"Alright!" The Ghost Mother knew that there was no time to lose and immediately sprinted away.

Poxun also rushed out of the Crystal Palace and flew toward the outside.

The Yaksha scratched his head, muttering, "I haven't finished talking yet. That bald guy might look handsome, but he seems a bit dumb..."

Pity that Poxun didn't hear this, or he would have definitely realized something was off.

Before he even arrived, Poxun roared, "Ksitigarbha, such audacity, you still dare to come back!"

As he spoke, Poxun turned into a streak of blood light and charged toward the front of the crowd.

Upon hearing this, a dozen Yakshas suddenly felt emboldened and pointed at Tang Sanzang, shouting, "Ksitigarbha, our great king is here, now you're going to die!"

Tang Sanzang scratched his bald head and smiled, "Good that you've come..."

With those words, Tang Sanzang clenched his fists. This past month, he had lived in utter embarrassment, bullied by a group of kids until he lost his temper...

Now, with old and new grievances, he was ready to settle the score and release the anger boiling inside him.

In the midst of speaking, a streak of blood light descended, and Poxun appeared, holding his head high arrogantly, his hands crossed over his chest, his eyes coldly fixed ahead.

What met his gaze was indeed the familiar Dhritarashtra, but why did his eyes seem a bit off? Last time they met, the fellow didn't have this much nerve...

Following Dhritarashtra's figure up, wasn't the monk's robe somewhat familiar? It didn't quite look like the one worn by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

Had he changed clothes?

Looking up further, a shiny bald head appeared before his eyes, as sleek as if it had been waxed and polished—there was only one such head that Poxun had ever seen!

Then looking at the facial features, that handsome face, just a bit silly and naughty...

And then...

Poxun said with a sob in his voice, "Senior Tang, why are you here..."

Suddenly, Poxun pointed behind Tang Sanzang and exclaimed, "Buddha?"

Unfortunately, Tang Sanzang didn't even turn his head back, saying languidly, "We've overused that trick, and you're still trying it? Kid, you're pretty clever with your tricks, huh? Three thousand beauties... three thousand my ass!"

Tang Sanzang roared, poised to make a move.

Poxun pointed behind Tang Sanzang and shouted, "Beauty!"

Tang Sanzang swung his fist, "I'll deal with you, then look for the beauty!"

At the moment of life and death, Poxun squeezed out his last bit of potential and shouted in a burst of insight, "She's not wearing any clothes!"

Tang Sanzang's punch stopped mid-air as he turned to look back, "Where?"

Black lines ran down Dhritarashtra's forehead as he raged internally, "Damn it, he said he was tired of this trick? Tired of it and still falls for it? Also, is he really a monk?"

Poxun certainly wasn't worried about that. The moment Tang Sanzang turned around, he spun on his heels and ran!

Dhritarashtra shouted, "Elder Tang, Poxun has run away!"

Tang Sanzang slowly turned his head, with a terrifying look on his face, "Fooled me again... Am I that easy to deceive?!"

Dhritarashtra thought to himself, "Aren't you easy to deceive?"

Tang Sanzang bellowed, "Poxun, stop right there! I'm going to flay you!"

Meanwhile, Tang Sanzang slapped Dhritarashtra on the dog head and said, "What are you dazed about? Aren't you going to chase?"

Dhritarashtra hurriedly sprinted after him.

As for the dozen or so Yakshas, they were already bewildered. In their eyes, one of the four great demon kings, Poxun, had unexpectedly fled at the first encounter. How terrifying must this baldy be?

With this thought, everyone collectively stepped aside, not daring to block the way.

Unfortunately, Dhritarashtra had no fondness for the Asura clan at all. As he passed by, he swiped his tail and knocked them all to the ground, infuriating each one to silently curse Dhritarashtra's ancestors for generations.

On the other side, Poxun was running for his life, his speed increasing more and more…

At the same time, the ghost mother also encountered Great Brahma who had emerged in a furious rage.

"Ghost Mother, where are you off to?" Great Brahma asked casually.

The Ghost Mother said, "Great Brahma, it's terrible, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is coming to kill us! Poxun has already gone to confront him. Poxun wishes for you to intervene, so we can surround and capture him from both sides."

Great Brahma was already furious. Hearing this, he clapped his hands and said, "Damn it, do these baldies really think they can bully our Asura clan? They dare to attack my woman, and now come showing off their powers? I'll see if I don't bash in their heads!"

Great Brahma gave the order with a wave of his hand, "Kill!"

His sedan was quite large, not only with his seat, but also with two big drums on either side.

As soon as they heard Great Brahma was going out to kill people, two robust women immediately took out drumsticks and started beating the drums vigorously, the sound of the drums shaking the heavens!

The dozen or so robust women carrying the sedan also roared, "Kill!"

With the killing cry thundering and the drum sound like roaring thunder, they charged wildly towards the battlefield.

The ghost mother hurried to notify the other two demon kings. She believed that if the four demon kings could encircle him from all sides, even Ksitigarbha with his heaven-reaching abilities would have to be captured.

Great Brahma was on his way when he saw a blood-light rushing towards him.

Recognizing Poxun, Great Brahma shouted, "Poxun, where are you going?"

Seeing it was Great Brahma, Poxun was greatly relieved and waved, "Great Brahma, you've arrived."

Great Brahma sneered, "That dead baldy dares to invade Nether River, of course I have to come and hold him accountable. But you, why aren't you holding him back there, why are you running back here?"

Poxun, struck by an idea, said, "Should I stay and press him down in a fight? I pretended to be weak to make him think I'm not powerful… See, as soon as I ran, he chased after."

Great Brahma laughed, "That's a really cunning move. Alright, now that I'm here too, let's join forces and finish him off."

Poxun spoke seriously, "Don't underestimate Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Although he holds the fruit position of a Bodhisattva, he possesses the strength of a Buddha. You and I can certainly defeat him together, but capturing him might be difficult. Here's what we'll do: I'll keep running, and you block him. After a while, pretend to be defeated and lure him to the Sea of Blood. By then, I'll join forces with Shiva and Great Brahma and wait for him there, setting up a formation that will capture him once and for all!"

Great Brahma exclaimed in surprise, "Poxun, have you been secretly reading books? How did you become so smart?"

Poxun replied with seriousness, "When you reach my level, you'll find you're smarter than anyone! He's almost caught up, I have to run."

Great Brahma laughed, "Alright, I'll hold him back, you go. Seriously, even if he's a Buddha, so what? If you can't take him down, I probably can… after all, I'm stronger than you."

"Heh, good luck," Poxun said, then he took off running with that hasty, tense, fearful look…

Great Brahma couldn't help but comment, "That act, it's really damn convincing!"

While speaking, the sound of footsteps came from behind, followed by a loud bellow, "Out of the way!"

Great Brahma sneered, clapped his hands, and the sound of the war drums became even louder, as he shouted, "Great Brahma stands here, all who approach must kneel!"