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

Wen Zhong roared, "All Heavenly Lords, quickly gather around me and set up the Myriad Thunder Heavenly Prison Formation!"

He then shouted to the Fire Department, "Luo Xuan! I can pinpoint his location; please lend me a hand!"

After he finished speaking, his third eye on his forehead opened again, and a beam of light as straight as a pillar shot out, firmly locking onto the blurry golden figure.

The figure was enveloped in golden light, its four wings flapping, each flap covering a thousand miles, as if distance meant nothing to it.

Fire Star Lord Luo Xuan kept a close watch and loudly commanded, "Nine Netherworld Fire, prepare!"

The fire gods immediately formed an array, and chilling black flames soared into the sky.

This fire originates from the Netherworld and is an extremely cold and yin flame, specifically designed to counter fire-attribute spirits.

After the formation was completed, it could not be activated for a long time.

A celestial being cried out anxiously, "Star Lord, this won't do! He's too fast; we can't keep up!"

Luo Xuan roared, "Grand Tutor! Can you slow down a bit?!"

Wen Zhong was about to respond with a wry smile when he saw Ye Feng, who was speeding by, suddenly stop.

Before he could think further, Ye Feng had already looked at him.

Their eyes met, and Ye Feng saw two golden flames flickering in his eyes, gradually condensing into the shape of a golden crow.

Wen Zhong let out a muffled groan, his third eye instantly closed, and a tear of blood slid down from the corner of his eye.

But that momentary pause was enough to be fatal.

Luo Xuan acted decisively, shouting, "Fire—!"

In an instant, a torrent of Netherworld Fire poured down, darkening half the sky.

Ye Feng remained standing in place, without dodging.

He raised the Demon Emperor Sword with his backhand and slashed it through the air towards the sea of ​​fire.

Instantly, thousands of golden sword energies erupted, colliding head-on with the sky full of black flames.

With a deafening roar, the sword light pierced through the Netherfire, and golden flames suddenly ignited, sweeping in reverse.

Fire burns fire, flame eats flame.

The sky above Huaguo Mountain at this moment resembled a magnificent yet cruel feast.

In the end, the Nine Netherworld Flames were completely swallowed up, then surged back, rushing towards the Fire Tribe like a raging tide.

In an instant, flames engulfed the sky. The generals of the Fire Department used numerous spells to resist, but they could not stop the rampant spread of the true fire of the sun.

In the blink of an eye, the six Heavenly Lords were engulfed by flames, their primordial spirits leaving their bodies and ascending into the sky, heading straight for the Heavenly Court.

At this point, both the Thunder Department and the Fire Department were thrown into chaos and unable to help themselves. The two major forces that the Heavenly Court relied on for the war effort lost their fighting power in an instant.

Ye Feng's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the monkey who was locked in combat with Qi Sha and Tan Lang.

He wielded his golden cudgel, its shadow like a mountain, forcing the two star lords to retreat step by step, but for a time it was still difficult to determine a winner.

Ye Feng's wings fluttered slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing beside the Star Lord of Greed.

The star lord had just been knocked back several steps by the monkey's staff, and his arms were still sore and numb, so he hadn't had time to catch his breath.

A golden light flashed past his neck, and the longsword was already pressed against his throat—

The head fell off with a thud, golden flames rose from the wound, and the body instantly turned to ashes.

At the same time, Ye Feng swung his sword in his other hand.

The sword was drawn from several feet away, but by the time it fell, the person was already in front of him.

This move is incredibly swift; even a Taiyi Golden Immortal would find it difficult to dodge.

However—the sword missed its mark.

Zhang Kui reacted extremely quickly. The instant the sword light descended, he yanked the reins of the one-horned black cloud beast, transforming into a black rainbow that shot into the sky, and fled in panic.

Ye Feng vaguely noticed that the rhythm of the Dark Cloud Beast's four hooves treading the air subtly matched the rhythm of his own flapping wings and shifting.

Of the three Star Lords, he was the only one who escaped.

He landed beside Wen Zhong, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and whispered, "Grand Tutor, what should we do now?"

Wen Zhong's third eye on his forehead was closed, his aura weak. He surveyed the battlefield: the heavenly soldiers below were still suppressing the demons' fighting, but the fire department was in chaos. Luo Xuan held the Heavenly Fire Cover, struggling to extinguish the rampant true fire. Nezha and the Black Bear Spirit were still locked in fierce battle. Ye Feng had already reunited with the monkey.

As for the position of commander-in-chief of the Heavenly Court, it was not meant for anyone else. After the departure of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, Li Jing was terrified and looked around the Thunder Department formation, but he was completely useless.

