"The mighty Erlang Manifesting Sage True Lord!" Maudgalyayana dodged Yang Jian's attack again, abruptly closing in before him. "Back then, you were the only man in the entire Heavenly Court who could subdue Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and King of All Monsters. But now? Just how much of a mess has your state of mind become?" he asked coldly.
"Monstrous monk! Stop spewing nonsense! Slaying evil fiends like you is precisely the duty of us Immortals!"
"Hahaha!" Maudgalyayana found an opening in Yang Jian's defense and struck his chest with a palm.
Yang Jian grunted several times and staggered back several steps.
"Yang Jian! If they truly considered you one of their own, why have they never set your mother free?! What exactly do they fear, keeping the Cloudflower Fairy hostage?" Maudgalyayana pressed toward Yang Jian again. "With your cultivation as a Great Power, killing the Jade Emperor, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, would be as easy as plucking something from your pocket. What are you afraid of?"
"I... I..." Yang Jian trembled slightly, unable to utter another word.
"With them throwing your mind into such turmoil, how could you ever become a Heavenly Venerable?" Maudgalyayana slowly extended a hand toward Erlang Shen. "Bring your suffering and join Extreme Darkness. Let the world feel our suffering."
Yang Jian froze, his gaze growing somewhat dazed.
Yes, Maudgalyayana was right.
What had he endured all this suffering for...?
He slowly reached out toward Maudgalyayana.
But just then, a sharp streak of Sword Qi flashed past.
Maudgalyayana's expression changed. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, but still failed to evade it in time, losing half his palm.
Yang Jian abruptly came to his senses and retreated several steps.
A one-armed youth from Japan stood nearby with a Demon Blade. It