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

Outside the Tongming Hall, Buddha and the monkey demon faced off in a duel.

Outside the four Heavenly Gates, the demon saints were still leading their troops in a fierce battle, staining the Heavenly Gates with blood.

With a wave of his hands, the waters of the four seas surged and converged, like the Milky Way pouring down, all flowing into the Western Heavenly Gate.

In an instant, the celestial palace, spanning millions of miles, was transformed into a vast ocean, with rolling waves and mist obscuring the sky.

Taking advantage of the situation, the water demon danced and raged in the torrent, seizing the terrain advantage and causing the heavenly soldiers to suffer repeated defeats.

He personally channeled his magic power, unleashing a thousand giant waves that transformed into water curtains stretching across the sky. Wherever there was resistance, he ordered his generals to swarm forward and crush all resistance.

So far in this battle, he has exerted the most effort and caused the most damage, almost turning the entire Western Heaven into ruins.

He was originally a demon king from the lineage of the Bull Demon King. When he first arrived at Flower Fruit Mountain, he still harbored schemes and wanted to use the power of Flower Fruit Mountain to seek his own benefit.

But when Ye Feng revealed his true form as the Golden Crow and then took up the Demon Emperor Sword—his thoughts changed.

All the demons knew that he was ancient and had profound knowledge, but no one knew his true origin.

Only he himself knows the truth...

His true form is an ancient dragon, and he was once a former official of the Heavenly Court who pulled the chariot in front of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The great calamity of the Lich King erupted, the heavens and earth collapsed, the primordial world shattered, the ancient demon court fell from the nine heavens, Emperor Jun perished, and the Eastern Emperor died.

His cultivation level was low, making it difficult for him to enter the core of the battle. Taking advantage of the chaos, he sneaked into the treasure vault, stole several relics, and then fled into the deep sea, hiding his identity.

After lying dormant for countless years, it was only after being deified that it dared to see the light of day again.

But the lingering attachment to the glory of the ancient demon race in his heart never faded.

Now that Ye Feng has appeared in the world, bearing the bloodline of the Golden Crow and holding the inheritance of the Demon Emperor—in his eyes, this is the destined revival of the demon race!

Without hesitation, he abandoned the Bull Demon King like a worn-out shoe and switched his allegiance to Ye Feng.

Even if it meant launching an attack on the heavens, they would not hesitate for a moment.

He was pushing forward with all his might, and the floodwaters spread like demonic claws, about to engulf the deeper reaches of the Heavenly Palace.

Suddenly—a blinding streak of light appeared on the horizon!

boom!!!

An indescribably black demon-refining pillar pierced through the air, like a spear of judgment shot from the depths of the underworld!

In an instant, the sea surface exploded, raging waves surged skyward, and terrifying pressure swept in all directions.

The water demon soldiers beside him didn't even have time to scream before they exploded and died, their blood mist spreading and staining the ocean red.

"roar--!"

The Flood Dragon King roared furiously, shaking the heavens, and suddenly thrust his Sea-Overturning Trident upwards!

Clang!

The clang of metal resounded throughout the universe; the striking pillars sent shockwaves sweeping across millions of miles like a circular storm, causing the waters to roar and the world to lose its color!

His arms swelled up, muscles bulged, and veins on his forehead stood out like dragons.

The weight of that Demon-Refining Pillar was comparable to the combined pressure of the Five Sacred Mountains, almost forcing him to his knees!

"Break for me!!"

With a roar, vast magical power surged from his dantian, water dragons coiled around the Overturning Sea Fork, and the storm howled, as if it would tear the heavens and earth apart!

Clang!!

With a deafening roar, the mountain-sized Demon-Refining Pillar was actually blasted away!

But his expression didn't relax; instead, his pupils contracted, and he stared intently ahead—

A middle-aged Taoist priest appeared on the crest of a wave, his feet treading on a white lotus-like splash of water, hands behind his back, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"good."

Meanwhile, a million miles away, the sounds of battle shook the heavens!

Above the nine heavens, the Milky Way poured down, the celestial river hung upside down, and rolling waves carried countless warships surging in!

Each ship was clad in gleaming silver armor, with celestial soldiers arrayed in formation, their armor gleaming coldly.

The leader, clad in marshal's armor and wielding a nine-toothed rake, roared across the distance with overwhelming force:

"True Martial Emperor! Tianpeng has come to your aid!"

"The True Martial Demon-Subduing Emperor?"

Upon hearing this name, the Demon King's expression changed drastically.

This emperor, whose combat power was the greatest among the Four Emperors, was so powerful that his name shook the four continents, and countless peerless demon kings had died at his hands!

The attack just now indicated that the newcomer was no ordinary person, but I never expected that it would be this person himself!

