Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

The two fellows had been shouting for quite a while, but the cave was as silent as ever.

Sun Wukong took a sip of water and said, "Little White, we've yelled our throats hoarse, we've gone through the motions, we've done our duty, can we go now?"

The White Dragon Horse nodded with his long face and said, "Pretty much, let's go find a place to rest and get something good to eat."

Sun Wukong nodded…

Just then, the ground trembled slightly, and a sound came from within the Black Wind Cave.

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, "He's out, that black thing is out! This good-for-nothing who doesn't respond to provocation actually came out… Hey, isn't this just causing me trouble?"

The White Dragon Horse moved closer, pressing his ear against the stone door of the cave and, after listening for a while, muttered, "Big brother, something's not right with these sounds."

Sun Wukong also came over to listen, and after a while, he muttered, "It's a bit off… These sounds, this speed, this feeling, it doesn't sound like walking, it's more like demolition? No, this feels vaguely familiar…"

The next moment, Sun Wukong and the White Dragon Horse thought of something at the same time and shouted in unison, "Run!"

Boom!

The stone door exploded, and a black figure was blasted out by a giant fist.

Sun Wukong and the White Dragon Horse didn't even have time to dodge before they were engulfed by the fist power, sent flying back, crashing through mountains and stones, scattering debris in their wake...

Finally, the fist power penetrated a distant mountain peak before it dissipated entirely.

Inside the mountain, three figures lay amidst the ruins, legs twitching, foam at their mouths, faces bruised and swelling, motionless as they looked at each other.

"Big brother… are you still alive?" the White Dragon Horse asked tentatively.

Sun Wukong flipped his eyelids, "Alive… And that hairless, black-skinned monkey, how are you?"

The black bear spirit, looking like a battered pig's head, spat out some blood, "Not dead… I… I'm a bear, not a monkey… Damn monkey, you screwed me over…"

Sun Wukong, being the stronger one, recovered faster, and soon sat up. Seeing the state of the black bear spirit, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Heh heh… Hahaha… You're the Black Bear Spirit?

Hahahaha…

I didn't screw you over; you took the man yourself, I didn't force you to take him.

We agreed, if you brought him back, I wouldn't let you off, remember?"

The Black Bear Spirit also had his pride and, spurred on by these words, declared defiantly, "Don't worry, I haven't lost yet!"

Sun Wukong and the White Dragon Horse both gave him an encouraging gesture, "Good luck!"

The Black Bear Spirit gritted his teeth and charged back in.

When he saw Tang Sanzang again, the Black Bear Spirit's face twisted in frustration!

There, all the bears from his Black Bear clan had been stripped of their fur by that thieving bald guy, leaving them bare and pitiful to behold.

And that thieving bald guy was actually sitting on the door plank, wrapping a pile of soft belly fur from the bears in a red cloak and stitching it all together… It seemed like he was making a quilt!

"Finished!"

Tang Sanzang was very pleased with his handiwork. He then threw the quilt on the door plank, lay on it, and felt incredibly comfortable.

He stretched lazily and exclaimed, "Now that's what I call comfort… Time for sleep!"

"Hold on!" the Black Bear Spirit roared.

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and looked towards the Black Bear Spirit, "What's up?"

The Black Bear Spirit wanted to appear tough, but recalling the terror of that fist, he swallowed his saliva and said, "No, nothing… Just, master, wasn't your kasaya damaged?"

Tang Sanzang glanced at his kasaya and responded, "I'm not sure, it did tear earlier, but it has somehow mended itself. Anything else?"

"No… nothing more. It's windy, please cover yourself well with the blanket, I'll go fix the entrance to the cave," the Black Bear Spirit said.

"Understandable, off you go." Having said that, Tang Sanzang just turned over and fell sound asleep.

The Bear Demon was close to tears with frustration; he swore he had never felt so stifled in his whole life.

But in the end, the Bear Demon still led a group of bear spirits to block the cave entrance.

After dealing with these matters, Tang Sanzang was already sleeping soundly, his snores thunderous.

"Your Majesty..." A few bear spirits looked pitifully at the Bear Demon.

The Bear Demon waved his hand, signaling them to back off, and then tiptoed over to Tang Sanzang. A cold glint flickered in his eyes as he raised his bear paw high, gritted his teeth, and thought, "Die!"

He channeled all his strength and swung down his paw!

Just then, Tang Sanzang opened his eyes.

The Bear Demon had a feeling that if his paw came down, he would be dead without a doubt. In this critical moment, he forcibly stopped his bear paw...

Tang Sanzang squinted at him and chuckled coldly, "You little fat black monkey, what are you trying to do?"

The Bear Demon felt like death was looming over him, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Swallowing hard, he said with difficulty, "Uh... haha... Master, you see... there are mosquitoes in this cave. I was worried they would disturb your rest, so I was just trying to help you swat a mosquito."

Realizing, Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "So that's what it was."

The Bear Demon and a group of bear spirits nodded frantically in agreement, "Yes, yes, that's it."

Seeing that Tang Sanzang seemed to believe him, the Bear Demon secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Phew... thankfully this baldy isn't very bright..."

But the next moment, he saw Tang Sanzang suddenly sit up and shout, "Watch out, a mosquito!"

The Bear Demon clearly understood there were no mosquitoes in this monster cave.

The next moment, the bald man's palm came slapping over!

All he managed to utter was a "Damn!"

Smack!

With a crisp sound, the bear spirits saw their king turned into a black cannonball once again, flying out and smashing through the newly repaired cave entrance...

Outside, Sun Wukong and Bai Mo had just sat down.

Bai Mo, still terrified, looked at the broken entrance of the Black Wind Cave and said, "Elder Brother, are we still going to sit here? I'm afraid of being an innocent bystander again."

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "No, statistically, we shouldn't get hit by the same thing from the same place by the same person. That black bear, no matter how foolish, should know to change spots, or not to provoke our master..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ground shook and the mountain trembled.

The two looked at each other, each seeing the familiar feeling in the other's eyes.

All Sun Wukong managed to say was, "Damn!"

The next moment, a black shadow burst through the mountain and came barreling toward them. The two were caught in the crossfire and sent flying again.

Another hole was smashed into a distant mountain peak.

In the cave...

Bai Mo struggled to speak, "Elder Brother... didn't you say..."

"I didn't say anything... help me up, my butt hurts," cried Sun Wukong.

On the other side, the Bear Demon struggled to crawl out from under a rock and cursed, "Damn, is that really a Monk? Why does it feel like a monster to me?"

Sun Wukong responded, "Big brother, be careful with your words."

The Bear Demon immediately shut his mouth, took a deep breath, took a couple of pills, felt a bit better, and then, rubbing his almost unrecognizable beaten face, asked, "Monkey, what were you thinking? Why would you escort him on the journey to the West?"