Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 464 Tianpeng's Linked Warships

In the vast and boundless heaven, the land of three islands and ten continents, the ever-changing situation is looming.

The hundreds of thousands of rebellious people under Emperor Donghua have already assembled.

The head of Wang Lingguan, the "God of Justice" in heaven, was hung high above the commander's flag.

Emperor Donghua held the Xiantian Pure Yang Sword in his hand, standing at the forefront of the anti-heaven army. Behind him, flags covered the sky, rustling as if to conceal the color of the sky.

The armors of the generals were dazzling, like a silver sea with sparkling waves.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

……

The anti-heaven army was like a torrent of steel, advancing straight towards the Nantianmen.

But looking at the anti-heaven army, their armor was shining brightly, and their dazzling brilliance reflected the scorching sun, just like silver chimes striking the sky, and the sounds were stirring, as if they wanted to break the cage of heaven and earth.

The layers of armor are shining, stacked up like a solid wall on a cliff, or like an iceberg pressing down on the ground, exuding endless majesty and a cold and murderous aura.

The magic weapons in the hands of overseas immortals all have mysterious power.

When the Chubai spear thrust out, it penetrated the fog and clouds, unstoppable. The Fangtian halberds and tiger-eye whips were lined up like a forest of hemp, chilling the air. The bronze swords and Siming shovels were lined up like dense trees, with the sword energy and shovel shadows interweaving and crisscrossing, making people feel terrified.

There is also the Immortal Binding Rope hidden in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike, and can bind immortals in an instant; the Soul-Capture Bell shakes gently, and the rippling sound waves can confuse the enemy's mind in an invisible state.

On the other side, Emperor Zhenwu was also ready to go.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu is barefoot and with his hair loose, stepping on the Teng Snake and the divine turtle, wearing golden armor and a jade belt, holding the "Demon-Slaying Sword" in his hand, with a "Soap Carved Flag" beside him.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu led a group of divine generals including the Five Thunder Gods, the Giant Lion, the Black Snake God, the Turtle God, the Five Dragon Gods, and the deputy commander Tianyou, totaling more than 130,000 heavenly soldiers and generals.

They filed out of the South Heaven Gate and headed towards the Abbot Immortal Mountain with great momentum.

Their goal is clear, which is to start a great battle with Emperor Donghua's anti-heaven army to decide the fate of the heaven.

As the two armies got closer, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be stirred up by this strong and murderous aura, becoming chaotic.

A violent wind roared in, raising a cloud of dust all over the sky, as if a group of wild beasts were wreaking havoc; the clouds were also tainted by the fighting spirit, becoming gloomy and depressing, as if they were about to bring down the wrath of thunder at any moment, opening the prelude to an even more tragic battle.

Not long after.

It is more than a million miles away from the Southern Gate of Heaven.

Emperor Donghua and Emperor Zhenwu finally met here.

On the side of Emperor Donghua, the innate pure yang energy surged like a raging wave, just like the blazing sun hanging high in the vast sky, shining so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Behind him were General Meng Hao, General Cang He, General Chen Ye, General Lian Song... the Nine Elders of Yingzhou, a group of ancient immortals, all of whom were very powerful.

They formed an innate pure yang sword formation, and the sword light was like the sun burning the sky, hot and dazzling.

The Pure Yang Sword energy was extremely hot, like the scorching sun at noon. Wherever it went, it burned mountains and boiled seas. All things were reduced to dust under its blazing flames. This was the supreme power of the Pure Yang Sword, as if it wanted to recast the heaven and earth anew!

On the side of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, it was like the primitive North Pole, a scene of solemnity and murderousness.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting my face and causing pain. The dark energy between heaven and earth surged like ink, as if to freeze everything in this world.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu stood on the Xuanwu statue, and the white carved flag covered the sky.

The mysterious icy energy of Xuanwu continuously emanated from the body of Zhenwu Emperor. Wherever it passed, the air was frozen, as if it could solidify time and space.

One side is like the blazing sun in the sky, scorching and irresistible; the other side is like the Arctic, freezing cold.

