Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

The Thunder Halberd pressed down with overwhelming power, while the fist's edge concealed behind the thunder, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Chen Jiao knocked back the Bull Demon King with a left punch, and without the slightest hesitation, thunder roared beneath his feet. With one step, he had already closed the distance by several feet.

The Thunder Halberd was thrown first, its body humming and trembling in the air, instantly drawing upon the remaining vast thunderous energy in the sky, which, as if under command, all clung to the halberd's body.

This strike added a third of its ferocity, transforming into a blazing white lightning bolt that stretched across the sky, shooting straight at the Bull Demon King's chest.

The Bull Demon King was shaken by the sudden and heavy punch, and before he could catch his breath, he saw the Thunder Halberd coming again. He had no choice but to forcefully circulate his profound power to suppress his discomfort.

He immediately roared, and the Iron Staff shone brightly with dark light, carrying powerful demonic energy as it swept out with all its might!

With a loud clang, the clubs and halberds clashed again, exploding into a dazzling burst of light and flames that scattered the surrounding gale.

The Bull Demon King's arms bulged with muscles, his iron staff blocking left and right, its shadow like a mountain, constantly shattering the surging thunder that came with the halberd.

Lightning flashed, illuminating half the sky.

However, a figure silently approached from behind the chaotic and dazzling lightning.

His right hand was already solidified, and without any fancy moves, it passed through the gaps in the shadows of the staff, striking at the Bull Demon King's ribs, which were slightly unsupported due to the swing of the staff!

Right fist, strike again.

"Again?!"

The Bull Demon King felt a great alarm bell ringing in his heart.

In haste, he had no choice but to pull the iron rod back and use the front of the rod to meet the attack.

"Thump!"

Another deep, resounding boom, like a drum striking the heavens, suddenly exploded high in the sky!

The sound waves surged like a tidal wave, rushing in all directions and tearing the distant clouds to shreds.

Below, Wild Ox Ridge and its surrounding mountains trembled violently, as if an earth dragon had turned over!

The thousands of demon soldiers who had already retreated to a greater distance were also terrified by the muffled roar and earth-shaking sound from the heavens. They all lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Chen Jiao's long-awaited right fist slammed solidly into the front of the iron rod.

High above the heavens.

The Bull Demon King felt an irresistible, immense force coming from the staff, passing through it and straight into his arm, making half of his body numb and his tiger's mouth split open.

His strong body could no longer be steadyed, and he retreated more than a hundred feet on the cloud path.

The clouds beneath his feet burst open one after another, and the iron rod in his hand, which had accompanied him in battle for many years, hummed and groaned, almost flying out of his grasp.

The Bull Demon King was extremely frustrated.

He had never fought anyone before, and was beaten so badly that he could only parry and take punches.

The True Lord's attacks were seamlessly connected, his halberd techniques were fierce and imposing, and his fists were heavy and powerful, breaking through defenses. As soon as one halberd strike ceased, another fist would arrive, leaving him overwhelmed.

Despite possessing extraordinary magical powers, his rhythm was disrupted by this rapid and fierce close-range attack.

After those two punches, he had completely understood the True Lord's fighting style.

Once the momentum is established, it is relentless, with each strike heavier than the last, continuing until the opponent is completely suppressed under the thunderous force.

"Punching left and right, do you really think I'm some kind of anvil, to be hammered at will?"

Enraged, the Bull Demon King laughed and suddenly stomped on the void, creating a visible white ring of energy beneath his feet, finally stopping his retreat completely.

He took a deep breath, like a whale swallowing the sea, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred feet around him was reversed and entered his mouth and nose.

The turbulent blood and qi caused by the previous impact, along with the slight discomfort in the internal organs, were quickly calmed down as the spiritual energy flowed in and out.

Immediately, the Bull Demon King's eyes flashed with ferocity. He no longer tried to defend himself and swung his heavy iron cudgel around, aiming it at Chen Jiao, who was a hundred feet away!

Amidst the heavy demonic aura, a sharp, incomparably pale white light suddenly burst forth!

It was precisely the Geng metal supernatural power he had refined.

