Tang Sanzang and his disciples left Withered Pine Ravine. After traveling for only a few days, a strange sight suddenly appeared before them.
Steep mountains rose on both sides, while a great river ran through the middle straight toward a city. The city was shrouded in a faint black mist, giving off an eerie air even in broad daylight.
Most strangely, every person entering and leaving the city gates was a woman—not a single man was to be seen. Even the soldiers guarding the city were all women.
Zhu Bajie craned his neck to look and said to Tang Sanzang, "Master, could this be the Western Liang Women's Kingdom? Why is the yin energy so heavy? It's giving Old Pig goosebumps."
As he spoke, he did not forget to take out a garment from their luggage and drape it over Gao Cuilan's shoulders. He was truly the perfect husband.
Sun Wukong was carefully observing the scene when he could not help letting out a surprised sound. Then, wearing a puzzled expression, he said,
"This Western Liang Women's Kingdom truly is strange. It would be one thing if there were no men, but this black mist is neither demonic nor devilish. It seems more like an innate, naturally formed aura of extreme yin."
"Master, look at the soldiers patrolling the city walls. They are all living women, their vitality full and abundant, with no sign of being corrupted by evil energy."
Tang Sanzang sat upright on horseback, his brows slightly furrowed. The supreme-yang origin of Golden Cicada Child within him was faintly stirring, subtly resonating with the supreme-yin energy permeating the city.
A most peculiar sensation arose within him, both attraction and repulsion. At the same time, a strange feeling emerged in Tang Sanzang's heart, as though danger and opportunity both