One is hot and the other is cold, two completely different and powerful forces are confronting each other between heaven and earth, ready to break out.

"Wang Lingguan..."

The gaze of Emperor Zhenwu slowly moved away from the fluttering flag of Emperor Donghua, and finally fell on the head of Wang Lingguan hanging on the flag.

A trace of sadness and regret flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Wang Lingguan is the most capable assistant beside him.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lingguan died in Fangzhang Xianshan. He was mercilessly beheaded, bloodstained on the battlefield, and not even a complete body was left. It was really heartbreaking.

Looking back in time, there was a tradition of "first courtesy and then force" in ancient wars.

now.

Emperor Donghua, as the Emperor of Heaven, is also the head of the male immortals in Heaven and has a respected status.

And he, the Great Emperor Zhenwu, is the Holy Lord of Heaven.

The status of the Emperor is higher than that of the True Lord after all.

before.

Dong Wanggong is a guest in Zixiao Palace. He is the leader of the prehistoric male immortals appointed by the Heavenly Dao, and the first generation master of the prehistoric heaven. His reputation is far-reaching, and he is on par with Zulong. Both are influential and powerful people in the prehistoric world.

And his ancestor Xuanwu was just a little brother who followed behind Zulong, waving flags and cheering for him and serving him at his beck and call.

then.

Emperor Zhenwu was the first to break the silence and said:

"Emperor Donghua, you are the incarnation of the innate Donghua Qi, and you are in charge of the list of male immortals in the ten continents and three islands. You are the leader of the world's scattered immortals, and you should shoulder the responsibility of supporting the way of heaven and maintaining the order of heaven and earth."

"Why are you gathering together today to rebel against the evil spirits and disrupt the universe?"

"Will this primitive world, which has finally calmed down, be disturbed again?"

The gaze of Emperor Donghua gently swept across the majestic Xuanwu Dharma image of Emperor Zhenwu, and then fell on the dragon, snake and turtle generals of the Xuanwu clan behind Emperor Zhenwu.

Emperor Donghua suddenly realized something and said:

"No wonder when I first saw you, I felt like you looked like an old friend. It turns out you really are an old friend."

"Zu Xuanwu, you finally escaped from the predicament."

There was a hint of emotion in Emperor Donghua's words, as if he was recalling the past.

"In the ancient times, when I discussed the Dao with Zulong, the Xuanwu clan was still under Zulong's command guarding the North Sea."

"Now that fellow Daoist has inherited the legacy of his ancestor Xuanwu and has returned, it is indeed a cause for celebration."

Emperor Zhenwu nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Emperor Donghua, the past is past and cannot be brought back."

"I am no longer Zuxuanwu, but Zhenwu."

What he meant was that you are no longer the King of the East, but the Emperor of Donghua.

You are no longer a king, but a minister.

In the past, you were the King of the East, the Lord of the Primordial Heaven, representing the will of Heaven and acting in accordance with His will.

And now, in this dispute, you are no longer the party representing the order of heaven, but have become the party challenging the order of heaven.

Emperor Donghua smiled, his eyes were like torches, he shot straight at Emperor Zhenwu, and said:

"Ancestor Xuanwu, I recall the past when you followed behind Zulong, waving flags and shouting slogans, fighting for Zulong everywhere, causing the Xuanwu clan to gradually decline."

"Now, you have made the same mistake again, serving the Jade Emperor, guarding the North Gate of Heaven and cheering him on."

"Aren't you afraid of making the wrong bet on the fate of the world again and bringing ruin to the Xuanwu clan?"

The Great Emperor Zhenwu said calmly:

"Back then, my Xuanwu clan followed the Dragon Clan to participate in the war between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, which destroyed the prehistoric world. We were indeed at fault."

The Great Emperor Zhenwu continued:

"Well, it's different now."

"Now, my Xuanwu clan is the northern spirit beast of heaven and earth."

"Guarding the heaven and earth is the job of Xuanwu."

