Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

Just now, he was attacked by a combination of forces including Buddhism, Taoism, and the Feathered Serpent God, and even had one of his arms torn off.

At this moment, he was in a state of intense anger, yet helpless.

After all, although the progenitor of werewolves was tyrannical, cruel, and arrogant, after being defeated, he realized that if he insisted on making enemies of everyone, he would probably die a terrible death.

At this moment, Mutu was still cursing Sun Wukong, but he had already flown away for several kilometers.

He cursed and he was furious, but that didn't stop him from running away.

He couldn't even handle a group of six-star beings, let alone Sun Wukong, a demon god above six-star level. What about his head?

However, when the werewolf progenitor fled at top speed, he discovered that while he was cursing Sun Wukong, everyone else had already gotten a step ahead of him and escaped much further.

Chapter 188 The Strongest! Completely Devastating

"A bunch of bastards!"

Upon seeing this, the progenitor of werewolves immediately cursed angrily.

Clearly, no one was a fool. These powerful figures from all over the world used the werewolf progenitor as a target to attract Sun Wukong's attention.

In fact, they succeeded.

It wasn't due to the werewolf progenitor's angry curses and provocations, but rather because, as the being closest to Sun Wukong, the werewolf progenitor successfully attracted Sun Wukong's hatred.

At this moment, Sun Wukong had completely turned his attention to the location of the werewolf progenitor.

Then, he revealed an extremely cruel smile.

In the next instant, the short monkey had vanished from its spot, and when it reappeared, it was already throwing a punch at the head of the werewolf progenitor.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"You think you can kill me? You're nothing but an ancient god or demon!"

Seeing the fist that was about to arrive in front of him in an instant, the werewolf progenitor immediately felt a deadly crisis.

An indescribable sense of fear welled up inside him, reminding the werewolf progenitor of the times when he was still weak and faced the hunt of witchers.

He roared and howled, his sharp claws imbued with terrifying dark magic, as he viciously tore at Sun Wukong's fist.

It was as if this could dispel the fear in my heart.

Roar!

A sharp wolf howl echoed, and a huge shadow emerged from behind the werewolf progenitor.

Like a giant wolf roaring to the sky, it blotted out the heavens and stopped the strange changes in the world.

The giant wolf also extended a claw, in sync with the werewolf ancestor's claw, intending to kill Sun Wukong on the spot with a single blow.

"The progenitor of werewolves, truly deserving of the title."

This guy might be able to block that ordinary, unremarkable attack from that monkey-god-demon.

Beside the Pope, an archbishop in a red robe stared in shock at the giant wolf that blotted out the sun.

Compared to Sun Wukong's seemingly ordinary punches, the changes caused by the werewolf progenitor were naturally more thrilling.

No, you don't understand.

What are the ancient gods and demons?

They are beings from a completely different dimension than us.

This time, perhaps only by combining the strength of all of us powerful individuals will we have a chance of victory.

The Pope spoke in a somber tone, appearing quite pessimistic.

It seems that this old man, who controls the faith of hundreds of millions of people, has truly witnessed the power of ancient gods and demons.

"Die!"

With a savage and ferocious expression on his face, the sharpest fingertip of the werewolf ancestor's claw, gleaming with an astonishingly cold light like an iron nail, slammed into Sun Wukong's fist.

It seems that victory is already assured at this moment.

How could a claw powerful enough to tear mountains and split seas not penetrate a mere fist made of flesh and blood?

However, before the werewolf progenitor's initial fear could change, his ferocity had already transformed into endless agonizing howls.

Before everyone's horrified eyes, that tiny monkey fist had shattered the werewolf progenitor's incredibly sharp fingertip, destroyed his incomparably tough finger, and then pierced through his hardened wolf claw.

In the end, they smashed the head of the werewolf progenitor to pieces.

At this moment, before the werewolf progenitor's head disappeared, his face still bore a terrified and ferocious expression.

boom!

The headless, enormous corpse crashed to the ground, leaving a huge crater.

His body was still twitching, as if he hadn't completely died.

The giant wolf in the sky also collapsed and vanished.

