Great Demon Sun Wukong

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(Author's note: Writing up to this point, the updates have actually been quite unstable, intermittent, and I, Sanzang, feel that my own state hasn't been very good. So often, there's little motivation to update, and I don't know how many people are reading. Here, Sanzang hopes that friends who like this book will join Sanzang's fan group to communicate more and give me more motivation!

Group number: 214501643. Journey to the West——The Legend of Sanzang)

Sun Wukong was sent flying by a blow from Emperor Huang's battle axe, and in the instant he was knocked back, he managed a half turn, flicking his wrist, and his Jingu Bang shot towards Emperor Huang's forehead like an arrow. Owing to the close proximity, Emperor Huang, even with his speed, couldn't dodge in time and was forced to raise one arm to shield his forehead.

Confident in his current armorized state, Emperor Huang believed he could block Sun Wukong's hasty strike.

Just as Emperor Huang raised an arm to cover his eyes, Sun Wukong's fingers suddenly fluttered like a butterfly threading flowers. With the waving of his fingers, strands of pale golden threads shot from Sun Wukong's fingertips and intertwined in the air to form a large net.

No sooner had the net formed than it fell over Emperor Huang, just as Sun Wukong was rapidly retreating, thus catching Emperor Huang who had just blocked the Jingu Bang aimed at his forehead.

Since his eyes were covered, Emperor Huang had not seen the pale golden net. By the time he felt something odd over him, it was too late, and he was carried away by Sun Wukong's golden net.

Emperor Huang was now in quite a sorry state. Although Sun Wukong had been flung away by an axe, at the last moment he managed to use the Jingu Bang to shield his back, so the injury wasn't severe. It was just that Emperor Huang's strength was so great that Sun Wukong couldn't withstand it, causing the Jingu Bang to slam hard into his own back.

However, such pain was nothing to the firmly resolved Sun Wukong, which is why he could deploy the golden net in the midst of being thrown. And this move turned out to be quite successful.

After flying a hundred yards, the force gradually subsided—this was because Sun Wukong's golden net was dragging Emperor Huang. If Sun Wukong had been alone, it was hard to say how much further he would have been thrown.

He did a flip in midair, landing steadily on the ground. Turning to look behind at Emperor Huang caught in his net, Sun Wukong couldn't help but let out a sneaky laugh.

With a summoning gesture, the Jingu Bang flew into his hand. Carrying the pillar-like Jingu Bang, Sun Wukong walked up to Emperor Huang with a wicked smile. By then, Emperor Huang's body was entangled by countless golden threads.

Despite his immense strength and constant struggling, what frustrated Emperor Huang was that each time he broke some golden threads, they would quickly multiply and intertwine again.

By the time Sun Wukong reached him, Emperor Huang was completely wrapped in golden threads, resembling a gold figure. Emperor Huang, who had previously struggled fiercely, now found even moving a finger extremely difficult.

"Hehe, who would've thought these golden threads would be so handy, far better than any Immortal Binding Rope or Dazzling Spirit Rope. You're called Emperor Huang, right? Hehe, now let's give you a taste of being beaten."

No sooner had he spoken than Sun Wukong started swinging the Jingu Bang down hard upon the trussed-up Emperor Huang on the ground. And while thrashing him, Sun Wukong shouted, "That's for trying to look like me, for hacking at me with your big axe, for throwing boulders at me! You think you can grow big, huh? Keep growing! A monkey bigger than me? I'm going to beat you into a pig's head!"

No one expected that Emperor Huang, who had the upper hand, would be trapped in an instant by some seemingly insignificant golden threads, ending up battered on the ground by Sun Wukong. One wrong move led to another. However, Sun Wukong's golden net was indeed tricky; even the armored Emperor Huang could not break free all at once and ended up more entangled due to his struggles.

Eventually, Sun Wukong seemed to have vented all his anger and tossed the Jingu Bang aside, then sat down on the ground, gasping for air.

With a rip through the void with his hands, the golden threads wrapped around Emperor Huang were torn apart as if by a pair of hands endowed with the Five Elements yet incredibly powerful. Exposed beneath was Emperor Huang, lying on the ground, wailing nonstop.

By then, Emperor Huang's armor had disappeared, the massive battle axe gone as well, but the Jingu Bang used earlier now lay beside Emperor Huang.

Sun Wukong, looking at Emperor Huang's Jingu Bang, was pensive.

After a while, Sun Wukong seemed to have rested enough and cheered as he returned to his original size. Yet his own armor had vanished. Sun Wukong didn't mind and reached up into the sky, pulling down a beam of white light that enveloped him. When the light faded, a suit of golden battle armor appeared on Sun Wukong.

Hefting the Jingu Bang, Sun Wukong approached the enormous head of Emperor Huang, who was still sprawled on the ground. Without a word, Sun Wukong swung the Jingu Bang at Emperor Huang's head with a thud.

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Suddenly, Emperor Huang, who had been lying on the ground, let out a roar of anger, "Who? Who dares to disturb my sleep?"

Observing the bewildered Emperor Huang, Sun Wukong couldn't help feeling both annoyed and amused. He took the Jingu Bang and poked Emperor Huang hard with it again.

"Are you not done, kid? Hurry up and change back. Watch out, or I might whack you again."

When Emperor Huang heard Sun Wukong's voice, he froze for a moment, and then, just as Sun Wukong had said, he slowly changed back to Sun Wukong's size. However, his appearance was not the same as Sun Wukong's.

Emperor Huang returned to his true form, naked, but like Sun Wukong, he gestured towards the sky, pulling down a beam of white light that landed on him and turned into a set of earthy yellow armor.

"Are you still using that old trick? Don't you feel ashamed using such petty magic like Armor Transformation from the Clouds?"

Emperor Huang adjusted his Armor and gave Sun Wukong a glance before disdainfully saying, "And you have the nerve to talk? Aren't you doing the same thing?"

After speaking, Emperor Huang suddenly fixed his gaze on Sun Wukong, who was also staring intensely back at him. In the next moment, the two of them embraced each other tightly.

"Brother Monkey, it really is you. You're even stronger than before."

"You rascal, not bad yourself. I thought you were dead, but it turns out you've become the guardian of this island. You've gotten stronger too since the last time."

At that moment, Emperor Huang slightly shook his head and if a stranger had seen him, they would have noticed that his pair of ears had transformed into three pairs, making six ears in total.

It turned out that this Earthly Spirit Monkey, Emperor Huang, was actually the Six-Eared Macaque from back in the day!

In the past, when Sun Wukong and his disciples were on their journey to obtain scriptures, the Six-Eared Macaque was instigated by Tathagata to transform into Sun Wukong's likeness, giving him and his disciples a hard time.

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After a while, the two separated and Sun Wukong gave the Six-Eared Macaque a heavy punch on the chest.

The Six-Eared Macaque also returned the favor with a silly smile on his face. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked Sun Wukong, "Brother Monkey, did you recognize me a long time ago?"

Sun Wukong suddenly acted coy and said, "Yeah, I noticed it when you transformed. But I pretended not to, just to give you a good beating."

"Ah! Damn monkey, you're playing with me!"

"Hahaha, haha"

The entire Illusory Demon Island echoed with the hearty laughter of Sun Wukong.