Zhang Kui's Journey to the West in the Investiture of the Gods

The Demon King Xuanlang unleashed a furious attack, its power shaking the heavens and the earth.

That pitch-black demonic wind was not a simple storm, but a terrifying torrent that gathered countless evil spirits and great demonic power. Wherever it passed, the ground froze, the air tore apart, and even the light was swallowed up. With a shrill whistle like ghosts howling, it rushed straight towards Zhang Kui.

Even with the protection of talismans and the walls, the soldiers of the Shang army on the walls of the fortified village still felt a suffocating fear, as if their souls were about to be sucked away by the demonic wind.

However, Zhang Kui, facing this earth-shattering power, showed no fear in his eyes, but instead his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit.

"Well done!"

With a thunderous roar, he temporarily drowned out the howling of the demonic wind. The bloodline within him, originating from the ancient shaman Kuafu, instantly boiled. His blood and qi surged wildly through his meridians like molten lava, his skin glowed with a bronze luster, his muscles bulged, and his entire body swelled up at a visible speed, exuding a terrifying aura of savagery, antiquity, and overwhelming power.

At the same time, the three-stage golden core in Zhang Kui's dantian shone brightly, and the pure and vast Xuanmen magic power and the boiling Wu clan blood qi worked in parallel and miraculously merged under the golden core's control.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and a blurry but incomparably majestic phantom suddenly appeared behind Zhang Kui.

This phantom was over ten zhang tall, a massive and powerful giant draped in simple animal skin. Its exposed muscles exuded a wildness, containing a boundless power capable of chasing the scorching sun and shattering mountains and rivers. The giant's face was indistinct, except for a pair of eyes that seemed to contain endless ages, filled with unwavering determination and a primal sense of grandeur and tragedy.

Around the phantom, the earthy yellow earth vein energy and the green vegetation vitality spontaneously converged, forming a swirling band of light.

The Great Shaman Kuafu.

Although it was only a projection triggered by a trace of bloodline, it was enough to awe all living beings.

"What the hell is that?" The Black Wolf Demon King was shocked. From the blurry phantom, it sensed a suppression originating from the level of life itself. Although extremely weak, it caused a slight stagnation in the flow of its demonic power. This further fueled its ferocity. "Playing tricks! Die!"

The dark, demonic wind intensified, coalescing into an enormous wolf claw that tore through the sky and slammed down on Zhang Kui.

The phantom of Kuafu behind Zhang Kui moved accordingly, throwing a punch. There were no fancy techniques or mysterious spells; it was just the purest and most direct collision of power.

Zhang Kui rode the One-Horned Black Smoke Beast, merging with the phantom of Kuafu. Using his sword as a fist, he fiercely slashed upwards at the enormous demonic wolf claw, the blade emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The knife and claws clashed, producing a terrifying, deafening roar.

At the center of the collision, magical power erupted, and the shockwave spread wildly in a ring outwards, scraping away a layer of thick snow and the frozen soil beneath.

The walls of the fortified village shook violently, the talismans on them flickering, and the guards were shaken to their knees, terrified.

The unicorn-like beast beneath Zhang Kui let out a mournful cry, its hooves sinking deep into the ground as it barely withstood the impact.

The enormous demonic wolf claw was actually cleaved and shattered by Zhang Kui's seemingly simple slash! It transformed back into chaotic demonic winds that scattered and overflowed.

"Pfft!" Drawn by the force of the energy, the Black Wolf Demon King groaned, its massive phantom swaying slightly, its green wolf eyes filled with disbelief. In a pure contest of strength, it had actually lost; was its opponent even human?

Unbeknownst to it, Zhang Kui's power at this moment was a triple superposition of the power of the Wu Clan bloodline, the power of the Golden Core, and the will of the Great Wu Dharma Image. More importantly, at the moment of collision, Zhang Kui quietly activated the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Divine Power imprinted on his Golden Core.

This supernatural power does not simply increase strength, but rather forms a majestic law that "subdues all and represents the ultimate in power." Under the shroud of this majesty, the Xuanlang Demon King's demonic power is obstructed, as if he is wearing invisible shackles, and he can only exert seventy or eighty percent of his full power.

"A good opportunity!" Zhang Kui keenly seized the momentary obscurity in the opponent's demonic power circulation.

