Sun Wukong and his companions traversed through Chaos.

After passing a dozen destroyed Star Officials, they found a bright one.

"At last, we have arrived."

Immortal Zhenyuan asked, "Where is this?"

"It's Weisuxing Three."

Heavenly Horse immediately responded, "This is a Cosmic Domain affected by battles of the past; surrounding Star Officials were destroyed. It's surprising that it still survives."

The group landed in a mountain range.

It was midnight, with perfect moonlight, lush forests, and incessant sounds of insects and birds.

Sun Wukong sensed the surroundings and said happily, "The Spiritual Energy of this world is still abundant."

"I feel it too."

Immortal Zhenyuan nodded and then turned back, "Why is there a statue deep in this mountain?"

A dark statue stood behind them, holding a shield in the left hand and a war axe in the right. It was imposingly tall and robust, only without a head.

"Strange statue."

Immortal Zhenyuan stood in front of the statue, barely reaching the statue's feet.

He reached out and patted the statue; it felt as solid as a rock and sounded like one too.

Immortal Zhenyuan, curious, tapped it a few more times.

Suddenly, the statue moved slightly and jingled like iron, making a clanging sound.

"What's happening!"

Immortal Zhenyuan stepped back, astonished, "Has the statue become sentient?"

Thunderous sounds began to resonate in the environment, as if an ancient monster was awakening from its slumber.

"Stop it at once!"

At that moment, a beam of light approached from afar, accompanied by loud shouts.

Turning around, they saw a Taoist descending from the sky.

"How dare you awaken it!"

"It?"

Immortal Zhenyuan inquired, "Who is 'it'?"

"This is a Great Demon!"

The Taoist was angry inside, but seeing the extraordinary group before him, he did not dare show it.

He informed Immortal Zhenyuan that the statue was a Great Demon awakening every few centuries to wreak havoc and kill countless people.

After its last awakening, it just stood still here.

Humans had sealed off the surrounding mountains to prevent anyone from entering.

"I see."

Immortal Zhenyuan understood; they had concealed their presence when entering this world, so humans did not detect them.

"Brother, it seems we have caused some trouble."

Immortal Zhenyuan said to Sun Wukong, "Can you seal it again?"

"Too late."

Right after Sun Wukong spoke, everyone felt an intense chill.

Instantly, they were ice-cold, goosebumps forming, even Immortal Zhenyuan was not spared.

"What kind of demon is this!"

Immortal exclaimed, looking at the statue which exuded an astonishing fighting spirit, seemingly possessing an unquenchable will.

The headless Giant awakened.

It let out a deep roar, and the hand holding the war axe started moving.

The immense War Axe pressed down towards Sun Wukong and the others, darkening the skies, unstoppable.

"Clang!"

Sun Wukong blocked the War Axe with the Jingu Bang, the explosive force sending those around him flying away, and the forests in the vicinity were instantly obliterated!

"How powerful!"

Sun Wukong's face shifted slightly, struggling to keep his balance.

The strike from the War Axe caught him off guard; almost hurting his internal organs.

Only a highly powerful being could harm him like this.

"I didn't sense its presence at all!"

Sun Wukong was shocked internally, his lips curling into a smile.

"Interesting."

With effort, he gradually pushed back the giant axe using Jingu Bang.

"I'll play with you."

Sun Wukong was about to start a fight.

"Your Majesty, wait!"

The Heavenly Horse suddenly spoke out.

It saw the Immortal Law patterns on the shield and war axe, and urgently said, "This is Xingtian Venerate, he is the War God of the Heavenly Court!"

"War God?"

Sun Wukong immediately stopped his attack.

He grabbed everyone and moved away from Xingtian.

After moving away, Xingtian continued to swing his war axe in place, causing wild winds and thunderous lightning.

"Brother, there are several cities around the mountains, you must stop him from going out."

Immortal Zhenyuan reminded Sun Wukong.

"I understand."

Sun Wukong established a barrier, locking Xingtian inside.

Xingtian kept dancing inside for three days and three nights before he stopped.

During this process, Sun Wukong followed the Taoist back to the city, visited the Emperor, and learned the whole story of Xingtian.

Xingtian was once the War God of Heavenly Court, and even after being slain by the Venerable, he did not fall but continued to stand.

"Legend has it that when Xingtian raises his shield, it breaks the sky like lightning, changing the color of heaven, and when his axe falls, it shakes the earth like a falling meteor."

The Emperor said to Sun Wukong, "He and the incarnation of the Venerable fought from the Heavenly Court to this place, battling three hundred rounds before being beheaded."

Xingtian, now headless, did not fall; his body remained as solid and sturdy as a mountain, holding his axe and shield, wanting to fight as he did in life.

But he was indeed dead, unable to distinguish who was the enemy and who were the people he was meant to protect, and eventually, became a demon.

"Few people remember Xingtian's identity."

The Emperor said, "Over these tens of thousands of years, he has killed countless people from the east to the west, no different from a demon."

Everyone then understood the causes and consequences.

"This Xingtian could indeed be considered a fierce general."

Immortal Zhenyuan said to Sun Wukong, "He is different from ordinary demons; is there any way to awaken his reason and resurrect him?"

"No."

Sun Wukong shook his head, "The Xingtian of old has fallen; inside his body are only obsessions, with no divine soul."

He and Immortal Zhenyuan did not initially sense anything unusual about the statue.

This was because Xingtian's divine soul had long been destroyed, and Sun Wukong, with his Eyes of the Golden Flame, could see through it at a glance—Xingtian was just a shell without a divine soul, driven by obsessions.

And his obsessions were different from those of Nan Ming Venerate; there was only rage and the desire to fight.

This means that Xingtian's body has truly become a demon.

"If that's the case, then he should be laid to rest."

Immortal Zhenyuan felt somewhat regretful and said, "Is there a way to expel these obsessions?"

Once the obsessions are expelled, the body will naturally collapse.

"There's one way."

The Emperor said, "If we can find the head of the War God and return it to him, perhaps it would calm him."

"The head?"

Sun Wukong asked, "Where is his head?"

"I don't know."

The Emperor shook his head and answered, "It's said that during the great calamity, the Venerable split open a mountain and placed the head of the War God inside, ensuring he could never find it."

The Venerable buried the head of the War God with the intention of letting Xingtian pass away, yet Xingtian continued to stand and fight.

"We don't know which mountain holds the head of the War God."

The Emperor said.

"That's simple, just ask the Mountain God."

Immortal Zhenyuan finished speaking and then saw the troubled face of the Emperor.

"Is there no Mountain God in this world?"

Immortal Zhenyuan was somewhat surprised.

How could there be no Mountain God when the spiritual energy of this world has not diminished?

"Reporting to the Immortal,"

The Emperor said to Immortal Zhenyuan, "During the great calamity, the Venerable, seeing the War God standing undeterred, gained respect for him and turned to leave."

He paused, then continued.

"But before he left, he cast a curse that for tens of thousands of years, no living being has achieved immortality or enlightenment."

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