Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

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The Immortal Fruit that could add three Tribulus lifespans was not only the hope for his continued survival, but also his hope to transcend the realm of a Demon King. Now that it had been snatched away, Blood Tiger King was so enraged that his rage and hatred had completely filled his reason.

His eyes, revealing a murderous glint, were fixed on all the humans; the water clan demons had all fled, naturally, leaving Blood Tiger King's fury to be vented upon these humans.

"Daoji, Xuanzang, you must flee quickly...", Master Fanhai, who was also gravely wounded at this moment, whispered to Jiang Liu and Daoji, urging them to escape as quickly as possible.

Master Fanhai could see that something was terribly wrong with Blood Tiger King, who seemed to have become desperate. The consequences of a Demon King going mad with desperation were unimaginable.

After whispering to Jiang Liu and the others, Master Fanhai took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his internal injuries, and moved forward a few steps.

"Amitabha, Tiger King, I am unaware of the cause of the strife between you and the Benefactor, King of Flood Dragon, yet now that things have come to this pass, I still advise you to lay down your butcher's knife; otherwise, if everyone here falls today, not only will the Emperor of Tang not spare you, but neither will Zhongnan Mountain, Dragon Tiger Mountain, nor even our Great Buddha Temple.

Then, no matter how vast the world is, there would be no place left for you," he said.

Although Master Fanhai's words were a threat, they were also reasonable. Usually, the powers of the various great cultivators and Demon Kings kept to a restrained friction, maintaining a certain balance.

But now was not like other times. In response to Fanhai's threat, Blood Tiger King grinned, revealing his ghastly white teeth: "I have guarded a Tribulus Fruit, hoping to extend my life by another Tribulus lifespan. If it weren't for you attacking my Foutu Mountain, how could I have ended up like this? And now you ask me to put down my knife?

Ha-ha-ha, my lifespan is short anyway; if I kill all of you today and get subdued and driven out by your bald heads someday, I still wouldn't be at a loss!"

Tribulus Fruit!?

Hearing Blood Tiger King's words, the cultivators present couldn't help but their expressions change.

In this world filled with countless treasures, which treasure would be the most precious? Naturally, it would be those that could extend life.

Let alone those of us with mortal flesh; even the gods and Buddhas in heaven desire such treasures.

No wonder Blood Tiger King and King of Flood Dragon fought at the mountaintop, not wanting others to know about the Tribulus Fruit; no wonder that even though King of Flood Dragon had escaped, Elder Sword turned into a beam of light and refused to give up; likewise, no wonder Blood Tiger King was now red with rage, letting evil courage fill his heart...

"My minions!", Blood Tiger King, enraged and full of killing intent, didn't have the luxury of time for everyone to be surprised. Maintaining the form of a blood tiger, he shouted loudly: "I have always restrained you from harming human lives or eating humans, but today, these humans came up the mountain to kill us. Therefore, today's rules of Foutu Mountain are all null and void!"

"Kill!", with Blood Tiger King there, the demons of Foutu Mountain seemed to have found their backbone. Upon hearing their Great King's command, the mountain's demons cried out and then ferociously pounced towards the humans.

Blood Tiger King lunged directly at Master Fanhai. Although they were both injured, Blood Tiger King was still stronger than Master Fanhai.

Ignoring the fractures in his tiger's paw, Blood Tiger King slapped aside Master Fanhai's Dharma Treasure and bit directly into his arm with his formidable jaws, tearing a limb off. Blood Tiger King, now frenzied, fought with the ferocity of a life-for-a-life.

The madness of the Demon King momentarily overpowered the minds of the nearby cultivators.

Flee!

Facing a group of demons gone wild, especially with Blood Tiger King in a suicidal state, the morale of the human cultivators plummeted, and they each turned to flee for their lives.

"Jiang Liu, we should flee too!", as the saying goes, when an army collapses, it is beyond human power to retrieve it. Gaoyang turned his head and urgently said to Jiang Liu.

