Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage-Chapter 64 - Encounter with a Demon on the Ancient

Wukong summoned the Heaven-Defying Taoist, gave him some instructions, and the Heaven-Defying Taoist cast a Dharma Decree to hide, waiting for an opportunity to strike a surprise attack from the shadows.

Wukong was no fool; although Emperor Gou Chen and Indra were Daluo Golden Immortals, unparalleled in strength, he himself possessed the Sun Shooting Divine Bow and Sun Shooting Divine Arrow to counter them, thus he was unafraid; the Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva was also of Daluo Golden Immortal level, and possessed an invincible physical body, yet in their previous encounter all he managed to do was knock him over a few times, unable to injure him fundamentally. As for the others like those from the Xuan Wu Clan and Vermilion Bird Clan, their mana was undoubtedly at the Daluo Golden Immortal level as well.

Heaven-Defying Taoist exclaimed in curious astonishment, “This Ancient Battlefield is vast and boundless; however, Green Emperor mentioned it’s filled with infinite danger. What kind of peril could it be?”

Wukong shook his head, saying, “I don’t know either.”

Heaven-Defying Taoist chuckled menacingly, “Heh heh, back then Tathagata also played well with his Miniature Buddha Kingdom.”

Wukong suddenly understood and sneered coldly, “Tathagata’s escape techniques might not be impressive, but his cultivation level was extremely high, and he employed the Miniature Buddha Kingdom quite skillfully, building a world upon his palm. Laozi once said a somersault carries us eighteen thousand miles, yet how come we cannot somersault out of his palm? He truly is extremely deceitful.”

Seeing Green Emperor’s abilities, Wukong finally comprehended something clear. He had lost greatly in the past when dueling Tathagata who used the Miniature Buddha Kingdom technique, creating a universe within his palm. Not to mention a somersault of eighteen thousand miles, even ninety-eight million miles wouldn’t carry him beyond Tathagata’s palm. How he regretted his narrow-minded past, lacking real understanding!

The two of them continued along, taking in the desolate sights of the Ancient Battlefield as they walked.

The terrain of the Ancient Battlefield was bleak, covered with scattered rocks, hills, and weeds, also vaguely stained with blood; the sky was oppressively gloomy, not at all clear, similarly tinged with a shade of blood. The heart-wrenching atmosphere here was enough to evoke a feeling of oppression and unease in anyone who beheld it.

Suddenly, the gray clouds in the sky churned and out burst a demon head.

This demon, with two bull horns and an all-black body, blood-red eyes, a broad gaping mouth, and armed with a steel trident, looked utterly vile.

“Roar!” With a loud roar, he lunged towards Wukong.

Wukong frowned and muttered, “A Taiyi Golden Immortal?”

Having said that, he already had the Buddha Beating Staff in hand and, casting a Dharma Decree, he soared into the air, performing his staff technique.

Although the demon exhibited profound mana, his close-combat skills were rather poor. He only used spells in combat, but Wukong, undaunted, shattered those spells with two swings of his staff, pressed forward and struck him squarely on the head!

The demon tried to block with his steel trident, but Wukong’s Buddha Beating Staff, forged from a Nine-Toothed Rake and Monk Tang’s staff and infused with Hongmeng Purple Qi and reforged countless times, could be considered one of the top-tier magical treasures, weighing ninety thousand kilograms. Upon contact, a “crack” was heard as the demon’s trident broke; one strike landed on his shoulder!

The demon howled in pain, struck from the sky and fell to the ground like a meteor, creating a massive crater upon impact.

Wukong, holding his staff, made a fierce sweeping motion towards that crater; a streak of golden light swept from the staff’s end into the crater, shooting up gold light, dirt, and shattered stones along with spatters of blood. On closer inspection, the demon was dead, his head exploded, leaving only a mangled body behind.

Wukong thought to himself, “This demon had high mana but weak combat ability. Perhaps he couldn’t even match a High Immortal.”

After killing the demon, Wukong felt a surge in the destiny above his head; unexpectedly, slaying this demon had helped augment his destiny.

Wukong descended into the crater, hoisting the staff to lift the demon’s mutilated corpse.

“What kind of creature was this demon, appearing in Green Emperor’s Emperor’s Path Ranking?” Wukong was immensely puzzled.

The Demon King looked truly terrifying and disgusting, making one feel uneasy at a glance. Wukong held his staff and toyed with it, feeling extremely curious. Such creatures did not exist in the Four Great Regions, not even in the Demon Abyss of the Northern Region… Although the people of the Northern Region’s Demon Abyss were called demons, they were still human, it was their hearts that had been demonized, not their bodies.

