Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 813 - 725 Master and Disciple Reunite
813: Chapter 725: Master and Disciple Reunite
813 -725: Master and Disciple Reunite
This is a very strange phenomenon, such as two people with a complex relationship fighting, with no discernible winner after half a day of fighting, only to be interrupted by a stranger whose strength vastly exceeds both combatants, forcing the two original fighters to temporarily ally and eliminate the outsider before resuming their battle.
It’s exactly this situation now.
Before Hou Yi and the Heavenly Patroller agreed to join forces, Ziling had already reached an agreement with the Heavenly Patroller.
Yi Xuan informed Sun Wukong, who then told the Flame God the exact nature of this matter!
Ziling and the Heavenly Patroller are in fact senior and junior disciples; Ziling is the Heavenly Patroller’s senior brother.
As the leader of the Crimson Army and the first strongman under the Pioneer, Ziling was taken in as the Pioneer’s last disciple as soon as he showed his brilliance.
After the nine Elixir Spirit Pills transformed into human form, the Heavenly Patroller, having exemplary talent, was also accepted as the Pioneer’s disciple.
However, these two brothers quickly split after an ancient battle.
This mixed relationship of friend and foe made the alliance between the Crimson Army and the Law Enforcers possible.
Hou Yi’s angry rebuke went unanswered, while Ziling and the Heavenly Patroller moved simultaneously, their figures merging swiftly before separating again.
Instantly, Hou Yi felt the space around him become heavy, as if he had suddenly sunk into a mud-filled quagmire.
This unfavorable state was naturally brought about by the Heavenly Patroller.
Simultaneously, Ziling contracted his right arm and lowly shouted: “Explosive Seal, sevenfold!”
In front of Ziling’s right fist, a white array, as large as a flatbread, appeared.
Next instant, Ziling’s right fist punched through the white array and struck Hou Yi’s abdomen.
As a long-range professional, much like the Heavenly Patroller, Hou Yi wasn’t skilled in close combat.
Normally, during battles, he would be protected by Wind Lord and Rain Master; their abilities could not only enhance Hou Yi’s Qiankun Bow’s power but also fend off enemies trying to get close.
However, due to Hou Yi thinking the Law Enforcers would ally with several sides and his huge advantage, he felt he no longer needed their protection.
But now, Hou Yi knew he was wrong.
Ziling’s punch hit directly, exploding violently in Hou Yi’s abdomen, and the powerful blast force pierced through his body.
From afar, the Flame God, who was entangled in battle with the Thunder God, cheered upon hearing the explosion: “Good explosion!
Life needs a bit of excitement through explosions!”
Initially, the Law Enforcers and the Ancestral Witches were crushing the Crimson Army, but now the situation changed, with the Law Enforcers, the Crimson Army, the Canglan River Realm, and Sun Wukong together overpowering the twelve Ancestral Witches.
Though Hou Yi, Kuafu, Xing Tian, the Thunder God, and Wind Lord all possessed the cultivation of a Heavenly Venerate, the other twelve still lingered in the Nine Patterns Supreme stage.
Their combined force barely reached the Heavenly Venerate Primary Stage, which was entirely insufficient for this battle.
This meant the combined force of the Crimson Army and the Law Enforcers, totaling more than twenty, was against five, putting the Ancestral Witches at a severe disadvantage—something Hou Yi hadn’t foreseen at all!
“Yi, we can’t win.
Even if we kill a few people, it won’t matter.
Should we retreat for now?” Kuafu, being attacked jointly by Chi Dragon, Chi Ghost, and Yu Bo from the Canglan River Realm, had begun to fall behind.
Yet, to admit the strength of the Ancestral Witches, even three against one, Kuafu was only slightly at a disadvantage.
If the rest of the seven Ancestral Witches, like Di Jiang, had also reached the cultivation of a Heavenly Venerate, the final outcome of this battle would be uncertain.
“If we want to leave now, it’s too late.
Have you ever seen Xing Tian retreat during a fight?” Indeed, Kuafu looked at Xing Tian, who was fighting five opponents alone, and discovered that Xing Tian had the upper hand.
The War God Xing Tian was incredibly strong.
With Gan Qi in his right hand and the Xing Tian Shield in his left, he attacked and defended seamlessly, effortlessly overwhelming Wen Yu, Hong Che, and others.
Though Xing Tian fought valiantly, the huge numerical disparity remained.
If Xing Tian couldn’t dispose of most of the opposing forces, the Ancestral Witches would ultimately lose.
