Immediately afterward, the two of them grappled. Sun Wukong's strength was now enough to make Ye Chen take him seriously. After all, when a being who existed beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements went all out, his power was not to be underestimated. They fought for several rounds, until Ye Chen once again thrust his demonic spear into Sun Wukong's neck. Clang! Sun Wukong felt the scene before him suddenly blur. His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.
"Sleep for a while." The Demon Seed had no intention of killing Sun Wukong; he felt the monkey might still be of some use. Then he turned his gaze toward Tang Sanzang, who stood motionless in the distance.
"The people I hate most are you Buddhist followers." After saying this through gritted teeth, Ye Chen drifted over to Tang Sanzang.
"You're going to die today!"
Without another word, Ye Chen thrust his demonic spear mercilessly at Tang Sanzang.
Clink.
The demonic spear stopped just before it could touch Tang Sanzang's face.
Ye Chen took a closer look. A faint Buddha Light had formed around Tang Sanzang's body.
Nothing he did could break through that faint halo of light.
What was going on?
Ye Chen was utterly perplexed.
"You monk, it seems you have quite a background," he murmured.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, why do you hate Buddhist teachings so much?
"Put down the butcher's knife, and salvation awaits." Tang Sanzang remained remarkably composed. He brought his palms together and spoke calmly.
"Why? You want to know the reason? Then listen. Every race in the Three Realms has a reason to exist. Why did Tathagata decide with a single word to wipe out my entire Demon Clan?
"Have we ever done anything so wicked it