He suddenly spurred the Black Smoke Beast, which instantly transformed into a black lightning bolt, covering dozens of feet in an instant and closing in on the Xuanlang Demon King's true form. Zhang Kui's longsword sliced ​​through the air, emitting a shrill whistle, its speed like a storm, aimed straight at the Demon King's waist—a copper head, iron bones, and a tofu waist, these were the weaknesses of wolf-like demons.

The Xuanlang Demon King was both shocked and enraged. He rode the demonic wind and retreated rapidly, waving his claws to unleash a series of sharp wind blades in an attempt to block the attack. However, Zhang Kui's sword stance remained unchanged. The phantom of Kuafu behind him seemed to be synchronized with him, and the phantom of a dragon and tiger intertwined faintly appeared on the sword light, exuding supreme majesty, and actually deflected all the wind blades.

The blade was about to strike. In the critical moment, the Black Wolf Demon King twisted his body sharply, using his relatively hard shoulder blade to withstand the blow.

scoff!

Sparks flew everywhere, accompanied by a teeth-grinding tearing sound. The Xuanlang Demon King's protective aura was actually pierced through, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder blade, from which dark silver wolf blood spurted out.

"Awooo..." The Black Wolf Demon King let out a painful howl, a hint of fear flashing in its eyes. It was being completely suppressed, and the opponent's strange supernatural power was making it feel helpless.

"This can't go on." The Xuanlang Demon King, being an old demon, made a decision instantly. It leaped backward, breaking out of the battle, and its demonic aura erupted, temporarily forcing Zhang Kui, who was pursuing it, to retreat.

"Human, you have thoroughly enraged me." The voice of the Black Wolf Demon King became extremely ferocious and violent. "I will wipe you and this dilapidated fortress from the face of the earth."

With a roar, its body began to undergo a terrifying transformation. The demonic wind swirled back, merging entirely into its body, causing it to expand wildly as if inflated. Its dark silver fur stood on end like steel needles, and a strange lightning rune lit up on its forehead! In the blink of an eye, it revealed its true form—a gigantic demonic wolf over ten zhang long, entirely dark silver, with fangs like giant blades, its four claws wrapped in wind and thunder power, and its eyes like two balls of green ghost fire.

The terrifying demonic power of the late-stage Celestial Immortal was released without reservation, causing changes in the celestial phenomena. The dark clouds above the canyon churned violently, with streaks of silver lightning weaving through them, emitting deafening roars. The biting cold wind became even more piercing, carrying countless tiny wind blades.

This is the true strength of the Xuanlang Demon King, who commands wind and thunder and is invincible.

"Wind and Thunder Calamity!" The Xuanlang Demon King, now in its true form, roared, its massive jaws opening wide. A colossal pillar of light, a mixture of destructive lightning and tearing wind blades, hurtled towards Zhang Kui like divine punishment. At the same time, it swung its enormous wolf claws, summoning lightning from the sky. Dozens of thick bolts of lightning covered the entire fortified area like a thunder prison.

The pressure suddenly increased, and Zhang Kui felt as if he were in the eye of a raging storm, with every inch of space filled with destructive power.

His will was as firm as iron, and he never backed down.

"The Limitless Golden Elixir, impervious to all laws!" he roared inwardly, channeling the power of the Golden Elixir to its limit. Pure and vast Xuanmen magic power surged forth from his body, forming a solid golden shield. At the same time, the blurry Kuafu Dharma Image behind him seemed to sense the challenge, becoming more solid. The earthy yellow power of the earth veins and the green essence of the plants surged even more fiercely, merging into the Dharma Image and Zhang Kui's body, jointly resisting the power of wind and thunder.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The pillars of lightning and countless wind blades slammed into Zhang Kui's protective golden light and the phantom of Kuafu, unleashing a series of explosions. The golden light swayed violently, the phantom of Kuafu also trembled slightly, and the ground beneath Zhang Kui continued to explode, but he remained as immovable as a reef.

However, the full-force attack of a late-stage Celestial Immortal demon was truly terrifying. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Kui's mouth, his blood and qi churned violently, cracks began to appear in the golden light protecting his body, and the phantom of Kuafu became even dimmer.

"No, we can't just defend all the time, we have to counterattack." Zhang Kui realized that this prolonged defense would inevitably lead to defeat, and they had to break the deadlock.

He then stopped simply defending and instead focused his mind on his dantian, frantically activating the golden core Dao patterns that were imprinted with the seeds of the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming Divine Power.

