Eight Hundred Li Lion Camel Ridge, Demonic Winds Rise in the Great City

The group spotted a solitary mountain peak in the distance. Three large characters were engraved upon it: Lion Camel Ridge.

Sect Master Tongtian froze slightly when he saw those three characters. He had not expected to arrive at the renowned Lion Camel Ridge so soon.

Situ Liang was a rather special existence throughout the entire Journey to the West.

This place was extremely close to Spirit Mountain, the headquarters of the Western Teachings' Lesser Vehicle sect. It could even be said to lie right at the foot of Spirit Mountain.

By rights, being so close to Spirit Mountain, it should have been a peaceful and gentle place. Yet the truth was precisely the opposite.

In the original Journey to the West, Lion Camel Ridge was an incomparably terrifying place. The three demon kings there treated human lives almost like child's play!

Bones littered the ground, and they poisoned the path to immortality.

Amitabha Buddha had always advertised himself as one who would Save All Sentient Beings, and he often spoke of equality among all living beings.

Yet at the foot of Spirit Mountain, a place this terrifying could actually exist. That alone proved that things were far from simple!

"I feel like evil energy is surging into the sky here. My whole body feels uncomfortable."

Marshal Tian Peng furrowed his brows deeply and stared vigilantly in every direction.

He had already slung the Nine-Toothed Rake over his shoulder. This was his habitual preparation whenever he was about to fight.

"Senior Disciple Brother, I think Second Senior Brother is right. Something really feels wrong here. It's as if some powerful monsters are living here."

General Juanlian chimed in from the side.

Only Little White Dragon was being squeezed by Tang Monk's backside as he was ridden. Since he was in horse