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

The water and fire energies in the abyss clashed and surged.

Everyone used their own methods and made every effort to move forward.

The Green Dragon Taoist led the way, holding a banner, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

When we reached a narrow section where the rock face was as red as blood and the cold air on the right was increasingly biting.

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Azure Dragon Daoist, and with a subtle change in his hand gestures, the wisp of starlight power on the banner abruptly disappeared.

The walls of the passageway trembled violently.

The fragile balance that had been barely maintained was instantly shattered.

"not good!"

Exclamations erupted from all sides.

The passage shattered inch by inch, and everyone was instantly scattered by the violent turbulent currents.

Master Xuan Gu felt an extremely hot wave of fire rush towards him, and his handsome face changed drastically.

He hurriedly activated his Yin energy to protect himself, but was forced to retreat repeatedly by the fire element.

Suddenly isolated and helpless, they could only struggle alone to cope with the seemingly endless onslaught of poisonous fire.

Almost simultaneously, the Weak Water on the other side also silently rushed towards Master Liyang.

True Man Li Yang dared not hold back, unleashing his Li Fire magic power, which collided with the extremely yin and turbid black water, hissing and crackling.

The Heavenly River's Weak Waters are incredibly treacherous, and True Man Li Yang faces numerous perilous situations.

A stream of black water swept in silently, and he couldn't dodge it in time; his protective aura crumbled upon contact.

When the weak water touched his body, it made no sound; his robes and flesh melted away as quickly as spring snow meeting the sun.

In the blink of an eye, his left arm and half of his chest had vanished.

"ah--!"

Master Li Yang let out a miserable howl, his face turned ashen, his aura rapidly weakened, and he nearly perished on the spot.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he used a life-saving talisman, which transformed into a ball of red light to envelop his remaining body, allowing him to barely escape into a nearby crevice. His fate remains unknown.

On the other side, Xuan Gu Shangren, although he had temporarily resisted the fire evil, was also greatly alarmed when he saw Li Yang's miserable state and sensed the increasingly violent fire waves around him.

Knowing that he couldn't manage on his own and that this was not a long-term solution, he steeled his resolve and threw all pretense of saving face to the back of his mind.

While resisting the fiery aura, he channeled all his magical power and shouted hoarsely in the direction where Chen Jiao had just disappeared:

"Fellow Daoist Xuanling, this place is dangerous! Please save me!"

However, Xuan Ling was in a completely different situation.

In a dizzying moment, he felt the scene before him suddenly change.

We are now inside a huge natural cave.

Inside the cave, two giant pythons, one red and one black, formed entirely from pure earth fire and weak water, coiled up, their heads raised and tongues flicking, their cold snake eyes fixed on the intruder.

Flames surged around the crimson python, radiating scorching heat and ferocity.

The black python was chillingly cold, exuding a deathly stillness that eroded the soul.

The two pythons intertwined and coiled, blocking all escape routes, and a deadly killing intent quietly permeated the air.

"Xuan Ling!"

The Azure Dragon appeared at the edge of the formation, its face no longer showing any strain, and grinned maliciously:

"Xuan Ling, this place has excellent feng shui; it's perfect for burying your bones!"

Before he finished speaking, without wasting any words, the formation suddenly started operating.

The pent-up earth fire energy frantically propelled the essence of weak water, transforming it into a raging torrent that surged towards Xuan Ling like a tidal wave.

This is a deadly water and fire formation that has been laid out long ago!

"roar!"

Two water and fire serpents roared and pounced, their attacks blocked by the formation's spiritual energy, leaving no way to escape.

The golden-feathered ghosts, also caught in the fray, were in a panic!

He let out a shriek and revealed his true form as a golden eagle.

Its wings blazed with golden light, and it desperately unleashed countless sharp golden feathers to meet the oncoming water and fire serpents.

Then it flapped its wings and took flight.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The golden feathers struck the bodies of the two snakes, but they disappeared as if they had been thrown into the sea, only causing a few ripples before dissipating.

"No—!" Jin Yu screamed in agony.

