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

King Yu Rong was completely bewildered and asked in a low voice, "The Three Immortal Maidens? Who are they?"

The Investiture of the Gods took place too long ago, and many secrets have long been lost to the river of time.

Especially for demon kings like Yu Rong Wang, who cultivated themselves in the lower realms and attained enlightenment, they had no teachers or lineages, and had not heard of many names.

In his eyes, they were nothing more than three female Taoist priests who seemed to have some spiritual power.

The Monkey King's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, muttering, "They were the direct disciples of the Sage Tongtian! They perished during the Investiture of the Gods and disappeared without a trace. I never expected to run into them here today..."

Yu Rong Wang, however, remained unperturbed, scoffing, "So you're a disciple of a sage? But you're still a woman; how powerful can you possibly be?"

Having said that, he took a step forward, uttered a cold shout, and threw out three talismans!

The Monkey King tried to stop him, but it was too late.

The three talismans flipped in mid-air, their ancient and desolate patterns unlike any other seal script of this world. Each stroke seemed to have been made by a primordial hand, exuding the aura of the early days of civilization.

Qiong Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she let out a soft exclamation: "An ancient witch god talisman?"

Before the words were finished, the three talismans exploded, transforming into three strange demonic spirits—one with a bird's head and a human body, its wings covering the sky; another with a lion's body and a human face, its eyes glaring and its fangs bared; and yet another with a tiger's head and sharp claws, its body wreathed in black flames.

All three possessed the might of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, their aura overwhelming, but their eyes were empty and devoid of any spirit, clearly indicating that their primordial spirit had been taken away and they had become puppets.

King Yu Rong called himself "Great Sage Who Drives Away Gods," relying on the "Spell to Drive Away Gods," a secret technique passed down by the ancient Wu tribe.

In ancient times, before the world was fully illuminated, demons were called gods and ruled over all spirits. The so-called "driving away of gods" was actually "controlling demons."

This spell can seize souls and destroy the spirits of powerful individuals, causing their divine consciousness to collapse and their primordial spirit to be replaced by the spell's power. Their physical body and supernatural abilities may remain, but they will become puppets of the caster.

In the past, the Wu tribe used this curse to enslave a demon god of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, and they ran rampant for a time.

Until the outbreak of the Lich War, the tribe that possessed the art of exorcising gods was completely slaughtered by Bifang, one of the ten great demon gods of the Heavenly Court, who ravaged the Nine Abyss, leaving not a single one alive.

At this moment, the three puppets roared in unison, divine winds swept up yellow sand, and sharp claws tore through the void. They surrounded and attacked from three sides, aiming straight for the Three Heavens!

Qiongxiao smiled faintly, raised her slender fingers, and something appeared in her palm—golden light flowed, shaped like a dipper, ancient and mysterious.

She tossed it casually.

"not good!"

The monkey king's pupils shrank, and the moment he saw the golden bucket clearly, he turned and fled without even looking back!

Instead of rushing towards the North Heavenly Gate, he turned south, intending to bypass the Heavenly Palace and escape back to the mortal realm through the South Heavenly Gate.

King Yu Rong was stunned by his reaction and turned around in astonishment: "Macaque, why are you running away?"

Before the words were even finished, the world suddenly became bright!

The golden goblet burst forth with a chaotic golden light, carrying the immense power of the beginning of creation, and swept outwards.

Just one volume—

The three Taiyi Golden Immortal puppets, along with the remaining witchcraft power within them, were all absorbed into the battle and vanished without a trace.

Yu Rongwang then realized that something was wrong and turned to flee, but before he could take a step, he felt his magical power dissipate rapidly, like snow meeting the sun.

He struggled with all his might, but he couldn't move even a single finger.

In an instant, the figure was swallowed by golden light and absorbed into the bucket.

After capturing Yu Wang, Jin Dou did not stop. With a flash of light, it changed direction and chased after the fleeing Macaque King!

The Monkey King is extremely fast, adept at maneuvering and changing his form, and his ears can hear everything. Although he doesn't have six ears, he still knows many hidden paths in the Three Realms.

With a single leap, he escaped the area of ​​the North Heavenly Gate, immediately concealing himself and hiding deep within the sea of ​​clouds.

But at that very moment—

Suddenly, a burst of golden light erupted before my eyes, illuminating the entire sky.

A warning bell rang in his mind, and he retreated hastily, but there was no time to react—the beam of light swept over him like a net, instantly engulfing him. His magical power was swallowed up as if by a black hole; in less than a breath, his millennia of cultivation vanished.

