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

In the blink of an eye, a giant roc with golden light appeared, its wings spread like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the sun and the sky, and it was tens of thousands of feet in size.

Yang Jian transformed into a golden-winged roc and gave chase.

With a flap of his wings, the world suddenly changed color.

The True Martial Emperor let out a soft shout, and pointed his fingertip at the array of heavenly soldiers in the sky.

In an instant, the celestial soldiers were thrown back as if struck by a giant wave. Before they could react, a golden light flashed past them, followed closely by a howling wind that seemed to tear through the sky like the end of the world.

Even celestial generals who had attained immortality found it difficult to maintain their balance, and were blown about in all directions, staggering and falling.

Hua Guang's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Emperor Zhenwu, a chill running through him.

In that instant, before he could even react, Zhenwu had already struck first, precisely cutting off the crisis.

If he hadn't separated the heavenly soldiers in time, these tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers would probably have been swept away from the Ninth Heaven by the roc's wing, their fate uncertain.

"The Four Emperors of Heaven are indeed unfathomably powerful," Hua Guang thought to himself.

He immediately turned his gaze and stared in the direction where the Golden-Winged Roc had departed.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the golden-winged roc arrived in an instant, its sharp claws slashing down from the sky, aiming straight for a void in mid-air.

With a deafening roar, space shattered, and the void above the sea broke apart like a mirror. A translucent, jade-colored sparrow flew out from within.

Compared to the overwhelming claws, the sparrow was as small as dust, and the aftershocks alone nearly tore it to pieces.

At this critical moment, the sparrow flashed and transformed into a slippery loach, nimbly weaving through the gaps in its sharp claws, and instantly disappeared into the depths of the sea.

Yang Chuo was not about to give up; his sharp claws pressed down, probing into the seawater. Suddenly, a huge black shadow emerged from the sea—

The shadow stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and two mountain-like beams of light appeared, which were clearly the eyes of the giant beast.

As the golden-winged roc's claws struck, the sea surged upwards, and a terrifying behemoth burst forth from the water, its cry shaking the heavens.

A ferocious water unicorn was seen biting the roc's claws with its gaping maw, tearing wildly across the sea, causing waves to surge as if the sky were collapsing.

However, after the monkey entered the water, it transformed again into an ancient, primordial beast—the Water Qilin.

He originally wanted to become an evil dragon, because the dragon race rules the sea.

However, the Golden-Winged Roc is of phoenix bloodline, naturally able to defeat dragons, and is extremely ferocious. Fighting with a dragon's body puts it at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, the monkey decisively abandoned its dragon form and transformed into a qilin.

The Qilin is the king of all ancient beasts, ranking alongside the Phoenix and the True Dragon, dominating the earth and awe-inspiring throughout the primordial world.

Now, using the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends, the form that transforms is no different from that of the ancient true race.

Furthermore, with the help of the seawater, the ferocity of the water unicorn increased by 30%.

The two engaged in a fierce battle on the sea, causing turmoil across a million miles of ocean, with giant waves soaring to tens of thousands of feet high.

The wind howled furiously, far exceeding the power of heaven and earth, seemingly threatening to destroy the universe.

Lightning flashed, each bolt as thick as a mountain, crashing into the sea and instantly obliterating countless lives.

The monkey suddenly exerted its strength, its fangs clenched tightly, and it actually bit off the golden roc's sharp claws! Blood sprayed into the sky, the golden roc howled in pain, and retreated hastily.

The figure quickly receded, reverting to Yang Chuo's human form, but two fingers were missing from his left hand, and blood was flowing continuously.

He snorted coldly, silently channeling his profound inner energy. The severed flesh began to writhe, and a new finger instantly regenerated.

Seeing the imposing presence of the Qilin in the water, he raised the corner of his mouth, a cold smile reappeared, and his aura suddenly changed.

Yang Chuo then performed the Seventy-Two Transformations.

This time, he transformed into a ferocious beast—

It has the body of a sheep and the face of a human, with eyes growing from under its armpits, sharp tiger teeth, and hands like a human.

Its body was as large as a mountain. It crashed into the sea with a silent roar, and the surrounding waves scattered and fled as if startled.

One of the four primordial ferocious beasts, Taotie has appeared in the world.

This beast is insatiably greedy, devouring all things, and is the natural enemy of all beasts.

It was extremely rare even when the primordial world still existed, and now it has long since disappeared from the four continents.

