Great Demon Sun Wukong

Watching the blood-red tiger eyeing them hungrily, Sun Wukong took the initiative. With a reach of his right hand, a Star Drill chain flew directly from the palm of his hand, coiling towards a blood-colored tiger that was closest to the group. Although these tigers had the cultivation of only Eight Patterns to Nine Patterns Supreme, being in the Blood Mist, it was anyone's guess whether they might have some strength bonus or special means of attack. It was undoubtedly the safest choice to first test them with the Spatial Chains transformed from the Seal Heavenly Stamp.

When the diamond lock chain wrapped around one of the tigers, it passed directly through the tiger's body as if the tiger before them was merely an illusion. Wukong was about to try again when Ye Zi stopped him and said, "Don't bother trying anymore, it's no use. These are Blood Spirits formed from the condensation of the Blood Mist, without a physical form. Direct physical attacks are ineffective. Only by using powerful spells to completely destroy them in one go can you succeed; otherwise, even if injured, they will quickly recover by absorbing the energy of the Blood Mist."

Having heard Ye Zi's words, Sun Wukong withdrew the diamond chain and was about to call upon the Five Elements Power within him to launch a spell attack when Ming Tiekuang suddenly said, "Great Saint, let me do it. To deal with these mere Blood Spirits, there's no need for the Great Saint to make a move!" After saying that, Ming Tiekuang's hands began to move, not very fast, but at a steady pace, drawing a certain pattern in front of him. However, the pattern didn't show, so it was impossible to distinguish it.

Then Ming Tiekuang let out a low shout and pushed his palms fiercely. Instantly, a dark cyan radiance burst forth, splitting into twenty equally sized lights that crashed towards the twenty blood-colored tigers. After that, a faint cyan glow appeared on Ming Tiekuang's body and his body began to shake rhythmically at a very fast pace. As his body pulsed, one blood-colored tiger after another outside the Dragon Emperor's Golden Light Protective Shield began to perish completely, turning into a very thin mist of blood. Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Curious, Sun Wukong activated his Heaven and Earth Fire Eyes and was immediately astonished by what he saw. With the usage of the Heaven and Earth Fire Eyes, Wukong saw that Ming Tiekuang was vibrating violently because he was moving at an inconceivably fast speed. And his movement trajectory was quite peculiar, as if he was moving quickly to the side of a blood-colored tiger, attacking it once, and then returning inside the shield; then, he would flash out again to the same tiger and attack once more before returning to the shield.

Wukong had never seen such an attack method before, striking once and then returning to the original spot, only to strike again. It seemed like a waste of effort. Moreover, Wukong noticed that Ming Tiekuang's attacks had a pattern: he only attacked each blood-colored tiger three times before switching targets, and after his three attacks, the tiger would turn into a wisp of mist and disappear. Sixty attacks against twenty tigers, and he had done it all in just over two breaths' time.

Of course, at their level, unleashing hundreds or thousands of attacks in a single breath if truly competing for speed wasn't an issue at all. However, those sixty attacks from Ming Tiekuang included his travel between his standing position and the twenty blood-colored tigers. To Ye Zi, it appeared as if Ming Tiekuang just shook his body a bit and then those tigers vanished.

Two breaths later, all the blood-colored tigers had disappeared, and Ming Tiekuang respectfully said to Sun Wukong, "Great Saint, we can proceed now!" Such terrifying speed in movement and attack within that short period, yet afterward his breathing didn't show the slightest change. Sun Wukong truly felt it was time to reassess Ming Tiekuang's strength. Perhaps if Ming Tiekuang went all out, even he would not be his match, right? After all, in the martial world, nothing beats speed; when someone's speed reaches an extreme, all techniques and defenses become utterly useless against them.

Perhaps, in Ming Tiekuang's eyes just now, both Sun Wukong and the blood-colored tigers were motionless. Now that the blood-colored tigers had been eradicated, Sun Wukong nodded slightly, indicating they should continue on their way. A clear surprise flashed in the Dragon Emperor's eyes, but he didn't say much and instead turned around and proceeded towards the mountain peak.

