163: Chapter 159: Surrounding Wu Zhiji – 12 Updates 163: Chapter 159: Surrounding Wu Zhiji – 12 Updates “I had seen him when he was still at the peak of Celestial Immortal, a distance away from the Heavenly Venerate realm, but now he has stepped into that realm, he must have had some opportunity,” said Sun Wukong.

“In that case, let’s go take a look at the Huai River,” Yang Jian said with a smile.

As long as they were not facing an old demon from ancient times, their chances were even better.

With a fierce grin, Sun Wukong said, “Perfect, Old Sun was just looking to vent some steam, and Wu Zhiji has come knocking at our door, it’s like offering a pillow as one dozes off, Old Sun could almost love him for that!”

Seeing Sun Wukong so eager, Yang Jian and the others silently prayed for Wu Zhiji in their hearts.

Wu Zhiji was in for big trouble.

On the banks of the Huai River, the villagers sacrificed three kinds of domestic animals to Wu Zhiji, and at the same time, selected two children, a boy and a girl, to be placed by the river for Wu Zhiji to consume.

The Huai River surged powerfully, with waves more than a meter high.

The villagers were trembling with fear, worried that Wu Zhiji would unleash a great flood and drown both shores.

Only by sacrificing a pair of children, as well as three domestic animals every month, could peace and calm be maintained on both shores of the Huai River.

This was the scene Sun Wukong and his companions encountered upon arriving.

A blue aura flashed across Yang Jian’s face, anger shaking his heart.

Nezha was also stern, coldly saying, “Wu Zhiji brings about his own death, demanding sacrifices is one thing, but to consume children is too much.

Today, he must be killed no matter what.”

“Don’t worry, he won’t escape,” said Sun Wukong, his eyes flashing coldly.

He focused intently and soon located Wu Zhiji’s position.

Without another word, Sun Wukong charged down.

Amidst the astonished cries of the villagers on both banks, he thrust his Jingu Bang into the waters of the Huai River.

The river churned with towering waves rushing toward both shores.

But the Jingu Bang glowed, stabilizing the water and calming its momentum.

Wu Zhiji was preparing to consume the offered livestock and the two children when suddenly a staff smashed down upon him.

The tremendous mana made his heart skip a beat, but what frightened him even more was the familiar aura emanating from the staff.

Sun Wukong had actually come.

However, now that Wu Zhiji had also become a Heavenly Venerate, he did not flee immediately.

He dodged the Jingu Bang, burst out of the water, and glared coldly at Sun Wukong, shouting angrily, “Sun Wukong, have you lost your mind?

I haven’t provoked you, why are you troubling me?”

The villagers on both banks brightened at this.

The Great Sage Sect was also present in the Southern Continent.

They vaguely knew that the deity worshipped by the Great Sage Sect was called Sun Wukong.

Even if they were unaware of the Great Sage Sect, they had heard about Tang Sanzang’s Journey to the West.

Though thousands of years had passed, the reputation of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven still circulated in the world.

The villagers cheered, “The Great Sage has descended to subdue demons and eliminate devils for us!”

With a cold smirk, Sun Wukong raised his Jingu Bang to strike.

Wu Zhiji sneered, catching Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang with his iron staff.

It clanged loudly.

Wu Zhiji staggered back, his expression slightly changing.

“You’ve also become a Heavenly Venerate?” he said in shock.

Sun Wukong didn’t respond; even if he hadn’t become a Heavenly Venerate, he was still capable of killing Wu Zhiji.

He raised his Jingu Bang and continued the assault.

Wu Zhiji immediately parried, unwilling to believe that even as a Heavenly Venerate, he was no match for Sun Wukong.

The result was the same; he was repelled and sent rolling away.

Sun Wukong stood in the void, staring coldly at him and asked, “Is that all?”

Wu Zhiji’s face immediately turned ugly.

His gaze was uncertain, but by now he had almost confirmed that Sun Wukong had reached the Heavenly Venerate realm.

In such a case, he indeed was no match for Sun Wukong.

Realizing this, Wu Zhiji suddenly turned around, intending to flee.

If you can’t defeat them, fleeing is the most direct way to survive.

Sun Wukong did not even have the desire to stop him.

He saw Yang Jian and Nezha blocking the path ahead.

Clang.

The Three-pointed Double-edged Sword appeared out of thin air and slashed towards Wu Zhiji’s head.

Wu Zhiji’s complexion changed, and he raised his stick to fend off the attack.

Both were Heavenly Venerates, but he was no match for Yang Jian.

With just one strike, Wu Zhiji was forced backward, almost dropping the iron rod in his hand.

“Master Erlang Yang Jian.”

Wu Zhiji’s face drastically changed.

He finally understood why Sun Wukong did not chase him down; because Master Erlang Yang Jian was standing in the way.

Wu Zhiji rushed in another direction, trying to escape from there.

To his surprise, neither Master Erlang Yang Jian nor Sun Wukong followed him.

Wu Zhiji suddenly had a bad premonition.

Indeed, a Fire-point Spear pierced through from the void, aiming straight for his brow.

Wu Zhiji ducked his head, dodging the spear.

Before he could regain his senses, the Fire-point Spear came crashing down, striking him directly on the shoulder.

Wu Zhiji fell into the Huai River, his heart filled with joy, for once he entered the waters of the Huai River, they couldn’t touch him.

Escaping would then be easier.

Just as he was delighted, preparing to enter the water.

The surface of the water froze for tens of miles around, everything was encased in ice.

Thud.

Wu Zhiji’s head slammed against the ice, nearly knocking him unconscious.

Sun Wukong wore a mocking expression, as he had frozen the waters for tens of miles around; Wu Zhiji’s hope of escaping through Water Escape was naturally impossible.

The three surrounded Wu Zhiji in the center.

Wu Zhiji looked distressed.

He felt he had truly bad luck today; dealing with Sun Wukong was enough, but Yang Jian and Nezha had also arrived, what had he done to provoke them into joining forces against him?

Thinking this, Wu Zhiji, addressing Master Erlang, said, “True Lord, I believe I have not provoked the True Lord, have I?

Why then would the True Lord strike at me?”

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered with a cold light as he glared at Wu Zhiji and said coldly, “Wu Zhiji, you harm the common people, consuming boys and girls.

As the Exorcist Heavenly Venerate of the Purple Forbidden Enclosure in the Nine Heavens, it is naturally my duty to not tolerate such acts, otherwise I must subdue demons and eliminate devils.”

Wu Zhiji was astounded, only then learning of Yang Jian’s new position.

He cursed his luck inwardly, wishing he had resisted his cravings.

A moment of gluttony had brought about this deadly peril for himself.

“Heh, do you know something?

You harmed my brother’s subordinate and still dare to say you haven’t provoked him, tsk tsk, Wu Zhiji, have you become more senile with age?”

Wu Zhiji was slightly startled, he had harmed Yang Jian’s subordinate?

Thinking back to those who came to trouble him earlier, he suddenly realized.

With a look of disdain, Wu Zhiji said, “I thought the mighty Immortal Master Erlang was a man of integrity.

I didn’t expect you to be one who would avenge personal grievances.

Since that’s the case, make your move.

I would like to see if you can keep me here.

If I escape, when I return, I will surely slaughter all the people on both banks of this river.”

At these words, the faces of the people on both banks of the Huai River turned pale and they trembled, praying in their hearts that the immortals would capture this demon.