Journey to the West: I am the fiercest bird under Bodhi's seat

Knowing he couldn't escape, the monkey turned around, scratched his ear, and said, "Wen Zhong, that Martial Virtue Star Lord insulted me first, so he deserved to be killed. I advise you to quickly withdraw your formation and let me leave, or you'll die under the Golden Cudgel. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Wen Zhong sneered: "Stubborn to the end."

A celestial ruler behind him spoke up: "Grand Tutor, where is that golden crow?"

The Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings of the Thunder Department were mostly former disciples of the Jie Sect, as well as some former generals of the Shang Dynasty. Therefore, Wen Zhong was still respectfully addressed as "Grand Tutor".

Wen Zhong looked around and, as expected, did not see Ye Feng. He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Let's set aside the Taihuang Emperor for now. Since Wude Xingjun was killed by this monkey, let's bring him to see the Jade Emperor first, and then make a decision."

Before he finished speaking, a pair of whips, male and female, appeared in his hands. With a light touch, ten thousand bolts of lightning surged out in an instant, like a celestial river rolling back, sweeping across the sky and rushing straight towards the monkey.

……

Meanwhile, the monkey had been blocked outside the South Heavenly Gate by the Thunder Gods, but we'll leave that aside for now.

At this moment, Ye Feng, who had transformed into the form of Venus, was leisurely riding the clouds, slowly traveling through the depths of the Heavenly Palace.

He walked with a leisurely pace, as if he were a leisurely old immortal. Along the way, he did not forget to take in the magnificent buildings and auspicious clouds around him, and his expression was as calm as if he were attending a leisurely tea gathering.

Along the way, we occasionally saw celestial soldiers and generals coming in an endless stream, all hurrying towards the South Heavenly Gate.

He understood immediately: "The monkey must have been stopped but was difficult to subdue, so they called for reinforcements."

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and even the auspicious clouds beneath his feet seemed to lighten his pace.

Although the monkey was only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, it possessed an ability that was difficult for others to match—the Seventy-Two Transformations, which specialized in physical cultivation, and had long since refined an immortal body.

Even if all the gods of Heaven surrounded him, they would not be able to capture him in a short time.

It is an excellent tank.

If you have read the original "Journey to the West", you will understand that when the Great Sage made havoc in the Heavenly Palace, he relied on the word "bear".

"I, Old Sun, am not afraid of being beaten. You can't kill one of you, and you still can't do anything to me even if a whole group comes."

After flying on the clouds for about half an hour, passing through the seventy-two palaces of the Heavenly Palace, a dazzling golden palace suddenly appeared before our eyes.

This was precisely Ye Feng's destination—

Heavenly Treasury

He had planned for today's events long ago.

As early as the first day that Wu De Xing Jun was ordered to transfer the monkey into the Imperial Horse Stable, he had already seen through the whole situation.

But he did not stop them. Instead, he went with the flow, using the monkeys' chaos to distract the Heavenly Court, while he secretly plotted to obtain a treasure from the treasury.

He learned by chance that this treasure was hidden in the Heavenly Palace during a casual chat with Venus while they were drinking. At that moment, he made up his mind to get it.

At this moment, he stopped in front of the treasure vault, concealed his escape light, and quietly landed.

Two guardian generals stood majestically before the gate, one clad in golden armor and the other in a silver robe.

Upon seeing that the visitor was "Venus," the two immediately bowed and greeted him, saying, "Greetings, Venus Star Lord."

Ye Feng nodded with a smile: "Generals Jin and Yin, it's been a long time."

These two divine generals were ordered to guard the treasure vault; their cultivation was remarkable, and their responsibilities were of great importance.

The golden-armored general asked, "What brings you here, Star Lord?"

Ye Feng said solemnly, "The 'Golden Monkey Grand Marshal,' personally appointed by the Jade Emperor the other day, has rebelled against Heaven for violating the Heavenly Rules and killing the Martial Virtue Star Lord. Although the gods have surrounded him, his supernatural powers are too great to capture quickly. The Jade Emperor has specially ordered me to come to the treasure vault to retrieve the Immortal Binding Rope to subdue him."