The cold air of the Weak Water corroded its demonic soul, while the poisonous flames of the Earth burned its demonic body.

In the blink of an eye, his enormous golden eagle form crumbled into dust.

This Golden Core Demon Lord was completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace behind.

Within the formation, the figure in black trembled violently under the combined attack of the two ferocious water and fire pythons.

The earth's fire roared like thunder, while the cold tide of the weak water silently eroded, and two giant pythons intertwined and tore at each other.

Xuan Ling's robes were scorched, and the protective aura around his body flickered erratically under the attack of water and fire, making him look extremely disheveled.

Outside the formation, the urgent shouts and sounds of fierce fighting of the Xuan Gu Master could be faintly heard, clearly indicating that he was too busy to help.

The Azure Dragon Taoist and General Whale stood side by side outside the water and fire killing formation.

The light from the array flickered, illuminating the Azure Dragon's face, which was slightly distorted with extreme excitement.

Qingjiao Daoist, or rather, Qinglin Demon Lord!

Looking at Xuan Ling's disheveled appearance in the formation, he felt as if his pent-up frustration of many years had finally found an outlet.

He could no longer contain himself, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, as he spoke freely to General Whale beside him:

"Brother Whale, look!"

Just wait and see what happens to this scoundrel today!

He pointed to the center of the formation, his fingertips trembling slightly with excitement:

"Back then at Qingchi Ridge, this fellow was nothing more than a lowly soldier under my command!"

It was only by my good fortune that I was able to establish my foundation!

Unexpectedly, this ungrateful wretch dared to ambush me while I was entangled in my inner demons!

They caused me to be surrounded and attacked! I fled in panic like a stray dog!

They've occupied my cave dwelling again! They've stolen my esteemed position!

That humiliation, that hatred, gnaws at my heart day and night, etched into my very soul!

He abruptly turned his head to look at the silent Commander Whale beside him, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism:

"But there is always a way out."

I am fortunate to have been favored by the esteemed master! He has granted me an unparalleled opportunity and taught me the secret arts of star constellation!

Otherwise, how could I have broken through the Golden Core barrier and achieved my current level of cultivation?

How could they possibly... set up this trap, confining this arrogant Flood Dragon King in this deadly array!

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, showing no trace of Daoist intention, and almost gesticulated wildly:

"Watch! Watch how this scoundrel will be reduced to ashes today under the torment of fire and water!"

I want to see him utterly destroyed, body and soul! That would be the greatest joy of my life!

He clapped his hands, his tone becoming increasingly impassioned:

"This is the will of Heaven! This is the day when I, Qingjiao, no, I, Qinglin, will avenge my humiliation!"

Hahaha……"

He laughed loudly, the sound echoing in the deep cave. Amidst the roaring battle formation, it mingled with the howling of water and fire, sounding particularly jarring.

Looking at Xuan Ling's dying struggle in the formation.

After venting her anger, Qinglin stared intently at him, her emotions calming slightly. She chuckled softly, her voice laced with mockery and amusement.

"Xuan Ling, Xuan Ling, you have always been cunning and calculating, and you pride yourself on being cautious and suspicious."

Back then, the incident involving Liu Yizi of Jian Ge and the thousand-year-old blood coral was all your doing, wasn't it?

Did you ever imagine that, after all this time, you would ultimately fall into my hands?

Even now, when Qinglin talks about Liu Yizi, he still grits his teeth.

To be unfairly accused by the Xuan Guang Sword Pavilion is simply outrageous!

He shook his head slightly, seemingly with regret, yet also with pride, a sense of melancholy in his expression.

"No matter how much you scheme or how many precautions you take, you will eventually be trapped in your own web and fall into this inescapable net."

He paced back and forth, his gaze sweeping over the precarious figures in the formation like a hawk's, his tone growing increasingly light:

"You always think you can control everything and treat others as pawns."

Little did they know, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

After saying that, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and he said no more.

Quietly watching Xuan Ling's desperate struggle within the formation, it was as if he were admiring a painting whose ending was already predetermined.