The Golden-Winged Eagle King Takes Action
"If you want to obtain the Sariputra, step over my corpse," Kongxiang, swallowing the Sariputra.
Dukong was prepared to perish together with Kong Xiang, and took a step forward to block Kongxiang's path.
"Snort!"
The Great King Thousand Feet snorted coldly, "This Fazhang originally did not wish to commit any more killings, but since you are so eager to die, then I will grant your wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, he uttered a Sanskrit chant. Xiao Wu had just taken out the Sariputra when he felt a splitting headache, and the Sariputra fell to the ground.
Dukong was in no better shape. Even though he was radiating Buddhist light, he was bleeding from all seven orifices and looked extremely pained.
From the sky, Chu Feng saw this scene and patted the Golden-Winged Eagle King on the shoulder. "Brother Eagle, it's up to you now."
"No problem."
After responding, the Golden-Winged Eagle King uttered a single word.
"Swastika!"
A loud shout, like the tolling of a bell, rang out, the chanting ceased, and everything returned to normal.
Inside the sedan chair, the Thousand-Foot Demon King's expression changed slightly. He glanced around but didn't see a single person. He subconsciously asked, "Since you've come, why don't you show yourself? What kind of master hides like this?"
I am not human.
As the Golden-Winged Eagle King spoke, he descended from the sky and appeared in front of Xiao Wu and Dukong.
The Thousand-Foot Demon King looked at the young man in the golden feather robe before him with a puzzled expression.
Although there are 100,000 Demon King Demon King in Myriad Demon Mountain, he has dealt with the vast majority of them.
The person in front of him gave him a sense of unfamiliarity. Although the other party was clearly a Demon Cultivator, there was not a trace of Yao Qi on him. Just standing there, he gave people the feeling of a Buddhist or Daoist master in the world.
Who are you?
"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to ask my name? I'll give you a chance to get lost."
The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked disdainful, completely disregarding the tiny Thousand-Foot King before him.
"Fellow Daoist, you speak with such arrogance. Don't think I don't know what you're planning. It's nothing more than that Sariputra. In that case, let's see who's truly capable!"
As he spoke, the Great King Thousand Feet flew out of the sedan chair and slapped the Golden-Winged Eagle King with his palm.
That seemingly ordinary palm strike transformed into a gigantic Buddha's palm.
Seeing this, the Golden-Winged Eagle King stood motionless, simply extending a finger and poking at the Buddha's palm.
The moment his fingertips touched the Buddha's palm, the Buddha's palm vanished without a trace.
Is that all you've got?
The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked at the Thousand-Foot Great Demon with a playful expression, his eyes filled with mockery.
Oh no, we've run into a tough opponent.
The Great King Thousand Feet was no fool; he knew his own strength. The fact that his opponent had so easily neutralized his attack meant that the opponent was at least a Half-Saint.
Escape!
After a fleeting thought, he transformed into a demon and flew towards the horizon.
The little demons who had been carrying the sedan chair saw that the Great King Thousand Feet had fled, and they all scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to stay for even a moment longer.
The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked at the hundreds-of-feet-long centipede demon in the sky and said with a smile, "So it's a worm that wants to transform into a dragon. Just what I wanted."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden-Winged Eagle King leaped into the air, revealing his demonic form, and suddenly opened his mouth.
The once hundreds-of-feet-long Great King Thousand Feet instantly transformed into a tiny insect, writhing incessantly in the sky while begging for mercy.
"Senior... please don't kill me, please don't kill me..."
After swallowing the Great King Thousand Feet, the Golden-Winged Eagle King transformed back into human form and let out a satisfied burp.
"Burp, this tastes really good."
Chu Feng smiled and said, "Wild ones definitely taste better than farmed ones."
Chen Qianqian tugged at Chu Feng's sleeve. "Master, I want to go see Xiao Wu Brother."
Let's go.
As Chu Feng spoke, he descended from the sky with Chen Qianqian, landing in front of Dukong and Xiao Wu.
Upon seeing the group land, Dukong quickly bowed and said, "Amitabha, this humble monk Dukong thanks you for your help, senior."
"It's alright. Xiao Wu and I have a predestined connection, so it's only right that I help."
Chu Feng said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Dukong breathed a sigh of relief. At first, he had indeed considered that the Demon Race Half-Saint in front of him was also there to snatch the Sariputra.
Looking at the unconscious Xiao Wu, Chen Qianqian asked with concern, "Master, will Xiao Wu be alright?"
"It's nothing, she just fainted."
As Chu Feng spoke, he gently pointed at Xiao Wu, Dao Light fell upon Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes and looked around in confusion.
When he saw a beautiful young woman looking at him with wide, concerned eyes, he was stunned and tentatively asked, "Did you save this humble monk, lady?"
"Xiao Wu, I'm the Big Sister."
Chen Qianqian said, sounding rather annoyed.
"Big Sister!"
Xiao Wu was naturally very familiar with Chen Qianqian's voice, so he stood up from the ground and looked at the girl in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.
"So this is what you look like, Big Sister! You're prettier than all those daughters of officials we've seen before."
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Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, Dukong instinctively wanted to yell at the kid.
But seeing how unusual their relationship was, he had no choice but to give up.
Chen Qianqian said with a stern face, "You Xiao Wu, even after you've become a monk, your mouth hasn't changed at all. I really don't know how that old monk Du'e taught you?"
Upon hearing this, Dukong subconsciously looked at Chu Feng and the other two. "Do you all know my junior brother?"
Chu Feng nodded slightly. "We've met once. I was one of the witnesses when the young monk Du'e took Xiao Wu as his disciple."
"I see."
Dukong asked, "Where does the benefactor intend to travel to on this journey?"
"South."
Chu Feng wasn't familiar with him, so naturally he wouldn't tell him his destination.
Dukong then realized his mistake. "Amitabha, this humble monk has spoken out of turn."
It's alright.
Chu Feng glanced at the tea stall not far away. "Let's go over and have a cup of tea first, let these two little ones catch up properly. This parting might be the last time we see each other."
"Please, senior."
Dukong wasn't in a hurry to travel; following these two seniors was the safest option.
Chen Qianqian was catching up with Xiao Wu on the side.
Several hours later, Chen Qianqian and Xiao Wu reluctantly parted ways.
Meanwhile, the five Nirvana Demon King, who were plundering treasures in the Namo Temple, also received news that the Great King Thousand Feet had been eaten by a Golden Wing Big Eagle.
"That's impossible! My elder brother is a top-tier being in the Nirvana Realm. How could he possibly be eaten by a Big Eagle?"
The Great King Long Arms was the first to stand up and loudly rebuke him.
Although the four Demon King standing to the side did not speak, they all had their own thoughts.
They were able to come together entirely because of the Great King Thousand Feet's matchmaking; without Great King Thousand Feet, it would only be a matter of time before they turned against each other.
The snake demon asked, "Describe the situation in more detail again."
"Promise."
The demons who carried the sedan chair for the Great King Thousand Feet vividly described the scene once again.
The five Demon King fell silent once again after hearing this...