The light suddenly contracted, and the person and their aura were drawn into the golden cauldron.

Qiongxiao gently raised her jade hand, and a golden goblet in the distance hummed as it pierced through the void and fell back into her palm.

The Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the Primordial Golden Cauldron!

She gripped her magic weapon tightly, turned to look at the clouds, and said in a cold tone, "Eldest sister, the matter is settled. The demon king has been captured. We should go back."

Yunxiao withdrew his gaze from the distance and sighed softly, "The world today is no longer what it used to be."

Upon hearing this, Qiongxiao and Bixiao's expressions darkened slightly, and they remained silent.

Yunxiao smiled and said, "Look at me, saying hurtful things again. Let's go, don't let sorrow hold us back."

Outside the North Heavenly Gate, the two great demon kings were annihilated.

The North and South Star Lords followed closely behind, suppressing the demons and ending the fighting.

The Great Sage Who Drives Away Gods, Yu Rongwang, and the Great Sage Who Knows All – defeated!

However, on another battlefield, bloodshed and carnage reigned.

The Great Sage of Chaos, Peng Demon King, was filled with fighting spirit. He spread his golden wings, the wind howled, and the Heavenly Desolate Divine Halberd in his hand danced, creating countless killing shadows.

Marshal Wen Qiong was overwhelmed and suffered repeated defeats, almost unable to breathe.

Yin Jiao, wielding a pair of swords, came to his aid from the side, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—completely ineffective.

With a single sweep of the halberd, its domineering power was boundless, and Wen Qiong's heart trembled violently, feeling utterly powerless to resist.

He clenched his teeth and forcefully blocked the attack.

clang--!

A deafening explosion rang out, the spiked club flew out of his hand, and a gust of wind from a punch followed closely, striking his heart squarely.

"Ugh!" A mouthful of blood gushed out as the Heavenly Commander flew backward, crashing heavily onto the Cloud Road, scattering rocks everywhere.

"Marshal Wen!" Yin Jiao exclaimed and turned around.

"How can you possibly care about others?"

A sinister sound suddenly rang in his ears, and a flash of golden light appeared before his eyes. His abdomen had been pierced by a halberd.

A burst of malevolent energy erupted, and before Yin Jiao could finish his muffled groan, he exploded into a bloody mist. His twin swords fell, and his primordial spirit detached itself, heading straight for the Investiture of the Gods.

The Demon King Peng did not stop him. Instead, he bent down and picked up the twin swords, a look of joy flashing in his eyes: "Guang Chengzi's demon-refining treasures? Not bad, they'll be my reward for this trip."

He casually tucked it into his robes, then his gaze fell on Wen Qiong, a sinister smile creeping across his lips:

"Marshal Wen, will you take your own life, or shall I send you on your way?"

Wen Qiong's face was ashen. She forced herself to sit up and remained silent.

The Roc Demon King sneered, "Looks like you want me to make the move."

Before the words were even finished, Tianhuang Halberd was raised high, its killing intent chilling.

At that moment, the entire Thirty-Three Heavens fell into a sudden, deathly silence.

Time stood still, space froze, and even the wind stopped flowing.

The Peng Demon King froze in mid-air, unable to deliver another inch of the Heavenly Desolation Halberd.

He raised the corner of his eye and looked towards the end of the sky.

There, billions of stars suddenly appeared, dazzling like the sea. In the center of the light, the Yang energy flowed, as if the stars were surrounding the moon, and the phantom of an ancient tower slowly emerged.

In an instant, the illusory became real.

The tower's body displayed the patterns of the Four Symbols: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, which circled and coiled around it. Throughout the entire celestial realm, all the demons felt a chill in their hearts, as if the end of the world had arrived.

An irresistible pressure poured down from the heavens, rendering the Roc Demon King unable to move even a finger.

Immediately afterwards, the Four Symbols Tower surged a thousand feet, its terrifying suction force sweeping in all directions.

Wen Qiong watched helplessly as the arrogant Great Sage of Chaos was transformed into a golden light and sucked into the tower.

He staggered to his feet, let out a long sigh, and bowed deeply to the heavens:

"Many thanks to Doumu Yuanzun for saving my life."

The Great Sage of Chaos, Peng Demon King—Defeated!

Not only him, but all the demons who broke into the Heavenly Palace were frozen in place.

The Black Bear Spirit, leading his four monkey generals and seventy-two cave demon kings, charged straight in from the South Heavenly Gate, encountering little resistance.