Wen Zhong sighed inwardly, knowing that the situation was hopeless.

However, he could not issue the order to retreat, so he could only remain silent and subtly give Zhang Kui a wink.

Zhang Kui understood, turned to Li Jing, cupped his hands, and asked loudly, "Your Majesty! The demonic forces are rampant; what should we do now?"

Li Jing gripped the Linglong Pagoda tightly, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. He knew the defeat was inevitable—no one on his side could stand against Ye Feng.

But what about saving face if they withdrew their troops? He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided against giving the order.

At this moment, the monkey had reunited with Ye Feng. Still not satisfied, he swung his golden cudgel and shouted, "Senior brother, why are you interfering? In a few more moments, I could have killed those two star lords!"

Ye Feng chuckled inwardly, but didn't point it out: "Don't get bogged down in battle; defeating the Heavenly Court is the priority."

The monkey looked around and saw that its descendants were being chased by heavenly soldiers, and its anger flared up.

He plucked a handful of monkey hair, put it in his mouth, chewed it, then spat it out and shouted, "Transform!"

In an instant, thousands of monkeys appeared out of thin air, each wielding a stick, and rushed towards the heavenly soldiers like a tidal wave.

This is the supernatural power of the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends.

Ye Feng would naturally know how to do it too.

However, as a member of the Feathered Clan, he has little hair to use in his human form unless he forcibly tears off his hair or reveals his true form to pluck feathers to cast spells.

He cherishes his feathers as much as his own life; how could he possibly damage his wings for this?

Instead of imitating it, I'm happy to see it happen—after all, monkeys have plenty of hair, enough for them.

The arrival of this surprise force greatly boosted the morale of the previously demoralized demon horde, who then launched a fierce counterattack.

With Sun Wukong's clones assisting in the battle, the heavenly soldiers were pushed back several miles.

Even the twenty-one constellations, who were originally caught in the melee and had routed the seventy-two demon kings, stopped fighting when they saw the situation in the sky reverse.

After the monkey displayed its supernatural powers, it looked up at the location of the Thunder Department, let out a loud shout, and charged straight up with its golden cudgel.

Wen Zhong was greatly alarmed and quickly set up layers of lightning nets to block them.

The monkey, utterly unafraid, feigned intimidation, swinging its club and piercing through three layers of lightning nets. Its fur was singed black from the shock, but it didn't care, roaring loudly:

"Listen, all you gods! The Heavenly Court has been too oppressive. That Martial Virtue Star Lord has repeatedly humiliated me, Old Sun. His death today is entirely his own fault! You all return to the Jade Emperor immediately—"

If you are willing to acknowledge my brother's name, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, then both sides will immediately cease hostilities and make peace.

If they refuse to admit it, I, Old Sun, will gather all the land and sea troops of Flower Fruit Mountain, storm the Heavenly Palace, and make sure the person in the Lingxiao Palace is replaced!

Upon hearing these words, Li Jing and the others turned pale.

How utterly ignorant and fearless!

Even Ye Feng couldn't help but shrink back when he heard this.

No, that's not what I meant. I really don't want to sit in that seat.

The monkey was ignorant and unaware, but how could he not understand?

If you really anger the Jade Emperor, the entire Flower Fruit Mountain combined wouldn't be enough for him to flatten with a single palm strike.

The reason they have remained unscathed so far is simply because they have a sage standing behind them, which makes the Heavenly Court wary.

Otherwise... hehe.

Li Jing forced himself to remain calm and shouted sternly, "You demon monkey, cease your arrogance! Once I return to the Heavenly Palace, I will surely report this to the Jade Emperor!"

Having said that, he roared, "Withdraw the troops!"

With a flick of his cloak, he took to the air and fled straight towards the Heavenly Court.

Wen Zhong dismantled the thunder formation, gathered the Heavenly Lords, and led the troops back.

Luo Xuan, the Fire God, had finally managed to retrieve all of the True Fire of the Sun and was unwilling to stay any longer, so he immediately retreated with the team.

Along with countless heavenly soldiers and the star generals who had fought on Flower Fruit Mountain, they all withdrew from the battlefield, concealing their supernatural powers.

The demons of Flower Fruit Mountain rose up in clouds of demonic energy, and the lesser demons all over the mountain surrounded them, laughing loudly and making a ruckus at the retreating Heavenly Army.

The gods of Heaven silently proceeded, paying no heed to their words, focused only on their journey.

Only Nezha was still locked in a fierce battle with the Black Bear Demon.