Legend has it that he once attempted to devour the heavens and the sun, angering Donghuang Taiyi, who then besieged and exterminated him, leaving no one alive. There are also rumors that he was one of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

Actually it is not.

The nine sons of the First Emperor of Heaven are: Qiuniu, Yazi, Chaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Baxia, Bian, Fuxi, and Chiwen.

There is no name for Taotie.

The Taotie entered the sea and slapped the Water Qilin with its palm. The Qilin roared and fought back, and the two ferocious beasts once again clashed in the sea.

In an instant, the rivers and seas churned, the world was thrown into chaos, as if the primordial chaos had just split apart.

Both of them are tens of thousands of miles long, and their every move can influence the laws of heaven and earth. They possess supernatural powers and are lawless.

Whether it was the True Martial Emperor, the immortals watching the battle from the South Heavenly Gate, or Ye Feng, everyone who witnessed this battle was deeply shocked.

Such a scene is like an ancient, primordial war re-enacted on earth.

Only those who have mastered the Earthly Fiend Transformation to its ultimate level can reproduce the might of these ancient beasts.

During the battle, the saliva dripped continuously from the Taotie's mouth, corroding everything it touched, and when it came into contact with water, it eroded huge holes in the sea surface.

It suddenly bit down on the water unicorn's arm, its sharp teeth sinking deep into the flesh, and a foul stench rose up.

The water unicorn suddenly raised its head and let out a mournful cry. Its corrosive saliva was constantly eroding its body, making its flesh sizzle.

The monkey, writhing in pain, managed to break free from the glutton's jaws, but a chunk of its arm was still torn off. It transformed into a golden ray of light, soaring straight into the sky and instantly traversing tens of thousands of miles.

The light faded, and he reappeared in his monkey form.

Clad in golden chainmail, he was majestic and awe-inspiring.

Looking down, he saw that his left arm was missing flesh. He blew on it lightly, and his skin regenerated like spring grass, becoming completely healed in the blink of an eye.

He didn't take out his golden cudgel, but coldly looked down at the surging waves and ferocious Taotie, gritting his teeth and muttering, "This Yang family brat is indeed skilled. I, Old Sun, actually suffered a loss in the art of transformation... No, I must regain my honor today!"

The situation is vastly different now. Back in the Journey to the West, when he was battling Yang Jian, his backyard caught fire, throwing him into disarray. He only wanted to escape, and thus he was constantly at the mercy of others.

At that time, he was only focused on escaping, and his transformation technique was suppressed instead.

Now that Ye Feng is guarding Huaguo Mountain, there are no more worries, and we can go all out.

Seeing the gluttonous beast's ferocious flames, he suddenly transformed into a giant fish that blotted out the sky and plunged into the deep sea.

In an instant, a chilling aura spread, the towering waves froze solid, and even the sea surface quickly solidified into a vast ice field.

—It is a giant Kun from the Northern Sea.

Ancient books record: In the Northern Ocean there is a fish, its name is Kun. Kun is so big that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is.

At this moment, the Kun that the Monkey King transformed into was also the overlord of the water, belonging to the same category of beasts that devour the heavens and the earth, just like the Taotie.

This Kun is highly adaptable; when it enters the water, it becomes a Kun, and when it takes flight, it transforms into a Peng bird. Its form can change at will, and its supernatural powers are unpredictable.

In the ancient times, the demon race reigned supreme in the primordial world. Emperor Jun and Taiyi ruled the Heavenly Court, while the demon master Kunpeng was ranked among the three supreme beings, becoming the third strongest in the ancient Heavenly Court.

However, the Peng he transformed into was not the Golden-Winged Roc born from the Phoenix; the two were completely unrelated.

The giant Kun plunged into the icy abyss, causing a dramatic change in the environment, freezing everything for thousands of miles. It then pounced on the Taotie, engaging in a fierce battle.

The two fought fiercely, far surpassing the realm of ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortals.

At this time, the battlefield was located in the central area of ​​the four continents, and Wang Yang was in the sea area between Dongsheng Shenzhou and Nanzhanbuzhou.

The fierce battle between the two sides created towering waves that crashed against both banks, swallowing up large swathes of coastal land on both continents.

The neighboring countries were all swallowed up by the waves. With each wave, a nation was reduced to ashes, with no survivors.

Two strange beasts fought relentlessly in the deep sea, exchanging hundreds of blows and each displaying their unique abilities.