“The physical body of this thing is quite robust, ordinary Magical Treasures can hardly hurt them!” Wukong gently tapped the demon’s corpse with his Buddha Beating Staff, which actually made a slight ringing sound, similar to striking iron.

Wukong could not identify the origin of this creature and decided to ignore it further. He formed a fire-based Dharma Decree, and True Sunfire burst from his fingertips, incinerating the demon’s corpse. After it turned to ashes, he flicked his finger to scatter the ashes and then filled in the pit to cover any flaws.

Those listed on the Emperor’s Path Ranking were no vegetarians, and he was not eager to encounter anyone too soon.

Suddenly, the clouds above churned again, and another demon sprang forth.

However, this demon was much bigger than the previous one, taller, and possessed much deeper mana.

The demon cackled and said, “Insignificant creature, use your fresh blood to please this Demon King!”

Wukong stopped walking, spun his Buddha Beating Staff in his hands a couple of times, planted it on the ground, and asked, “What are you?”

The demon chuckled: “I haven’t drunk fresh blood in so long, come on, you insignificant thing.”

After saying that, a pair of flesh wings grew out of its back, and with a flap of its wings, it swooped towards Wukong.

Wukong furrowed his brow, gripped his Buddha Beating Staff, and went to meet the attack. The demon swept its steel fork in a wide arc, proving much tougher than the previous one—it not only had profound mana but also powerful combat abilities! Wukong met the attack with his staff, and they exchanged blows for seven to eight rounds, sparks flying.

The Buddha Beating Staff suddenly became thin and long, dodging the blockade of the steel fork and jabbing at the demon’s eyes.

Startled, the demon quickly retreated, but the Buddha Beating Staff suddenly enlarged, and a heavy strike sent him tumbling backwards, blood spattering everywhere.

The Buddha Beating Staff could change size at will, just like the Jingu Bang, making Wukong’s staff technique unpredictable and mysterious. Wukong did not pause and immediately followed up with another blow. With a resounding clang, like hitting iron, the demon was struck and flipped over, coughing up blood.

Wukong then delivered two more blows, beating the demon’s head until it was bloody and battered, unable to even beg for mercy.

“What are you?” Wukong stepped on the demon’s chest, pressing the staff against his forehead, his gaze ice cold, ready to crush his head at any moment.

“Heh heh, heh heh heh!” The demon only cackled and did not reply.

Wukong said, “Do you want to die?”

But the demon still just cackled without speaking.

Wukong slammed down with his staff, blowing the demon’s head along with the Primordial Spirit to pieces, then summoned the True Sunfire to burn the demon’s corpse.

“This demon wouldn’t speak even in death; could his origin hold some secret? Hey, this Ancient Battlefield seems not so simple!” Wukong thought to himself, deeply astonished.

After killing this demon, the air of fortune above his head condensed further, even more so than from the previous demon he had killed.

“This world within the Emperor’s Path Ranking was created by the Green Emperor; these demons did not come without reason, perhaps the Green Emperor confined them here with his mana. But what does this mean, is it just a test?” Wukong looked up at the sky, deep in thought.

The Heaven-Defying Taoist suddenly transmitted a message: “This place is called the Ancient Battlefield, and the secrets of the Ancient are boundless. It seems the Green Emperor might be using this method to tell the next Green Emperor what exactly happened during the Ancient Times.”

Hearing this, Wukong suddenly realized that it must be so. The Ancient Times were extremely mysterious; so many significant figures retreated, disappeared, or fell during that era. Perhaps the Green Emperor was trying to tell the next Green Emperor the story of the Ancient Times through this method. Could these demons be the reason? But these demons were too weak; a Taiyi Golden Immortal could kill them effortlessly, not to mention those nearly on the level of Sect Founders, who could crush them with a simple flick of a finger.

“There must be even fiercer demons, right? But where did these demons come from?” Wukong was immensely puzzled. However, he did not dwell on it much longer and continued deeper into the Ancient Battlefield with his staff raised.

The stele marked the boundary of the Ancient Battlefield. The Green Emperor had said that this battlefield contained dangers, a nine in ten chance of death, but also great opportunities! These great opportunities must certainly be coupled with great dangers, and they were not so easily obtained.

All thirty competitors of the Emperor’s Path Ranking entered the Ancient Battlefield established by the Green Emperor and encountered demons.

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Naturally, they all slew these demons.

After killing the demons, they moved deeper into the Ancient Battlefield.

The Great Might Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva brought his hands together and softly said, “Amitabha Buddha, are the great secrets of the Ancient Times hidden within this Ancient Battlefield? This is an era not even mentioned by the Saints, what exactly is concealed here?”