The Immortal Binding Rope was originally a magical artifact of Ju Liusun, a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect.

It was renowned during the ancient War of Investiture of the Gods, and after the war, it belonged to the Heavenly Court and was treasured in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

Aside from this treasure, the treasury also contains many other innate spiritual treasures, all of which are extraordinary.

After hearing the reason, the silver-armored general cautiously asked, "Star Lord, is there a decree from the Great Heavenly Venerable?"

Ye Feng said with a hint of helplessness, "It was an emergency, and I didn't bring it with me in the rush. Please open the door and take the treasure first, and I will provide the voucher later."

The golden-armored general shook his head with a wry smile: "Star Lord, please don't make fun of us. You know very well that the treasure vault must not be opened without the Great Heavenly Venerable's decree. You are a close minister, why don't you go and ask for an imperial edict? It wouldn't take much effort."

Ye Feng frowned, his face darkening: "Why are you all so long-winded! If the monkey escapes because of this delay, I will definitely impeach you for dereliction of duty before the Great Celestial Venerable!"

Jin and Yin hurriedly smiled obsequiously, agreeing verbally, but their bodies remained blocking the doorway, refusing to budge.

Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed softly and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright. Since you don't believe me, come here, I'll show you the token of the Great Celestial Venerable."

The golden-armored general believed it to be true, stepped forward, and lowered his head to look.

Unexpectedly, a fist suddenly appeared and rapidly enlarged in front of him—

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, as if the Heaven-Turning Seal had crashed down on him, he was immediately dizzy and his soul was shaken.

At the same time, Ye Feng formed a hand seal with one hand, chanted a spell in a low voice, and pointed his fingertip. The golden-armored general immediately felt his primordial spirit being bound by chains, frozen in place, unable to move.

The silver-armored general sensed something amiss and immediately raised his divine mace, gathering silver light and surging with malevolent energy, transforming it into heavy, mercury-like bolts of lightning, ready to strike—

Ye Feng had already turned around, a green bamboo staff appearing in his hand, which he gently brushed.

A burst of colorful light appeared, and with a crisp snap, the divine mace shattered into pieces, falling like snowflakes.

The silver-armored general stared in disbelief, his face filled with horror. Before he could react, Ye Feng struck him on the forehead with a finger.

His primordial spirit froze instantly, and his body remained motionless like a sculpture.

Ye Feng withdrew his finger and said calmly, "Why bother? You're forcing me to take action."

The two deities rolled their eyes, filled with resentment but unable to speak.

Ye Feng ignored them, bent down and searched their bodies for a moment, taking out two tokens, one gold and one silver.

Upon reaching the entrance to the treasure vault, one sees two grooves on the side of the door that perfectly match the shape of the token.

Embed the token within it —

Rumble!

A loud bang was heard, and the heavy doors of the treasure vault slowly opened.

Ye Feng flashed and stepped inside.

In an instant, countless rays of light burst forth, radiating golden brilliance that was almost blinding.

The layout here is similar to that of the Dragon Palace Treasury, with altars set up and a treasure floating on each altar.

Ye Feng glanced at them briefly and estimated that there were probably no fewer than several hundred.

The aura emanating from these magical artifacts was extremely powerful, far surpassing that of the Dragon Palace's collection.

The further out you go, the weaker the magic weapon becomes; the deeper you go, the more astonishing its power becomes.

His eyes flickered slightly, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him. Even the outermost few weapons were in no way inferior to the halberd wielded by the old Dragon King.

Unfortunately, each altar is shrouded in a powerful restriction, and only those who possess a specific talisman can take the items.

This formation was personally set up by the Jade Emperor, and Ye Feng, with his current cultivation level, is powerless to break it.

He walked slowly forward, and the magical treasures he saw along the way floated in the air, their radiance gradually increasing.

Reaching the tip of the bell-shaped area, he saw the legendary Immortal Binding Rope.

