I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

His chaotic aura suddenly erupted, transforming into a black barrier that stood in front of him.

The cyan wave crashed into the black barrier with a deafening roar. The wave instantly disintegrated, turning into countless cyan light spots that scattered in all directions, while the black barrier remained completely still.

The sect leader of Yixin Sect changed his expression slightly, clearly not expecting Jiang Wang to be so powerful.

He gripped the whisk tightly, and the threads on it instantly surged, transforming into countless cyan whips that lashed out at Jiang Wang.

The long whip was swirling with dense Dao power and also carried sharp spatial power. Each strike could tear through the air, making it incredibly powerful.

"A trivial skill."

Jiang Wang chuckled and with a slight movement, dodged all the long whips.

The whip struck the runes of the teleportation array, producing a "clinking" sound. The runes flashed with light, actually blocking the whip's attack.

He raised his hand and gently grasped the hand of the sect leader of the Yixin Sect. An invisible force instantly enveloped the sect leader, immobilizing him in place.

"What!" The sect leader of Yixin Sect was shocked and struggled desperately, but the invisible force was as firm as an iron clamp, and no matter how much he urged his Dao power, he could not break free.

"You... what kind of technique is this? How can it bind my body?"

"You are not worthy to know the power of chaos."

Jiang Wang spoke indifferently, his eyes cold as he looked at the sect leader of the Yixin Sect, "Today I only want to use your teleportation array, I don't want to commit any more killings."

"If you know what's good for you, then watch quietly. If you dare to obstruct me again, I won't hesitate to tear down your Yixin Sect and kill you all." The Yixin Sect Master trembled, looking at Jiang Wang's icy gaze, a deep fear rising in his heart.

He could sense that Jiang Wang's killing intent was no exaggeration, and if he dared to obstruct him again, the Yixin Sect would surely be destroyed.

He gritted his teeth and finally chose to compromise: "Fine... I won't stop you! But you must promise me that after you leave, you will not cause any more trouble for my Yixin Sect!"

"can."

Jiang Wang nodded and released the power that had been binding the sect leader of the Yixin Sect.

The sect leader staggered back several steps, panting heavily, his eyes filled with resentment and fear.

His disciples behind him were also pale-faced and dared not step forward—even the sect leader was no match for Jiang Wang, and they would only be throwing their lives away if they went up.

Jiang Wang turned around and looked at the Fifth Elder: "What are you still standing there for? Activate the teleportation array."

The Fifth Elder nodded hurriedly, not daring to hesitate for a moment, and began to perform the hand seals again.

The aura of the teleportation array grew increasingly intense, the runes rotated faster and faster, and the spatial power reached its peak.

Jiang Wang stood in the center of the teleportation array, his body enveloped in a pale blue halo, and his figure began to gradually become blurred.

Just as Jiang Wang was about to disappear, he suddenly turned to look at the sect leader of Yixin Sect, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips: "By the way, let me remind you, the Journey to the West calamity will soon arrive, and Yixin Realm may not be able to escape unscathed."

If you don't want to get involved, find a place to hide as soon as possible, or... seek refuge with a powerful patron.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wang's figure completely disappeared from the teleportation array, leaving only a faint trace of chaotic energy.

The glow of the teleportation array gradually faded, the runes stopped rotating, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

The sect leader of the Yixin Sect stood there, his expression shifting between light and dark, muttering to himself, "The Journey to the West Catastrophe... What does he mean by that?"

A sense of unease rose in his heart. Jiang Wang was a demon king of the three realms, and his warning was by no means unfounded.

The Fifth Elder walked up to the Sect Master and said cautiously, "Sect Master, Jiang Wang has already left."

Do you think what he said about the catastrophe in Journey to the West might be true?

The sect leader took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression, "It's hard to say."

But someone like Jiang Wang would never say such a thing without a reason.

"Pass down the order: close the sect, tally the casualties, reinforce the mountain's protective array, and send people to investigate the movements of the Journey to the West world. We must find out exactly what this Journey to the West calamity is!"

"Yes!"

The Fifth Elder nodded quickly and turned to go down to make arrangements.

Meanwhile, Jiang Wang had already passed through the spatial passage and arrived at the outskirts of Chang'an City in the Southern Continent.

The moment they landed, a strong sense of everyday life washed over them, a stark contrast to the coldness of the One Heart Realm.

The outline of Chang'an City was clearly visible in the distance, with its towering city walls, blue bricks and gray tiles, and bustling traffic, presenting a prosperous scene.

A faint scent of incense lingered in the air, clearly left by the city's residents in their worship of the gods.

