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

The Heavenly Palace is vast and boundless, guarded by formidable military forces.

But with so many immortals, are they all armored warriors?

Many celestial officials, merit officers, celestial boys, and jade maidens, though ranked among the immortals, were unable to defend against the war.

Not to mention fighting against the major demon kings, it can easily suppress ordinary demons.

They never imagined that this peaceful and sacred place would one day be trampled by demons.

In an instant, the immortals were thrown into chaos, the Heavenly Court's coordination was delayed, and the demon race seized the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

However, this scene did not last long.

As the golden bell of the Heavenly Palace rang out, countless heavenly soldiers poured out from all directions, finally halting the demon army's offensive.

Lei Bu Wen Zhong urgently summoned all the gods and rushed to where Sun Wukong was.

The monkey charged down from the Tushita Palace in the Thirty-Third Heaven, heading straight for the Lingxiao Palace, where it shattered the spirit of the inhabitants.

Not only the Thunder Department, but also the Fire Department, Water Department, Water Department, Plague Department, and Fighting Department—all those with combat power were mobilized and rushed to various places to subdue demons and monsters.

Let's talk about the Great Sage of Chaos, Peng Demon King.

He flew down to the heavens, disregarding his lesser demons, and went straight to the heavenly treasury alone.

Knowing that the Heavenly Court was rich and powerful, with its treasure trove filled with rare and precious items, they believed that if they could plunder it, it would be enough to sustain them for hundreds of millions of years.

His speed was astonishing; with a single flap of his wings, he covered ninety thousand miles, traversing the sky above the Heavenly Palace, and the outline of the treasure vault could be seen in the distance.

He had visited the Heavenly Court in the past, and because of his special status, he was familiar with the locations of all the palaces.

As they approached the treasure vault, the palaces below gradually thinned out, and the area became exceptionally desolate.

He was secretly delighted, thinking to himself: With the main force tied down, this is the perfect opportunity for me to strike!

Just as he was getting close, a sword light suddenly ripped through the void, like a curtain falling from the sky, blocking his way.

He braked suddenly, and because he was moving so fast, a gust of wind arose, and afterimages blurred.

That sword swept across a thousand miles; he squinted at the sky—

A young divine general, clad in golden armor and wielding two swords, stood in mid-air, coldly blocking the way.

Peng Demon King, not recognizing the man, sneered, "Where are you from, young general? State your name, for I do not kill nameless nobodies."

The young general held his twin swords level, his voice as cold as frost: "The year's ruling deity, Yin Jiao."

Upon hearing this, the Peng Demon King pondered for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Yin Jiao? What a fine name! I've heard of him long ago—during the great war between Shang and Zhou, King Zhou's son was named Yin Jiao. He murdered his mother and fled, later becoming a disciple of Guang Chengzi of the Chan Sect. After completing his studies, he betrayed his master and defied orders, aiding King Zhou in his conquest of Zhou, ultimately dying as vowed. But what about you?"

These words struck a nerve, and Yin Jiao's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Without saying another word, he thrust out the twin swords in his hands!

This is a magic weapon forged by Guang Chengzi, a pair of divine weapons by Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, containing supreme power to subdue demons.

With a flash of sword light, a hundred sword shadows arrived one after another, sealing off the surrounding space and cutting off their retreat, leaving them with only one option: a head-on confrontation.

The Roc Demon King remained unmoved, instead revealing a smile: "Two swords, they are indeed worthy of you."

Before the words were finished, his figure suddenly blurred, moving freely among the hundreds of sword shadows, unpredictable and elusive.

Incredibly, he teleported in an instant and appeared beside Yin Jiao.

Yin Jiao's pupils contracted, and he was about to turn around to face the enemy, but he saw that Peng Demon King's Heavenly Desolate Divine Halberd had already swept across the sky.

His heart skipped a beat, as if the heavens and earth shattered and the universe turned upside down when that halberd fell.

"The sword is fine, but the wielder is lacking in skill. If your master, Guang Chengzi, were here in person, perhaps he could exchange a few blows with me."

Before he could finish speaking, the Roc Demon King's voice rang out again, as cold as frost.

Yin Jiao bit his tongue hard, the intense pain instantly clearing his mind. He crossed his twin swords horizontally, struggling to create a barrier of sword light.

clang--!

The sound of metal clashing was fleeting, but he could no longer withstand the violent force, and his body plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

He crashed heavily into the sea of ​​clouds, felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt as if his internal organs had been crushed, his breathing becoming extremely disordered.

He used his sword to support himself as he struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with shock, never expecting the demon king to be so powerful.

Admittedly, he was not a top-tier expert.

As a disciple of Guang Chengzi, he had only cultivated for a little over ten years at the time of the Investiture of the Gods. Although he received personal guidance from a Grand Luo Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, he only reached the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm.

In the past, they were invincible on the battlefield, relying entirely on the power of the magical treasures bestowed by their master. Among them, the Heaven-Turning Seal was the most powerful, and its appearance caused mountains and rivers to lose their color.

