Journey to the West Creation Technique

Dark clouds loomed overhead, a chilling aura descended, the earth trembled, and a fierce wind arose.

The treehouses hanging from the big tree were blown about and swayed precariously, falling one after another.

For the residents who have lived near the White Serpent Temple for generations, it was tantamount to the end of the world.

"Waaaaah..." A little girl from an indigenous tribe cried out in bewilderment.

It was obvious that the mother forgot about it during the evacuation.

As for who the father was, it is impossible to verify...

The huge treehouse snapped and crashed down on the girl.

At the critical moment, a blur streaked through the air and arrived!

Lu Chengjun bent down and embraced the girl, then leaped away, disappearing in an instant.

He had tried his best to send messages urging everyone to evacuate as soon as possible, but some people remained behind for various reasons.

He can't save everyone, nor does he have the ability.

Saving the orphan was merely a convenient act.

The ground beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, the White Serpent Temple collapsed, and rubble and debris crashed down.

Deep underground, a distant and ancient snake's roar slowly echoed, reverberating throughout the earth.

Amidst the clouds, a silver-purple thunder dragon coiled and roamed, and in an instant, a dazzling bolt of lightning tore through the sky and pierced straight into the earth.

The heavenly calamity has already descended; even if one hides underground, one cannot escape the overwhelming might of heaven.

The lightning was blinding, and the deafening roar of the thunderstorm shook the heavens and the earth, making everyone tremble.

Lu Chengjun remained unfazed even when the sky collapsed. Despite the overwhelming power of the heavens, he continued to fly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already surpassed the group of panicked and fleeing natives.

Although he left late, he ran fast.

It appears extremely dangerous, but in reality, it is handled with ease.

Seemingly realizing that hiding underground would not save them from heavenly lightning, and that they might even be imprisoned and suffocated on the spot, the White Snake Demon King simply stopped lying in wait and faced the heavenly tribulation head-on.

A colossal serpent, pure white and as imposing as a mountain, rose from the abyss of the collapsed temple, soaring straight up, crashing through the clouds, and reaching the highest heavens.

The powerful roar of the snake even faintly resembled the roar of a dragon.

The moment the White Serpent Demon King stepped forward to meet the thunder from the heavens, the lingering power of the natural disaster raging on the ground subtly diminished.

Lu Chengjun stopped retreating and gently put the girl in his arms down.

There were still quite a few indigenous people who had miraculously survived in the surrounding area. Lu Chengjun casually handed the girl to a woman and said, "Take her away."

An indigenous woman, holding a terrified little girl, hurriedly retreated with the crowd.

Lu Chengjun looked up and saw that the sky above was filled with churning clouds of calamity.

Suddenly.

A bolt of purple lightning struck a nearby mountain, slicing off half of the peak cleanly, leaving a clean, mirror-like cut.

Lu Chengjun was slightly taken aback: It wasn't that the lightning tribulation had weakened, but rather that the area it covered had expanded.

She happened to be directly below the White Snake Demon King, and she blocked the lightning.

If she dies, the calamity clouds will dissipate; if she does not die, she will block the lightning tribulation.

Outside, life or death depends entirely on luck, but inside, it's absolutely safe.

Having figured this out, Lu Chengjun instead slowly walked towards the center of the lightning tribulation.

According to records prior to the Great War of the Gods in the Central Plains, not all great demons in the world would encounter tribulations.

Generally speaking, the more ancient and noble a bloodline is, the more tolerant the Heavenly Way will be.

For example, those with the bloodline of true dragons and phoenixes who ascend to the upper realms are free from calamities.

The shallower one's bloodline, the more likely one is to be regarded as an anomaly by the Heavenly Dao and be intolerable to Heaven if one tries to reach an extremely high realm through one's own arduous cultivation.

The White Serpent Demon King's bloodline was clearly not noble, and as soon as his cultivation broke through the bottleneck, he would be punished by lightning.

High above, tribulation lightning crashed down like a celestial river pouring down from above.

The demon king's white scales were blasted apart by the lightning and fire, and blood splattered across the sky.

She struggled to swing her long tail, riding the poisonous clouds and resisting the heavenly tribulation, but ultimately she was powerless to defy the heavens.

