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

A pair of black iron combat boots, accompanied by a gust of evil wind, kicked Ji Shuibao hard in the side of his face without warning.

That kick was incredibly powerful!

Ji Shuibao let out a muffled groan of pain as his head was kicked and jerked to the side.

Several bloody teeth flew out.

Half of his cheek swelled up instantly, and the distorted expression that had just appeared was shattered by this kick!

The Lei Gong from Shaoyang, who was in charge of guarding him, withdrew his foot, his face as cold and hard as iron.

His gaze swept over Ji Shuibao's disheveled appearance, then glanced at Zhang Qingyang, who was lying on the ground barely alive, and he sternly rebuked him:

"You prisoners, how dare you flirt? Behave yourselves!"

Zhang Qingyang stared blankly at this scene, at the Master who had once held his life and death in his hands and whom he feared like a tiger.

Now they're being kicked and beaten at will...

The turbulent emotions churning within him suddenly and strangely subsided.

All that remained was a cold, empty void of bewilderment.

yes……

Where are the officials and celestial beings now?

Where is the sense of camaraderie, hierarchy, and respect among colleagues?

Stripped of his celestial robes and stripped of his lofty authority, he was dethroned.

So-called great figures are nothing more than... utterly vulnerable in the face of absolute power and rules.

They are nothing but a bunch of depraved demons.

A group of prisoners about to be purged.

Zhang Qingyang slowly and laboriously closed his eyes, and two lines of turbid tears mixed with blood and mud silently slid down his cheeks.

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The four constellations, along with Zhang Qingyang, were all firmly bound by black iron chains, with golden talismans affixed to their heads to seal their primordial spirits.

He was escorted by a group of generals and stood aside to await his fate.

The tense atmosphere in the room subsided slightly, but it did not dissipate.

Everyone's eyes turned to the sea.

The two Great Star Lords had just struggled to their feet after suffering severe injuries from falling from the sky.

Ketu Star Lord knelt on a piece of floating ice.

The Star Lord's immortal robe was tattered and torn, and the originally strange and powerful star power around him was now flickering uncertainly.

He tried to stand up, supporting himself with his hands, but coughed up a mouthful of star-like blood, and his breath weakened again.

Zi Qi Xingjun's situation was even worse, with half of his body being blasted apart.

Xian Guang tried her best to repair the terrible wound, but the progress was so slow it was agonizing.

He leaned against a charred rock, his face ashen, barely able to stay afloat.

"Oh……"

Ketu Star Lord broke the silence with a cold laugh.

He straightened his body with difficulty, his voice weak from his serious injuries, yet still revealing an arrogance that came from his very bones:

"The True Lord Huangtian Jingfa truly has excellent methods and great power!"

"Yuebo and Rahu have turned their killing into killing! Now they intend to exterminate us all as well?"

Zi Qi Xingjun also took a deep breath and replied in a sinister tone:

"The lives of beings in the lower realm are as insignificant as grass, endlessly reincarnating; this is the natural cycle of the heavens!"

It is their honor to have their humble lives used to forge the path to heaven for the Star Lord!

The True Lord went to great lengths for this, even resorting to slaughtering his colleagues. Wasn't this putting the cart before the horse, and utterly foolish?

Zi Qi Xingjun took a slight breath, his face still defiant, and said again:

"Moreover, we are among the eleven luminaries, in charge of the celestial orbits. Even if we overstep our bounds, it is not your place, a newly promoted True Lord, to presumptuously resort to force!"

Even if it were to arrest me, only Tianpeng Tianyou would be qualified!

Today, for the sake of these ants, you have slain two of the Eleven Luminaries, which will surely anger His Majesty!

"I'd like to see how long you can hold onto this newly appointed position of True Lord!"

There was not a trace of remorse in his words.

Instead, they treat the lives and deaths of countless living beings as worthless dust and dirt!

What they rely on is their lofty status as the Eleven Luminaries Star Lords, and the supreme being at the top who governs the Eleven Luminaries.

Seeing that the True Lord remained silent, Ketu Star Lord seemed to have gained even more courage, and his breathing became a few octaves higher:

"Today you have publicly executed two Great Star Lords in this manner."

His Majesty the Sun Emperor will absolutely not stand idly by in this matter!

"I'd like to see how you explain yourself to the Emperor then, and how arrogant you'll be then!"