The black bear demon had already used every trick in the book and was now panting heavily, while its opponent remained energetic, with a normal expression and no signs of fatigue.

The black bear spirit gasped, "Little...child, your father...is gone, huff...huff...why are you still fighting with me, old bear...?"

He was panting heavily as he spoke.

Nezha looked up at the sky, a smile playing on his lips, and put away his fire-tipped spear.

"You bear are quite capable. I'll play with you again next time."

Upon hearing this, the black bear spirit's entire body trembled, and he hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, no! Let's forget about it next time. You should find someone else!"

Nezha chuckled lightly, and his Wind and Fire Wheels spun rapidly beneath his feet, transforming into a streak of crimson flame as he chased after the Heavenly Army.

A moment later, the heavenly soldiers and generals completely disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds. A deafening cheer erupted from Flower Fruit Mountain.

Ye Feng sheathed his twin swords and slowly descended on a cloud.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he looked up at a certain spot in mid-air—sure enough, an ancient wine pot was quietly floating in the void.

It was the very Pure Yang Immortal Pot that Chisongzi had used to trap him in the past. He reached out and beckoned, and the pot fell into his palm.

Just then, the monkey arrived on a cloud, and upon seeing the object in his hand, his eyes lit up: "Senior brother, this is a good thing!"

He had personally witnessed Ye Feng and Chi Songzi enter the world inside the pot, so he naturally knew that the pot contained a secret.

Ye Feng smiled, lifted the lid of the pot, and tilted it downwards. Instantly, a storm arose, and a weapon covered in cracks fell out—it was the Wind and Rain Mace.

He held it in his hand and waved it twice, and the sound of waves echoed in his ears.

It is still usable.

He nodded slightly and put the magic pot into his sleeve.

Soon after, the black bear spirit also arrived.

The three demon kings landed side by side on the mountaintop, and the demon kings of the seventy-two caves and thousands of monkey demons came forward to celebrate.

Sun Wukong was the most excited, and he said loudly, "My children! We have won a great victory today! Quickly prepare a feast! I, your old Sun, will hold a grand celebration!"

The demons echoed in unison.

In an instant, a stone table and chairs were set up in front of the Water Curtain Cave, and delicacies, fruits, and fine wines were served one by one. Ye Feng sat on the left, and the monkey sat on the right.

Since ancient times, the left has been considered superior, and this move clearly indicates that Ye Feng's status is slightly higher than others.

Following them are the Black Bear Spirit, the Four Great Monkey Generals, and then the Seventy-Two Cave Demon Kings.

One jar after another of fine wines to enjoy, all of which were top-quality monkey wine brewed by Huaguo Mountain itself.

No one used any magic to sober him up, and after only a few rounds, he was already feeling slightly tipsy.

This time, even Ye Feng's face turned flushed from drinking, and he was slightly drunk.

He felt a sense of joy.

Since arriving in this realm, he has killed two Grand Luo Golden Immortals in one battle, truly establishing himself firmly.

Those who were secretly watching will surely reassess his worth based on the strength he has displayed.

This battle is destined to make him famous.

Its impact is far-reaching and immeasurable.

Ye Feng was in high spirits and repeatedly shouted, "Bring more wine!"

The atmosphere instantly became incredibly lively.

When the demons were halfway through their drinking, several monkey spirits suddenly came running from afar, kneeling down to report:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! While we were cleaning up the battlefield, we discovered a treasure in the mountains!"

Ye Feng looked at them with a smile: "Oh? What treasure? Bring it up and let us see."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four monkeys worked together to carry a giant drum and placed it steadily in front of everyone.

The black bear spirit leaned closer to examine it carefully, scratching his head and saying, "This drum... why does it look so familiar?"

Ye Feng got up and walked around once.

The drum has an ancient shape and retains scorch marks. The drumhead is painted with a lifelike one-legged divine ox.

"It's a Kui Niu drum?" he exclaimed in surprise. "I burned it all back then, thinking it was long gone. I never imagined it would end up here. It's truly a treasure!"

This is no ordinary item.

It was made from the hide of the last Kui ox that the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden killed in the world.

It can not only dispel fog and miasma, but also boost morale and suppress the enemy's fighting spirit.

If the battle begins, all the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain will fight bravely, comparable to heavenly soldiers!

Ye Feng was overjoyed: "Good! You have rendered great service, and I will reward you handsomely."

With that, he tossed out five jade bottles.

The monkey spirits took it, opened it, and sniffed it. A wonderful fragrance filled the air, and they were overjoyed. They immediately kowtowed to express their gratitude.