txolops 065. Killing the White Elephant
065. Killing the White Elephant
The Blue Lion is dead.
But the other two demons hadn't noticed yet.
They had no idea what had happened.
Unlike the blue lion, the yellow-tusked elephant decided to run away.
As he left the two demons, he immediately transformed into his true form.
This time he was so fast that his intestines almost came out.
All the trees and hills in the forest were trampled into a pile of mud by the elephant's legs.
This old elephant with yellow tusks headed south, intending to travel by water to the island nation below.
He was a mount and a pet in Xiniu Hezhou, but in the island nation below, he would be an invincible demon king.
What is the Western Paradise, what is Journey to the West, what are brothers? Compared to life, nothing matters.
Thinking of this, the old elephant with yellow tusks gritted its teeth and sped up.
This time he really charged south, and everything in his way was crushed into dust.
After a day and a night, the yellow-tusked old elephant could already see the white expanse of the sea on the horizon.
Crossing the sea was not a difficult task for the old yellow-tusked elephant.
As long as we can leave this place, we can start all over again.
However, at that moment, a gust of wind swept in, and the wind came quickly and fiercely.
It was as if everything in the world was making way for the wind.
The overwhelming wind swept in and reached us in an instant.
The yellow-tusked old elephant couldn't even react in the slightest. Its true form, which was twenty or thirty feet tall, couldn't stand up in the gale.
"This wind is definitely not normal!"
The old demon was shocked and immediately realized that there was something wrong with the wind.
"Could it be that the Buddhist sect in heaven is about to make a move?"
Upon reaching this conclusion, the old yellow-toothed elephant felt his legs go weak.
Among the three demons, he was the weakest.
Therefore, the old elephant with yellow teeth knew very well that once the Buddhist sect made a move, he would be the first one to be dealt with.
Therefore, the yellow-toothed elephant, the green lion, and the golden-winged roc all had different ideas; they all shared the same thought: to escape.
As the fierce winds approached, the old yellow-tusked elephant knelt down from the bottom of his heart and said to the sky:
"Sir, spare my life!"
Upon hearing this, Kuangfeng paused, seemingly never expecting that the yellow-toothed old elephant would do such a thing.
It's supposed to be the mount of the celestial leader, yet it's so capricious?
However, King Huangfeng showed no intention of holding back.
He came here with a mission.
Of the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge, the most troublesome is the Golden-Winged Roc; that guy is just too powerful.
In addition, although the two demons are not strong, they must be dealt with as soon as possible.
With Sun Qiong taking action on the Green-haired Lion Monster's side, only the Yellow-toothed Elephant remained on this side.
When he arrived, Sun Qiong said that we needed to be careful, as this yellow-toothed old elephant was not a good thing.
Looking back now, he really was a coward.
King Yellow Wind raised his three-pronged steel fork and swung it down at the head of the yellow-tusked elephant.
At that moment, a cold light swept across King Yellow Wind's face, causing him to squint.
The next moment, a spear tip pierced towards King Yellow Wind's heart.
This old elephant with yellow tusks actually launched a sneak attack on King Yellow Wind at this very moment.
Fortunately, the Yellow Wind King was a veteran of many battles. He twisted his steel fork, grazed the tip of his spear, and scraped out a spark.
The old elephant with yellow tusks was relentless. Suddenly, it twisted its long trunk and reached for the waist of the Yellow Wind King.
If caught in the whirlpool, even if one were to transform into a wisp of wind, escape would likely be impossible.
"What a devil!"
King Yellow Wind roared angrily.
The old elephant with yellow tusks finally saw what the Yellow Wind King looked like, and its face showed surprise:
"It was you!"
After all, they are from the Western Paradise, so even if everyone is not familiar with them, they all know each other.
So when the Yellow Wind King made his appearance, combined with the raging winds, the Yellow-Toothed Elephant immediately recognized him.
However, this doesn't mean he'll hold back; the two sides are enemies right now.
The old elephant with yellow tusks curled its long trunk even deeper, and in an instant, it swept towards the neck of the Yellow Wind King.
This is an attempt to kill with a single blow.
But the Yellow Wind King was no pushover either. He ducked low, dodging the elephant's trunk, and jabbed the yellow-tusked elephant in the eye with his steel fork.
"what!"
With a scream, an eyeball was gouged out from the tip of the steel fork, and blood spurted out.
The old elephant with yellow tusks was stabbed, and its body instantly transformed back into a human.
