Tang Monk looked at Black Mountain Demon King in Sun Wukong's grasp, a trace of pity appearing on his face. Pressing his palms together, he said softly, "Amitabha. Sun Wukong, Chu Yang, since we have already captured him, do not harm him. I hope he can turn over a new leaf, abandon evil, and embrace good."
"Master, you're simply too kind!" Sun Wukong curled his lip. "A wicked demon like this has committed countless evils and slaughtered living beings. He does not deserve sympathy at all! If we let him go, he will surely return to his evil ways and continue harming the mortal world. We might as well kill him now and eliminate future trouble!"
"Brother Monkey, Master is right," Chu Yang said softly. "Let's not kill him for now. We should first get information out of him, then decide what to do afterward. Besides, killing him would only alert the demons of Lion Camel Ridge sooner. What matters most now is leaving this place as quickly as possible and getting far away from Lion Camel Ridge."
Sun Wukong considered it, then nodded. "Fine, we'll do as you say! But if this wicked demon dares play any tricks, I, Old Sun, will not spare him!"
As he spoke, Sun Wukong threw Black Mountain Demon King to the ground and planted a foot on his chest. He shouted harshly, "You fiend, tell us honestly. Where are the Green Mane Lion Monster, Yellow Tusk Elephant Monster, and Golden Winged Great Peng now? And what arrangements have the imps of Lion Camel Ridge made? What other schemes are you plotting?"
Black Mountain Demon King lay sprawled on the ground, unable to breathe beneath Sun Wukong's foot. Yet he still refused to speak, glaring viciously at Sun Wukong. "Hmph. You want me to