Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 361 - 350: Co-opting

However, Sun Wukong didn’t pay attention to their gazes. After scanning the area again with his fiery eyes, he still couldn’t find any trace of Yao Wumeng. Then he turned to the people beside him and asked, "Have any of you seen someone from Myriad Demons Country wielding two giant swords? One of the swords bursts with flames, while the other is immense in size." Hearing Sun Wukong’s question, the crowd recalled for a moment and then shook their heads one after another. A person using giant swords as weapons, two of them no less, with one even engulfed in flames, indeed, they had never seen such a person.

Having received the answer from the crowd, Sun Wukong couldn’t help feeling puzzled. According to what Yue Huangquan told him before he entered the Patrolling Celestial World, the demon Yao Wumeng from the Myriad Demons Country should also be in there. Moreover, Yue Huangquan had specifically instructed Wukong to kill Yao Wumeng inside the Patrolling Celestial World by any means possible. But now, as they had reached the gates of Myriad Demons Palace, there was still no sign of Yao Wumeng. Sun Wukong heaved a silent sigh and decided to let it go for the time being.

At that moment, Zhibei suddenly let out a light gasp, and then Sun Wukong, Ghost Jade, and Divine Honor He Tu all sensed something and simultaneously turned their gaze toward the direction from which Ling Weiyang had been flung. Then they saw, emerging slowly from the human-shaped hole in the opposite pit wall, a figure in an azure robe. It was none other than Ling Weiyang, the Azure Emperor, who had just been sent flying by a knee strike from Wukong when he transformed into the Heaven-Supporting Giant Ape.

However, looking at Ling Weiyang now, there wasn’t the slightest sign of injury. Aside from his azure robe being slightly dusty, he seemed completely unharmed. Azure Emperor Ling Weiyang, the foremost of the Five Emperors of Myriad Demons Country, carried an extremely domineering and savage aura because his true form was the ancient ferocious beast, the Purple Kirin. This intimidating aura now fully erupted without reservation. Despite the distance of over a thousand meters, everyone in the Netherworld Alliance Army felt a sense of impending doom as if they were about to be devoured by this ancient ferocious beast.

On Ling Weiyang’s originally handsome face, there was now a trace of anger and fierce expression. If Xi Zhao was the strongest person among the Nine Great Divine Kingdoms, then Ling Weiyang was undoubtedly the most beautiful man. His beauty seemed almost impossible for this world to possess, and even his fierce expression was mesmerizing.

However, among the people of the Netherworld Alliance Army, aside from the prophet Zhibei and Ghost Jade of the Canglan River Realm, there were no other women, and naturally, they were not interested in Ling Weiyang’s appearance. Seeing Ling Weiyang unscathed after such a terrifying strike from Sun Wukong, however, everyone could not help but be shocked. While the Netherworld Alliance Army looked on, Ling Weiyang suddenly stretched out his hand and forcefully patted his chest.

As his hand lifted away from his chest following the pat, a red light appeared, seemingly drawn out by his hand. The light was not ordinary red but seemed to emanate from some rectangular object. That red light, which appeared only for the span of a breath, suddenly shattered into countless red points of light. Ling Weiyang’s eyes showed a hint of regret.

Once the points of light gradually disappeared, Ling Weiyang abruptly raised his head, his gaze burning as he looked in the direction of Sun Wukong and the others, speaking in an extremely cold tone, "One strike destroyed one of my Shadow Steles. There aren’t many who possess such attack power, yet I seem to never have seen you before. May I ask you to state your name?" Although Ling Weiyang’s words were calm and the tone was cold, it was not as angry as one might expect. Though he did not name names, everyone knew that he was referring to Sun Wukong!

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"Demon Clan, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong!" Stepping forward, Sun Wukong immediately unleashed an aura no less dominant than Ling Weiyang’s, sweeping across the opposite side and its surroundings. Moreover, within Wukong’s domineering presence was an imperial majesty that could cause the weak-minded to immediately kneel and worship before it.

Even though they were separated by a distance of over a thousand meters, such prowess was insignificant in the eyes of such strong beings. Ling Weiyang appeared somewhat surprised and said, "Demon Clan? I didn’t expect you to truly be from the Demon Clan. Since we are both from the Demon Clan, why then do you join them? Do you not know that Myriad Demons Country is the holy land of the Demon Clan?" Ling Weiyang’s words were indeed true. Myriad Demons Country, one of the existing Six Great Divine Nations, was the cradle of the universe’s demon species, and it was said to contain the progenitors of demon species from all worlds.