"Over the years, I have been exorcising demons and monsters all over the lower realms. I have seen many demons indulge in lust and bring disaster to the people of the three realms."

"Although the rules of heaven are strict, they are established to protect all living beings."

“As the saying goes: Without rules, there will be no order.”

"How can private affection and desire override the three realms?"

The Great Emperor Zhenwu paused, then looked down at Wang Lingguan's head. A trace of awe flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Fairy Peony has violated the rules of heaven, and you will have to bear the consequences yourself."

"Even if it's one life for one life, Wang Lingguan is already dead."

"Emperor Donghua, how can you let the three realms be buried with her just for her personal love?"

"If I let you go against your will today, the demons will surely follow suit, using the name of 'lust' to wreak havoc on all living beings, and the Three Realms will never have peace!"

"My Xuanwu clan not only fights for the Heavenly Court, but also for this great world!"

The Great Emperor Zhenwu took a step forward, his aura suddenly increased, and the light of the Black Tortoise's Dharma Image shone brightly:

"As the leader of the male immortals, Daoist Fellow Donghua should obey the will of Heaven and maintain the order of Heaven and Earth. But now you are gathering people to rebel against Heaven and rebel. Have you forgotten the teachings of Daoist Ancestor of Zixiao Palace to 'obey the will of Heaven'?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Donghua laughed heartily, with a hint of disdain and determination in his laughter.

He stroked the Pure Yang Sword again, and the sword light became hotter and hotter, like a scorching sun in the sky.

Emperor Donghua stared at Emperor Zhenwu with a burning gaze and said loudly:

"Follow Heaven? What is Heaven?"

……

Somewhere in the void.

A twelfth-grade black lotus of the primordial spirit quietly hid in a corner of the void. Hearing the words of Emperor Donghua, he smiled and said:

"Heaven is not heaven, but air."

"God damn it!"

"There is no sky in this world!"

"I, Wu Tian, ​​am lawless!"

The petals of the Yuanshen Black Lotus are stacked layer upon layer, tightly clustered together, exuding a heart-pounding and eerie aura.

Sitting on this black lotus of the soul that exudes a strange aura, there is a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a physique as strong as a rock.

This man is in the state of primordial spirit, relying on the black lotus of primordial spirit, which is not yet solid.

At first glance, the face of the black-robed, black-haired man appears righteous and compassionate, like the "reincarnation of a living Buddha".

His long hair was like a waterfall, fluttering freely in the wind. He was wearing a well-tailored black suit. It was unknown what mysterious material the suit was made of. It was flashing with dark light under the dim light, as if it had merged into the void.

The black-robed, black-haired man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was savoring the words of Emperor Donghua, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is none other than the "Wutian Demon Ancestor", the inner demon of Tathagata Buddha that has left his body.

At this moment, Demon Ancestor Wu Tian is still in the development stage. He only has the form of his soul, and his physical body has not yet condensed.

This matter is top secret and only the close confidants of Buddha Sakyamuni know about it.

Among the Buddhas of Lingshan, the close confidants of Tathagata Buddha, the four great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism - Manjushri Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, are traveling through the three realms, hunting him down everywhere.

As the saying goes, demons, ghosts, gods and Buddhas.

In this seemingly clear-cut division of camps, if the gods and Buddhas are considered one family, then the demons and monsters are naturally one family.

Previously.

The Demon Ancestor Wutan went to the Demon Master Palace in Beijuluzhou, talked with the Demon Master Kunpeng and several great demon saints, and gained some things.

He also found some demon subordinates in Uttarakuru, such as the black-robed protector (python spirit), the nine-headed insect, etc.

Logically speaking, since Emperor Donghua's rebellion against Heaven had caused such a big commotion, the Three Realms would definitely be in turmoil, and the Buddhas of Lingshan would probably also be paying close attention.

He shouldn't have come here, so as not to expose his whereabouts and fall into danger.

But he has always been bold and knows very well that "there is always darkness under the lamp".

