"Trash, be gone!" roared the Black Sand Demon King, waving his hand and instantly a fierce sandstorm erupted. Crying out in pain, the White Bone Demon was swept away like a piece of white cloth by the sandstorm, flung out of the great hall in a tragic sight. "Black Sand Demon King, your subordinate had good intentions. There’s no need to blame her, right?" Jiang Ziya said with a smile, stroking his beard. The Black Sand Demon King pondered for a moment, then said gravely, "Is that Sun Wukong really that strong?" Jiang Ziya replied with all seriousness, "Black Sand Demon King, if Sun Wukong were not strong, why would I come to form an alliance with you? In the past, he caused Big Chaos in Heaven, and a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals could not subdue him. Many divine beings were defeated by him. You must not take him lightly!" Jiang Ziya continued, "Black Sand Demon King, are you aware of the Heavenly Court’s Judicial Celestial Gods?" "I know! The Heavenly Court has four great Judicial Celestial Gods—Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, Nezha, and Ao Bing—and each one is extraordinary. Even in the Northern Continent, there are legends about them." "Sun Wukong is now also a Judicial Celestial God, on par with them." The Black Sand Demon King’s pupils shrank; Sun Wukong was actually on equal footing with Yang Jiao and Yang Jian? Although the Black Sand Demon King had never crossed hands with a Judicial Celestial God, he could infer their approximate strength from some of the Judicial Celestial Gods’ enforcement achievements—it wasn’t just any ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal, and there were even tales of Daluo Golden Immortals and Fierce Beasts being captured by them. The Black Sand Demon King admitted to himself that he was no match for a Judicial Celestial God, and couldn’t help but feel the urge to retreat. While capturing Jin Chanzi was very tempting, it was also important to cherish his own life. "Black Sand Demon King, that’s why you need the help of a humble daoist like me." The Black Sand Demon King’s heart stirred, and he asked, "Sect Leader Jiang, together, can we really deal with Sun Wukong?" Jiang Ziya shook his head repeatedly and said, "Demon King, you overestimate me. I am but a common Golden Immortal; how could I have the strength to join forces with the Demon King against the Great Sage Equalling Heaven?" "Then how do you plan to help me?" "Demon King, although I’m not strong, my sect is impressive, and I can provide you with external assistance." Jiang Ziya extended his hand, and a small porcelain bottle appeared in his palm. The Black Sand Demon King frowned and asked, "Elixirs?" "The Blast God Pill from my Chan Sect, which can double the user’s strength in a short amount of time." The Black Sand Demon King asked cautiously, "If this elixir is so good, why don’t you take it yourself?" Jiang Ziya replied regretfully, "I had already taken it when I attempted to rob Tang Sanzang. Even with my strength doubled, I was no match for Sun Wukong. It’s infuriating and exasperating." With a wave of his hand, Jiang Ziya sent the bottle flying towards the Black Sand Demon King, where it hovered in front of him. The Black Sand Demon King grasped the bottle in his hand, still skeptical he said, "How do I know whether what you’ve put inside is an elixir or poison?" Jiang Ziya paused slightly, obviously not expecting him to ask such a question, and then laughed heartily, "If the Demon King has doubts, give the elixir back to me, and I will seek cooperation with other Demon Kings. All I want is Jin Chanzi, as for you, Black Sand Demon King, what benefit is it to me to scheme against you? Having no grudges and no grievances with you, why would I unnecessarily create karma with the Demon Clan? I come from the Chan Sect, and those inheritances and Magic Treasures you possess—to be blunt—I entirely disregard them." "Hmph~" A flash of annoyance crossed the Black Sand Demon King’s eyes. Although Jiang Ziya’s belittlement angered him, deep down he felt that his words made sense. Seeing the look in the Black Sand Demon King’s eyes, Jiang Ziya showed a hint of contempt for taking advantage, but his face remained full of smiles as he said, "The Demon Clan really has fallen on hard times, to even lack such courage. Fortune comes with risk, opportunity within danger. The Demon Clan once fought against Heaven and Earth, but now, they are so laughable as to be afraid of a mere pill!" The Black Sand Demon King snatched the bottle, his face flushed with burning anger, and he gritted his teeth, "Courage? What my Demon Clan lacks the least is courage. The Demon Clan might be desolate, but