Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 898 - 784: Evil Demon Monarch, Xi Zhao Takes Action
Chapter 898 -784: Evil Demon Monarch, Xi Zhao Takes Action
After two attacks from the Thunder Fire Scorching Flame Cannon, Zhu Bajie’s legs lost their mobility, greatly provoking him. Combined with the mocking words from Demon Spirit Butcher, calling him a “foolish pig,” the pain and anger surprisingly allowed Zhu Bajie to break free from the mental control. Of course, the key factor was Tang Sanzang’s earlier use of the Void Transcendence Flower to weaken that controlling force, making it much weaker this time. Demon Spirit Butcher hadn’t anticipated Zhu Bajie breaking free from the control and charging at him. Briefly stunned, he angrily pointed a finger at Zhu Bajie.
Instantly, all the rampant Annihilation Nine Headed Serpents lunged at Zhu Bajie. Zhu Bajie did not care at all and headed straight for Demon Spirit Butcher. As soon as the serpent heads touched Zhu Bajie, he immediately devoured them. By the time he reached Demon Spirit Butcher, the entire Annihilation Nine Headed Serpent had been devoured deeply, and then three human figures fell from mid-air. They were the ones previously swallowed by the serpent heads. Among these three, only one managed to survive: Wangchuan, who possessed the power of the gods.
Although Zhu Bajie had devoured the Annihilation Nine Headed Serpent, he was simultaneously struck by Demon Spirit Butcher’s palm. The palm contained the power of destruction, yet was similarly devoured by Zhu Bajie, but the force of the strike sent Zhu Bajie plummeting to the ground. Instantly, those still possessing combat power surrounded him. At this point, no one feared anymore. Demon Spirit Butcher looked at the people encircling him without a trace of fear, forming his hands into a circle in front of him, then transforming them into palms and striking at the crowd.
The strike was exceptionally domineering. Demon Spirit Butcher fused the power of the gods and the power of destruction. Everyone around was instantly forced back by the two combined destructive forces. Then, Demon Spirit Butcher’s figure flickered, his speed extremely fast, so fast it caused the crowd to lose their sense of him entirely. Suddenly, behind Zhibei came a faint sound of wind breaking, and Demon Spirit Butcher unleashed a pointed strike at Zhibei’s back of the head. Although Zhibei didn’t have much attack power, his existence posed the biggest threat. Hence, Demon Spirit Butcher aimed to kill him first.
If that finger truly hit, given Zhibei’s defensiveness, which was almost nonexistent, he would be instantly killed without any suspense. However, just as the finger touched Zhibei’s hair, a white light flashed by, unexpectedly severing Demon Spirit Butcher’s hand, sending it flying into the air. The speed was so fast it surpassed human reaction, so Demon Spirit Butcher only felt the pain in his wrist when the hand landed.
But before he could cry out in agony, a white light flashed behind him again. Suddenly, Demon Spirit Butcher realized he seemed to be flying, but before reaching any height, he plunged downward heavily, crashing to the ground. From his vantage, he could only see two feet on the ground, lifting his gaze to spot a person in plain white battle armor. Demon Spirit Butcher couldn’t see clearly, wanting to lift his head further, but he suddenly realized he was unable to feel his body.
Before he could feel bewilderment and ponder the reason, suddenly his face was splattered with something hot and fluid, accompanied by a strong bloody scent. It was blood, but whose blood was it? It didn’t take long for Demon Spirit Butcher to realize exactly what had happened, as he saw a body crashing to the ground, lying obliquely beside him; he recognized the body as his own.
This corpse is his own, the blood is his own, indicating he’s already dead. How could this be possible? Without ever seeing the person who struck, how could he be dead? Who exactly was it? This question, perhaps Demon Spirit Butcher would never be able to answer for himself, as another white light flashed, splitting his head in two. Demon Spirit Butcher, dead, easily killed by someone. Someone who was ferocious as a demon in the eyes of others, killed with such ease.
