Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1043 - The roar from ancient times, on the eve of the great catastrophe in the West

The sky above Bao Xiang Kingdom had never been so clear.

A vast expanse, devoid of clouds and stars, held only a solitary, brilliant moon, its age-old light chillingly pure.

So chilling, it seemed to reflect the faces of those who witnessed the massacre that destroyed their families.

Things in Bao Xiang Kingdom had largely settled down, especially after Tang Sanzang's indiscriminate slaughter, which had essentially eliminated the rebel army.

As for the people within Bao Xiang Kingdom, they were quite open-minded, understanding that with faith, the old must be replaced by the new, constantly changing.

Although their ancestors had worshipped Buddha for generations, they initially feared that abandoning their faith would be difficult, even leading to retribution as in the past.

But strangely, those Asuras who lingered in the human realm, serving Buddha, had been unusually quiet these past few days, as quiet as if their entire families had died.

For no one knew what kind of retribution awaited them tomorrow, now that they had escaped the control of the Western Paradise.

As long as the Eastern Pure Lands of Azure Radiance were not destroyed, Bao Xiang Kingdom would never truly be free.

However, what everyone didn't know was that tonight would bring the most significant change in the entire human realm,

No, in the entire Six Realms since the beginning of time!

At this moment, in a distant cave near Bao Xiang Kingdom, the Demon Alliance was on high alert.

Gone was their usual unrestrained demeanor; instead, the eyes of the Demon Alliance members held endless tension and madness!

Especially Peng Demon King, a Second-Rank Quasi-Sage, whose hands were now trembling, filled with unspeakable nervousness.

His mind flashed back to scenes from his life.

From his childhood, when the Buddhas of the Western Paradise captured demons as slaves, leading to the destruction of his family and his forced displacement, living a life of wandering like a stray dog.

Without talent, Peng Demon King lived a difficult life, witnessing the decline of the demon race and the relentless bullying they endured, without exception.

All the dignity in Peng Demon King's heart was shattered along his path of growth, reduced to a humble insect.

Until he met Sun Wukong, and after numerous pleas, he managed to attach himself to the power of Flower Fruit Mountain, becoming Peng Demon King.

But after only enjoying a few years of good times, Peng Demon King realized that it was all just a reflection in the water, a game of chess.

It was as if he had never existed in this world, or rather, Peng Demon King's life was just dust in the Six Realms, worthless.

That year, when the Western Paradise approached Peng Demon King, offering him a price for his destiny,

Peng Demon King never thought of refusing, even though he knew that one day he would experience the nightmares of his childhood again, and become the culprit who led the Demon Alliance into slavery.

He still didn't refuse.

Because he knew he never had a choice.

Stumbling along the way, even now that he had ascended to the position of Great Sage King, Peng Demon King had completely forgotten what dignity was, and didn't know what freedom felt like.

He thought he would live the rest of his life in a daze, but unexpectedly, he saw a glimmer of dawn.