114: return

The angel's body disappeared, but the monk's expression did not relax.

He slightly raised his head, looking in a certain direction above.

Gabriel's body was hovering there, his face pale, looking at Tang Ku with lingering fear.

“Heh heh, so that’s it!”

He hadn't felt any Iron Fist Points being credited for a kill with that punch just now, which meant that this guy hadn't died, and...

He glanced at the wings behind the other party and said indifferently, “I only plucked two of your wings just now, but now you only have nine wings left… So these wings have such a function… Does this mean you still have nine lives left?”

Gabriel was startled; he hadn't expected Tang Ku to discern his weakness with just a glance.

Then he heard Tang Ku continue, “Oh, your injuries have also recovered, and your Aura is the same as when you started… It seems you can revive at full strength after losing a wing? Heh heh, that’s really interesting… Come on, let me see what other abilities you have!”

Gabriel instantly broke out in a cold sweat, thinking, “Even if I revive at full health and strength, I can’t possibly defeat him; this heretic’s strength is simply too powerful!”

At once, he didn't bother with threats, suddenly waved his hand, and led a group of angels away.

Tang Ku frowned slightly, intending to pursue, but then he saw a huge, black hole-like opening suddenly appear in front of the other party; then, they disappeared into it, and the black hole vanished.

“Another spatial passage? Are they using technological means, or some kind of spell?”

Tang Ku frowned slightly, “Hmm, I’ll have to talk to Great Immortal Zhenyuan and the others about this… Hmm, but at least this trip wasn’t in vain. This Patriarch Bodhi is truly a mysterious powerful being…”

Saying that, Tang Ku activated his Somersault Cloud skill and flew towards Longevity Mountain.

Speaking of which, for his speed, it wasn't really that far; he soon saw the peak of Longevity Mountain, but he stopped about ten li from his destination.

Because at this moment, the sky outside Wuzhuang Temple was already overwhelmingly filled with a large number of monsters!

That’s right, they were monsters, all strangely shaped, with sharp mouths and fangs, a pair of bat wings constantly flapping behind them, wielding fierce weapons like maces or meteor hammers, and their bodies were dark green, completely unlike creatures of this world.

“Bull Demon King’s reinforcements? They don’t look like it!”

Tang Ku frowned slightly, observing more closely, and saw that above these monsters, a guy in black armor, sitting on a throne, trying his best to show off, was resting his chin on one hand, sneering as he looked in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple, as if Wuzhuang Temple would turn to ashes in an instant once he gave the order to attack.

“Alright, I was overthinking it. This guy is clearly here to cause trouble… Heh heh, perfect, I didn’t get enough action just now. This time, I’ll help Great Immortal Zhenyuan out of this predicament!”

Saying that, Tang Ku planned to unleash a big move to greet that show-off first!

However, just as he raised his hand, he stopped, because not far behind the guy in black armor, a flash of fire suddenly appeared, and a strangely shaped, square-faced monster, carrying a bald monk, appeared there, and as soon as this guy appeared, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and a towering pillar of fire fiercely blasted the guy’s throne.

Boom!

A black light curtain suddenly appeared behind him, flames splattered everywhere, making the surrounding bat-winged monsters shriek.

“Heh heh, Shi Jingmo, you’ve made your master wait!”

Tang Ku smiled where he stood, crossing his arms and watching the situation unfold.

The throne completely turned around, and the person on the throne looked at Shi Jingmo with an astonished and puzzled expression, frowning slightly: “Who are you? Why do you have a familiar Aura that I detest?”

Tang Ku’s hearing was extraordinary, so he naturally heard what he said and couldn’t help but be slightly stunned.

Then he saw Shi Jingmo press his palms together and said indifferently, “Amitabha, how could the benefactor forget? We have met before! My name is Shi Jingmo!”

The person on the throne suddenly froze, then sneered, “So it’s you, the Golden Saint, Shi Jingmo. Heh heh, interesting, interesting. I didn’t expect you to actually become a monk! Heh heh, as a traitor, you’re truly dedicated!”

Shi Jingmo smiled and said, “That’s right, I really became a monk, and you, Radamanthys, you’re still Hades’s lackey!”

“Becoming a monk, his eloquence has improved compared to before!”

Tang Ku chuckled, saying with great satisfaction.

However, what shocked Tang Ku was the identity of this show-off in front of him.

Belonging to the same world view as Saint Seiya, a Hell messenger, one of Hades’s most loyal subordinates, Radamanthys, one of the three Netherworld giants.

Well, since Saint Seiya exist, it’s not strange for this guy to appear here at all.

Tang Ku was now curious about this guy’s strength level and why he dared to cause trouble at Great Immortal Zhenyuan’s residence.

Also, what were those monsters all over the sky? They didn’t seem like soldiers from the Netherworld; they looked more like goblins from a magic world, just with a pair of bat wings.

Boom!

There was a ripple in the air, and Radamanthys’s punch had already shot out without a change in expression, while Shi Jingmo and Brick instantly separated in the middle, the force of the punch causing the air to vibrate, a mountain behind them trembled violently, and amidst flying stone chips, a half-meter diameter penetrating hole appeared on the mountainside, showing the immense power of this punch.

However, this also indicated that Shi Jingmo’s words had already enraged him.

The bald monk looked back, then suddenly smiled brightly: “…Your strength hasn’t improved much; it’s still that pure destructive power!”

“As long as it can kill, other techniques are just useless acrobatics!”

Radamanthys sneered, “I said back then that Athena’s subordinates are unreliable. I heard you were the first to betray your master, right?”

“I never pledged allegiance to him, so how could there be betrayal?” Shi Jingmo said, pressing his palms together, his expression unchanged, “It’s you, weren’t you always loyal to Hades? Why have you now become someone else’s lackey? Oh, I forgot, now Hades is also that person’s lackey, so it’s only right for you to be his lackey!”

One “lackey” after another finally enraged Radamanthys. He roared, “Night-Walking Divine Dragons, you go attack that temple! I’ll deal with this guy!”

Saying that, he had already unleashed his Light Speed Fist with both fists against Shi Jingmo. He was confident that he was stronger than Shi Jingmo, especially since the other party wasn’t wearing his golden saint cloth!

“Amitabha…” Shi Jingmo smiled slightly, extending his right hand and saying, “I already told you, your cultivation is still not enough!”