Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

Mortal cultivators, when they reached the Returning Void Realm, they had already become great cultivators, and ascending beyond that meant shedding the mortal body to achieve the Path of Heavenly Immortal.

Yet, in a battle between a great cultivator at the Returning Void Realm and a Demon King, how could a little guy from the Meridian Unblocking Realm dare to intervene?

However, Jiang Liu not only intervened but also played a role. The healing effects of the Guanyin Mantra combined with the potions quickly healed a large portion of Master Fanhai's injuries.

Even the demon Qi gathering in the mouth of the Blood Tiger King dissipated due to the control skill of Silencing Zen, a scene that left everyone speechless.

Daoji and Gaoyang couldn't believe it. Although they all knew Jiang Liu possessed extraordinary abilities, they hadn't expected that his skills would help in a fight between the Demon King and a great cultivator of the Returning Void Realm.

Master Fanhai was also stunned. As the one who truly experienced the healing effects of the Guanyin Mantra and drank the healing potion, he clearly felt his injuries significantly recover.

This almost world-altering supernatural power, unbelievably wielded by someone from Meridian Unblocking Realm, could this be the foundation of the disciple with twelve Scar of Precepts?

The Blood Tiger King also acutely felt the effect of the skill, Silencing Zen. While shocked at heart, he also began to speculate about Jiang Liu's identity, his ferocious eyes briefly scanning the Vidyaraja Crown on Jiang Liu's head, brimming with killing intent.

If this child was indeed the disciple of the much-talked-about bearer of twelve scars, then killing him would indeed be hugely profitable.

If even the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva was killed, how would the people of the Great Buddha Temple explain it to their Buddha? Snaring such a fellow as a funeral companion would mean a big gain for himself!

Once the identity of Jiang Liu became clear, the Blood Tiger King, originally aiming only to involve Master Fanhai in a mutual downfall, switched his target to Jiang Liu, then lunged at him with a mighty leap.

Since the control effect of Silencing Zen prevented the usage of demon Qi, the physical strength alone of the Demon King, even just the strength of flesh and blood, was immensely powerful.

"Xuanzang, be careful!" Seeing the Blood Tiger King's movements, Master Fanhai screamed out in alarm and quickly rushed over to rescue.

The might of the Demon King was earth-shattering; despite the inability to manipulate demon Qi, facing the gaping maw of the Demon King, Jiang Liu couldn't dodge and could only watch as the enormous mouth approached his face…

Even with the defense of the Vidyaraja Crown and the exemption of the Vajra Mantra, Jiang Liu knew very well that it was impossible for him to withstand a strike from the Demon King.

With a bang, the one-armed Master Fanhai, at the very brink of disaster, collided harshly with the Tiger King, both rolling into a tangled heap.

In this mission to subdue demons and eliminate evil, Master Fanhai knew his primary goal was to protect his disciple Xuanzang.

Now, as the Blood Tiger King resolutely sought to pull Xuanzang down with him, having no way out, Master Fanhai had no choice but to fight desperately against the demon.

Both the great cultivator from the Returning Void Realm and the Demon King were injured, fiercely battling each other. For a while, the earth shook and the sky trembled, making it impossible even for the Demon Marshal to approach.

Although the effect of Silencing Zen was strong, it lasted only two seconds after all.

Shush!

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Liu took a deep breath, wanting to help, but a spell directly turned into Buddhist chains, tying up around Jiang Liu, restraining his movements.

"Daoji! I'm giving you a mission, take Xuanzang away from Foutu Mountain! Leave immediately!"

Though his health bar was fuller than that of the Blood Tiger King due to the healing effects, in terms of strength, Blood Tiger King was superior to Master Fanhai. As they battled desperately, the one-armed Master Fanhai was still no match.

"Brother! Let's go!" Biting his teeth, Daoji also clearly understood the situation at hand; he immediately hoisted up Jiang Liu bound with Buddhist chains and turned to flee down Foutu Mountain.

Without a word, Gaoyang followed closely, continuously whipping his long whip and shooting flying daggers to clear the path for Jiang Liu. Not seeking to kill enemies but only to escape, they gradually broke out of the encirclement.

Carrying Jiang Liu swiftly down the mountain, it took nearly half an hour for them to rush from the middle of the mountain to the base. The small demons intercepting them were almost nowhere to be seen; both Daoji and Gaoyang bore many wounds on their bodies, looking extremely wretched.