Ketu and Ziqi Xingjun's words, a mixture of threat and reliance, were like pebbles thrown into a calm lake.

A silent yet profound ripple spread through the hearts of the assembled heavenly generals standing solemnly around them.

The Sun Emperor, as the head of the eleven luminaries, rules over the radiant sun, whose light illuminates the entire celestial sphere, and whose status is incomparably revered.

He is undoubtedly a giant in the Doubu, second only to the Ziwei Emperor, and even in the Heavenly Court's court assembly, he is ranked one rank at the very front of the Danbi steps.

The generals remained standing solemnly with their weapons in hand, their armor imposing and their faces ashen.

However, those eyes hidden in the shadows of helmets or shrouded in divine light all moved slightly in unison.

His gaze swept seemingly casually over the dark figure hovering in front of the formation, then swiftly swept towards the two star lords on the sea surface who were still putting on a brave front.

In the end, all was reduced to a deep silence.

They were all seasoned veterans who had experienced many battles and knew the rules of the Heavenly Court well, so they naturally discerned the implications.

The eleven luminaries are no ordinary celestial officials or celestial bureaucrats.

Rahu and Yuebo have already fallen. If we were to kill Jidu and Ziqi as well... then a total of four star lords would be lost here!

They accounted for nearly half!

This left the Sun Emperor, who rules over the eleven celestial bodies, wondering why he had to put the noodles aside.

According to the laws of Heaven, these two star lords, Jidu and Ziqi, along with the four star lords who have already been captured, should be escorted back to the Nine Heavens and handed over to the authorities for trial.

Therefore, there is much to be done in determining the nature of this case.

The four constellations directly stirred up the Weak Water, causing chaos in the lower realm. The evidence of their crimes is irrefutable and cannot be denied.

Although Jidu, Ziqi, and the other four luminaries were among the masterminds behind the scenes, they ultimately did not have the chance to stir up trouble.

In the writings of those celestial officials who are well-versed in the laws of heaven and adept at maneuvering, their crimes could easily be described as an attempted calamity rather than an established fact of harming living beings.

At that time, there will also be the Sun Emperor, who is the head of the eleven luminaries, or other important figures who do not want to see the strength of the luminaries be too greatly diminished.

They secretly provided some cover and carried out a series of operations.

The final ruling is very likely to be all bark and no bite, a grand gesture that ultimately falls flat.

Perhaps it will result in the forfeiture of some of their merits, or perhaps they will be imprisoned in some secluded grotto for a thousand years to reflect on their transgressions...

For a star deity with a long lifespan, such punishment is like scratching an itch through a boot.

Such an outcome is tantamount to condoning these star lords who treat the living beings of the lower realms as worthless and show no remorse!

Recalling the scene of the raging torrents and the wailing of all living beings, and looking at these two star lords who still wore arrogant expressions...

An indescribable sense of resentment rose in the hearts of all the generals.

The knuckles of his hand gripping the weapon were slightly white.

It was a kind of frustration that one knew the crime was heinous, but was unable to bring the perpetrator to justice due to the complex power structure within the Heavenly Court!

If such people who disregard the common people and act recklessly are not severely punished, how can we deter the wicked?

How can we console the countless suffering souls?

A bearded warrior wielding a lightning chain instinctively tightened his grip on the chain, his brow furrowed.

Beside him stood a female general covered in silver armor. Though her posture was as upright as a pine tree, her hand on the hilt of her sword was taut.

Further away, several warriors from the Arctic Exorcism Academy exchanged a fleeting glance, each seeing murderous intent in the other's eyes.

The air seemed to freeze.

The whistling sound of the sea breeze brushing against the weapons was particularly clear at this moment.

All the pressure and all the attention ultimately focused on that figure in the black robe.

The generals understood that the difficulty of this decision was far greater than facing a massive army.

Going further might completely eradicate evil, but it could also trigger a massive upheaval.

Taking a step back might temporarily preserve peace, but it could damage the prestige of the Lei Mansion and one's own Dao heart.

This is no longer a simple capture and trial, but a delicate game involving the balance of power, the stance of tradition, and even the future of individuals.

The generals could only remain silent and wait.

No one spoke up to urge them on, nor did anyone dare to offer any suggestions.

Between the sea and the sky, there are only the sounds of the wind and the water, and the silent sighs that weigh heavily on everyone's chest.

At this moment, the back of the True Lord in his black robe seemed to bear an immense weight.