At the summit of Spirit Mountain.
Zhu Bajie swaggered and cursed Demon Lord Chonglou to his face.
You horned, hairy beast!
He had clearly learned the essence of Primordial Heavenly Venerate.
It didn't matter whether it was true—just let the insults fly!
"Third Senior Brother, you're really something!"
"Demon Lord Chonglou is a Peak Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Even our Monkey Brother might not be able to beat him. Now that you've insulted him, won't you make him spit up three pounds of blood...?"
As the best little expert at rubbing salt in the wound, Sha Heshang hurriedly piled on with another round of sarcastic mockery aimed at Demon Lord Chonglou.
His tone was flippant, his expression disdainful!
He was just short of climbing all over Demon Lord Chonglou and defecating on his head!
"My grandmaster has the makings of someone who'll attain the Primordial Great Dao. As the sole third-generation disciple of the Human Teachings, can't I act arrogant and show off a little?"
"Like I always say, back in the day, your Old Pig had his hands in his pockets and never met a worthy opponent!"
Zhu Bajie gripped Shang Bao Qin Jin Pa tightly, lifted his chin, straightened his back, and spoke loudly.
His Dao Sound echoed through heaven and earth.
Only Demon Lord Chonglou's expression grew darker and darker.
"You've gone too far! I had no interest in dealing with you, but how dare ants vie with the bright moon? I'll show mercy and send you all down Yellow Springs Road!"
"Devil stirs the Nine Heavens, reaching deep into the Nine Abysses."
"Die!"
Demon Lord Chonglou burned with rage and abruptly spread his hands.
Behind him, countless purple fireballs appeared out of thin air, radiating a dense, pure aura of the Devil Dao.
Earth, Fire,