At the foot of the mountain, the Buddhist Mantra Seal that had been binding Jiang Liu dissipated, finally granting him his freedom.

"Brother, Uncle Master Fanhai risked his life to help both of us escape; you mustn't go back," said Daoji anxiously as he stepped in front of Jiang Liu, who remained silent, staring towards Foutu Mountain, his demeanor one of resolute obstruction.

Daoji, standing before Jiang Liu, was dressed in tattered monk robes, with a long scratch across his face and blood stains covering his visage; even his health bar was only a fraction of what it once was.

Jiang Liu sighed internally, cast a Guanyin Mantra for Daoji, and then slowly turned around to pay his respects toward Foutu Mountain.

Though he was stopped by Saint Monk Longhai from leaving the monastic life after the Incense Offering Ceremony, Saint Monk Longhai hadn't used force to keep him, and during his days in the Great Buddha Temple, he had indeed received much care.

Today, Master Fanhai had desperately protected his safety. Jiang Liu engraved this kindness and guilt deeply in his heart, feeling both moved and guilty.

"Ah, Jiang Liu, you're hurt..." said Gaoyang worriedly, taking out a silk handkerchief to dress Jiang Liu's wounds.

It turned out that a long gash was exposed on Jian Liu's chest through his torn monk robes, as if a piece of flesh from his chest was missing, causing Gaoyang immense heartache.

Only now, as he relaxed, did Jiang Liu notice the severe pain in his chest. It must have been from when he was bitten by the Blood Tiger King. Although Master Fanhai had knocked the Blood Tiger King away at the critical moment, its sharp fangs had still left a wound on his body.

"Gaoyang, your injuries are not light either," Jiang Liu said as he watched her attentively wrapping his wounds, seeing that she too was covered in scars, he felt a pang in his heart, and took out two bottles of healing potion, downing one himself and handing one to Gaoyang.

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Leaving aside what was happening at the foot of the mountain, at the top of Foutu Mountain lay a field of corpses. The war between demons and humans was also drawing to an end.

Two Divine Transformation Realm cultivators from Dragon Tiger Mountain and Heavenly Master Hall struck together, causing Demon Marshal Shuangxue to scream in agony. Hit by a Dharma Treasure, he fell directly off the cliff of Foutu Mountain.

Standing at the cliff's edge, the two cultivators watched as Demon Marshal Shuangxue fell heavily injured and decided not to pursue further.

On the other side, the fierce battle between Blood Tiger King and Master Fanhai had reached its final phase; both the tiger and the man were at their last gasp.

Finally, despite his thigh being smashed by Master Fanhai's Buddhist Treasure, breaking his leg bone, the Blood Tiger King's powerful claw struck heavily on Master Fanhai's head, caving it in completely, and naturally, he was killed instantly.

Heaving heavily...

After killing Master Fanhai, the Blood Tiger King morphed back into an elderly human form, hobbling around and scanning his surroundings. A trace of blood remained at the corner of his mouth—the residue of the bite he had inflicted on Jiang Liu earlier.

With Master Fanhai dead and the Blood Tiger King still alive, even though it was evident he was on his last legs, practically burnt out, he remained a living Demon King, causing the remaining human cultivators to flee in terror.

Weak and exhausted, the Blood Tiger King watched the few remaining humans flee. As other demons pursued them, there was no need for him to exert himself any further.

However, as the battle was nearly over, a Demon General approached the Blood Tiger King and, seeing his human form, exclaimed, "Great King, you—you've grown much younger!".

At this, the Blood Tiger King looked down at himself—in his human form, the age spots that had once marred his skin had vanished, and his previously loose and wrinkled skin had tightened.

Feeling his body's condition more carefully, he was suffused with vitality and no longer felt the imminence of old age, seemingly so.

"How is this possible? Why have I become young again?", sensing his own drastic change, Blood Tiger King was surprised but mostly bewildered.

If he had to say he had eaten anything recently, it seemed... he had recently torn off a piece of flesh from that young monk who seemed to carry the scar of twelve fragrances? Could it be... the young monk's flesh had the effect of granting eternal youth? "I remember old bald Fanhai had him bound and sent away, shouting his dharma name. It was… Xuanzang!"