Further in, several familiar objects came into view—an ancient bronze coin and a crystal-clear mirror.

Ye Feng sighed softly, but did not linger, and continued to delve deeper.

As they approached the heart of the treasure vault, a golden longsword, ancient in appearance, hung silently on an altar.

The sword, three feet and three inches long, exudes an indescribable grandeur.

The front is engraved with the image of "Ten Thousand Demons Paying Homage to the Golden Crow", while the back shows a picture of the stars in the sky. In the center of the star sea, a man in imperial robes stands on the star core, pointing to the sky and ruling over all the heavens.

"Finally found it... the Demon Emperor Sword." Ye Feng said softly, slowly exhaling.

In ancient times, heaven and earth were divided: the demon race ruled the heavens and led all the races of the primordial world; the witch race guarded the earth and controlled the six paths of reincarnation.

The two were sworn enemies, constantly at war.

The Wu tribe are descendants of Pangu, specializing in physical cultivation. Each great shaman possesses an immortal body, making them extremely difficult to kill.

At that time, the Demon Court had two emperors standing side by side—Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Although Di Jun possessed the supreme innate spiritual treasure "Hetu Luoshu", his killing power was insufficient to harm the body of the Ancestral Witch.

Thus, the Demon Court used 9,999 kinds of rare treasures from heaven and earth and 9,999 kinds of innate materials, spending 90,000 years to finally forge this sword.

This sword is named "Demon Emperor Sword", also known as "Witch Killing Sword".

It is ranked among the top-grade acquired spiritual treasures, with power comparable to that of a superior-grade innate artifact.

What is particularly crucial is its unique attribute—it is specifically designed to counter immortality.

Furthermore, as it was Emperor Jun's sword, it held extraordinary symbolic significance and held a supreme position among the demon race.

After confirming the target, Ye Feng raised his left hand and lightly ran his right fingernail across his wrist.

In an instant, golden blood dripped down—pure golden crow blood, seeping from the wound and falling into the altar's protective barrier.

This restriction was created by the Jade Emperor, and cannot be broken by ordinary means.

But the Demon Emperor Sword is different; it is unbreakable from the outside, but it may respond to the bloodline's call from within.

The moment the blood fell, the once silent sword trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious sword cry resounded through the void, as if an ancient hero, awakened from endless ages, had opened his eyes once more.

Golden light flowed, and the myriad demons and golden crows on the sword seemed to come alive, while the stars on the back also lit up.

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light shot into the sky!

An unparalleled sword intent erupted, causing the entire Heavenly Emperor's Treasury to tremble slightly.

The Demon Emperor Sword shot upwards, crashing into the invisible barrier that sealed it.

The sword remained still, yet the light grew stronger, and cracks appeared on the surface of the barrier.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the restriction shattered.

Ye Feng reached out and grasped the sword light, which fell into his palm and shone brightly.

The dazzling golden light spread from the hilt of the sword to his entire body. Just by holding the sword, he felt a connection to his blood, as if they were one.

It can unleash its full power without the need for refining.

After a long while, the golden light gradually faded.

Ye Feng stared at the long sword in his hand, his eyes filled with reverence.

For him, the value of this sword lies not only in its combat power.

More importantly, it is symbolic—since the destruction of the Demon Court and the decline of the demon race, those once mighty demon gods who roamed the world would be shaken to their core and kneel in worship upon seeing this sword.

This sword has been sealed away in the Heavenly Court for countless years, and no one has been able to touch it.

It is the true sword of the Demon Emperor, and it only recognizes the Golden Crow bloodline as its supreme authority.

Although Lu Ya was also a descendant of the Golden Crow, he lived in seclusion overseas. How could he dare to step into the forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Court to retrieve the sword?

Ye Feng stood still for a moment, then put the Demon Emperor Sword into his body and turned to leave the treasure vault.

Along the way, the two divine generals, Jin and Yin, were still bound in place. He didn't even look at them, and transformed into a streak of light to leave, heading straight for the South Heavenly Gate.