"Subduing dragons and tigers! It's not about subduing external things, but about subduing one's own mind. All appearances are not appearances, that is the true meaning." Under the pressure of life and death, he had a sudden inspiration and gained a deeper understanding of this great supernatural power.

At this moment, the Kuafu Dharma Image behind him also underwent a strange change. The blurry serpent phantom that was originally wrapped around the Dharma Image's arms and formed from qi and blood and evil energy let out a silent hiss and began to collapse and disintegrate.

At the same time, the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling resounded through the void.

The collapsed Tengshe blood and qi, the power of the laws of the supernatural seed, and Zhang Kui's own understanding of "power" rapidly merged and reshaped.

The next moment, on the left arm of the gradually clearer Kuafu phantom, a clear blue dragon head emerged, its four claws ferocious, its tail wrapped around the right elbow, exuding supreme power and majesty; below the right knee, a white tiger formed from Geng metal evil energy suddenly appeared, tightly bound to the Dharma image, its tiger eyes wide open, roaring towards the sky, radiating overwhelming killing intent and sharp aura.

He had truly mastered the supernatural power of subduing dragons and tigers, manifesting the true forms of dragons and tigers, and resonating with the image of Kuafu.

"Roar!" "Howl!"

The sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling, combined with the silent roar of the Kuafu Dharma Image, created an even more terrifying and domineering aura, which actually suppressed the wind and thunder power of the Xuanlang Demon King.

Zhang Kui felt that his control over power had reached a whole new level, and with every move he made, he truly possessed the ability to subdue dragons and tigers.

He let out a long roar that echoed across the land, and launched an attack.

"What!" The Xuanlang Demon King's pupils shrank, and an unprecedented sense of crisis rose in its heart. It desperately urged the wind and thunder, summoning countless bolts of lightning and wind blades to bombard Zhang Kui who was charging towards it.

But at this moment, Zhang Kui was accompanied by dragons and tigers, and was imbued with the laws of nature. His swordsmanship was wide and powerful, containing immense strength. Every strike made the Xuanlang Demon King tremble with fear.

The phantom of a blue dragon coiled around the blade's light, shattering the thunder; the baleful aura of a white tiger clung to the blade's momentum, cutting through the storm.

Swish!

With a flash of the blade, the Black Wolf Demon King was unable to dodge in time, and another deep wound appeared on his body, exposing the bone.

boom!

With a single punch, the demon king's protective aura caved in, and the massive wolf staggered.

The Xuanlang Demon King was completely panicked! Its wind and thunder power was unable to effectively kill its opponent, while the opponent's attacks were hitting its flesh and drawing blood with every blow. The might of the dragon and tiger was constantly impacting its demon soul, greatly reducing its strength.

With the balance of power shifting, signs of the Black Wolf Demon King's defeat are already emerging.

"No...it's impossible." The Black Wolf Demon King roared unwillingly, trying to make a final struggle.

But would Zhang Kui give it another chance?

He fought with increasing ferocity, his mastery of the Dragon-Subduing and Tiger-Taming Divine Power combined with the Kuafu Dharma Image becoming ever more refined. Finally, after a head-on collision, the Xuanlang Demon King let out a mournful howl as his massive demonic body was slammed to the ground by a punch from the Kuafu Dharma Image, which contained the power of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger, creating a huge crater in the ground.

Smoke and dust mixed with snowflakes rose up in all directions.

The Black Wolf Demon King struggled to get up, but Zhang Kui was right behind it, his blade already pressed against its throat. The blade bore the illusory images of dragons and tigers, suppressing the remaining demonic power within its body.

The Black Wolf Demon King lay at the bottom of the pit, riddled with wounds. Its dark silver fur was stained and filthy with blood and dust. Its bright green eyes were filled with unbelievable fear and utter despair. It could feel its demonic power weakening under the strange, corrosive influence of its opponent's abilities…

A deafening cheer erupted from the fortified village. All the Shang soldiers were filled with fervor and excitement.

Zhang Kui looked down at the dying demon king at the bottom of the pit with icy eyes.

"You're saying even a god couldn't save me?" he said calmly. "Now, it seems even a god can't save you."

The last glimmer of ferocity in the eyes of the Black Wolf Demon King vanished completely, leaving only endless fear and pleading.