At this moment, everyone was terrified of Sun Wukong's power.

Few people noticed that beneath the earth, where the werewolf progenitor's corpse lay, a sharp tree root had pierced deep into his incredibly hard body, running along his headless neck.

Just a few breaths later, a system notification sounded from Yue regarding the killing of the wild monster, officially announcing the death of the werewolf progenitor.

"That's it, I want the monsters, and I want the boss too."

Even the corpses of wild monsters, and their extraordinary power—I want them all.

As the fruits of the divine tree grew stronger and more mature, a sense of satisfaction welled up in Yue's heart.

The corpse of the werewolf progenitor was naturally put to good use; it was absorbed and consumed by the divine tree, becoming nutrients for the growth of the divine tree's fruit.

"Gentlemen, what are you still hesitating for?!"

"You should be able to see that this monkey's state is not rational."

"If we continue to wait, this god-demon will kill us all!"

Seeing the increasingly brutal and sinister aura emanating from Sun Wukong after killing the progenitor of werewolves, the Pope couldn't help but shout loudly.

At that moment, as if to confirm the Pope's words, Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in front of the guy closest to him and then punched him so hard that most of his body was blown apart.

After a few more flashes, several more people were killed.

These guys were different from the werewolf progenitor, who had a tenacious vitality; they were actually killed by Sun Wukong with a single punch.

Such a loss caused Yue great distress.

"You can't kill me!"

monkey!"

The Black Mountain Demon let out a chilling scream. He crossed his arms, but Sun Wukong broke both of his arms with a single punch, then pierced his chest.

"pope!

"Help me!"

With a flash, the Black Mountain Demon abandoned his arms, broke free from Sun Wukong's fist, and shouted loudly at the Pope.

I said, you are physically weak.

I said, you look mentally exhausted.

I said, you've lost your will to fight.

............"

Just as Sun Wukong was about to give chase and completely kill the Black Mountain Demon, the Pope suddenly spoke, unleashing several powerful prophetic spells towards Sun Wukong.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong's attack on the Black Mountain Demon froze.

However, he recovered in the next moment and continued towards the Black Mountain Demon.

"what……

"If you want to kill me, you'd better die first!"

Taking advantage of this brief respite, the Black Mountain Demon suddenly roared and spat out a small, pitch-black mountain from its mouth.

In an instant, the small mountain transformed into a hundred-meter-tall behemoth, crushing the air, dominating the heavens and earth, and roaring as it crashed down upon Sun Wukong.

This is the Black Mountain Seal, which was forged by the Black Mountain Demon himself. Its power even far surpasses that of the Black Mountain Demon's youthful avatar.

Before today, the Black Mountain Demon was even confident that he would have a place in ancient times, thanks to the Black Mountain Seal.

Some gods and demons with weak lineages will be directly suppressed by him for tens of thousands of years.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar suddenly rang out, and a terrifying hurricane gathered like thousands of wind blades, enveloping everything. Sun Wukong abruptly unleashed a world-shaking roar at the Black Mountain that was pressing down on him.

Then, to everyone's utter astonishment, the seemingly imposing Black Mountain was blown away by this terrifying airflow and crashed violently into the sky.

"How is that possible?"

How dare you!

I don't believe it!

The Black Mountain Demon was so shocked and furious that he roared in anger, completely losing the arrogance he had shown when he first arrived.

However, that's where he ends.

Sun Wukong kicked him on the head, sending him flying like a soccer ball for who knows how far before exploding into a firework.

"Archbishops, help me! Help me!"

"A magnificent cross!"

With sweat beading on his face from fear, the Pope cried out, and Sun Wukong was suddenly bound to an ancient and sacred stone cross.

This caused the monkey to immediately struggle, its terrifying force tearing through the void and sending ripples through the air.

It seemed that even space itself was struggling under Sun Wukong's rage.

Even the cross that had just easily bound Dracula was now creaking and groaning.

If this cross were not the legendary instrument of Jesus' crucifixion, imbued with His aura, it would have transformed into a divine artifact of gods and demons.