"Ding! Congratulations, host, on drawing a six-star Monster Transformation Card: Nine-Spirit Primordial Sage!"
The scene before Jiang Chen's eyes returned to normal. Hearing the notification, he could hardly hide the delighted surprise on his face.
Holy crap!
A top-tier trump card?
Among the monsters openly encountered in Journey to the West, only a handful were contenders for the strongest demon king, and this one was definitely a leading candidate with the most votes.
His origins were extraordinary: the mount of Great Emperor Qinghua of the Eastern Pole, the first lion between heaven and earth. Even suanni were his disciples and their descendants...
A single roar reached the Three Pure Ones above and penetrated the Nine Netherworlds below. His abilities were unimaginably great.
He was not even interested in Tang Sanzang's flesh. He only attacked the scripture-fetching party because of his fiercely protective nature, after his adopted grandchild, the weapon-stealing Yellow Lion Spirit, was taken down.
Without wearing armor, he captured the monkey in a single encounter.
"Excellent. Taking out a Supreme Powerhouse or two with this card shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Could I go for a stroll through the Living Person Forbidden Zone later? Or should I go shake down the Dark Alliance's Headquarters first? Or help Old Wei take full control of the Netherworld..."
Jiang Chen rubbed his chin as many dangerous ideas flashed through his mind.
"All worth considering. I'll think it over properly when I get back. Tonight, I'll tear down these little water ghosts' nest first!"
He was a very flexible man.
Before he had enough confidence, he called him the River God. Once his confidence reached a certain level, weren't they just a bunch of little water ghosts?
Everyone around him froze.
They could not understand why Bureau Chief Jiang's entire bearing