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Demon Ancestor Wu Tian slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked in the direction where Emperor Donghua and Emperor Zhenwu were fighting. The faint smile on his lips became more intense, and he whispered to himself:
"It's a good opportunity to see if there are any gods who can save him from the devil."

"The disputes between heaven and earth have provided me with many opportunities."

……

Emperor Donghua raised his lips slightly, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he laughed loudly:

"Zhenwu! The Heavenly Rules you mentioned are nothing more than tools used by the Jade Emperor to restrain all living beings!"

"He set up so many red tapes for the immortals out of his own selfishness. Has he ever considered the suffering of the immortals?"

"The Heavenly Court is now incompetent and the Jade Emperor is immoral. I, the Lord, will follow the wishes of all living beings and reform the old ways. How can I talk about rebellion?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhenwu’s face turned cold as ice and he said no more.

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he swept over the anti-heaven army's camp that was like a dark cloud looming over the land. The Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand was unsheathed with a clang. The sword flashed with a cold light, as if it could cut through this chaotic world.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, shaking the surrounding clouds and mist:
"Giant lions, ferocious beasts, poisonous dragons, listen..."

This giant lion and ferocious poisonous dragon were all ferocious beasts that the Great Emperor Zhenwu had gone to great lengths to subdue when he was fighting demons in the lower world.

They are similar to the "water-avoiding golden-eyed beast". They are as big as a mountain, have infinite strength, and their scales are as hard as rocks, with extremely strong defense.

However, they are not intelligent and are like ignorant children who only know how to follow orders and have no thoughts of their own.

However, this is also a benefit.

These ferocious and exotic beasts are fearless. When used in charges into battle, they are like a sharp sword unsheathed, unstoppable.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu was just about to give the order to have the giant lion and the ferocious poisonous dragon rush into the enemy camp like tigers descending from the mountains and turn the world upside down.

Just at this time.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"I am Tianpeng!"

"Kill the traitor Donghua!"

……

The clouds in the sky were changing rapidly, and the shouts and cries of killing were like rolling thunder, coming from far away and getting closer.

Marshal Tianpeng led 40,000 Tianhe navy soldiers and came like a white flood.

The warships’ flags blocked out the sun and fluttered, as if covering the sky; the masts stood in rows like a steel forest, demonstrating the powerful strength of the Tianhe navy.

The soldiers of the Tianhe Navy were wearing bright armor that gleamed coldly in the sun. They were full of momentum and seemed able to break through all obstacles.

Marshal Tianpeng, as the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole, is usually very majestic and has a high opinion of himself.

But this time the position of commander-in-chief of the three armies fell into the hands of someone else. Instead, it was taken by True Lord Yousheng, the last of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

This made Marshal Tianpeng very dissatisfied, as if a ball of anger was burning in his chest.

He was eager to make a contribution, and only wanted to come out on top in this battle, to gain the credit of being a pioneer and to show his great reputation.

In order to increase the charging capability of the Tianhe navy and stabilize the military formation, Marshal Tianpeng frowned and came up with a plan.

On the way here.

"Quick, connect the Tianhe warships into one!"

Marshal Tianpeng had already given the order, ordering his soldiers to connect more than a hundred warships bow to stern to form a "chain of warships."

For a moment, ropes were flying on the warships, and the soldiers worked together.

Soon, more than a hundred Tianhe warships were connected together, forming a seamless whole.

At this moment.

The hundreds of Tianhe warships were connected together, carrying the water of the Tianhe River, floating downstream, like thousands of horses galloping, like thousands of troops charging, sweeping in.

Wherever the warship passed, the waves surged as if to swallow everything, just like a huge savage beast, with bared fangs and claws, with endless power, wanting to crush everything in front of it into powder!

Marshal Tianpeng stood at the bow, his figure as straight as a pine tree, the nine-foot-high rake in his hand flashing with cold light, and he shouted loudly to the Great Emperor Zhenwu:

"Yousheng, look at our Tianhe navy's 'linked warships' breaking up the enemy's formation!"

"Let them know how powerful I am!"

(End of this chapter)