Actually, Sun Wukong had intended to fly straight to the mountain peak, but the Dragon Emperor informed him that above five hundred meters of Blood Mist Mountain, there was a naturally occurring maze formation, which made it nearly impossible even for him to fly up. So it was safer to walk up honestly. Yet, in Sun Wukong's mind, another thought emerged: what if he could get Wu Ming to join them? Then, when the final battle came, could they lure the Underworld God Army or the Allied Forces of the Myriad Demons to Blood Mist Mountain?

With such unique terrain, wouldn't it be a waste not to make use of it? Moreover, the forest Ye Zi was in before was even the Dragon Emperor's Dragon Valley—couldn't that be utilized as well? If successful, just the tens of thousands of the Dragon Race inside the Dragon Valley would be enough to give the Underworld God Army a hard time, not to mention being able to control those other Ferocious Beasts. No wonder the little monkey wanted to subdue these four great Ferocious Beasts with him. With them, plus the monkey's own army of Ferocious Beasts, Sun Wukong was filled with confidence for the final battle.

After another half an hour, the group had arrived at a rather spacious and flat stone platform that seemed to be halfway up the mountain. During this half an hour, they had encountered three waves of blood-colored Ferocious Beast attacks. However, without exception, they were all taken care of by Ming Tiekuang. It was not until then that Sun Wukong felt that having a minion wasn't too bad—at least a lot of things didn't need to be done by himself. Seeing the Dragon Emperor stop on this stone platform, Sun Wukong and the others thought he was going to rest, especially since the pale golden protective shield seemed quite draining of Spiritual Power.

However, the Dragon Emperor didn't wait for everyone to rest before he suddenly said, "Prepare for battle. This is Wu Ming's lair. I will deal with Wu Ming; you take care of his minions." The Dragon Emperor hardly spoke along the way, but whenever he did, something was bound to happen. Although the nearby area didn't seem at all like any lair, if the Dragon Emperor said so, then there must be a reason for his judgment.

Without hesitation, Sun Wukong immediately entered the Chaos Giant Transformation state and summoned the World Suppressing Stele. He then shaped a suit of Armor out of three thousand loess around his body. Then, under Ye Zi's envious gaze, Sun Wukong also shaped a suit of Armor for both Ye Zi and Ming Tiekuang. However, the Dragon Emperor waved his hand to stop Sun Wukong's attempt to make a suit of Armor for him too. Joking aside, as a Golden Holy Dragon, his Scale Armor was his strongest defense.

Once everyone was ready, the Dragon Emperor gave a signal to prepare, and just as Sun Wukong and the other two held their breath and vigilantly watched to see where Wu Ming would appear, the Dragon Emperor suddenly roared to the sky, "Wu Ming, come out to me, or I'll collapse Blood Mist Mountain." The Dragon Emperor's voice was surprisingly loud, and it also contained the deep fluctuations of his Spiritual Power. Caught off-guard, the three of them were all startled.

Watching the rocks and stones rolling down the mountain from the Dragon Emperor's shout, the three of them couldn't help but feel speechless. Was the Dragon Emperor too much of a character? Now, Sun Wukong seemed to think that the reason the Dragon Emperor led them to this mid-mountain position was not to find Wu Ming, but because it was the best place to destroy Blood Mist Mountain.

After waiting for about three breaths, the Dragon Emperor sensed that there was no movement around and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, the Dragon Emperor emitted a dragon chant to the sky, then his body's Golden Light exploded, and his right arm transformed into a three-meter-long Dragon Arm, with five golden, one-meter-long, sharp Dragon Claws shining with dazzling and blinding golden light.

Without any hesitation, the Dragon Emperor slammed down with his palm. This strike came so suddenly and with such strong Attack Power, it truly seemed as if it was going to shatter Blood Mist Mountain in one blow.

Just as the Dragon Emperor's palm was about to hit the ground, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out, "Dragon Lord, Dragon Lord, stop!"