Chapter 110: Great Chaos in Heaven (Three)

  Lü Dongbin was screaming and struggling violently in mid-air, the intense counter-shock force almost breaking free from Niu Mo Wang's suppression.

  The Bull Demon King's hand tightened around the mixed iron rod, his eyes condensed, and a more powerful aura than before rose from his body, pressing down on Lü Dongbin once again.

  Just then, the space above Lü Dongbin was suddenly torn apart, and a large hand shining with clear light stretched out from within, grabbing Lü Dongbin in one motion. At the same time, a voice rang out: "Younger brother, take this little demon away."

  Lei Hao was shocked again, this big hand actually overlapped the space of the Heavenly Court. To think that this is not the mortal realm, but the Heavenly Court! It's the Heavenly Court where Lei Hao's full-strength slash can't even create a crack in the space as small as a fingernail! And yet it was overlapped! What kind of terrifying cultivation would be required to achieve this?

  The Bull Demon King's expression changed slightly, and a thick smile spread across his face as he waved his hand at the empty air, then put away the mixed iron rod.

  Lei Hao walked up with big strides and asked cautiously: "Big brother, is that powerful person from just now your senior fellow disciple?"

  The Bull Demon King nodded, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

  And this was after the appearance of this terrifying big hand, the four great masters were also terrified, and they had been flying to the heavenly court for thousands of years. It wasn't until then that they knew there existed such a powerful and terrifying being in the heavenly palace, and at that time, they also felt the urge to retreat.

  "Gentlemen, retreat quickly!" Zhang Daoling's imperial envoy wielded a flying sword with a cold glow, forcing Pengmo Wang to retreat. He then loudly shouted in anger. Xu Xuan, Qiu Hongji, and Ge Hong, the three Heavenly Masters, simultaneously activated their magical treasures, combining their powers into a giant sword that swiftly and fiercely slashed towards Jiaomo Wang, Mi Houwang, and Zhenyue Wang. After leaving the battlefield, the four of them transformed into four beams of light and rushed into the depths of the Heavenly Palace.

  The Bull Demon King glanced in the direction of the departure of the Four Great Heavenly Masters and casually asked: "Old Jiao, how did you let these four cow noses escape like this?"

  Jiaomo Wang chuckled and said, "If we just kill these four fools like this, won't it be like beating the grass to scare away the snakes? If we want to make the old immortals in Heaven take us seriously, then we brothers will not have it so easy."

  The Bull Demon King laughed and scolded: "You're just too cunning."

  At this time, in the Eight Trigrams Furnace of Li Hentian, Sun Wukong had been refined by the Three Flavours True Fire for 49 days. At this moment, the power of his Nine Turns Golden Elixir and his own potential had all been refined and merged into his physical body, even his cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

  "Alright, Master said that as long as we practice for 49 days, we can refine this demon monkey. Let's start the furnace!" The Sun Wukong in the alchemy furnace vaguely heard a voice and immediately felt a surge of joy in his heart.

  Then endless anger slowly rose from his heart, he didn't make a sound, but stretched out his hand to dig out the golden hoop stick from his ear, shook it, and grasped it tightly with both hands, looking up at the top cover of the dan furnace.

  A burst of faint sounds came, followed by a beam of white light that shot down from the top of the alchemical furnace. Sun Wukong leapt up and with a roll, knocked off the lid of the furnace, then tumbled out of it. His eyes wide open, two scarlet beams of magical energy shot out from his pupils, striking the two fire boys beside the furnace and sending them flying heavily against the wall.

  After Sun Wukong's fiery pupils cleared up, he looked around and saw some familiar decorations that told him where he was. He said coldly, "I, the Great Sage, shouldn't have fallen into the hands of Ling Shan, so why am I in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace?"

  A young boy who had been severely injured struggled to get up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood and said: "You've eaten our master's Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, how could you let Ling Shan take it away so easily?"

  Sun Wukong's face twisted into a sly smile as he tilted his head and thought for a moment, saying: "Is that so? Today, this Great Sage will smash this broken dan furnace and see what kind of material the Jade Emperor uses to refine me."

  Having said that, Sun Wukong jumped up and struck the Eight Trigrams Furnace with a heavy blow, producing a loud sound of metal clashing against metal. However, the Eight Trigrams Furnace merely shook slightly and showed no signs of damage whatsoever.

  Sun Wukong exposed his true form, two long fangs protruded from his mouth, he stared at the Eight Trigrams Furnace with an unblinking gaze and said in a slow and deliberate tone: "You also dare to bully me, the Great Sage?"

  With a wave of his hand, the Golden Cudgel was thrown high into the sky. Sun Wukong let out a loud roar and began to pummel his chest with both hands. His slender body was like an inflated balloon, constantly expanding. In just one-hundredth of a breath's time, he burst through the Dan House and charged towards the chaotic void.

  After a breath, Sun Wukong finally stopped expanding. At this time, he had transformed into a giant ape with golden fur all over his body, several hundred feet tall, and a pair of crimson eyes emitting an eerie glow that sent shivers down one's spine.