Jiang Wang raised his hand and waved it, instantly concealing his aura and reverting to his appearance as Tu Xiaonai. He didn't want to reveal his identity yet, and acting as Tu Xiaonai's child was more convenient.

He dusted himself off and headed towards Chang'an.

As soon as I reached the city gate, I saw two soldiers guarding the city, holding long spears, checking the people entering and leaving the city.

The soldier's cultivation level was not high, only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and in Jiang Wang's eyes, he was no different from an ant.

He walked straight up, and the soldiers, seeing that he was just a harmless-looking child, did not stop him much and waved him into the city.

Upon entering Chang'an, the scene before us became increasingly prosperous.

Shops lined both sides of the street, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air.

There were vendors selling candied hawthorns, peddlers walking through the streets and alleys, high-ranking officials riding by on horseback, and monks carrying scriptures.

Jiang Wang looked around with great interest, a faint smile on his lips—this everyday life was much more interesting than the scheming and intrigue of the Three Realms.

He was wandering aimlessly down the street when his gaze was suddenly drawn to a temple on a street corner.

The temple is named "Hongfu Temple". It is very popular and the entrance is crowded with people who come to offer incense and pray for blessings.

The temple's plaque is engraved with large gilded characters, exuding an aura of solemnity and sanctity.

A hint of amusement flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes as he strode toward Hongfu Temple—he wanted to see how this earthly temple differed from the temples of Mount Ling.

As soon as I arrived at the temple gate, I saw a young monk in a gray robe sweeping fallen leaves at the entrance.

The young monk looked to be only about ten years old, with delicate features and pure eyes. Upon seeing Jiang Wang, he stopped what he was doing, put his hands together, and respectfully said, "Young benefactor, Amitabha."

Are you here to offer incense and pray for blessings?

Jiang Wang tilted his head, mimicking the little monk, put his hands together in prayer, and said innocently, "Little monk, I'm here to find someone."

Do you know where the Tang Sanzang Master is?

He deliberately mentioned Tang Sanzang's name to see the young monk's reaction.

Upon hearing this, the young monk's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, then he shook his head: "Master Tang Sanzang? This humble monk has never heard of this name."

Our abbot of Hongfu Temple is Master Xuanchen. If you wish to pray for blessings, I can take you to see the abbot.

Jiang Wang understood immediately—it seemed that Tang Sanzang had not yet left Chang'an, or rather, that Hongfu Temple had no connection with Tang Sanzang.

He smiled and said, "No need, I was just asking casually."

"Little monk, do you have anything good to eat at your temple? I'm hungry."

He deliberately acted like a child, speaking in an innocent and carefree tone.

The young monk smiled and said, "Yes, the temple offers vegetarian meals. If you don't mind, please come with me." With that, he led Jiang Wang into the temple.

Ancient trees tower within the temple grounds, incense smoke wafts through the air, and the main hall houses a statue of Shakyamuni Buddha, solemn and dignified, with incense burning continuously.

Inside the hall, many monks were chanting sutras. The chanting was deep and resonant, exuding a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

Jiang Wang glanced at the monks in the hall and found that the highest cultivation level among them was only the early stage of Golden Core, and most of them were at the Foundation Establishment stage. He nodded to himself inwardly—the monks in the mortal world really do focus on self-cultivation, and cultivation level is secondary.

The young monk led Jiang Wang to the dining hall in the backyard and brought him a bowl of vegetarian noodles and several side dishes.

The vegetarian noodles are fragrant and chewy, and the side dishes are refreshing and delicious.

Jiang Wang didn't stand on ceremony and picked up his chopsticks to eat heartily.

He hadn't eaten human food in a long time, and found it quite delicious.

Just as Jiang Wang was enjoying his meal, a monk dressed in a red robe walked in.

The monk had a ruddy complexion and sharp eyes, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, clearly indicating that he was a high-ranking monk in the temple.

He saw Jiang Wang, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He then walked to the little monk's side and asked in a low voice, "Liao Chen, who is this young benefactor? Why is he here?"

The young monk quickly stood up and said respectfully, "Uncle-Master, this young benefactor is looking for someone. He said he wants to find Master Tang Sanzang. I have never heard of him. Seeing that the young benefactor was hungry, I brought him here to eat vegetarian food."

The red-robed monk nodded, his gaze falling on Jiang Wang. He clasped his hands together and said, "Young benefactor, Amitabha."

The old monk Xuanzhi is the abbot of Hongfu Temple.

"May I ask who this eminent monk, Master Tang Sanzang, is that you speak of, young benefactor? I have never encountered such a figure in Buddhist scriptures."

Jiang Wang put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said with feigned confusion, "Huh? Haven't you all heard of Master Tang Sanzang? He was a very powerful monk who was going to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures."

