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

In the next instant, his figure appeared out of thin air and caught up with Ye Feng. He threw a punch—the heavens and earth shattered, the creation was reversed, and the fist contained all kinds of laws, as if it wanted to return everything to chaos!

Just as the fist was about to strike his back, Ye Feng turned around like a ghost, drew his Demon Emperor Sword, and a thin, golden sword light slashed through the void.

clang!

boom--!

A deafening explosion ripped through the Western Heavenly Palace, causing it to tremble violently. The destructive aftershocks swept across millions of miles, turning mountains and rivers to dust and the void into slag wherever they passed.

Gou Chen grunted, a bloody mark left on his fist as the sword energy grazed it.

Ye Feng was also struck by the force of the punch, and he was sent flying backward, his blood and qi churning within him.

His gaze sharpened, and he was shocked.

That sword strike was extremely concentrated, with sword threads that were incomparably sharp. It could even cut through the Nine Heavens Profound Iron in one stroke, yet it only left a shallow wound on his fist.

What kind of heaven-defying attack technique is this guy practicing?

As he was still retreating, the Yin and Yang energies from the other side surged in like a tide.

Suppressing his internal injuries, he suddenly turned around, gripped his bamboo cane with his left hand, and fiercely swept it towards the air current!

A burst of seven-colored light erupted, like a rainbow piercing the sun!

The seemingly invincible Yin-Yang energy was shattered inch by inch, completely routed, and impossible to get close to.

……

At the same time, he spread his wings again, his afterimage sweeping through the air, heading straight for the Emerald Light Yin-Yang Lamp floating high above, and swung his seven-colored bamboo staff down once more!

Gouchen's pupils contracted, and he instantly understood:

"His real target was the lamp! He deliberately let me catch up to him, using the momentum of my punch to lunge in the opposite direction and get closer to the lamp—what a cunning plan!"

The moment the seven-colored bamboo staff fell, the Emerald Light Yin-Yang Lamp suddenly erupted with boundless Yin-Yang energy. The pure and turbid energies intertwined wildly, evolving into the image of the beginning of heaven and earth, and actually held up the bamboo staff, preventing it from falling.

Chaos gave rise to Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang gave rise to the Four Symbols, and the Four Symbols gave rise to the Eight Trigrams.

The so-called "one begets two" refers to the two polarities, namely the pure and turbid energies.

This lamp was born at the beginning of the separation of heaven and earth. Pure energy rose and turbid energy sank, condensing to form this lamp. It is the source of all energy, second only to the primordial chaos, and can overcome all laws under heaven.

Ye Feng's bamboo staff was blocked. He snorted coldly, and his magic power surged, enveloping the entire bamboo staff in blazing light.

In an instant, the outer skin of the bamboo staff peeled off, revealing its true form—a section of Bodhi tree branch!

The seven-colored radiance surged, and the pure and impure energies could not resist it, collapsing one after another!

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the Yin-Yang Qi completely dissipated, and the Bodhi branch struck the Emerald Yin-Yang Lamp with a heavy blow!

The flame suddenly dimmed, the wick trembled, and it went out completely. The lamp shattered, and fragments fell like rain.

Everything happened too fast. Ye Feng lowered his head, his gaze falling on the Bodhi branch in his hand that had quietly changed.

He whispered, "As expected."

"The Seven-Jeweled Tree!"

He had a premonition of this.

At first, it wasn't obvious, but as the bamboo cane became easier to use, its power became increasingly outrageous—almost invincible.

Ordinary magical artifacts shattered with a single swipe; even slightly stronger ones lost their spiritual luster and fell to the ground.

Even if a sage were to personally arrive, it would be difficult to achieve such a feat with a single withered branch.

Therefore, when the Emerald Light Yin-Yang Lamp revealed his true form, he remained calm.

The Seven Treasures Tree, an artifact of sages, though not born of nature, has accompanied sages for a long time, containing supreme and wondrous methods, and its power is comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

He glanced back at Gou Chen, who looked surprised.

Gouchen had not experienced the Investiture of the Gods and was unfamiliar with this object, but he instinctively sensed that this staff had an extremely powerful origin.

But he was not afraid.

Now that things have come to this, he and Ye Feng are irreconcilable enemies.

Ye Feng, too, had just stepped into the trap he had set.