He took a deep breath, and the seawater behind him surged into the sky, condensing into nine towering water columns!

A near-limit Taiyi Golden Immortal aura suddenly erupted—in this realm, he was practically invincible!

A hint of surprise flashed across the True Martial Emperor's eyes, followed by a look of admiration:

"What a wicked fiend! No wonder he dared to attack the Heavenly Court."

Before he finished speaking, he clenched his right hand, and the Spirit Serpent Sword was in his grasp.

Although his magical power was not as vast as the opponent's, it was more condensed and pure, almost tangible.

The celestial palace, spanning millions of miles, resonated with this, and the phantom of a tortoise and a snake appeared in the void—that was his Great Luo Dao, suppressing all evil!

In the distance, Marshal Tianpeng has led 800,000 elite troops from the Heavenly River to attack!

The warships stood like a forest, their murderous aura obscuring the sun, a stark contrast to the ragtag water monsters under the Jiao Demon King's command, which crumbled at the first touch.

Tianpeng was one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, commanding eight million naval troops in the Milky Way. He held a prestigious position and possessed unparalleled combat power.

The True Martial Emperor was unwilling to prolong the war.

With a soft shout, the Spirit Serpent Sword flew from his hand.

In an instant, the immortal sword transformed into a giant serpent that devoured the sky. Its head was as tall as a mountain, but its tail was nowhere to be seen. It seemed to be an ancient ferocious beast that had existed since the beginning of chaos. It opened its mouth and lunged at the Flood Dragon Demon King!

The Demon King's expression was extremely solemn.

He has lived since the beginning of time, and the years of his cultivation are immeasurable.

However, he came from a humble background, had few opportunities, and his cultivation techniques were not top-notch.

Even this Sea-Overturning Fork was a find from the ruined Demon Court after the Lich War!

It should be understood that the path to becoming a Great Immortal requires both unparalleled comprehension and extraordinary good fortune.

The Flood Dragon Demon King was a typical ascetic, with little comprehension. He had endured countless years of hardship but was still stuck outside the Great Luo Gate.

However, his magical power had truly reached its peak, making him virtually invincible among Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Faced with the attack of the spirit snake, he suddenly roared, his body's energy exploded, and a shocking long shadow rose from the spot—transforming into a giant dragon millions of feet long, soaring straight into the sky!

It roared to the sky, its voice shaking the thirty-three heavens and causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

The dragon's body hung upside down like a galaxy, its jaws gaping open in a ferocious manner as it bit down hard on the white snake in the air.

In an instant, two colossal shadows, comparable to stars, began to tear at each other wildly, their tumbling and rolling shaking the heavens and earth.

The sea area millions of miles below instantly boiled over. The naval demon soldiers didn't even have time to cry out before they were crushed into ashes by the aftershocks.

In the face of such a terrifying existence, the entire ocean is but a shallow pool.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon frantically channeled his magical power, his enormous, star-like body tightly binding the white snake and violently strangling it!

The white snake's light suddenly faded, emitting a mournful cry, before finally disintegrating into a spirit snake sword that fell into the void.

The True Martial Emperor raised his eyes, and there was no sign that he had grasped the black flag in his hand.

With a gentle wave, the world suddenly darkened.

Darkness spread like a tide, plunging billions of miles of territory into a lifeless, lightless void.

Countless celestial officials and gods, hiding in the palace, suddenly felt the light disappear, and panic gripped the people.

"Something happened?"

"Why is it dark?"

"The Heavenly Palace has its own eternal light, so how can there be night? Could it be that the demonic forces are so overwhelming that even the sky is being obscured?"

They cried out in surprise and looked around, unaware that this was the power of the supreme treasure in Zhenwu's hands.

Darkness comes quickly, and recedes even faster. In the blink of an eye, all is bright again.

Inside the Western Heavenly Gate, Zhenwu stood with his hands behind his back, his robes motionless.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon knelt before him, now back in human form, his royal robes stained with blood. His trident pointed at Zhenwu's brow, just an inch away.

But this tiny inch separates them by a chasm of life and death.

His body trembled slightly, and blood gushed from all 48,000 pores. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and his body sank.

"Thump!"

Water splashed up and plunged into the deep sea.

Zhenwu turned around calmly: "Guards, pierce his collarbone and take him to the Heavenly Prison."

Before the words were finished, the divine general swooped down, his celestial rope piercing through the waves, piercing the bones, and dragging the corpse out.

With the capture of the Flood Dragon King, the million-mile-long waterway lost its support and quickly collapsed.

The seawater receded like a tide, collided with the fierce winds of the heavens, and exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into a vast torrent that poured down upon the world.

