This Tang Monk Isn't Very Proper

They say that yesterday at the Southern Heavenly Gate, the Clairvoyant used a xianxia-style camera to capture a breathtaking scene.

It was a perilous peak among the Ten Thousand Mountains.

At the edge of a cliff with no visible bottom, two forces faced off against each other.

One side was the pilgrimage party. At their head was the White Dragon Horse, with lions, tigers, dogs, and all manner of ancient mythical beasts lined up beside him, pulling an inconspicuous carriage together.

Inside the carriage, Tang Sanzang was surrounded by two alluring beauties, dressed in his kasaya and wearing an expression of boundless compassion.

Beside him, his three disciples, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing, were playing landlord, their faces flushed red.

On the roof, a nine-clawed golden dragon roared at the sky.

At the very back, countless armies stood beneath fluttering banners.

Facing them, three demon kings and tens of thousands of lesser demons crouched on the ground, each with hands clasped over their heads, trembling in fear…