Accompanied by a mournful serpent's cry, the enormous body descended from the sky.

Like a mountain falling from the clouds, it crashed heavily to the ground, sending up rubble and dust.

The storm clouds continued to churn, but the lightning within them had gradually dissipated...

The gale subsided, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the gloom, illuminating the earth. The sudden calamity cloud had finally dissipated.

The White Snake Demon King collapsed to the ground, his scales charred and cracked, half of his body burned, and his wounds exposed, revealing his bones.

He seems to have completely stopped breathing...

A figure landed; it was Lu Chengjun.

He stepped forward slowly and gently placed his hand on the White Serpent Demon King's enormous serpent head...

Interior: Flower and Fruit Mountain.

The magnificent Ling Mountain is occupied by a giant white python.

Within the sacred mountain lies the Water Curtain Cave.

Inside the cave is a stone platform, on which grows a small, golden tree, and a small, dark green snake coils around it.

Lu Chengjun's primordial spirit said to the little snake, "Go... return to your original form."

The dark green snake voluntarily detached itself from the spiritual root, bursting forth into the air and merging with the giant python of Flower Fruit Mountain.

The giant white python that had been coiled around Flower Fruit Mountain seemed to have gained sentience. It detached itself from the mountain, took a deep look at Lu Chengjun's primordial spirit, and then, without lingering, flew into the void...

outside world……

Lu Chengjun's entire body was covered in silvery-white snake scales, and at this moment his aura had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

A surge of powerful demonic energy flowed continuously from his palm into the White Serpent Demon King's body, stabilizing her collapsing primordial spirit and preserving that last vestige of life.

As demonic energy flowed out continuously, Lu Chengjun's cultivation level rapidly declined, and his white scales naturally shrank until they disappeared completely...

His cultivation level also dropped from the late Foundation Establishment stage to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

The power that the White Snake Demon King had given him was now being returned in full, without missing a single bit.

Just then...

Within the rift valley, one after another, giant black pythons emerged, densely packed together, numbering no less than a hundred.

A swarm of pythons surrounded Lu Chengjun and the White Snake Demon King's silent bodies, their vertical pupils gleaming with a cold, eerie green light, exuding a menacing aura and harboring ill intentions.

These black pythons are all from a branch of the snake clan, and are much closer in bloodline than humans.

In their eyes, humans are nothing more than insects that naturally grow out of the White Snake's nest, and since they are all of the snake lineage, they can be considered relatives.

Lu Chengjun's gaze swept over each black snake, as if he could see the ferocious crocodiles of Crocodile Dragon Bay.

With the fall of the Demon King, his clans vied for power.

Just as when the queen bee in a beehive falls, a new queen bee will always appear.

By consuming the White Serpent Demon King's original bloodline and millennia of cultivation, one can take his place and become the new Demon King.

A ferocious black python kept flicking its forked tongue as it slowly approached, its menacing aura fully revealed.

Lu Chengjun stood still, sword in hand, neither dodging nor retreating.

The black python completely disregarded the tiny human before it and charged straight at it.

Lu Chengjun raised one hand and one finger, and the flying sword in his hand shot out, slashing straight at the python's body.

clang!

A crisp sound.

The black python's tail whip swept across, easily knocking the flying sword away.

Then it attacked again, opening its snake-like mouth, ready to swallow Lu Chengjun whole.

A stench assaulted his nostrils, but Lu Chengjun remained undeterred. With a flick of his wrist, seven pale white skulls shot into the air, hurtling straight at the black python's face.

Even with its hard scales, the black python could not defend against the illusory skeleton, which attacked the soul and could frighten all living beings.

Caught off guard, the black python was so frightened that it retreated repeatedly.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Lu Chengjun once again formed a sword incantation, and the flying sword returned in mid-air. In mid-air, it received seventy percent of its magical power, and the Ao Lie Sword burst forth with golden sword light.

A golden greatsword descended from above, slashing heavily at the giant python's vital spot.

clang!

Another crisp sound.

Even the flying swords imbued with magical power could only produce a few sparks on the black python's hard scales, failing to penetrate its defenses in the slightest.

It gathered its strength again and lunged forward.

Just then, the White Serpent Demon King, who had been lifeless and with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.