Tang Sanzang!
He buried Heaven, Earth, and all living beings!
In an instant, countless beings prostrated themselves, kneeling and bowing their heads.
All because!
The mere mention of Tang Sanzang's name filled them with fear, as if they were facing the cycle of death and rebirth. None of them wished to experience that terror a second time.
"Master, you're so arrogant!"
Sun Wukong sauntered up to Tang Sanzang with a cheeky grin and rubbed the back of his head. Only after feeling that familiar, silky smoothness did he scratch his head and ears, satisfied that the man before him really was his master.
"Don't go getting so handsy. Demon Buddha Zhunti and Demon Lord Jieyin are both watching. We Pilgrims may not be much to look at in terms of cultivation, but we still have to make a good impression."
As he spoke, Tang Sanzang pressed his palms together and bowed to all the Buddhas present.
When he faced Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp in particular, his face split into a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum. He was the very picture of tact and social grace.
"Think nothing of it, Sanzang."
"Now that the calamity at Yao Saint Mountain has passed, you Pilgrims should continue on to Mount Sumeru to seek the Devil Dao scriptures!"
Demon Buddha Zhunti spoke casually.
Only when the Journey to the West Tribulation came to an end would he be able to make his move.
And then, everyone from the Demon Sect who had taken part in the Journey to the West Tribulation would receive the blessings of vast Heavenly Dao Merit and Heavenly Dao Destiny. Would dealing with the Mystic Gate be anything difficult?
At that thought, Demon Buddha Zhunti could hardly wait. He was already rubbing his hands together in anticipation.
"Demon Buddha, your