You transform into Qiongqi, I become Chaos;

You manifest the form of a Taotie, I rise to become a Xie Zhi.

Despite the ever-changing nature of the competition, it's difficult to determine which is superior; ultimately, the battle will come down to a fundamental confrontation.

This astonishing turn of events left onlookers speechless.

Even the celestial officials of the Heavenly Court who were standing and watching outside the South Heavenly Gate couldn't help but gasp in shock.

"This...is this really a battle between Taiyi Golden Immortals?"

"Even if a Great Immortal were to personally descend, they wouldn't be this impressive!"

In the heat of battle, the two had lost all self-control, their only thought being victory or defeat.

The rain poured down, the golden monkey roared angrily, and swung his golden cudgel down, a golden light tearing through the darkness, as if creating the world from nothing.

Yang Jian dodged to the side, and the golden light crashed onto the frozen sea.

This icy plain was formed when the monkey transformed into a giant Kun, freezing a vast area of ​​sea. The climate is extremely cold, like the Arctic Ocean.

Where the golden cudgel fell, the solid ice, thousands of feet high, shattered inch by inch, as if the entire icy continent had been smashed to pieces by a single blow.

Just then, Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword flashed out like a shadow, seizing the opportunity to attack the opening and thrust straight at the monkey's head.

The monkey tilted its head to dodge, and the blade grazed past it.

However, the force of this attack was too terrifying, and the space could not withstand it, shattering with a crash.

After a series of fierce battles, the surrounding void was already on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, Yang Jian's strike triggered a chain reaction of collapses. A large area of ​​space around the monkey crumbled inch by inch, revealing a hazy, void-like crack.

The monkey's eyes flashed, and it suddenly turned and leaped into the void.

Yang Jian would not allow him to escape, and followed closely behind, disappearing into the spatial rift together.

On the Southern Heavenly Gate, Zhang Tianshi exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! They have broken through the spatial barriers of the Four Continents and entered the rifts between the myriad realms; they are nowhere to be found!"

It should be noted that although the four continents are vast and boundless, their spatial stability is far inferior to that of the celestial realm. A fight between even slightly powerful individuals can tear the void apart.

These deities all possess great power and naturally know of the existence of the multiverse.

Even more remarkably, some have used their supernatural powers to explore other dimensions beyond the primordial world.

However, the world he saw, in terms of both its fundamental strength and the completeness of its laws, was far inferior to the primordial world. Being in it was like a fish from a clear spring suddenly entering muddy water, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Therefore, the powerful beings of the primordial era had little interest in the world beyond.

They also used their innate divine calculations to deduce that this multiverse was vast and boundless, all originating from Pangu's creation of the world.

In other words, the origin of all worlds comes from the primordial chaos.

They are the center of all realms and the strongest beings.

Even though the world of Journey to the West today is countless times smaller than the ancient primordial world, the bloodline remains unbroken and the tradition continues. To the outside world, they still consider themselves to be in the primordial world.

Just as Zhang Tianshi sighed, Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled slightly and said, "Tianshi, don't be impatient, just wait and see."

Holding a jade bottle, she took out a willow branch and gently waved it. A drop of sweet dew slid from the branch, fell into the clouds, and transformed into a clear pool.

The pool water was like a mirror, reflecting the scene—Sun Wukong and Yang Jian chasing each other across the void.

At the same time, above Flower Fruit Mountain, Li Jing also took out the Demon-Revealing Mirror. The mirror light flowed, projecting the scene in the gap between the myriad worlds, like an unobstructed scroll unfolding between heaven and earth, revealing every detail.

The black bear spirit could barely make out the figures fighting on the sea, but now that the two have entered the rift between the myriad realms, his vision is cut off, and all he sees is chaos.

Ye Feng's eyes blazed with two golden flames as he stared intently at the shattered void, his gaze sharp as torches.

As soon as Sun Wukong stepped into the rift between the myriad worlds, he saw only a vast expanse of nothingness.

This place is not a primordial chaos. Although the earth, water, fire, and wind surged ceaselessly and were violent and disorderly, they still possessed primordial power. But this place is completely different—it is a mix of gray and white, empty of everything, and even the slightest spiritual energy has vanished.

Before he could even stand firm, Yang Jian had already charged at him with his three-pointed, double-edged sword.

Neither of them used any magical treasures or supernatural powers; they clashed with each other using only their physical bodies in this desolate space.