“Don’t think I would thank you,” Zhibei said without even turning his head. The person behind him wasn’t actually unfamiliar; that person was Xi Zhao, the sinister Demon Monarch who had hidden since the battle began. Xi Zhao had always been an assassin; when he was still Demon Monarch, he was known as the top assassin of the Nine Great Divine Kingdoms, so hiding in the shadows and executing a fatal strike was precisely Xi Zhao’s way of fighting. Previous battles were never the type Xi Zhao excelled at, thus he never fully utilized his capability.
And this time, spurred by Ling Weiyang’s death, Xi Zhao returned to being the cold, heartless, devoid of human emotion figure he once was, the top assassin simply aware of slaughter. This strike truly demonstrated top-tier assassin combat style, directly killing Demon Spirit Butcher. In fact, in face-to-face combat, Xi Zhao wouldn’t necessarily be a match for Demon Spirit Butcher. Watching the blood still dripping from the axe in his hand, Xi Zhao suddenly displayed an extremely stern smile. His Formless Vanishing had been fused into the Demon Emperor Halberd by Ling Weiyang, so Xi Zhao hadn’t found a fitting weapon for a while.
But now, feeling the bloodthirsty excitement resonating from the Gan Qi in his hand, Xi Zhao’s heart seemingly came alive. Indeed, after Xing Tian’s death, his Gan Qi Divine Axe was obtained by Xi Zhao. Using Gan Qi for the first time, Xi Zhao felt unrivalled satisfaction, the axe being naturally bloodthirsty, reveling in butchery. And the battle where it could drink enemies’ blood was precisely the wash that Gan Qi sought. Furthermore, Gan Qi was so excited because Xi Zhao killed Demon Spirit Butcher, who shared the same body as Primordial Honor, thus Gan Qi automatically considered Demon Spirit Butcher as Primordial Honor, killing Demon Spirit Butcher was revenge for Xing Tian.
This was Xi Zhao’s true reason for striking; he wasn’t saving Zhibei nor targeting Demon Spirit Butcher deliberately, but avenging Xing Tian. Only thus, would Gan Qi acknowledge Xi Zhao as its master, willing to be wielded. For a fitting weapon, Xi Zhao was indifferent to killing Demon Spirit Butcher. “No need, I didn’t save you,” he calmly said, gradually disappearing into the air with his footsteps. It wasn’t mere invisibility, but a literal disappearance.
Zhibei didn’t turn around, instead loudly exclaiming: “Execute the plan, Senior Yue Huangquan, it’s up to you!” As Zhibei’s voice resounded, Yue Huangquan nodded and then made a tearing motion with both hands, immediately sprinting toward Zhu Bajie. Quickly reaching Zhu Bajie’s side, he disregarded Zhu Bajie’s angry roars, seized him, and hurled him behind, where, unbeknownst when, a Bronze Gate had appeared. Zhu Bajie was thrown directly into the gate.
However, Zhu Bajie immediately emerged from the other side, just behind Demon Spirit Butcher’s corpse. Upon Zhu Bajie’s appearance, Demon Spirit Butcher’s corpse suddenly vanished. Then, behind Zhu Bajie, Demon Spirit Butcher resurrected again, albeit for the last time. If killed once more, then he’d be truly dead.
As he appeared, Zhu Bajie suddenly swung his hand, already striking Demon Spirit Butcher. Marked by Zhu Bajie, the Thunder Fire Scorching Flame Cannon, charged for a long time not far away, immediately activated. Only when Zhu Bajie contacted the enemy can the Thunder Fire Scorching Flame Cannon hit the target accurately, maximizing its attack power.
A massive red light flashed by; Demon Spirit Butcher disappeared instantly, not fleeing but being obliterated in a flash. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to cast your vote, either recommendation or monthly, at Starting Point(qidian.com); your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)