Upon entering the Thunderfire Layer, they were immediately sealed off by the Gale Clouds, and billions of thunderbolts and flames ignited simultaneously, instantly evaporating completely.

The million water monsters, having lost their protection, were all exposed and thrown into chaos.

With a wave of his command flag, Marshal Tianpeng caused the Milky Way to overflow, and the navy poured out in full force, killing or capturing without leaving any survivors.

Zhenwu raised his hand and summoned the Spirit Serpent Sword and the Demon Refining Pillar back to their positions. He then turned and headed back to the Lingxiao Palace to report back.

The fighting continues in the direction of Beitianmen.

The Yu Rong King and the Macaque King led their followers in a rampage.

The Northern Continent of Lu is barren and cold, with scarce resources. To be able to cultivate to this level is truly defying the heavens and changing one's fate.

This trip to heaven was all about grabbing what we could and running away.

Who knew that as soon as they entered the Heavenly Palace, they were overwhelmed by the dazzling array of treasures and rare gems. As they swept through the palaces, they became more and more excited, and they traveled thousands of miles into the distance.

After robbing a palace, a cold wind blew, and the Monkey King suddenly woke up.

He whispered, "Damn it, we're in too deep. If the Heavenly Court's main force targets us, we might not be able to leave. Now that we've reaped a great harvest, we should retreat to the North Heavenly Gate and be prepared to withdraw to Beiju Luzhou at any time."

Yu Rongwang immediately nodded in agreement.

Both are apes, naturally intelligent, and hit it off immediately.

Just as they were about to retreat, they suddenly saw the sky split open, revealing starlight.

The starry sky above suddenly appeared, but there were no stars to adorn it, only the seven stars shining in the north and the six-pointed star faintly glowing in the south.

The two demons felt a chill run down their spines. Before they could react, several divine figures leaped out of the starry sky, clad in armor and wielding weapons, sealing off all directions.

"The Lord of the Big Dipper is here; demons, surrender!"

"The Southern Dipper Star Lord is here! Surrender at once!"

The Monkey King gripped his iron cudgel tightly and whispered a warning: "The Northern and Southern Star Lords under the command of the Ziwei Emperor are not to be trifled with. Be careful."

Yu Rongwang's expression was solemn as he slowly gathered his breath.

No need for further words, their fighting spirit soared.

The two sides clashed immediately upon meeting, iron rods piercing the air and starlight exploding.

The two demon kings were surrounded and engaged in a fierce battle with the star lord.

Their supernatural powers clashed, and the aftershocks swept across tens of thousands of miles, shaking mountains and rivers.

Both Yu Rong King and the Macaque King are mid-stage Taiyi Golden Immortals, possessing astonishing combat power.

Although the North and South Star Lords are powerful, they are difficult to suppress in a short time.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The Monkey King grew anxious and knew he could not delay any longer. He immediately made a feint, pretending to be unable to hold on and retreating rapidly. At the same time, he mobilized all his demonic power, stirring up a raging storm of demonic wind.

In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, the sky darkened, and it seemed as if a rift had been torn open between heaven and earth.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the two demon kings soared into the sky and rushed straight towards the North Heavenly Gate, not even caring about the demon soldiers they had brought with them, leaving only a chaotic roar that drifted away in the wind.

They flew through the air like lightning, reaching their maximum speed. They could already see the towering North Heavenly Gate in the distance, and their hearts immediately relaxed, as if the escape route was right in front of them.

But as soon as I landed, my heart sank.

Before the North Heavenly Gate, three fairies dressed in plain Taoist robes stood quietly, looking down at the mortal world, like three flawless jade sculptures.

The most terrifying thing was that they appeared without any warning, without even the slightest fluctuation of their aura. It wasn't until the two landed that they were suddenly discovered.

The King of Yu Rong and the King of the Macaques exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

One of them was slightly older, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, his gaze still fixed on the mortal world below, never turning back.

The other two had already turned around, their robes fluttering lightly. One was like a flowing pink sunset, the other like rippling blue waves, like flowers and a lake in early spring.

Suppressing his emotions, the Monkey King stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and asked, "May I ask the names of the three fairies, and why you are blocking my brother's path?"

The woman in white remained motionless.

Instead, the woman in the pink robe smiled gracefully, her voice clear and melodious: "The three of us are sisters. This is my eldest sister, named Yunxiao; my name is Qiongxiao; and that younger sister is Bixiao."

"Clouds, Jade Palace, Azure..." the Monkey King repeated softly, his brows furrowing suddenly as a legend flashed through his mind—

The next instant, his expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted to pinpoints, and he cried out in shock, "You are—the Three Immortal Maidens!"

Qiongxiao simply smiled faintly, her gaze unwavering.