Hou Yi, apart from barely conversing with Kuafu, was once again closely confronted by Ziling while the Heavenly Patroller suppressed him from afar.
The coordination between Ziling and the Heavenly Patroller was impeccable.
Although Hou Yi seized every chance to counterattack, every shot he made with the Sky-Shocking Arrow was blocked by the Heavenly Patroller’s remote defenses.
Ziling didn’t need to consider defense or evasion, focusing solely on his attacks.
Under such circumstances, Ziling’s explosive attack power was astonishingly formidable.
In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Hou Yi was severely wounded, finally being punched into a mountain by Ziling, his life or death unclear.
Ziling had intended to deliver another blow but was stopped by Xing Tian.
Ziling, known for his battle passion, did not bear his nickname “war fanatic” for nothing.
Seeing Xing Tian’s valor, he eagerly ordered Wen Yu and others to assist others; he himself faced Xing Tian alone.
Both being close combat masters, their fight was bound to be a direct and brutal encounter.
On the other side, Sun Wukong and the Flame God didn’t intervene.
With their numerical advantage, the outcome was unmistakable.
Therefore, whether Sun Wukong and the Flame God participated made no difference.
Sitting on a tree branch, they watched the battle in the sky and on the ground, commenting as it ensued.
After a while, the Flame God couldn’t resist asking Sun Wukong about his recent experiences.
Sun Wukong recounted everything to the Flame God and also inquired about the Netherworld World’s status and other matters.
By the time they finished chatting, the battle continued fiercely.
“Monkey, how long do you think they’ll keep fighting?
Why don’t we leave now?
There’s still a lot to do,” the Flame God asked playfully, juggling a fireball.
Before Sun Wukong could respond, a voice suddenly said: “If you leave now, you’ll regret it later.” Hearing this, the Flame God looked up to see Yi Xuan standing atop the tree.
“Goddess Yi Xuan, why do you say that?
Will there be more excitement later?”
This time Yi Xuan’s answer was provided by Sun Wukong: “She’s right, haha.
I can sense my master and younger disciples nearby!
Flame God, come on, let’s go meet them!” Finishing his sentence, Sun Wukong somersaulted away, vanishing swiftly.
Feeling slightly frustrated, the Flame God nevertheless quickly followed.
Sun Wukong and the Flame God flew for about fifteen minutes until several black dots began to enlarge before their eyes, causing Sun Wukong to feel excited.
Soon, the black dots transformed into human figures, and Sun Wukong immediately recognized his master and junior disciples.
Accelerating their speed, Sun Wukong quickly reunited with Tang Sanzang and his three disciples.
“Master, it’s Brother Monkey, it’s Brother Monkey!” Zhu Bajie’s keen eyes spotted Sun Wukong simultaneously as Sun Wukong saw them.
With Zhu Bajie’s prompt, Tang Sanzang, Sha Wujing, and White Dragon also recognized Sun Wukong.
When the two groups finally collided, Tang Sanzang’s eyes were brimming with tears.
Sun Wukong too, overwhelmed with emotion, knelt before Tang Sanzang, bowing nine times: “Master, I’m back!”
Tang Sanzang was too emotional to speak, repeatedly uttering ‘good’ before saying, “Let me check you over.
Bajie, Bajie, quickly fetch the peaches I saved for your senior brother!” He pulled Sun Wukong close, examining him thoroughly, only relaxing when seeing Sun Wukong was unharmed.
Zhu Bajie handed over the wrapped bundle which Tang Sanzang eagerly unwrapped layer by layer, presenting two fresh peaches to Sun Wukong: “Wukong, I picked these last time on an obscure mountain.
They looked fresh, so I saved them for you, knowing you’d love them.
Try them, you’ve suffered enough!”
Watching the peaches in Tang Sanzang’s hands and hearing his tender words, Sun Wukong couldn’t contain his emotions anymore.
Grasping Tang Sanzang’s leg, he wept bitterly.
During the journey to the Western Paradise, despite often being misunderstood by Tang Sanzang, why did Sun Wukong never leave him?
Beyond the Golden Hoop on his head, it was due to Tang Sanzang’s heartfelt concern and love.
Sun Wukong, having no parents, saw Tang Sanzang as both his master and a father figure.
Truly, a day’s master is a lifetime’s father!
After crying for a long time, fully venting his grievances and longings, Sun Wukong rose, accepting the peach from Tang Sanzang, taking a big bite with tears in his eyes: “Delicious, delicious, even better than the peaches on Flower Fruit Mountain.
Master, you should have one too!” (To be continued.
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