Ye Feng turned around, unsheathed the Demon Emperor Sword, and with the suppression of the Yin-Yang Lamp gone, his aura surged dramatically.

But the next instant, his pupils contracted sharply.

The surrounding space remained stagnant, even heavier than before, as if it had turned into an iron cage, locking the heavens and earth, with pressure as high as a mountain, making even moving extremely difficult.

He looked around and, unaware that a dark gold old net had quietly been unfurled.

The net was small, covering only a ten-mile radius. Its edges were broken and mottled, yet it exuded an ancient and menacing aura that made people feel uneasy.

Ye Feng was extremely agitated. He roared and golden flames ignited around his body.

That was the ultimate true fire of the sun, violent as a collapsing star, burning the sky and boiling the sea, sweeping across the eight wastelands.

But the moment the flames touched the net, they were silently assimilated, and no matter how violent they were, they could not be shaken in the slightest.

Gouchen laughed loudly, "Don't struggle! This Heavenly Net was forged by the ancient great shaman Hou Yi with countless rare and precious materials, specifically designed to counter the Golden Crow bloodline! Not to mention you, even the ten sons of Emperor Jun back then couldn't break free!"

Ye Feng met his gaze coldly and raised his sword to strike.

A golden rainbow pierced the sun, and the sword roared like thunder, as if the sun itself had exploded, tearing through the void.

A flash of light appeared on the Heavenly Net, followed by a crisp "crack" as the sword light shattered into pieces.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, raising the Seven Treasures Tree high and sweeping it away!

The net trembled slightly, its luster dimmed, and it seemed to be slowly sinking.

At that very moment, the old net suddenly contracted!

Ye Feng groaned, as if bound by invisible chains, his internal magic power was sluggish, and he even had great difficulty swinging the Seven Treasures Tree again.

Golden light flashed in Gouchen's palm, and an ancient longbow slowly emerged, aimed at Ye Feng from afar.

In an instant, a life-or-death warning rang out!

Ye Feng's hair stood on end, like a mouse caught in a venomous snake's grasp, or a rabbit caught in an eagle's claws, his life hanging by a thread.

The Sun-Shooting Bow!

No need for further words, the name has already surfaced in my heart.

Only a bow like Hou Yi's, capable of slaying the sun, could inspire such fear in the Golden Crow bloodline.

Gou Chen's lips curled into a confident smile. He took a wooden arrow from thin air and gently nocked it onto the bowstring.

In an instant, Ye Feng's premonition of death soared to its peak—he smelled it; it was the scent of the end.

Gouchen drew his bowstring taut and laughed, "The tenth Sunset Arrow has long been lost, and I have searched the entire prehistoric world without finding it. But the last branch of the Fusang tree still remains, and I have painstakingly crafted the eleventh Sunset Arrow."

"Goodbye, King of Thailand!"

Before the words were even finished, the string was released!

A streak of light pierced the sky, tearing apart heaven and earth, heading straight for Ye Feng's heart!

This arrow, once released, can bring down the sun!

laugh--!

The arrow pierced through the gaps in the protective net and arrived in an instant.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted, and the protective golden light, the Nine-Sun Golden Crow robe, the Demon Emperor Sword, the Seven Treasures Tree... all became mere decorations.

Bound by the net, all his cultivation was suppressed, making it difficult for him to even move a finger.

He lowered his eyes and saw a wooden arrow deeply embedded in his chest.

boom--!

A violent force exploded within his body with unparalleled precision, extinguishing the True Fire of the Sun as if it had encountered its nemesis.

Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be utterly powerless before this might.

A clear cry tore through the sky, and Ye Feng's figure suddenly changed. He spread his wings and revealed his three legs—under the blazing light of the Sunset Arrow, he revealed his true form, a three-legged golden crow!

Its wings spread wide, its mournful cry shook the heavens, and its body expanded wildly, but it was firmly suppressed by the all-encompassing net, only able to spread out to a width of ten miles. The golden giant bird was like a prisoner in an invisible cage, every inch of space filled, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the Golden Crow's body began to disintegrate, the True Fire of the Sun dimmed and died out, and golden blood gushed out from the cracks.

The process was swift, decisive, and irreversible.

In just a few breaths, the brilliant golden light that had illuminated the thirty-three heavens completely dissipated, the ten-mile-long giant shadow shrank rapidly, and the Demon Emperor Sword and the Seven Treasures Tree fell from their claws and into the net.