"No! If we flee, death is certain. I will stay and help. Only if Master Fanhai can kill Blood Tiger King will we have a chance of survival!" Among the demons were many avian species, flying in the midair, and not a few at the Demon General level. How could they possibly escape? Jiang Liu shook his head, his gaze fixed on Master Fanhai.

Master Fanhai's cultivation level had just entered the Returning Void Realm. In terms of rank, he might be slightly lower than Blood Tiger King, but not by much.

Although the prospect of defeat was clear, with his own support, it would be a different story. On the brink of life and death, it was the only chance for a counterattack.

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"Help!? How on earth can we assist in a battle between a Demon King and a Great Cultivator of the Returning Void Realm!?" Jiang Liu's words left Gaoyang and Daoji beside him astonished, disbelieving.

The battle was urgent, with changes happening in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Liu had no time to explain in detail.

As a combatant, the Monk Profession indeed isn't much to speak of, with system skills that seem lackluster: the Level 1 Silencing Zen, the Level 5 Vajra Mantra, the Level 10 Guanyin Mantra...

These three system skills are all support skills, completely lacking any offensive abilities.

But it was precisely because of this that the Monk Profession's support abilities were incredibly overpowered, even defying differences in strength.

Master Fanhai had lost an arm, and his Health Point was even lower. Jiang Liu allocated the Skill Points he just gained from leveling up to 14 to the Guanyin Mantra, upgrading it to Middle Level, and simultaneously raised his hand, casting the Guanyin Mantra. Lush, life-filled green light surged on Master Fanhai's body.

The wound at his severed arm immediately scabbed over, and the Health Bar above his head also increased a notch, offering some relief to his injuries.

Guanyin Mantra (Middle Level): Restores 15% of maximum Life Value, Cooldown Time 600 seconds.

Seeing Xuanzang not only not fleeing but instead running over, Master Fanhai was both shocked and anxious, wanting to rush him away. However, the words that reached the tip of his tongue turned into astonished exclamation, "Xuanzang, what Divine Skill is this!?"

"Master, less talk, drink these two potions!" After casting a Guanyin Mantra, Jiang Liu followed by taking out a Healing Potion's red bottle and a Mana Potion's blue bottle.

The Healing effect was, of course, most notable when the potions combined with the Guanyin Mantra.

"A mere Little Monk from the Meridian Unblocking Realm? Seeking death..."

Watching Jiang Liu dare to intervene in his battle with a Great Cultivator of the Returning Void Realm, the Blood Tiger King was stunned for a moment, but then uttered with a frosty voice.

While speaking, he opened his tiger mouth, and blood-red Demon Qi condensed.

"Xuanzang, be careful!" Master Fanhai, who was drinking the potions, saw this scene and was alarmed.

"Silencing Zen!" Seeing the blood-red Demon Qi gathering in the Blood Tiger King's mouth, Jiang Liu turned around, pointed at the Blood Tiger King, and the Silencing Zen skill was activated.

The blood-red Demon Qi in the Blood Tiger King's mouth instantly dissipated into nothingness.

This left the Blood Tiger King horrified. When he tried to stir the Demon Qi inside his body, he found it was as still as dead water...

While the Monk Profession's combat strength is very low in the game, it is precisely because of this low combat strength that it is filled with control and support skills, like a BUG.

"What kind of Divine Skill is this? A mere Meridian Unblocking Realm cultivation, and yet capable of mastering such Divine Skills? Who is this little monk?" Unable to mobilize his own Demon Qi, the Blood Tiger King experienced this for the first time in his thousand years of life.

Beyond the shock, the Blood Tiger King's gaze fell on Jiang Liu. He wore a Buddhist Hat which obscured the prayer scars on his head.

At that moment, a light bulb went off in the Blood Tiger King's head. He recalled that a few days ago, there were rumors about a young monk at the Great Buddha Temple who had lit twelve prayer scars, a marvel that shook all of Great Tang.

Could it be...