745: Bull Demon King

“A trap…?”

Yang Jian floated between the dim heavens and earth, gazing at the blood corpses below, and murmured.

“That’s right!”

“That little fat bald donkey has been stopping us from destroying the golden cymbal all this time. He must be afraid that the trap he set inside the golden cymbal will be destroyed!”

Nezha was very certain, and cursed, “Bald donkeys are never good! My golden exquisite father was created by the bald donkeys of Spirit Mountain! Li Jing used it to suppress me for thousands of years!”

“Nezha, hold back your Samadhi True Fire a bit, don’t hurt these monkeys.”

Yang Jian advised Nezha. He pondered for a moment, then said, “I don’t think this is a trap.”

After speaking, he turned to look at Qin Yang and asked, “Brother Qin, what do you think?”

Qin Yang nodded, “I also think so.”

Qin Yang said this not because he unconditionally trusted Maitreya.

It just didn’t make sense.

First, there was a certain element of chance in everyone entering the golden cymbal.

Maitreya might have anticipated the Law Emperor’s ethereal state, which could bring them into the golden cymbal.

But there was a prerequisite for this… the Law Emperor’s state had to be fixed.

Amir could reverse control luck, and even she herself wasn’t clear, so how could Maitreya be certain?

Even if they took a step back, Maitreya could be certain, and indeed had set a trap.

Then… were these blood corpses the so-called trap?

That’s ridiculous, right?

Was Maitreya trying to disgust him and Yang Jian to death or something?

With the combat power of these blood corpses, even Qin Chuan could probably handle them.

Not to mention threatening him and the two top enforcers of the Heavenly Court.

Qin Yang’s single “Illumination Art” could turn these blood corpses into ashes.

No matter how abstract Maitreya was, he wouldn't create such a spectacle.

However.

These blood corpses were indeed affected by something.

With Qin Yang’s True Dragon Qi Observation activated, there were no secrets in the world.

He saw a thick, viscous killing intent surging from a mountain stream not far away.

This killing intent was similar to what was on the blood corpses, and even with the naked eye, one could see the extremely distorted resentment and anger.

At this moment, Yang Jian was also gazing at the mountain stream.

The vertical pupil on his forehead burst with golden light, clearly having also noticed the anomaly.

Under the same doubt, Qin Yang and Yang Jian looked at each other simultaneously and immediately nodded in tacit understanding.

“Let’s go take a look over there.”

After both of them spoke at the same time, they flew towards the mountain stream, one after the other.

“Tsk…”

“These two are exactly alike, so pretentious.”

Nezha, who was left far behind, pouted, then quickly followed.

The Mount Huaguo territory was vast, but under the feet of the three great deities, it was like a landscape sandbox.

In just three breaths, they arrived above the mountain stream, one after the other.

The three looked down and simultaneously exclaimed in shock.

“Holy crap!”

“No way!”

“Bull Demon King!”

“Bull Demon King?”

Qin Yang suddenly looked at Nezha and Yang Jian, utterly incredulous.

In the mountain stream below, there was an incredibly massive skeleton.

At first glance, it looked like the ruins of a broken fortress.

The skeleton leaned against the mountain wall, motionless.

But countless bloody mud crawled and wriggled up its bones, like maggots clinging to bone.

This… was the Bull Demon King?

Qin Yang gasped.

The skull of the skeleton was indeed like the ox skulls he had seen, and the left horn was broken.

Judging by the cut, it seemed to have been smashed by some blunt object.

“Why… is the Bull Demon King here?”

“Also, when did he die?”

“Didn’t he convert to Buddhism?”

Nezha looked at Yang Jian with a face full of astonishment.

He had a very deep impression of the Bull Demon King.

Nezha first met the Bull Demon King during the Havoc in Heaven.

He and the monkey had stormed the Heavenly Court together, but due to insufficient strength, they were repelled before reaching the Lingxiao Palace.

The second time he saw him was when he was brought to the Heavenly Court for obstructing Sun Wukong’s journey to the West and endured forty-nine beheadings.

Nezha was the one who performed these beheadings.

However, after surviving forty-nine beheadings, the Bull Demon King was taken away by Spirit Mountain on the grounds of eliminating Karmic Obstruction and converted to Buddhism.

If he hadn’t seen his skeleton appear on Mount Huaguo, Nezha would have thought that this guy was reciting scriptures before the Buddha.

“He was probably ordered by Spirit Mountain to hunt down the monkey.”

Yang Jian also took a sharp breath and said, “When I received news of the monkey’s severe injuries, I immediately went to Mount Huaguo. By the time I arrived, Mount Huaguo had already been taken into the golden cymbal. The Bull Demon King must have entered Mount Huaguo before me.”

Nezha said, “Maitreya must know, right? Why didn’t he say anything?”

Yang Jian shook his head: “I don’t know about that.”

Just as Yang Jian and Nezha were puzzled, Qin Yang noticed that the Bull Demon King’s bones were almost completely covered by the bloody mud.

It looked as if new muscles were growing!

“Let’s not guess why he’s here yet.”

“I feel that this Bull Demon is about to awaken.”

Hearing Qin Yang’s reminder, the two immediately snapped back to attention and also noticed something was wrong.

“Retreat first!”

Yang Jian shouted sharply, and the three simultaneously retreated in three directions, fleeing ten thousand meters.

Almost at the same time as they fled, the muddy flesh had already covered the Bull Demon King’s skull.

A red light suddenly erupted from its hollow eye sockets.

Immediately after, the massive fleshy Physical Body began to move!

It slowly raised its huge head, its crimson eye sockets looking up at the sky.

A moment later—

Roar!!!

A roar, mixed with anger and sorrow, echoed through heaven and earth.

It shook the mountains, broke withered trees, and even the dark red earth boiled.

“It seems that the Bull Demon King is the one controlling these blood corpses.”

Qin Yang waved his hand slightly,

trying to disperse the pungent wind that assailed him.

It was as if this Bull Demon King hadn't gargled in hundreds of years; one roar almost made him gag.

Qin Yang, with a playful thought, realized that the Bull Demon King’s strength could not threaten him.

Qin Yang had not experienced the opponent’s strength when he was alive; he only knew that the current Bull Demon King was merely a Physical Body controlled by resentment.

The only thing he felt needed attention,

was still the flesh and blood of those monkeys and their descendants.

These things could not withstand the torment of his Extreme Yang Fire or Dawn Fire.

“Nezha, Yang Jian, use physical attacks.”

Qin Yang said to his two teammates, who were on his left and right.

Nezha’s Samadhi True Fire and Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye golden lightning could also annihilate this flesh and blood.

If they went all out, the resurrected monkeys and their descendants would be missing arms and legs.

“What do you mean by physical attack?” Nezha asked, looking puzzled.

“Just stab with a spear, don’t imbue it with any magic,” Qin Yang explained.

“Understood,” Yang Jian replied.

Immediately, the three simultaneously attacked the Bull Demon King, decisive and merciless.

None of the three were indecisive; regardless of why the Bull Demon King died here, whether he was friend or foe, the problem would be considered after taking him down.