Now that the seal is gone, his strength has naturally been greatly reduced.

But the pair of swords before them were no ordinary objects either. Forged by Guang Chengzi in his demon-refining process, and after years of tempering, they had become intimately connected with his mind and spirit. Even against an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal, they wouldn't be easily defeated. And this demon king, though also at the Taiyi realm, possessed combat power far exceeding common sense, which was utterly baffling.

The Demon King Peng chuckled: "Afraid already? No need to fear. I know you are listed on the Investiture of the Gods, and can be resurrected even after death. Therefore, I will act swiftly and will not let you suffer any more torment."

……

"If we happen to meet again someday, you'll have to thank me, Lao Peng, for showing mercy."

Amidst the eerie laughter, the Heavenly Desolate Divine Halberd cleaved down once more.

This time, even the trajectory was difficult to track. Yin Jiao's heart was as still as water, and he could only rely on instinct to raise his sword to block.

Clang—!

At the critical moment, a figure appeared out of nowhere and blocked his way.

An invisible force exploded, causing the clouds to churn and boil, and Yin Jiao was also thrown more than ten feet away by the aftershock.

However, that blow, powerful enough to shatter souls and shatter spirits, was abruptly stopped.

The Heavenly Desolate Divine Halberd was retracted, and the Roc Demon King stared at the divine figure before him, his eyes slightly sharp.

Who are you?

The newcomer held an extended spiked club, his forehead painted with cinnabar, his face blue and his fangs bared, his appearance ferocious, like a demon from hell descending to earth, more like a malevolent star descending to earth than a god.

The man sneered, "I am Wen Qiong of the Heavenly Court. You demons dare to offend the Heavenly Court and slaughter the Heavenly Palace. Are you not afraid of divine retribution?"

Who is Wen Qiong?

The Heavenly Court has countless marshals, spread across the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls. There are also four marshals of the Lingxiao Palace: Tianyou, Yisheng, Xuanwu, and Tianpeng, each leading divine troops.

Among all the commanders, Marshal Wen stands out as the foremost, his prestige undisputed.

Just as Wang Lingguan was the head of all the spirit officials, Wen Qiong was the crown of all the marshals.

His name shook the heavens, his prestige was no less than that of Nezha, the Third Prince, and he was on par with the Great Emperor Huaguang of the Doubu.

He is a veteran Taiyi Golden Immortal who has endured countless tribulations.

"Heaven's punishment?" The Peng Demon King's lips curled into a mocking sneer.

Without warning, he suddenly lunged forward, his fists sweeping like a storm, unleashing hundreds or even thousands of heavy blows in an instant.

"Let's at least touch the hem of my robe before we talk about divine punishment!"

A flurry of punches crisscrossed like a net, yet his voice remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

……

Leaving aside the fact that Wen Qiong blocked the battle against the Demon King Peng.

Meanwhile, the monkey was engrossed in the fight, having encountered almost no strong enemies along the way. He felt incredibly happy and even thought that today was the first time he had ever truly been free.

As they rushed onward, they suddenly saw a magnificent hall towering into the clouds ahead—it was the Tongming Hall.

A thought struck him: "Beyond this hall, not far ahead lies the Lingxiao Palace!"

With a roar, he brandished his golden cudgel and charged forward.

At this moment, the person on duty at the Tongming Hall was none other than Wang Lingguan, the head of the five hundred spirit officials.

He had previously noticed that there was war everywhere in the heavens and that demonic energy was rising into the sky, indicating that evil spirits had broken into the palace and were causing trouble.

However, it is their duty, and they must not leave their posts without an imperial edict from the Jade Emperor.

At that moment, seeing a large monkey with charred black fur roaring and charging towards him, the pent-up anger in his heart found an outlet, and he raised his golden whip to meet it head-on.

The golden whip pierced the air, whistling as it arrived, and collided fiercely with the golden cudgel.

A tremendous tremor!

Both of them were startled. Wang Lingguan let out a soft snort and took three steps back in mid-air.

The golden whip he wielded was not a soft, long whip, but a hard weapon shaped like a golden mace, which was a common weapon worn by the gods and generals of the Heavenly Court.

The monkey was also shaken, its body swaying slightly. A glint flashed in its eyes, and it shouted sharply, "Wang Lingguan! Don't block my way! Otherwise, if no nameless bastards die under your golden cudgel, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

He naturally recognized the man.

When he first took office in the Heavenly Court, he was appointed as "弼马温" (Bima Wen, a low-ranking official in charge of horses). Not long after, he was given the honorary title of "齐天大圣" (Qitian Dasheng, Great Sage Equal to Heaven), in charge of supervising the horses. He also once commanded some of the spirit officials.

At that time, his status was comparable to that of Wang Lingguan. The two had worked together for several years and had also sparred in martial arts, with each having their own victories and defeats.

However, times have changed, and positions have long been reversed.