the spirit of my Demon Clan is forever proud and unyielding, and the hot blood of my Demon Clan forever boils, daring to risk demon lives against the lofty Heaven." "Haha～Good, that’s the Demon Clan I know." Two days later, at White Tiger Mountain, it was clear skies in the morning, but by noon a strong wind suddenly arose, bending the great trees and rolling stones. On the horse carriage, Tang Sanzang stuck out his head and shouted against the strong wind, "Wukong, the wind is strong now, let’s find a sheltered place to hide for a while!" Sun Wukong suddenly stood up on the horse carriage and called out sternly, "This wind is strange." Tang Sanzang immediately became delighted and said excitedly, "Wukong, is it the demon coming? Bajie, Wu Jing, get ready quickly, we must not let him escape this time." The fierce wind abruptly lessened, and a group of demons appeared silently in front of them, led by none other than the Black Sand Demon King and Jiang Ziya. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑~𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖾~𝖓𝖊𝖙 Tang Sanzang exclaimed in shock, "Jiang Ziya, you... how are you here?" Subconsciously shrinking his neck, the shadow Jiang Ziya brought surged once again in his heart. To actually use a cauldron to cook a poor monk! Utterly detestable. The Black Sand Demon King brandished a thin knife in his hand and hehehe ominously laughed twice, saying, "Jin Chanzi, you’re mine." Jiang Ziya also stroked his beard with a chuckle and said, "Tang Sanzang, let’s see where you can run to this time." Sun Wukong’s gaze was immediately drawn to the Black Sand Demon King, feeling the aura of a strong opponent. This adversary seemed interesting, and he felt an eager anticipation within his heart. A good opponent is hard to find! Sun Wukong leaped up from the top of the carriage in an instant and swung his staff towards the Black Sand Demon King, shouting, "Take a taste of old Sun’s staff first!" Before the Jingu Bang even reached him, the Black Sand Demon King suddenly exploded into a cloud of black sand, shooting straight up. "Where do you think you’re going?" Sun Wukong chased after him, following right behind the Black Sand Demon King. The two clashed thunderously in the sky, turning it dark with rolling clouds and swirling dust, making it impossible to see their figures. A Immortal Sword appeared in Jiang Ziya’s hand, and he called for battle, shouting, "Marshal Tianpeng, come and fight!" Marshal Tianpeng immediately flew out, clang-clang-clang-clang, Zhu Bajie and Jiang Ziya fought to a standstill. Lastly, Sha Wujing also started a fierce battle with the White Bone Lady, the sounds of their skirmish joining into a chorus. Several hundred little monsters fixed their gaze on Tang Sanzang within the horse carriage. Tang Sanzang swallowed nervously, breaking into a smile and putting his hands together, saying, "Namo Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha says, all beings are inherently good, we should love and aid one another." The leader of the little monsters, holding a bone knife, pointed at Tang Sanzang and barked, "Catch him for me." "Wu hu~" Immediately, two little monsters charged out, rushing excitedly towards Tang Sanzang. "Ah~" Tang Sanzang screamed, quickly ducking into the horse carriage and yanking the curtain shut. Just as the two little monsters reached the vicinity of the carriage, boom~ a powerful aura burst forth from within, drawing the nature’s spiritual energy to form a ripple that spread out. The two little monsters were immediately sent flying backward while flailing their arms, crashing into two large trees and sliding down to the ground. The leader of the little monsters’ expression tightened, feeling a vague unease in his heart. Could it be that Tang Sanzang had reinforcements? Whoosh~ The curtain was lifted, and a bare-chested Tang Sanzang stepped out from inside the horse carriage, muscular and bronze-colored with a presence full of power as he pressed his hands together in prayer. Muscle-bound Tang Sanzang leaped down from the carriage and shouted, "Impudent evil creatures, even before me, you dare to act rashly, Namo Amitabha Buddha~~" The leader of the little monsters loudly ordered, "He’s just a mere mortal, attack together, kill him." A group of little monsters chanted the slogan and charged at Tang Sanzang. Tang Sanzang stomped his foot, and with the rebounding force, he shot out like a cannonball, emerging from among the group of little monsters. Every punch and kick unleashed tremendous power, and with Jin Chanzi’s combat experience activated, he slaughtered the little monsters, sending them scattering like fallen petals and flowing water.