Take, for example, the four spirit beasts from the legend of the Pangu Realm: the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and the central sacred beast, the Kirin. In the Myriad Demons Country, the purest bloodlines exist, and even Ling Weiyang himself is the progenitor of the Kirin, the Sacred Purple Kirin. Therefore, after receiving information from plan number one of the great personalities that Sun Wukong was also of the Demon Clan, both the Domain Lord of the Hidden Realm and Ling Weiyang harbored the idea of bringing him under their command. Since they knew Sun Wukong was from the Demon Clan, they naturally knew of the fact that he carried the World Suppressing Stele.

Compared to using brute force to dominate the Northern Zhen Jietian, if Sun Wukong could be persuaded to join the Myriad Demons Country, it would definitely be a profitable deal. That’s why there is now a conversation between Ling Weiyang and Sun Wukong; otherwise, given Ling Weiyang’s proud nature, why would he take the initiative to ask for someone else’s name?

As soon as Ling Weiyang finished speaking, Ghost Jade of the Canglan River Realm, He Tu from the Myriad Gods Hall, and even Zhibei all changed their expressions. They could naturally hear the implied meaning in Ling Weiyang’s words. Indeed, the fact that Sun Wukong was originally from the Demon Clan had been deliberately overlooked by everyone. Because Sun Wukong was personally recommended by Yue Huangquan, the Domain Lord of the Netherworld World, naturally, he was completely trusted, and Sun Wukong’s demonstrated strength had conquered everyone.

Having such a powerful ally was very fortunate. But now, with Ling Weiyang’s reminder, everyone suddenly realized that no matter what, Sun Wukong was indeed a member of the Demon Clan, and even if they didn’t want to admit it, there was no way around it. As the saying goes, "Those not of our kind must have a different heart," so now everybody was looking at Sun Wukong with a nervous expression.

This was not surprising, because among the Six Great Divine Nations, even in other high-level worlds, racial tensions were the most intense. There were many high-level worlds that were completely dominated by a single race. Just like in the Myriad Demons Country, the position of the Demon Clan was absolutely supreme, while other races within the Myriad Demons Country had all become subordinate to the Demons.

Moreover, in the history of the Six Great Divine Nations, there had been instances where someone with a high status from one world suddenly defected or declared at a critical moment that they belonged to the Demon Clan, causing earth-shattering changes to occur. Of course, most of these incidents were due to the schemes of big figures from the Myriad Demons Country, but it goes without saying that there is always a certain wariness towards those not of one’s own kind.

Sensing the somewhat tense mood of those around him, Sun Wukong suddenly felt a bit sad. However, this emotion disappeared in an instant. Twirling his Jingu Bang, Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Heh, what you said is right. Old Sun is indeed a person of the Demon Clan, but, I am a demon from the Pangu Realm, from Flower Fruit Mountain. I have absolutely nothing to do with your so-called Myriad Demons Country. And to be honest, not only do I not have the slightest fondness for your Myriad Demons Country, I even have an urge to get rid of it for good. As for your poor attempt at sowing discord, let’s just forget about it!"

Having said this, Sun Wukong suddenly let out a long sigh to the heavens: "Born a free spirit, I respect neither heaven nor earth. East of the vast ocean, within the proud nation, atop Flower Fruit Mountain, a proud Great Demon, a Great Sage equals heaven!" A passage that seemed like a lament, yet also like a recitation, echoed softly from Sun Wukong’s lips, and immediately, everyone felt a sense of loneliness as if they had lost their freedom and were trapped in a cage. Even Ling Weiyang’s gaze became momentarily distracted and struggled upon hearing these words.

Ling Weiyang, the Azure Emperor, also had lofty ambitions, didn’t he? But this world was too small to contain his desire to roam the vast skies. However, Ling Weiyang’s gaze quickly firmed up. If this world was too small, then he would just have to expand it. As these thoughts arose, he quickly regained clarity from his momentary trance.

And the moment he came back to his senses, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Bai Zhaoju, just how long do you plan to keep up this act?"

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