All the magic treasures are smashed? Zhunti: Wukong, why aren't you coming in?

Jieyin was stunned!

Completely stunned!

Especially seeing Sect Leader Tongtian's serious expression, Jieyin felt an urge to burst into tears.

What a disaster!!

Why did he ever think of offending this guy back then?

And now?

This guy, who doesn't let up when he has the advantage, is actually so arrogant and overbearing, relying on his superior numbers?

"Boom!!!"

Before Jieyin could recover from his shock, the impatient Sect Leader Tongtian raised his hand and unleashed the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation.

Following a loud "boom," Spirit Mountain, which had only recently been rebuilt, collapsed once more.

"Jieyin, are you ready? I'm coming for you!"

"You? You?!"

Jieyin trembled with anger. Forgetting whether he could win or not, he swung the Green Lotus Treasure Banner and charged forward to fight.

"Good move!!"

Seeing this, Journey to the West Tongtian didn't hesitate to unleash the Four Immortal Slaying Swords. Sword energy, carrying dozens of law chains, directly slammed into Jieyin's Green Lotus Treasure Banner.

"Rumble!!"

"Crack!"

The Green Lotus Treasure Banner, which had been with Jieyin since birth and had served him with great merit, shattered under the attack of two supreme killing treasures.

"This, this... this is impossible?!"

Relying on his Saint Body's resilience, Daoist Jieyin endured the subsequent damage and stared blankly at the fragments of the magic treasure in his hand.

Shattered?

His Green Lotus Treasure Banner had been shattered by someone?

Is this right?

Even if Tongtian wielded the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, at most it could only break through the Green Lotus Treasure Banner's barrier.

How could it possibly shatter the magic treasure itself?

Unless...

Wait!

Daoist Jieyin suddenly looked up at Journey to the West Tongtian, then turned to look at Sect Leader Tongtian beside him, and couldn't help but exclaim in shock:

"How, how is this possible? You actually managed to replicate the Four Immortal Slaying Swords?!"

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Having learned from the previous incident where his Six Souls Banner was confiscated, Sect Leader Tongtian didn't dare to show off this time. With a straight face and steady heart, he babbled, "Replicate an Innate Supreme Treasure? How could you even think of that! What? You're not skilled enough, so you're blaming the magic treasure now?"

"You, you're talking nonsense!!!"

Daoist Jieyin's face turned red with anger. He was certain that the two sets of Four Immortal Slaying Swords in Sect Leader Tongtian's hands were real. Otherwise, there was no way to explain how his Green Lotus Treasure Banner was shattered.

But listening to Sect Leader Tongtian's retort, Jieyin hesitated for a moment.

After all, Innate Supreme Treasures were unlike other Merit Supreme Treasures, Destiny Supreme Treasures, or even Post-Natal Supreme Treasures, which could be replicated with enough effort.

Innate Supreme Treasures were formed in the primordial era and could not be imitated or forged in the post-natal world.

So...

"What are you standing around for?"

"Continue!"

Before Jieyin could figure anything out, Sect Leader Tongtian, who had just shattered his Innate Supreme Treasure, rubbed his hands together impatiently.

"I heard your Western lands are 'vast and rich,' so I believe you have many good things! Hurry up and bring them all out!"

"You, you scoundrel!!"

Daoist Jieyin, who was still heartbroken over his Green Lotus Treasure Banner, became furious at these words. He quickly sent a message to Zhunti, who had gone somewhere unknown: Our home is in danger, come quickly!

Spirit Platform Square Inch Mountain, Three Stars Cave, Ever since Tang Sanzang and Guanyin were shattered by Sect Leader Tongtian's palm, Sun Wukong, with his golden fillet removed, had become idle.

He had originally planned to visit the old man who had given him peaches back then.

But when he arrived, all that greeted him was a scene of devastation and a newly erected grave.

He didn't find out until he called out to the local Land Deity.

Not long after he left, those bandits Tang Sanzang had let go turned back and slaughtered the old man's entire family.

"Mercy? Go to hell!"

"That bald donkey is so troublesome!"

Growing more and more enraged, Sun Wukong returned to Flower Fruit Mountain and enjoyed himself for a while before taking his Cloud Somersault directly towards his master's sect.

He wanted to go back and learn more skills.

Putting aside other things, the scene of the old man slapping Guanyin to death back then had left quite an impact on him.

After all, in his eyes, Guanyin's abilities were already invincible.

However, when Sun Wukong finally arrived at the location of his master's sect after traversing mountains and crossing ridges, he discovered he couldn't find it anymore?

"Strange, so strange!"

Standing at the entrance of the former Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave, Sun Wukong scratched his head in confusion. Had he remembered incorrectly?

That shouldn't be it!

He might have misremembered other things, but how could he possibly forget after kneeling there for so long to become a disciple?

While lost in thought, Sun Wukong's gaze suddenly sharpened. It seemed someone was hiding in the shadows, secretly watching him?

"Who?!"

Sun Wukong summoned the Golden Cudgel from his ear, his eyes scanning his surroundings vigilantly, his voice filled with suppressed rage.

"What divine being dares to play tricks in front of this old grandson? Believe it or not, I'll send you to see the King of Hell with one blow?!"

"Heh heh..."

Following a chuckle that seemed to come from near and far, a somewhat familiar mountain gate suddenly appeared before Sun Wukong.

"This is?!"

Staring at the mountain gate he had gazed upon for over a decade, Sun Wukong became agitated. "Master? Master, is that you? Master?!"

"You monkey, come in already!"

Zhunti, who had transformed into Patriarch Bodhi, sat cross-legged on the spotless cushion in the main hall, a kind smile on his face as always.

"Master?!"

Sun Wukong, hopping and skipping into the cave, saw him and his eyes welled up. With a 'thump,' he rushed forward and knelt before him.

"Master, how have you been all these years?"

"Alas~!"

Zhunti sighed with feigned helplessness upon hearing this, gesturing to the side. "Wukong, do you notice anything amiss here?"

"Amiss?"

Sun Wukong froze, then looked around. "Master, where are my senior brothers?"

"Dead!"

The smile on Zhunti's face vanished, his tone filled with sadness. "Those old geezers from the Eastern Heavenly Court fought dirty, going against all decency to attack their juniors."

"I wasn't careful, and they... they all perished!"

"What?!"

Sun Wukong shot up five feet into the air. His monkey face was filled with shock and a hint of suspicion.

"Master, where were my senior brothers? Why would they clash with the Heavenly Court?"

"This... it's a long story!"

Zhunti clearly hadn't expected Sun Wukong to ask this. However, remembering that Tang Sanzang was likely nearby when he was killed, he chuckled wryly and shook his head.

"You escorted Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West before. Did you encounter any tribulations along the way?"

"Sigh, don't even mention it!!"

Zhunti had intended to open up the conversation and lead into the matter of Tang Sanzang's death.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong, forgetting about his fellow disciples' deaths, began to complain with a resentful expression.

Things like misplaced kindness, causing trouble for no reason, bullying others with authority, and having a cruel heart