The group continued westward.
Green mountains stretched endlessly, ancient trees towered into the sky.
Little White Dragon had transformed into a white horse, his hoofbeats crisp as he trod along the mountain path.
Xuanzang lay comfortably across the horse's back, one hand pillowing his head while the other swung idly. He looked so content, as though he were out on a leisurely outing.
"Hmm..."
He narrowed his eyes, recalling the upcoming plot of Journey to the West.
"This next trial... where was it again?"
He thought for a long while before his eyes suddenly lit up and he abruptly sat up.
"I remember!"
"Hengyang Ravine, Blackwater River!"
A meaningful smile curled across Xuanzang's lips.
"According to the original plot, this trial is just going through the motions!"
He quickly reviewed it in his mind. In Blackwater River lived a demon named Alligator Dragon.
This demon was skilled in water and cunningly vicious. He would disguise himself as a boatman and lure the Pilgrim into crossing the river.
Once they reached the middle of the river—
Capsize the boat!
Fall into the water!
Then sweep the lot of them up and capture them all!
However, Xuanzang smiled faintly, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes.
"This demon does have a pretty solid background."
"The son of the Jing River Dragon King... and the nephew of the West Sea Dragon King."
"Put bluntly, he has powerful backing."
And precisely because of that, in the original plot, Sun Wukong could not even be bothered to make a move.
On one hand, he held no advantage in a battle on water. On the other...
"Hit the little one, and the old one comes."
"Troublesome."
So he went straight to the West Sea Dragon King.
Then Mo Ang, the West Sea Crown Prince, made