The Demon King didn''t waste words and threw a punch directly at Sun Wukong!

    Sun Wukong calmly opened his arms to face the punch.

    But the Demon King''s fist stopped right in front of Sun Wukong...

    "Why don''t you fight back?" the Demon King asked.@@@@

    Sun Wukong replied, "How dare I fight back when Sister Six wants to hit me? I owe you one."

    "Do you think I won''t hit you just because you act like this?" The Demon King glared at Sun Wukong.

    Sun Wukong replied with a wry smile, "Anyway, let yourself hit me."

    The Demon King, fuming, landed a punch squarely on Sun Wukong''s face.

    Boom!

    Sun Wukong was sent flying like a cannonball...

    The Demon King caught up, grabbed Sun Wukong by the collar, and yelled, "Fight back!"

    Sun Wukong shook his head, "I can''t... Sister Six, go ahead, hit me until you feel better."

    The Demon King angrily said, "I want you to fight back, I want the world to understand that I, the Demon King, am not inferior to Sun Wukong!"

    Sun Wukong snapped his fingers and said, "Got it!"

    Then Sun Wukong took out a piece of paper and quickly scribbled lines of text before throwing it into the sky!

    The paper caught the wind and expanded, turning into a massive banner that could be seen clearly for hundreds of thousands of miles around!

    It read,

    "I, Sun Wukong, submit to the Demon King, admit my defeat, and am content to be the underling!"

    Seeing such a line of gilded letters twinkling with golden light in the sky...

    The Demon King was dumbfounded for a moment.

    She had imagined countless times finding this monkey and settling the score.

    She had even thought that the two might fight to the death, or she might die at the hands of this heartless monkey, but she never expected him to surrender so directly and without any concern for his face!

    The Demon King stared at Sun Wukong and asked, "Are you really Sun Wukong?"

    The Sun Wukong she remembered was stubborn as a mule, fearless of heaven and earth, a man who''d rather die than lose face.

    Beaten by the Green Lantern until he was weak in the hands and feet, the Six-Eared Macaque found it hard to even speak...

    Filled with rage yet helpless, he could only glance toward Sun Wukong.

    What made him even more despondent was seeing that damn monkey sitting in his spot, cracking sunflower seeds, watching the excitement.

    The Six-Eared Macaque couldn''t help but curse, "Sun..."

    Before the next word could leave his mouth, the Demon King had struck his forehead with the lantern, causing his head to spin and his soul to sway...

    "Damn it, if I can''t provoke you, can''t I at least run away?" With an inward curse, the Six-Eared Macaque turned tail and fled.

    No sooner had he started running than he heard the Demon King''s roar from behind, "Even using the Cloud Somersault, and you still say you''re not Sun Wukong? Take this!"

    "What the hell! There''s no explaining this!" The Six-Eared Macaque didn''t care anymore and ran off without a trace.

    The Demon King too chased after him, disappearing into the ends of the sky.

    With both of them gone, for a moment, kings like the Lion Camel King, the Flood Demon King, and others, as well as Tang Sanzang and his party, were all somewhat bewildered, exchanging glances, uncertain of how to proceed.

    After a long while...

    Sun Wukong stood up and said, "You guys, what exactly did you come here for? If it was really about Six Sister''s affair, you could have come to me anytime in those five hundred years, there was no need to wait till now. Besides, among brothers, did you really need to bring so many troops? Could it be that you..."

    At this point, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes.

    The Flood Demon King hurriedly said, "Sun Wukong, don''t think too much. We''re here just to have a talk with you and your disciples!"

    Upon hearing it was about him, Tang Sanzang got excited, looking up he asked, "Flood Demon, you want to have a chat with this monk? Why don''t we sit down and talk it out?"

    The bald man looked up at the Flood Demon King, but his eyes were slyly fixed on that big iron pot...

    The Flood Demon King had the intention of coming down for a talk, but seeing that expression, he immediately shook his head, "No, let''s just talk like this."

    Tang Sanzang replied, "How embarrassing..."

    The Flood Demon King laughed, "There''s nothing embarrassing about it. I think this is quite fine."

    Tang Sanzang''s smile gradually faded and a shadow of grimness emerged as he said, word by word, "But I don''t think it''s fine!"

    Tang Sanzang''s gaze grew fierce, terrifying pressure engulfing the space, spreading throughout the heavens in an instant!

    The four Demon Kings felt a terrible murderous intent enveloping them, as if, should the bald man wish it, they could be crushed at a mere gesture.

    In that moment, they realized the true terror of this bald man...

    Tang Sanzang spoke again, "I don''t like living beings standing over my head!"