He collapsed to the ground, clutching his blood-covered face, and said in terror:
"Yellow-haired weasel, why must you kill me?"
Having suffered such a great loss in a single encounter, the yellow-toothed elephant became even more timid.
He looked around anxiously, fearing that some powerful figure from the Buddhist sect might appear nearby.
He couldn't even beat a yellow-haired weasel, let alone the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of Buddhism.
"Yellow-tusked old elephant, you've got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on a Bodhisattva."
The Yellow Wind King stood before him, his face full of amazement.
To be honest, he was completely stunned when he heard that the three demons had killed the Bodhisattva.
The Three Demons are not outsiders like Sun Qiong, who are unfamiliar with Buddhism.
They were the mounts whose lives were controlled by Manjushri and Samantabhadra Bodhisattvas, yet they turned around and killed the Bodhisattvas.
No one would believe this if it were told to others.
"King Yellow Wind, spare my life and leave me with goodwill. If you ever need anything in the future, come find me anytime."
The old elephant with yellow tusks covered his face, knowing he was most likely going to die here today, and could only beg for a way to survive.
Looking at the yellow-tusked old elephant begging for mercy, the Yellow Wind King seemed to see himself many years later.
To be precise, however, his yellow nose and teeth made him look much worse than an old elephant.
He is neither a mount nor a relative of the Buddha like the Golden-Winged Roc.
If he can't stand the constraints in the future and wants to leave Buddhism, does that mean he has to fight against Buddha?
That's Buddha, how could a little yellow-haired mouse like him possibly stand against him?
Letting him go is impossible. Whether it's to my brother or to Buddha, this yellow-toothed old elephant has to die.
So the yellow-haired weasel took a deep breath and slowly said:
"Yellow-tusked old elephant, you killed your own master. This is an outrage against heaven and earth. The Buddhist sect will pursue you, and you will die sooner or later. You might as well die by my hand, which will be a way to fulfill our brotherhood."
Having said that, King Yellow Wind raised his three-pronged steel fork and stabbed it at the yellow-tusked elephant.
A fine steel fork, it pulls out a silver line.
The yellow-toothed old elephant stared wide-eyed in astonishment. He knew that the Yellow Wind King would most likely not let him go, but he did not expect that this guy would be so decisive.
They didn't even give them a chance to speak; they just started killing them right away.
The yellow-tusked elephant turned and ran.
He dared not linger here with the Yellow Wind King; he only wanted to quicken his pace and escape from here.
At that moment, a sword suddenly fell from the sky. The sword was as cold as water, and its bright blade tore through the sky, falling straight towards the head of the yellow-tusked old elephant.
This truly feels like someone descended from heaven.
The yellow-tusked elephant was startled and slipped, falling to the ground.
Upon seeing this, the Yellow Wind King's eyes lit up. He quickened his pace and caught up with the elephant in a few strides. He then thrust his three-pronged steel fork into the back of the yellow-tusked elephant and out through its front belly.
White goes in, red comes out.
puff!
The yellow-tusked old elephant stared in horror at the sky, its eyes fixed on the heavens.
Above, the clouds parted to reveal the sun, and a figure shone brightly in the sunlight.
He'd seen this yellow-toothed old elephant many times before, its body covered in auspicious clouds.
Therefore, he knew very well that this person was a celestial being.
Moreover, he was a celestial being of considerable status, after all, the sword bore the inscription "Demon Slayer."
"The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, Nezha the Third Prince."
The old elephant with yellow tusks trembled as it spat out the name of the person, then collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Nezha also descended from the sky, stood in front of the corpse, and with a flick of his hand, the Demon-Slaying Sword flew into his palm from not far away.
The all-powerful Nezha was now casting his gaze upon the Wasp King:
"Yellow-haired weasel, what are you doing here?"
As someone who personally experienced the great calamity of the Journey to the West, Nezha naturally understood it very well.
Logically speaking, the ordeal of the Yellow Wind King should have ended long ago, and he should have returned to the West. Why is he here now?
"Nezha, I'm here to kill this yellow-tusked old elephant, of course."
Yellow Wind King withdrew the three-pronged steel fork from his hand.
Nezha shook his head:
"Yellow-haired weasel, you'd better not concern yourself with the rest of the Golden-winged Roc. I will report the matter of the Yellow-tusked Elephant to the World Honored One. The matter of the Golden-winged Roc is now under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court."