He deliberately revealed the story of Tang Sanzang's journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, wanting to see Xuanzhi's reaction.

Upon hearing this, Xuanzhi's expression changed slightly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Journey to the West to obtain scriptures? Is this true, young benefactor? The Western Paradise is a sacred place, and only virtuous monks can go there to obtain scriptures."

This old monk has never heard of any eminent monk going to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

He paused, then asked, "Young benefactor, where did you hear about Master Tang Sanzang?"

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "I just heard it from someone else, but I forgot exactly where I heard it."

He deliberately gave vague answers and refused to say more.

A hint of doubt flashed in Xuanzhi's eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions. He simply said, "In that case, young benefactor, please enjoy your meal."

If you, young benefactor, have nowhere to go, you may stay at the temple for a few days until you find the person you are looking for, and then you may leave.

"Really? That's great!"

Jiang Wang feigned excitement and said, "Thank you, Master Xuanzhi!"

He was planning to stay in Chang'an for a few days to find out about Tang Sanzang, and Hongfu Temple was a good place to stay.

Xuanzhi nodded, gave the young monk a few more instructions, and then turned and left the dining hall.

He went to the main hall, found the abbot Master Xuanchen, and whispered about Jiang Wang's situation.

Master Xuanchen was dressed in a yellow monk's robe. His face was old and his eyes were cloudy, yet he exuded an unfathomable aura. His cultivation had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

"Journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures? Tang Sanzang?"

Master Xuanchen pondered for a moment, then said with a solemn expression, "This matter is by no means accidental."

Recently, I observed the celestial phenomena at night and saw a Buddha's light flashing in the west, but it was also mixed with a trace of demonic and evil energy, which clearly indicated that something big was about to happen.

This young benefactor's origins are unknown, yet he knows about the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures; he is certainly no ordinary child.

Send someone to keep a close eye on him, but don't act rashly. See what his true purpose is.

"Yes, Master Host."

Xuanzhi nodded and turned to go down to make arrangements.

Meanwhile, Jiang Wang, inside the dining hall, had already seen through Xuanzhi's thoughts.

A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips as he thought to himself, "Trying to keep an eye on me? Fine, I can use your spies to find Tang Sanzang's whereabouts."

He picked up his chopsticks and continued eating his vegetarian noodles, his expression indifferent, as if he knew nothing.

After eating vegetarian noodles, the young monk Liaochen led Jiang Wang to a guest room.

The guest room was simple but clean, furnished with a bed, a table and two chairs.

"Young benefactor, you may stay here."

If you need anything, please feel free to call me.

Liao Chen said respectfully.

"Thank you, little monk."

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "By the way, little monk, do you know which is the largest temple in Chang'an?"

He thought that if Tang Sanzang were in Chang'an, he would most likely be in the largest temple.

Liao Chen thought for a moment and said, "The largest temple in Chang'an is the Great Ci'en Temple, which is on the other side of the city."

The Great Ci'en Temple is the most popular temple, with the most eminent monks. It's said that even His Majesty the current emperor frequently visits to offer incense.

"Da Ci'en Temple?"

A look of understanding flashed in Jiang Wang's eyes. "I understand. Thank you."

He had already made up his mind; he would go to the Great Ci'en Temple the next day, hoping to find traces of Tang Sanzang.

Liao Chen smiled and then turned and left the guest room.

Inside the guest room, Jiang Wang sat in a chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the table, his eyes gazing indifferently out the window.

Outside the window, the sun shines brightly, incense smoke curls, and people come and go to pray for blessings, creating a peaceful scene.

But Jiang Wang knew that beneath this peaceful facade lay countless undercurrents—the journey to the West was about to begin, and all the major powers in the Three Realms were secretly plotting their moves. Mount Ling, the Heavenly Court, the Underworld, the Demon Clan, and even those ancient forces hidden in the shadows would all be drawn into this catastrophe.

"Tang Sanzang... Jin Chanzi's Buddha-nature..."

Jiang Wang's lips curled into a cold smile. "This time, I will not fail."

"Once I seize complete Buddhahood, and merge it with the chaotic power, demonic power, and Dao power within me, even the Buddha himself might not be able to do anything to me!"

Just then, he felt a faint force of surveillance falling on him.

Jiang Wang's eyes turned cold. He flicked his fingertips lightly towards the window, and a wisp of invisible chaotic energy flew out, instantly striking the spy hidden in the shadows.

Outside the window, a monk in a gray robe groaned, coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered back several steps, and looked on in terror.

He was the monk Xuanzhi had sent to keep an eye on Jiang Wang. His cultivation was only at the late Foundation Establishment stage, and he was severely injured by Jiang Wang's attack. (End of Chapter)