The Myriad Devils Token Appears, and All the Demons Submit

Sun Wukong pondered this in his mind. At the same time, Sun Wukong gaze was fixed on the pitch-black token in the Black-Clad Devil Lord's hand, and a deep sense of doubt and fear rose in his heart.

The Black-Clad Devil Lord sneered, "Little monkey, I advise you to obediently submit to me and stop fighting like a cornered beast. You are absolutely no match for me!"

"Hmph, not bad. Although my physical body is relatively strong, it's still far inferior to this old ghost's. However, it probably won't be so easy for him to catch me!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and said.

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he wielded his Jingu Bang once more, and a golden shadow of the cudgel slashed down from the void, directly striking the Black-Clad Devil Lord.

Seeing this, the Black-Clad Devil Lord narrowed his eyes. The Myriad Devils Token in his hand emitted a strange fluctuation, and a demonic shadow shot out from the demonic energy, directly transforming into a demonic spear, which fiercely stabbed at the golden staff shadow, trying to break through the golden staff shadow and pierce through Sun Wukong's body.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the demonic spear was knocked away by the golden staff shadow. Golden electric snakes continuously coiled around the demonic spear, making a crackling sound.

The demonic spear was blasted dozens of feet away before coming to a stop in mid-air, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface.

The demonic spear trembled violently in the air, then shattered completely. Fine cracks spread from the spears, and in the blink of an eye, they all turned into dust and scattered into the void.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha's expressions turned extremely ugly.

"This guy actually shattered the demonic spear; his strength is simply too overwhelming."

Zhu Bajie exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmph, this is just an ordinary demonic weapon. In the hands of a demonic weapon like mine, it's nothing but trash. A little bit of spiritual power is enough to destroy it."

The Black-Clad Devil Lord spoke coldly, his tone filled with disdain and contempt.

"Hmph, no matter what level of demonic weapon you are, you must hand it over today, or you won't leave alive!"

Sun Wukong's expression was indifferent as he spoke in a cold voice, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Hahaha, I told you, you ants will never be a match for me!"

The Black-Clad Devil Lord burst into maniacal laughter, and streams of black mist surged forth. Behind him, countless demonic shadows materialized, each one baring its fangs and claws, utterly ferocious. With a flash, he charged towards Sun Wukong once more.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong, holding his Jingu Bang, swung it fiercely at the Black-Clad Devil Lord.

The Black-Clad Devil Lord was not idle either. He raised his long sword, and a black sword light flashed, followed by a Sword-Ray that whistled out and fiercely stabbed towards Sun Wukong.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out, and the black Sword-Ray was shattered into pieces the instant it touched the Jingu Bang, dissipating into the void.

"Huh? This... this... how is this possible?"

Upon witnessing this scene, a deep sense of shock appeared in the eyes of the Black-Clad Devil Lord. His mouth was slightly agape, and he appeared completely dumbfounded.

In that exchange just now, he used all his strength. He believed that with his current power, he could defeat even an Immortal Sovereign- level expert, let alone deal with a mere little monkey demon like Sun Wukong.

However, his attack was easily countered by Sun Wukong. Doesn't that mean Sun Wukong is much stronger than him?

This... this is absolutely unbelievable!

Sun Wukong sneered, and with a sudden swing of his Jingu Bang, he attacked the Black-Clad Devil Lord once more.

"Hmph, little monkey, don't think you can be arrogant in front of me just because you have some strength. Today, I'll show you just how vast the gap between your strength and mine truly is!"

The Black-Clad Devil Lord roared, and his longsword began to dance once more. Black sword shadows constantly materialized, transforming into long black dragons that charged towards Sun Wukong.

With deafening roars, the two figures clashed fiercely. Sun Wukong's staff techniques were sharp, each move carrying a powerful aura, shattering all the black dragons.

The Black-Clad Devil Lord's cultivation was a notch above Sun Wukong's, and his strength was not weak either. Under his attacks, although Sun Wukong had the upper hand, he was unable to defeat the Black-Clad Devil Lord.

"Hmph, little monkey, I admit I underestimated you. Did you really think your skills could hurt me? I think today I'll show you the difference in strength between us!"

The Black-Clad Devil Lord roared, his fists flailing as he relentlessly struck Sun Wukong's staff. Countless black fist shadows pounded against the staff, producing deafening booms.

Under the Black-Clad Devil Lord's attacks, Sun Wukong's staff continuously emitted deafening roars, and Sun Wukong's face turned pale and then ashen.

"You damned bastard, I'll tear you to pieces!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. He felt his life force rapidly draining away; if the fight continued like this, he would surely be defeated, and all the demons would be in danger.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, and the Jingu Bang in his hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light. He swung it fiercely, and the Jingu Bang swept towards the Black-Clad Devil Lord with a whooshing sound.

"Clang!"

A metallic clang rang out, and the Black-Clad Devil Lord swayed slightly, managing to withstand the attack of the Jingu Bang.

"As expected of Divine Artifact, this strike didn't even send me flying. But it's completely useless!"

The Black-Clad Devil Lord sneered. He reached out his right hand, grasped the end of the Jingu Bang, and pulled it back into his grasp. Then, he brandished his longsword, and streaks of black Sword-Ray flew out rapidly, sweeping towards Sun Wukong.

"Hmph, a mere trick!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, and his Jingu Bang swung rapidly, transforming into a huge golden bowl that absorbed all the black Sword-Ray, preventing the Black-Clad Devil Lord from attacking him again.

"Clang clang clang..."