Bell and scooped up the cracked river of time and space!

"Om-"

The bell tolled, and the river of time and space surged with towering waves. In an instant, noble and domineering true spirits and primordial spirits appeared.

They were forcibly pulled out from the juncture of the Lich Age, traversed endless time and space, and injected into the bodies of Di Jun, Xi He, and the Eleven Ancestral Witches!

"boom!"

At that moment, terrifying auras soared into the sky!

Demon Emperor Di Jun, Heavenly Empress Xi He, the Eleven Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan...

Full recovery!

In the chaos, Hongjun, who witnessed this scene in the primordial world, angrily rebuked, "Houtu, your actions will surely cause great chaos in the primordial world!"

Houtu, however, did not care at all, and coldly replied, "The chaos in the prehistoric world is something I will bear all the consequences of. There is no need for you to worry about it, fellow Daoist!"

Inside Buzhou Mountain, Sun Wukong remained in a state of utter bewilderment from beginning to end.

What is all this?!

How come all the ancient masters have suddenly come back to life?

Just as his mind was in complete chaos, Donghuang Taiyi in mid-air finally cast a glance at him.

His gaze was indifferent and authoritative, as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.

With a casual wave of his hand, he brought the newly awakened and somewhat bewildered Di Jun and Xi He back to the Heavenly Court, leaving behind only a detached remark that echoed in the distance.

"The journey to the west is ordained by Heaven. You shall proceed as before and continue westward. There is no need to worry about it."

Before the words were finished, a familiar figure emerged from the void—it was Meng Po from the Underworld.

She nodded slightly to Sun Wukong and the others.

Then, taking with him the eleven Ancestral Witches who had also awakened, he stepped into the void and disappeared.

The whole process was so fast it was dazzling.

From the appearance of the illusion to the resurrection of the big shots, and then to their being taken away, it all took no more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Ao Lie, and even Dong Sanzang all stood frozen in place, their minds buzzing, as if they had just woken up from a bizarre dream.

After a long while, Pigsy finally spoke, trembling.

"Brother Monkey... was that... was that real?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, looking at the ancient battlefield that had returned to calm, leaving only a desolate landscape, and was also completely bewildered.

"I, Old Sun... don't know either."

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, the demon emperor said to let them continue their westward journey and not to worry about it.

Since this has nothing to do with him, why should he worry about it?

Sun Wukong shouldered his golden cudgel, turned to the still-dazed Dong Sanzang, and said, "Monk, stop standing there. Now that everything is alright, let's continue on our way."

"what?"

"it is good."

The monk then seemed to wake from a dream and nodded hurriedly.

Little White Dragon Ao Lie helped Dong Sanzang mount his horse.

Pigsy then sidled up to Monkey, his curiosity piqued, and asked, "Great Sage, do you think... those great gods we just saw were really rescued from the past?"

Sun Wukong pursed his lips and replied irritably.

"How would I, Old Sun, know?!"

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At this moment, Pigsy was speechless after being rebuked, and could only rub his big belly, not daring to ask any more questions.

That monkey still has such a fiery temper.

The four of them, along with their horse, composed themselves and embarked on their westward journey once again.

Since the strange event in the Heavenly Court that day, time has passed by, and several years have gone by unnoticed.

They traveled westward, passing through countless countries and overcoming numerous hardships.

Whether they are spirits lurking in the mountains and forests or demons who occupy cities and rule over them, they are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of Sun Wukong's cultivation, which has already reached the half-step Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian level. He can sweep them away with a single blow.

On this day, they arrived at a range of mountains that stretched endlessly.

This mountain range was completely different from anything they had seen before.

The mountain peaks are rugged and bizarre in shape, some resembling the gaping maws of ferocious beasts, others like the outstretched claws of demons. Black rocks are exposed, barren of vegetation, with only eerie dark green vines entwined around them.

The sky was filled with low-hanging leaden clouds, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

A faint, pungent smell of sulfur and decay filled the air, making one want to vomit.

"Great Sage, why does this place... make this humble monk uneasy?"

The monk sat on his horse, his brow furrowed.

Sun Wukong, carrying the golden cudgel, walked at the front, his expression now extremely solemn.

His eyes gleamed with golden light, piercing through illusions, only to find that the mountains before him were shrouded in a strange gray mist.

This fog was extremely peculiar; it could actually block his divine sense from probing, and even his Fiery Eyes of Truth could only see through it for a few miles. Beyond that, it was all chaos.

What alarmed him even more was that his primordial spirit, which was at the half-step Grand Luo Golden Immortal level, felt an unprecedented suppressive force here.

It was as if this world operated under a completely different set of laws, incompatible with the laws of the primordial world.

"Stop!"

Sun Wukong suddenly stopped and shouted, "This place is very strange. Even I, Old Sun, can't figure it out. Let's take a detour and leave this place quickly!"

Upon hearing this, both Pigsy and Ao Lie felt a chill run down their spines.

This was the first time they had ever seen Sun Wukong with such a solemn expression, despite having followed him for so long.

Even the Monkey King, a half-step Grand Luo Golden Immortal, said he should leave quickly, so the dangers here are probably beyond their imagination.

"Okay, Brother Monkey, I, Old Pig, will listen to you," Pigsy replied quickly.

But just as they were about to turn their horses around and go around the mountain.

Auspicious clouds drifted in from the distant horizon and slowly landed in front of them.

As the clouds dispersed, a kind-faced old man with white hair appeared, holding a whisk in his hand; it was none other than Venus.

"Oh? The Archangel?"

When Sun Wukong saw the person who had arrived, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly went to greet him, "Why don't you stay in Heaven? What brings you down to the mortal realm?"

Since Haotian Yaochi retired and the Heavenly Court was taken over by the demon emperor Donghuang Taiyi, Taibai Jinxing joined Donghuang Taiyi's ranks and continued to serve the Heavenly Court.

Taibai Jinxing bowed slightly and then said, "Great Sage, I have come here for you and your disciples."

He pointed to the eerie mountains ahead and said solemnly, "Great Sage, do you know that this mountain is called Demon Mountain, and the eight demons who live there call themselves the Eight Great Demons?"

"The Eight Great Demons?"

Sun Wukong frowned; he had never heard of these names before.

"These demons have mysterious origins and are not native creatures of the primordial world; their origins are unknown to anyone."

Taibai Jinxing slowly explained, "But their strength is truly terrifying. The eight demons are almost all at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. With the Great Sage's current strength, it will probably be... difficult for him to pass through this place safely!"

"joke!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's arrogance surged, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"I, Old Sun, am now a half-step Grand Luo Golden Immortal. These mere eight Grand Luo peak demons can be killed one by one with my staff, ridding the people of this scourge!"

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