Douluo Dalu: I Am the Great Sage of the Journey to the West, Exposed by the Sky Screen

The sky screen descended upon Douluo Dalu, forcibly selecting the lucky ones to be sent to the mysterious world of Journey to the West. As long as they returned alive, they could obtain all kinds of god-level rewards. When the news spread, the entire world erupted. Tang San wore a look of disdain. “The world of Journey to the West? You can tell from the name alone that it is a low-level plane.” Yu Xiaogang stood proudly. “It is merely a savage world. Sending any Soul Master there would be enough to conquer it with ease!” But when the trial truly began, Douluo Dalu fell completely silent. Xiao Zuanfeng casually sneezed, and a howling gale instantly blew a Titled Douluo apart, melting flesh and bones and annihilating his soul! Benbo'er Ba casually thrust out his fork, and even the mighty Destruction God King could only kneel on the ground, frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy! The Great Sage Equal to Heaven smashed a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers with a single staff, Erlang Shen’s third eye opened and closed as it tore the firmament apart, and the Third Prince Nezha’s Red Armillary Sash stirred the heavens and earth of the Three Realms! Tang San’s face turned deathly pale. “What... what kind of place is this?!” Yu Xiaogang’s lips trembled. “My theories... why have all my theories stopped working?” The beliefs of Douluo Dalu collapsed! Countless years ago. Ye Chengfeng transmigrated into the world of Journey to the West, beginning as a little snake and binding himself to the Heaven-Devouring Earth-Devouring System. He devoured his way forward, proved himself a Saint of the Demon Race, and founded the supreme Demon Court! He had thought his days would continue on in this dull fashion forever. Until one day, the sky screen flickered, and several stunning figures landed, trembling, in the rear garden of his palace. Looking at the terrified Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and the others before him, the corners of Ye Chengfeng’s lips lifted slightly. “Interesting. Is this Douluo Dalu’s home-delivery service?”