341: Procrastination

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How is this possible?

The Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King, who had just caught his breath, was suddenly dumbfounded. Watching the purple lightning descend from the sky, he hadn't even thought to dodge.

However, his reaction was fast enough. Gritting his teeth, he prepared to use his strongest means to intercept it.

Yet, just as he pushed his Qi to the limit, intending to channel his Yao power into an artifact on his body, that purple lightning bolt suddenly turned in mid-air above his head. Then, with a strange, leaping motion, it rushed toward the remaining Ten Absolute Formation near the city wall.

The Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King nearly vomited blood from the frustration, and he couldn't help but inwardly cry out: "Damn it... it's too late!"

He wanted to charge up to intercept it, but considering his current state, he hesitated. After all, if he made a move now and an enemy powerhouse came for him, he would just be waiting to die!

That's right, being able to gather so many demons to besiege the Tang capital, his intelligence was definitely not comparable to ordinary demons. At the very least, he had already realized that this gap in the lightning attack was actually a flaw deliberately left for him by the enemy.

In other words, the enemy had a conspiracy, and their goal was significant. It was very likely they intended to take advantage of his weakened state after resisting the lightning!

"Forget it, save yourselves. I've already given you a chance to survive, I hope you can take care of yourselves..."

The Ghost King gave a bitter laugh and was about to return to his position. However, before he could move, Xiao Cui flew up from the ground, looking panicked. "Great King, it's bad! Someone has broken into the camp. The opponents are very tricky. The Core Formation demon soldiers couldn't last a single round against him before being blasted into slag. Great King, hurry back to preside over the big picture. Heishan... he... he can't hold on much longer!"

The Yao King was shocked. Before he could even think, a mushroom cloud shot into the sky behind him. Clearly, another Formation had been completely destroyed.

Looking down, he indeed saw two figures like golden rainbows rushing toward the direction of the main camp, and in that direction, there was still a tiny tent standing.

"No time! I'll go stop those two. Xiao Cui, you take people to move that small tent. There is a cyan lotus mark at the center behind the tent. Inject Yao power to pack up the tent... Go quickly, go quickly..."

Saying this, the Yao King hurried down toward the camp!

Those two figures gave him a feeling of palpitations. Their terrifying strength had already exceeded his imagination because, according to the information he knew, it was impossible for the Tang Dynasty to have such powerful experts. Feeling their Qi, it seemed both of their cultivation levels were above the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm.

"Hmph, even if they really are Grand Unity Golden Immortals, with my current power, I can hold them off. It's not impossible to even counter-kill them!"

The Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King sneered. Like a dropped bomb, he crashed into a spot a dozen meters in front of the two in free fall. Instantly, countless dust and smoke were kicked up, and the earth shook incessantly at that moment, as if it had just experienced an earthquake.

"Roar!"

Countless Yao Race soldiers cheered instantly. They were all too familiar with the way their Great King landed. Just now, they had been chased by that bald monk and the three-eyed man with nowhere to run, but now that their Great King was back, they could finally hold their heads high.

To these Yao Race, the Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King was an invincible existence!

The Ghost King stood up slowly, looking at the two people in front of him, his heart full of doubts.

A bald monk, and... a three-eyed man!

There were many gods with three eyes, but there was only one who used a Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade as a weapon.

"Erlang Shen."

The tone was doubtful, but looking at his eyes, he was basically certain. What he couldn't be certain about was the monk in white robes next to him!

Not only could he not be certain, he couldn't even see through this monk's cultivation level! Erlang Shen was one thing, but how could an unknown monk have such cultivation?

"Not bad, it is indeed me!" Yang Jian sneered. "Demon, you are truly bold! Even the gods of the Immortal Realm have never thought about seizing the empire of the human emperor. A bunch of demons and ghosts gathered in the mountains like you dare to have such thoughts? You really are tired of living!"

The Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King laughed and said, "True Lord, you are mistaken. Dynastic changes and the rise and fall of the human world are everyday occurrences. Why can only his Li family be the emperor? We of the Yao Race are also creatures of this world. The so-called 'Saint is not benevolent, treating the people as straw dogs', and the Buddha also says: 'All beings are equal'. Since the Human Race can be emperor, then my Yao Race can do it too!"

Yang Jian sneered: "What a glib tongue. It seems it's no accident that you can be the leader of the Yao Race. Heh, alright, since your Yao Race wants the world, then you pass me first!"

Yang Jian knew he wasn't a match for this guy in a verbal spar, so he wanted to settle it quickly and deal with this Yao King.

However, although his own verbal skills were average, there was someone else nearby who was a Master of verbal sparring!

The monk happily put his palms together and smiled: "This benefactor of the Yao Race, what you just said is complete nonsense, so this Poor Monk cannot agree!"

The Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King was shocked and said in a deep voice: "Monk, who are you?"

"As a member of the Yao Race, you don't even know who he is? That's truly laughable!" Yang Jian couldn't help but sneer. "You have been a demon for many years, have you never heard the legend that eating a piece of the flesh of the pilgrim grants ten thousand years of life?"

The Ghost King was instantly shocked: "Hiss, Tang Sanzang?"

"Heh, it seems you have heard of this Poor Monk's name!" Tang Ku narrowed his eyes and said, "A good person with ten lifetimes of cultivation is standing right here. Are you drooling?"

The Ghost King snorted: "I don't have the habit of eating people... Hmph, even if you are Tang Seng, you can't talk nonsense. Tell me, what is wrong with what I just said?"

"Wrong to an outrageous degree!"

Tang Ku suddenly sneered. "Whether it's the so-called 'Saint is not benevolent, treating the people as straw dogs' or 'all beings are equal', you have misinterpreted the meaning!"

"Hmph, let's hear it? If you can convince me, I will withdraw my troops immediately!"

The Ghost King sneered. "If you can't convince me, then I am determined to take Chang'an City!"

Tang Ku ignored his harsh words, but sneered: "These two sentences of yours only state the Saint's view on all living things, but they don't state the Saint's requirements for all living things. The so-called 'all beings are equal' means there is no difference in status, but this does not mean that the duties of all beings are the same! People have the Human Race's path, and ghosts have the Ghost path. Each keeping to their own duties, each performing their own roles, and strictly observing boundaries is the way of balance in the world! Why is the human world called the human world? Because it belongs to the Human Race. Why is the Monster Realm called the Monster Realm? Because it belongs to the Yao Race! Think about it, if your Monster Realm were invaded by the Human Race, and they forced your Yao Race to be slaves and servants, what would you think?"

The Ghost King pondered for a moment, then suddenly sneered: "Not to mention that the Human Race doesn't have that ability, even if they did, I would have nothing to say. It would be my own race's incompetence, and it would be no fault of the humans!"

Tang Ku laughed: "I knew you wouldn't listen... Well, anyway, I didn't expect you to listen!"

Tang Ku's smile was strange, making the Ghost King's heart tremble. He turned around suddenly, only to see Xiao Cui packing up the tent, and she made a funny face at him.

A sudden feeling of unease rose in his heart, and he heard Xiao Cui shout loudly: "Master, success! I'm taking off first!"