187: Chapter 172 Baize Tips Off_2 187: Chapter 172 Baize Tips Off_2 Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, was nearly driven batty, his mode of address shifting constantly.

One moment he referred to himself as ‘I,’ the next as ‘We.’

“Your Majesty, shall we take action and teach Ao Run a lesson?”

The Earth War God tentatively asked.

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, turned around; he stared at the Earth War God and said coldly, “Are you all a bunch of pigs?

If Ao Run is someone you could all teach a lesson, why would I need to cooperate with him?

You have absolutely no idea how formidable the Dragon Clan is.”

The Earth War God also knelt down, yet in his heart, he was unconvinced of the Dragon Clan’s might.

At the very least, the outside world’s rumor was that the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas was extremely weak, any powerful demon immortal could bully them, not to mention these Five Extremes War Gods—famous generals in the Heavenly Court.

Seeing doubt and confusion written across the faces of the Five Extremes War Gods.

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, scoffed, inwardly cursing them as a bunch of fools.

Despite having said so much, they still didn’t understand, nor did they believe.

“Let’s go, we are returning to the Heavenly Palace.”

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, said with a cold face, preparing to return to the Heavenly Palace.

Since the purpose of coming here had failed, there was naturally no need to stay any longer.

The Sky War God and the Earth War God stood up; they guarded Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, by his left and right.

Just then, two powerful auras enveloped them, immediately causing everyone’s expressions to change.

Before Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, could react, he was bound by a spell.

With his strength, he naturally refused to sit still and await doom.

Mana surged around Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, and in an instant, he broke free from the spell.

“I am the Heavenly Emperor Gou Chen, the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Court; who dares to lift a hand against Us?”

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, shouted, his majesty impressive as his aura surged forward, pressing down towards what was in front of him.

He thought he had encountered those two foolish demons, although their strength was indeed a bit too powerful.

But what Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, did not expect was that as his aura enveloped them, what pressed back was even stronger, two powerful auras.

One of them even vaguely surpassed his own.

“This isn’t right.”

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, changed color, thinking of someone.

The Great Emperor Ziwei—in the entire Three Realms, only he had such strength, and only he had the leisure to strike at him.

“Ziwei, enough is enough, why strike at me?”

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, bellowed.

No sooner had his words faded than he was suppressed once again.

With a punch, the Great Emperor Ziwei smashed Gou Chen, the Great Emperor’s face, sending him flying.

Then, Sun Wukong pounced over, his body shrouded in an aura that obscured his true form.

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, paid him no mind; in his senses, this “person” was but a being at the Heavenly Venerate Realm and couldn’t possibly be his match.

Even if he simply stood there, protected by mana, the other party might not be able to move him.

Not every Heavenly Venerate is good at fighting, but every Great Heavenly Venerate is definitely a formidable person with astounding methods.

At that moment, a familiar staff appeared before Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, smashing towards him.

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, was bewildered, his heart filled with shock and anger, acutely aware of who his opponent was.

“Sun Wukong, you dare!”

He roared in anger, but still he was struck in the face by Sun Wukong’s staff, sent flying sideways.

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor’s motion stopped; his face bore a red mark from the staff, his eyes flashing with towering rage.

He had been careless, never anticipating that Ziwei had brought Sun Wukong, and the two of them were actually ganging up on him.

Either one of them, if singled out, could battle him.

Together, they could definitely suppress him.

Fortunately, Gou Chen did not sense any intent to kill from them; he guessed that the two probably just wanted to beat him up.

Even so, Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, felt humiliated.

He was a God of the Heavenly Court, one of the Four Heavenly Kings; who dared to insult him like this?

Regrettably, neither of the two in front of him would consider him worth a glance.

The Five Extremes War Gods rushed over, attempting to rescue their lord.

As a result, Sun Wukong swung his staff at them, directly sending them flying away.

This time, not intending to kill, Sun Wukong didn’t strike lethally.

Otherwise, with his current strength, a single staff blow could have exploded the Five Extremes War Gods.

Witnessing this scene, Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, was even more certain of the intentions of Sun Wukong and the Great Emperor Ziwei.

“Ziwei, you’re mad, to act so rebelliously, bringing people to attack your own brother.”

Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, thundered.

“Who is Ziwei?

You’ve mistaken the person,”

laughed the Great Emperor Ziwei, continuing to deploy immortal techniques, pinning down Gou Chen, the Great Emperor’s movements.

Sun Wukong, meanwhile, attacked, with Jingu Bang showering blows onto Gou Chen, the Great Emperor’s face.

Handicapped by the Great Emperor Ziwei, Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, couldn’t defend himself effectively nor dodge.

His face was hit seven or eight times by the staff, blood flowing profusely, his entire face swelling into a pig’s head.

“I reckon even Lord Doumu would fail to recognize you now,”

Sun Wukong remarked.

“Is that all there is?

Can’t you exert yourself a bit more?”

The Great Emperor Ziwei glanced at Sun Wukong with dissatisfaction, then took the lead, his fists pummeling Gou Chen, the Great Emperor’s face, forcing him to retreat continuously.

At this moment, Sun Wukong took over the Great Emperor Ziwei’s role and employed assembling skills to restrict Gou Chen, the Great Emperor’s ability to move.

Although Sun Wukong’s strength was not equal to the Great Emperor Ziwei’s—incapable of easily restraining Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, as thoroughly as Ziwei did—with the Great Emperor Ziwei’s formidable strength, he could beat his brother senseless with only a little disruption from Sun Wukong’s side.

In the end, Gou Chen, the Great Emperor, simply stopped resisting.

He knew well that neither held any intent to kill; they merely wanted to give him a thorough beating.