Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

King Si shook his head and said, "Although we are from the same era, we are not from the same world. In that era, there were three thousand Dao Lords, each governing their own laws... The so-called Demon race's Heaven was actually just Di Jun and Donghuang joining forces to monopolize the sky and rule over that domain.

The Earth, the ocean, the Netherworld, glaciers, and such places were not under our control at all.

I could handle the minor scuffles usually, but when the big shots clashed, I was just there to wave the flag and shout.

Do you think a general from the mortal realm could understand more about you?"

Roaring Heavenly Dog was speechless…

King Si continued, "What I know, I have also heard from others, who can be sure about the specifics..."

Roaring Heavenly Dog asked, "So we just get stewed like this?"

King Si shook his head and said, "I'm not willing to give up..."

"Fight it out?" Roaring Heavenly Dog asked.

King Si narrowed his eyes and declared, "Fight, we must fight! You draw his attention, and I'll sneak attack from behind with a magical treasure. If we can knock him out, we have a chance to live."

Roaring Heavenly Dog nodded and said, "Okay, it's a deal!"

"One, two, three!"

At the moment King Si counted down, he swiftly pulled out the Vajra Zealot from his arm!

However, Roaring Heavenly Dog just sat there obediently, showing no sign of moving at all.

King Si glared furiously, "You dead dog, what are you doing?"

Roaring Heavenly Dog sheepishly responded, "Ah, you were really going to make a move? I thought you were bluffing me, sorry, let's start over..."

King Si rolled his eyes and said, "Both of us have already become pork belly in a pot, and I'd bluff you? Am I sick? Hurry up, get ready!"

The two crazily communicated telepathically, completely unaware that the bald man was listening with great interest, even taking notes in a notebook: "I am the Primordial Chaos Demon God, the three thousand Dao Lords...no, that's not right, then what am I?"

Tang Sanzang, stroking his chin, pondered that he needed to find time to meet with Laojun to figure out who he really was.

Just as he was thinking...

King Si transmitted to Roaring Heavenly Dog again, "One, two, three, move!"

Roaring Heavenly Dog suddenly jumped out of the pot and roared, "You baldy, you dare to eat your dog uncle?!"

When Tang Sanzang heard the word 'bald', his face darkened instantly. He slowly turned his head, his face fierce, and his murderous aura burst forth with terrifying power like the sky crumpling down, bearing down directly on Roaring Heavenly Dog.

Roming Heavenly Dog instantly felt as if he was facing death, and he roared, "You dead Green Ox, hurry up and make your move!"

Almost simultaneously, Zhu Ganglie's voice rang out, "Master, that ox has dug into the earth and fled!"

Hearing this, Roaring Heavenly Dog's heart chilled, and he couldn't help but curse loudly, "You dead ox, I curse your grandmother!"

Tang Sanzang reacted even faster. Suddenly, he turned around, then bent down and leapt, boom!

The whole mountain trembled, the powerful airstream rolling Roaring Heavenly Dog on the ground repeatedly...

Then, everyone saw Tang Sanzang leaping into the air, targeting a direction and rapidly accelerating, crashing down!

Deep within the Earth, King Si transformed into a streak of green light, frantically burrowing through the soil. He had no specific target; his only goal was to get as far away as possible, as far away from that baldy as possible.

"Thank goodness for that silly dog drawing the baldy's attention, otherwise this old ox would've been done for today!" Green Ox said proudly, when suddenly, he felt something was off.

The ground around them suddenly began to tremble, and soon after, the soil and rocks everywhere cracked open...

King Zhu realized something bad was about to happen and exclaimed in alarm, "Not good!"

However, before he could accelerate, the land exploded with a loud bang right around him, spanning dozens of miles.

The violent force blasted deep into the earth, and the backwash sent all the soil and stones flying into the sky!

King Zhu was sent flying upwards...

"If I can't escape, then it's time to fight!" King Zhu roared as he propelled himself skyward with all his might!

Mid-air, King Zhu bellowed as the phantom of a blue ox materialized behind him, his vital energy ran wild, activating a tremendously formidable power within him!

Just then, a ray of blue light was about to explode from his head!

At that moment, a large hand suddenly appeared, grabbed King Zhu by the throat and gently squeezed!

The aura, energy fluctuations, and lights around King Zhu vanished in an instant...

Boom...

The soil and rocks in the sky fell, filling the sky with dust, covering the sun.

Zhu Ganglie quickly used his Divine Skills to blow away the dust.

In the distance, the ground now had a bottomless pit with a stone pillar in the center. On the pillar, a bald man stood, grabbing a minotaur by the neck with one hand!

Seeing this, the ferocious Howling Celestial Dog, whose ears drooped and whose legs went weak at that moment, trembled as he muttered, "Too fierce..."

Then, the Howling Celestial Dog turned to Wujing and shouted, "Big beard, what are you staring at? The pot has tipped over! Aren't you going to prop it up? Hurry up and boil the water! If you delay stewing your master, can you afford the consequences? Forget it, I'll do it myself!"

Before Wujing could react, the Howling Celestial Dog had already ignited the fire, straightened the pot, and poured a pot of water into it, then sat down inside, sprinkling in a handful of green onions, chili peppers, and star anise, even taking care to tell Wujing, "I've eaten quite a bit recently, got quite fat, no need to add oil, it'll all become oily once stewed."

Then he quietly and obediently sat still without moving a muscle.

Meanwhile, Tang Sanzang came back, carrying King Zhu and casually tossed him into the pot.

Seeing that King Zhu hadn't been crushed to death but was only knocked unconscious, the Howling Celestial Dog was even more astonished.

He was well aware of King Zhu's terrifying power!

Even if Yang Jian faced King Zhu without using powerful treasures, Yang Jian would not have an easy time. Even just a moment ago, the burst of blue light from the blue ox made him wary; he had the illusion that if the blue ox went all out, even Yang Jian might not be his match.

Clearly, the blue ox had always been playing the fool to catch the wise, feigning weakness, giving him the false impression that he could compete with the blue ox in strength.

Think about it, King Zhu had lived since the ancient times; even if he were useless, he wouldn't be weak after all these years.

Besides, he had managed to hold his ground in that ancient era of chaos, filled with powerful figures and geniuses like rain, even becoming the right-hand man of the two great prodigies of that era, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun—how could his talents be poor?

Later, he followed the Taishang Laojun as his mount, and listened to the teachings at the Purple Cloud Palace under the Saint...

With such treatment and talent, this ox couldn't help but be powerful!

Yet now, such an ox was knocked unconscious with a mere flick...

Thinking about it made the Howling Celestial Dog tremble.

At that moment, the bald man walked over to Baima, caressed the newly grown tail hair, and asked, "Who did you just call bald?"