Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate

"Haha, Hongjun, since when have you become so hypocritical?"

Yang Mei sneered coldly, looking at Daoist Ancestor Hongjun with mocking eyes that couldn’t be concealed, "You must have forgotten that Ksitigarbha was originally a part of my soul. I am well aware of the affairs of the Three Realms!"

"A well-planned ambush turned into a surprise attack."

"Are all you people of the Three Realms now capable of foreseeing the future? What a joke! A bunch of Quasi-Saints are able to divine the celestial secrets and probe the movements of another group of Quasi-Saints. Tell me, is my Demon Clan too foolish, or are you too clever?"

These words enraged both Saint Taiqing and Quasi-Ti, but it was only Daoist Ancestor Hongjun who remained silent, as if acquiescing.

"Yang Mei, stop this. You won’t succeed."

After a long silence, Hongjun still tried to persuade Yang Mei, "Regardless, the demon calamity of the Three Realms must be cleared today. Once the Three Realms are free of demons, what can you possibly do then?"

"It’s not too late to stop now."

Seemingly advising, yet with a hint of submission, this made the contempt in Yang Mei’s eyes grow even more.

"We had agreed upon a truce of three hundred years, but since you have not kept to the rules, do not blame me for this!"

Daoist Yang Mei said coldly to Hongjun.