Wang Lingguan sneered, "You impudent monkey, what past ties do you have with me? Surrender now, and you may save your life. Otherwise, once the heavenly soldiers and generals gather, you won't be able to escape even if you grow wings!"

Upon hearing this, the monkey was filled with rage and refused to say another word. He swung his golden cudgel and smashed it down on the monkey's head.

Wang Lingguan met the attack with his whip, and the battle erupted instantly.

Outside the Tongming Hall, the clang of metal clashed, whips flashed, and the wind howled as two Taiyi Golden Immortals fought with all their might, their aura shaking the heavens.

The aftershocks surged like a tide, sweeping across thousands of miles, even causing the layers of clouds beneath the Heavenly Palace to churn and surge.

The force struck the Tongming Hall, and the hall's protective barrier activated instantly, with a ring of glazed light spreading out and humming incessantly.

Even with the protective array of the temple, spiderweb-like cracks gradually appeared on the temple walls, making a soft rustling sound.

His name of loyalty and righteousness resounds throughout the three realms, while his treacherous deeds disrupt the nine heavens.

One righteous and one evil stand in opposition, and heroes rise up to compete for supremacy.

The golden whip speeds through the sky, the iron rod sweeps across and shatters the heavens; who would yield even a fraction?

On one side is the majestic and awe-inspiring Dharma Protector, and on the other side is the unruly and arrogant Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

They all wielded divine weapons, each displaying extraordinary abilities. Today, their supernatural powers were revealed before the palace; it was truly a battle of dragons and tigers, leaving everyone in awe.

One desires to seize power in the Dou Niu Palace, while the other vows to protect the Xuan Sheng Qing Ping Realm.

They fought to the death without giving up, each move ruthless and unerring.

Thirty rounds have passed in the blink of an eye, and the outcome remains uncertain.

However, the monkey fought with increasing ferocity, while Wang Lingguan felt his arms ache and numb, his breathing became slightly disordered, and he gradually showed signs of fatigue.

He was shocked—when Sun Wukong was the Golden Monkey Marshal, the two had sparred several times, and he had only slightly won. How could he have imagined that he would become so strong now?

In less than a year, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, almost surpassing his own. If they fought for a little longer, he would likely be defeated on the spot.

Little did he know that this monkey had already devoured countless peaches of immortality and golden pills, and its cultivation had long since reached the late stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, nearly reaching perfection.

If it weren't for the immense amount of magical power expended in cultivating the indestructible body, he would probably have already entered the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and glimpsed the path to the Great Dao.

Just then, lightning surged across the sky, and a booming sound grew louder as it approached from afar—Wen Zhong led the Thunder Gods to the battlefield.

He had previously seen a crimson shadow rushing down from the upper realm, so he led his men in pursuit, but the monkey's speed was astonishing, and they could never catch up.

They only caught up with Wang Lingguan outside the Tongming Hall, where they were delayed.

He rode in on a black Qilin, and seeing the fierce battle in the distance, he immediately shouted, "Wang Lingguan, don't panic, we've arrived!"

Before the words were even finished, the Thunder God had already formed an array to surround and trap the two of them in the center.

First, they used heavenly thunder to suppress Wang Lingguan and relieve his pressure; then they gave the order, and the thirty-six thunder generals came out together, joining forces with Wang Lingguan to surround Sun Wukong. They raised their weapons and the battle cries were deafening.

It turned out that Wen Zhong had made preparations in advance, bringing all the elite troops of the Thunder Department with him, except for those who set up the formation and commanded the thunder.

In an instant, spears and halberds appeared like a forest, hammers and axes rained down, attacking from all sides, making the situation extremely dangerous.

The monkey, however, showed no fear. On the contrary, its fighting spirit soared, and it wielded its Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff), blocking left and right, and responding to attacks from all directions.

Swords, spears, clubs, whips, maces, lances, hammers, axes, hooks, and forks attacked from all directions, forming an impenetrable barrier.

He fought back fiercely against a barrage of attacks, his body swaying as he unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, transforming into a three-headed, six-armed being, his golden cudgel splitting into three.

With six arms wielding three iron rods, he spun around like a giant wheel in a whirlwind, making it impossible for the thunder generals to get close.

Fortunately, their path forward was blocked, preventing them from directly reaching the Lingxiao Palace.

Wen Zhong steadied himself and immediately ordered someone to go to the Lingxiao Palace to report the military situation.

At this moment, in the Lingxiao Palace, the celestial beings stood solemnly, arranged in rows on the left and right.

The Jade Emperor sat regally on the high platform, surrounded by divine light, unfathomable and silent as an abyss.

Many of the immortals below seemed to waver.

The all-seeing and all-hearing eyes were intently monitoring the movements throughout the Heavenly Palace.

The messenger rushed inside, knelt, and reported: "Your Majesty, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven has been intercepted outside the Hall of Brightness by Wang Lingguan and the Thunder Department. However, even with the combined efforts of all the generals, they are still unable to subdue him. We humbly request Your Majesty to send another wise and capable person to capture him."

These words shocked the entire hall.