The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

As the statue continued to shatter, the golden light in the air became brighter and brighter, covering the entire Wuji Kingdom in an instant.

After an unknown amount of time, when the last ray of golden light dispersed, not a single statue of the god existed in the entire city.

Lord Datian in the center looked lonely. It was obvious that the attack just now was too powerful for Lord Datian.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and the figure of the Great Heavenly Venerable trembled suddenly, and then a trace of flush appeared on his face.

"Wow!" He spat out a large amount of golden blood, and the spiritual power of Lord Datian instantly decreased a lot.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found that the body of Lord Datian had become illusory.

Sun Wukong watched this scene quietly. At this time, he couldn't help but frown slightly and murmured in a low voice: "Clone?"

Doesn't it mean that the Lord Datian in front of him is a clone of himself. Although his cultivation level is not obvious, what is certain is that the other person's true body must be in the quasi-sage realm.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong raised his eyes and looked at Venerable Cihang. Seeing the indifferent expression on his face, it was obvious that he had known about this for a long time.

I am afraid that Venerable Cihang is well aware of all the affairs in this Wuji Kingdom.

Venerable Datian's figure gradually became illusory. Looking at Venerable Cihang in the sky, he slowly said: "I have recorded the battle today. I will definitely fight if I have the opportunity in the future!"

As if he felt that he was about to disappear, after saying a harsh word, Lord Datian's face was full of provocation.

Upon hearing this, Venerable Cihang sneered and said, "I won't have to wait that long. I will go back to you now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Cihang waved his hand, and a large amount of golden light gathered, and a long sword instantly condensed in mid-air, hitting Venerable Datian between his eyebrows.

The next second, the face of Lord Datian changed dramatically, but it was already too late.

I saw the lightsaber instantly piercing the forehead of Lord Mahatma's clone, and then I saw Lord Mahatma tremble all over, a bit of golden light bloomed from the center of my eyebrows, and in an instant, a powerful spiritual power spread out.

Venerable Cihang actually took advantage of the disappearance of Venerable Datian's clone and killed it with one sword?

At this time, Sun Wukong was speechless in his heart, and he also sighed a little.

There were rumors in the Dragon Palace about how powerful Venerable Cihang was, but I only had a vague impression of it. After seeing it with my own eyes today, I suddenly felt that I had underestimated this person back then.

Even if the quasi-sages in the Dragon Palace are not famous, they cannot be compared to the quasi-sages outside.

Venerable Cihang killed the clone of Venerable Datian with one sword, and then his eyes fell on Sun Wukong.

Without saying a word, Venerable Cihang dispersed his lightsaber and stepped out to the prayer platform.

Xuanzang took a step forward, bowed to Venerable Cihang, and said, "I have met the Venerable."

Venerable Cihang nodded slightly, and his eyes immediately fell on Master Yunbo.

"Yunbo, do you know you were wrong?"

In a word, Master Yunbo knelt down on the ground with a face full of astonishment, and his expression gradually became depressed.

"Disciple knows his mistake..."

"Yunbo, you are greedy and believe in the words of Lord Datian. In the past few years, through this national conference, you have accumulated a lot of faith for the Western Sect."

"You knew the rules of my Dragon Palace, but you still do it like this. Where does that put your own practice?"

Venerable Cihang looked at Yun Bo coldly. When he saw that the other party lowered his head and said nothing, he continued: "The crime of death can be avoided and the crime of life cannot be escaped. From today on, you will go to walk in the netherworld, and you can only return to your place after going through the disaster."

Yun Bo trembled, lowered his head and said, "Disciple knows he was wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Cihang waved his hand, and a golden light enveloped the clouds, and then disappeared.

After doing all this, Venerable Cihang raised his head and looked at Sun Wukong.

"This disaster is one after another. You still have one thing to do."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "His Majesty ordered."

"The king of Wuji Kingdom is imprisoned in the netherworld by the Great Heavenly Lord. It is as difficult as reincarnation. You need to rescue him so that this disaster can be completely ended."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded immediately, indicating that he knew what to do next.

Venerable Cihang nodded slightly, then turned around and dissipated into a ray of golden light.

Seeing Venerable Cihang leaving, Sun Wukong looked at Huang Tianlu and Yan Yuan behind him: "You two, protect the master, and I'll be back as soon as I can."

After saying that, he saw Sun Wukong volleying in the air, and a formation appeared in front of him. Sun Wukong stepped into it and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Just as the figure poked out from the other end of the formation, an extremely cold breath hit his face.

Having not been to this Netherworld for many years, it was still a bit difficult for Sun Wukong to adapt to it.

This place was originally a place where people who died in vain gathered, not to mention too much hatred, and even the Yin Qi was much stronger than other places.

Sun Wukong had just stabilized his body. Although he felt that there was a lot of yin energy around him, he was a little surprised that no resentful soul came to him.

Logically speaking, the resentful souls who died in vain have a deep obsession. They usually swarm when they encounter living creatures, but strangely there were no resentful souls rushing towards them today, which made Sun Wukong feel a little curious.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong began to use his Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes. After scanning the surroundings, his brows furrowed even more.

"This is?"

I saw that the surrounding area was completely empty, with not a single resentful soul present, as if it had just been swept away.

Sun Wukong was confused and murmured to himself: "Could it be that someone from the underworld has come?"

Just when Sun Wukong was confused, a ray of Yin Qi appeared out of thin air behind him, invisible and rising into the sky like mist.

Suddenly feeling a strong wave of power behind him, Sun Wukong suddenly turned his head and looked over, his eyes immediately falling on the Yin Qi.

After squinting for a long time, I found that the Yin Qi slowly began to take shape, gradually turning into a person as tall as a person.

Two blue lights lit up, like eyes, staring at Sun Wukong.

In just a moment, Sun Wukong immediately felt that there was a strange force around him, which instantly trapped Sun Wukong in place, unable to move.

Staring at the other party, Sun Wukong began to violently release his spiritual and demonic powers.

A vortex appeared out of thin air and enveloped Sun Wukong's entire body.

The sudden change made the mist tremble violently, and it remained unchanged for a long time, as if it was frightened.