The iron rod immediately swelled in the wind, transforming into a massive, black pillar with a diameter of over ten zhang and a length of one hundred zhang, which crashed down on Chen Jiao's head!

Under the cover of the iron rod, the clouds collapsed and the light of the sky distorted, as if a corner of the sky had collapsed.

As the aftershocks of this unparalleled pressure swept across the Wild Ox Ridge mountains below, countless trees collapsed, rocks tumbled down, and birds and beasts fled in terror.

Upon seeing this, Chen Jiao's thoughts shifted slightly.

This old ox has refined at least two of the five elements' energies, possessing a profound foundation that is certainly incomparable to ordinary true immortals.

Facing the massive iron cudgel that seemed to shatter the heavens, he remained unmoved, merely making a half-open clenching motion with his empty right hand to his side.

In an instant, the blazing white lightning that had previously collided and scattered, still flowing like thousands of silver snakes across the sky, swept back from all directions!

The blazing lightning surged and condensed, transforming once again into a halberd woven entirely from the essence of lightning, its blade swirling with lightning patterns and flickering with electric sparks.

Chen Jiao gripped the Thunder Halberd, facing the hundred-foot-long giant club that had already reached his head, and wielded the halberd with one arm, slashing diagonally upwards.

"Clang!"

The halberd blade and the staff collided with a deafening roar high in the air.

The Bull Demon King's strike, imbued with the murderous aura of Geng metal and seemingly destined for victory, was unexpectedly deflected by Chen Jiao's slanted parry, veering to one side.

Chen Jiao's body swayed slightly, and then he used the momentum to twist his waist, and the thunder halberd swept out horizontally, the halberd light turning into a blazing white ribbon stretching across the sky.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the sky brightened dramatically.

Boundless lightning spread out like a tide as the halberd blade was swung, instantly covering the entire sky as far as the eye could see!

The impact was so intense that the spectators below could hardly look at it.

The light was so intense that it completely obscured the already dim skylight above.

Thunder roared and lightning snakes danced wildly, completely engulfing the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King exhaled and made a sound like muffled thunder.

A gentle yet powerful azure light suddenly rose from the demon's body, intertwining and flowing with the original Xuanhuang demonic energy and Gengjin evil energy.

It was the third element of Qi it had refined—the Qi of Ren Water!

The energy of Ren water and Ji earth merged and generated endlessly, causing the Bull Demon King's already incredibly strong body to expand even further under the light of lightning, his bones and muscles cracking, and in the blink of an eye, he had grown to a hundred feet tall.

Ignoring the thunder surrounding him, the Bull Demon King gripped his massive iron cudgel tightly with both hands.

The weight of Earth, the sharpness of Metal, and the power of Water are combined and poured into the iron rod.

The iron rod was swung around again, tearing through layers of lightning, and smashed down angrily towards where Chen Jiao was!

This strike abandons all variation and defense, aiming only for absolute power to settle the score in one blow and knock Chen Jiao down from the clouds!

In Chen Jiao's pupils, the rapidly enlarging iron rod, carrying the force of collapsing the heavens, was reflected.

His expression remained calm as he merely held the Thunder Halberd in his left hand and gestured forward to restrain the endless lightning from continuing to bombard the Bull Demon King's body.

At the same time, he raised his right hand, spread his five fingers slightly, and clenched his fist in the air to his side.

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant sword cry drowned out the thunder that filled the sky.

The boundless lightning seemed to have found its home, surging wildly towards his right hand.

He pulled a long sword from nothingness.

Even before the sword was fully drawn, a wisp of energy leaking from its sheath had already calmed the surrounding raging thunder, which then swirled around the sword.

Chen Jiao gripped the hilt with his right hand, his thumb lightly pushing against the sword guard.

"Clang!"

As the longsword was drawn, a blazing white lightning sword light rose from the blade.

It is not grand, but it seems to contain the first ray of lightning at the beginning of creation, extremely yang, extremely righteous, extremely pure and extremely fierce.

Facing the Bull Demon King's combined Heaven-Shattering Staff, Chen Jiao advanced instead of retreating.

Holding the Thunder Sun Demon-Subduing Sword, he slashed upwards.