In the end, only the corpse of a three-legged golden crow, ten feet in size, lay quietly within the Heavenly Net, devoid of any breath and motionless.

Emperor Gouchen laughed wildly, looking up at the sky.

He had no doubt about Ye Feng's death. The Heavenly Net, the Sun-Shooting Bow, and the Sunset Arrow—three magical artifacts specifically designed to counter the Golden Crow—were all gathered, forming the most deadly trap in the world. Let alone Ye Feng being merely at the early stage of the Great Luo Realm.

Back in the primordial era, the son of Emperor Jun, a great golden crow, cultivated to the late stage of the Great Luo realm, yet he still died from a single arrow from Hou Yi.

He stared greedily at the corpses in the net, and the two priceless treasures.

By using a secret technique to channel the Golden Crow bloodline into one's body, even if one cultivates it later in life, the bloodline will be pure. From then on, one will transform into a Golden Crow and control the true fire of the sun!

Once he wields the Demon Emperor's Sword again and commands all demons, who among the Four Emperors would dare to challenge him? Even the Jade Emperor would have to give way!

More importantly—once the Golden Crow bloodline is obtained, the lost treasure of the ancient demon court, the Eastern Emperor Bell… may reappear in the world!

If one could obtain it, who below the sage could rival him?

His heart burned with passion, and with a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Net slowly descended.

He eagerly unfolded the net before him, preparing to extract the essence and blood from the corpse—but his expression suddenly changed.

"wrong!"

A warning signal rang in my mind, and I turned around almost instinctively.

The void behind him cracked open, and Ye Feng's figure silently appeared, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, holding a long sword that exuded primordial evil energy. His aura was so solid that heaven and earth resonated with it.

Under Gou Chen's horrified gaze, Ye Feng slowly raised his sword.

In an instant, heaven and earth turned upside down, and all things returned to nothingness.

In his eyes, the entire world suddenly transformed into the primordial chaos at the beginning of creation.

It has no beginning and no end, no form and no appearance.

Only a single sword light descended from the void!

There are trees in the garden, and cicadas on the trees. The cicadas perch high on the branches, chirping and drinking dew, unaware that a mantis has quietly climbed closer.

The mantis crouched down to pounce, unaware that the oriole stood quietly to its side;

The oriole stretched its neck to peck, unaware that the bullet had already been aimed at its head.

The moment the sword fell, the fable of "The Mantis Stalking the Cicada" flashed through Ye Feng's mind.

At their level, victory or defeat is no longer about the level of magical power or the strength of supernatural abilities.

But it depends on who can see further and calculate more deeply.

The real winner is always the one who strikes last.

When Emperor Gouchen first offered up the Emerald Light Yin-Yang Lamp, it was merely bait.

He deliberately feigned weakness to lure Ye Feng into breaking the lamp, all to create an opportunity for the Sky-Piercing Net to use the Sun-Shooting Bow in conjunction with the Sunset Arrow to kill him in one blow.

But Ye Feng knew from the beginning that the Sky-Piercing Net and the Sunset Bow had already fallen into Gou Chen's hands.

The two had briefly clashed in the Heavenly Treasury. Even though there were still doubts beforehand, he was certain of it the moment they actually fought.

Knowing that the enemy has a deadly move, how could we be completely unprepared?

This sword strike was a deadly move he had tailor-made for Gouchen!

"The Initial Judgment of the Primordial Chaos!"

The Primordial Chaos Heaven-Slaying Sword slashed down fiercely, its light seemingly originating from the very beginning of the universe, carrying the power of the Great Dao's source, piercing through the past, present, and future.

In Gouchen's pupils, all things in heaven and earth were annihilated, leaving only a sword light that transcended everything.

The "corpse" in the net suddenly twisted and transformed into a golden feather.

The feathers, gleaming like molten gold, were pierced by the setting sun's arrow, their brilliance extinguished.

That was a substitute for life that Ye Feng had painstakingly refined, incorporating the "Reversal of Heaven and Earth" technique from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Everything else is true—

The Demon Emperor Sword is real.

The Seven Treasures Tree is real.

The Nine-Day Golden Crow Robe is also genuine.

Only something this realistic could fool Gou Chen, making him lower his guard and step into a deadly trap.