I Want to See the Demon Lord!

Everything proceeded smoothly according to plan. The scripture-seeking party encountered Gold Horn, Silver Horn, and Green Mountain Patriarch.

Green Mountain Patriarch had originally intended to exchange a few pleasantries and drop some hints.

To his surprise, the scripture-seeking party charged forward without a word—everyone except Sha Wujing.

Each of them radiated murderous intent, leaving Green Mountain Patriarch and the others stunned. Who exactly were the demons here, them or us?

But on second thought, the other side really did seem to consist mostly of demons.

The demon monkey Sun Wukong—obviously a demon.

The former Marshal Tianpeng, now the pig demon Bajie—a demon!

The former Curtain-Rolling General had also descended to the mortal realm and become a demon.

White Bone Spirit—a demon!

There were only two humans in the entire party—the reincarnation of Golden Cicada and another mortal.

The scripture-seeking party was practically a demon squad.

No wonder they were pawns cultivated by the Great Heavenly Demon.

If they were going to fight, then they would fight. Green Mountain Patriarch and the others had originally planned to prove their worth through battle. Since the other side had struck first, they naturally did not hesitate.

"Sun Wukong, I'm calling your name. Do you dare answer?" Gold Horn King shouted at Sun Wu, holding the Purple-Gold Red Gourd.

"Your grandpa is called Sun Wu now!"

Sun Wu thought, You little brat can't even get my name right, and you expect me to answer? He swung his staff down at once.

"Why didn't it work?" Gold Horn King froze, raising his treasured sword to block.

The immense force transmitted through the staff made him unable to hold onto his sword, and it flew from his hand.

But that did not matter. Gold Horn King rapidly retreated, forming a hand seal. Chilling sword light flashed