  The golden hoop rod transformed into a giant pillar hundreds of feet long, supporting the sky. Sun Wukong opened his large hands and grasped the golden hoop rod with one hand, turning his eyes towards the eight trigrams furnace, which was as small as an ant. He began to accumulate strength in both hands, and after a long time, he opened his mouth full of fangs and let out a loud roar: "Tear the sky!" His muscular arms swung the golden hoop rod violently, striking the eight trigrams furnace with a fierce blow.

  It was like playing baseball, and the Bagua furnace turned into a meteor under the powerful Golden Hoop Stick, disappearing without knowing where it went.

  After finishing the 'baseball', Sun Wukong suddenly shook violently, and with a loud crash, he flew down from Lihentian in his original form as a violent ape, rushing straight towards the Heavenly Court.

  When passing by the Tianhe River, tens of thousands of Tianhe water soldiers saw Sun Wukong like a small mountain and were shocked. Under the leadership of the Heavenly General, they formed a battle array and surrounded Sun Wukong.

  "A group of ants dare to lay hands on the Great Sage?" Sun Wukong's crimson eyes flashed with a thread of anger, and he swung his golden hoop rod into the midst of hundreds of thousands of water soldiers without slowing down.

  At the current level of Sun Wukong's Golden Immortal peak, how could these ordinary Tianhe Water Army soldiers stop him? Sun Wukong was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, each rod would smash a piece of Tianhe into a bloody mist, and in the starry sky, a bloody rainstorm quickly swept through, with severed limbs and broken arms scattered everywhere like falling dumplings.

  "Yao Hou, how dare you?" Sun Wukong was in the midst of a fierce battle when he suddenly heard a loud shout. He looked up to see Beidou Xingjun, the guardian of the Heavenly River. This Beidou Xingjun was one of the four heavenly envoys under the command of Ziwei Dadi, and was also a golden immortal warrior like Nezha and Erlang Shen. Although he didn't often descend to the mortal realm, his abilities were in no way inferior.

  "How dare you, Great Sage?" Sun Wukong's face was ferocious as he swung his staff across a distance of several hundred feet, striking directly at the North Dipper Star Lord.

  The rod's shadow, shaped like a mountain, startled the North Star Lord, who was also shocked in his heart and didn't dare to slack off. He operated his full-body magic power and thrust his spear towards Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel. All that could be heard was a light "clang" sound, followed by a feeling of darkness in front of his eyes, and then he felt his physical body flying backwards out of control.

  Sun Wukong severely injured the North Star Lord with one rod, and then his golden hoop rod danced again, opening and closing in a big way. In just a few breaths, he slaughtered tens of thousands of heavenly river water soldiers.

  Sun Wukong then carried a heavy murderous aura and directly killed his way towards the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

  But the seven Lei Hao brothers didn't see a single ghostly figure all the way up, and the Heavenly Palace was eerily quiet.

  "Everyone, look quickly." The Jiaomao Wang suddenly pointed west in surprise.

  Lei Hao turned his head and saw that in the west, a piece of sky was red like fire. The Bull Demon King looked carefully for a while, somewhat uncertainly saying: "That direction seems to be the Western Cow Herder State?"

  "Flame Mountain?"

  All the brothers turned their heads in unison, looking at Lei Hao with suspicion.

  Lei Hao opened his mouth and said nonsense: "I was wrong, I thought it was the fire cloud." He couldn't say that it should be Sun Wukong who knocked over Taishang Laojun's eight trigrams stove.

  The Monkey King smiled and said: "Seventh brother is so muddled. We are now in the Heavenly Palace, what fire can burn clouds?"

  Several brothers were chatting when they heard a series of fighting sounds coming from the front and immediately quickened their pace to rush forward.

  After rushing forward for about ten breaths, Lei Hao saw Sun Wukong, who had transformed into a violent ape, from afar and shouted loudly: "Brothers, that violent ape is Old Eighth."

  Needless to say, all the demon kings also knew that the violent ape was Sun Wukong. They had seen him before when Sun Wukong and the Macaque King and the Houwang King were competing with each other. It's just that at this time, the pressure on Sun Wukong's body didn't feel quite right.

  The Bull Demon King looked at the violent ape and hesitated for a moment before saying: "How long has it been since Old Eight was taken away by Guanyin?"

  Lei Hao thought for a moment and said, "It should be more than a month."

  Niú Mó Wáng heard this and was shocked in his heart, saying: "How did that old eight's cultivation suddenly increase to the peak of Jīn Xiān? From his aura, it seems that he is not inferior to Lǎo Shī at all."

  Lei Hao said: "What is the reason, we will reunite and ask later." After finishing speaking, Lei Hao transformed into a purple-red light beam and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

  At this time, blocking Sun Wukong were Wang Lingguan and the thirty-six Thunder Generals. These thirty-seven gods surrounded Sun Wukong in the middle, simultaneously wielding their swords, spears, and halberds to engage him in a fierce battle, for a while neither side could gain the upper hand.

  Sun Wukong wielded his golden hoop rod, left and right, blocking the attacks from behind and in front. He danced with such density that not a single wind could pass through, deflecting all the knives, guns, swords, and spears of the Thunder Generals. However, he failed to notice one attack and was struck heavily on the forehead by Wang Lingguan's steel whip, causing his eyes to see stars.

  Just then, Lei Hao arrived.

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