They hacked and slashed their way through, causing palaces to collapse and glazed tiles to shatter.

Many demon kings were so captivated by the beauty of the heavenly palace that they almost forgot about fighting.

Just as they were feeling triumphant and arrogant, the stars in the sky gathered, and the Four Symbols Pagoda reappeared.

In an instant, all the demons seemed to be imprisoned, their movements frozen.

In the next instant, figures transformed into golden light and were all sucked into the tower.

In the blink of an eye, all the demon kings of Flower Fruit Mountain, along with the lesser demons of the Four Heavenly Gates, were captured without exception.

Black Wind Great Sage Bear King – Defeated!

At this point, all the Great Sages and demons who attacked the Heavenly Court, except for the Monkey King and Ye Feng, were all executed.

Beside the Tongming Hall, Shakyamuni Buddha looked up at the sky.

The monkey, having just leaped onto the palm of his hand, also saw this terrifying phenomenon.

Although he didn't know the origin of this tower, its overwhelming power still made his heart pound.

He secretly rejoiced: Luckily I jumped fast and got caught in this bald monk's palm, otherwise I would have been killed on the spot if I had run into him head-on.

The Buddha murmured, uttering two words:

"Golden Spirit..."

His eyes flickered slightly, then returned to calm in an instant, his face showing a compassionate expression, as if none of the turmoil had ever occurred.

The extraordinary phenomena caused by the Four Symbols Pagoda arrived swiftly and disappeared just as quickly. After absorbing all the demons, the void trembled slightly, and the pagoda vanished without a trace in a flash, along with the magnificent starry sky, all annihilated into nothingness.

……

West side of the Heavenly Palace.

Ye Feng and Gou Chen simultaneously withdrew their gazes.

The millions of miles of territory surrounding them had long since been reduced to ruins, with an aura of destruction permeating the broken walls and rubble.

Since the beginning of time, the Heavenly Palace has never suffered such a severe blow.

With a thought, Ye Feng scanned the area with his divine sense—all the demon soldiers who had followed him into the Heavenly Palace had their auras extinguished.

It seems that even the great saints like Peng Demon King will not escape this calamity.

He already had a guess in his mind about who made the move: Doumu Yuanzun, who was the former Golden Spirit Mother.

One of the four disciples under the Tongtian Sect Master, he was already at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal during the Investiture of the Gods, only half a step away from the Quasi-Saint.

The pressure released by the Four Symbols Tower just now almost touched the threshold of Quasi-Saint.

Gouchen chuckled lightly, his tone calm yet authoritative: "With Doumu's personal presence, all the demons who invaded the Heavenly Court have been annihilated. Why don't you surrender now?"

Ye Feng grinned, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Then let's see if you, Gou Chen, have the ability."

Before he finished speaking, he let out a low shout, and three Yuanhui of magical power erupted. His left hand quietly slipped into his sleeve, and a jade bottle was firmly held in his palm.

Gou Chen glanced at his left sleeve, a slight smile playing on his lips, but said nothing.

With a single finger, he soared into the air, hovering above the heavens. The ever-floating emerald lamp suddenly lit up, its light transforming into Yin-Yang energy, which surged like an angry dragon, hurtling straight at Ye Feng's face.

Two streams of pure and turbid energy intertwined and coiled, like yin and yang dragons. Wherever they passed, the void stagnated, and all things could be crushed into nothingness.

Ye Feng glanced at the lamp out of the corner of his eye and cursed inwardly: This damn lamp is really persistent.

The light can not only freeze space and slow down movement, but also confuse the mind and release the killing intent of Yin and Yang, which is extremely annoying.

"We have to find a chance to smash it."

He sneered inwardly, then suddenly spread his wings and darted backward like lightning.

Even without the aid of spatial nodes, its speed was still extremely fast, tearing through the sky.

Gou Chen's gaze shifted slightly, his pupils flashing with a sharp light, as he rapidly deduced the situation in his mind.

After this battle, his understanding of Ye Feng has been completely refreshed.

He cultivated to become a Great Golden Immortal in a short period of time, and was able to confront me head-on without being at a disadvantage.

If it weren't for the fact that the two were destined to fight for the Great Dao, he would have loved to sit down and discuss the Dao with the other, and together explore the secrets of the heavens.

He took a deep breath, his eyes sharpened, and his hands suddenly clasped together. A tremendous aura surged into the sky, shaking the thirty-three heavens!