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

Chapter 465 Weak Water Spirit
"Chain chain!"

Marshal Tianpeng waved his arm, and more than a hundred Tianhe warships moved in response. Iron chains linked the warships tightly together, forming a powerful "Tianhe chain of warships".

"Yousheng, look at the power of our Tianhe navy!"

Marshal Tianpeng challenged the Great Emperor Zhenwu to a battle.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

……

The forty thousand streams of Heavenly River water were as powerful as a rainbow. They merged into one, and with the mighty power of heaven, they went downstream and rushed towards the anti-heaven army led by Emperor Donghua in an unstoppable manner.

The flood is so powerful that it is difficult to stop the flow of water.

Once you set out, it's like an arrow on a bow string that has to be shot and you have to move forward courageously.

At this time, the Tianhe navy was like an arrow shot from a bow, with no way back.

"Tianpeng, this..."

The Great Emperor Zhenwu stood in the clouds and witnessed this scene. Although he had a hint of hesitation and worry in his heart, the battle situation had come to this point and the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu had no choice but to change his military order:

"Tianhe navy, listen up! Act as the vanguard and charge with all your might. Make sure to break up the enemy's formation!"

"Remember, don't rush into anything and stop when you see success."

When Marshal Tianpeng heard the order, a gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, as if he had foreseen his victory and the glorious moment of fame throughout the three realms.

He laughed and said:

"Understand your order, Saint You! I will be the first to achieve merit in this battle. When I return victorious, I will surely spread my name throughout the three realms!"

"Let all sentient beings in the three realms know my name, Tianpeng!"

After saying this, Marshal Tianpeng gripped the nine-foot-high rake tightly with both hands and swung it violently. The rake brought up a gust of fierce wind, which swept up the sky and made the flags all around flutter.

Marshal Tianpeng raised his arms and shouted loudly, his voice like a bell:
"All troops, speed up and let the anti-Heaven army see the true power of our Tianhe navy!"

"Today, let them know why it is so difficult to defy the majesty of heaven!"

The water of the Milky Way comes from the sky, vast and mighty, rushing endlessly, like a giant silver dragon winding down.

Forty thousand Tianhe navy troops and more than a hundred Tianhe warships were connected together as one, carrying the water of the Tianhe River downstream.

The momentum was like an overwhelming tidal wave, crushing everything in its path, unstoppable!
"My God!"

"This...what kind of a scene is this!"

It was the first time for Ao Bing, the naval commander of the anti-Heaven army, to see such a large-scale and majestic "linked warships".

Ao Bing stood on the warship and witnessed the Tianhe navy rushing towards him like a tiger out of a cage, unstoppable. He was horrified and his face turned pale as paper in an instant. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and soaked his clothes.

"Navy, go ahead and stop them!"

He waved his flag hastily, ordering his navy to rush forward, trying to build a line of defense with his flesh and blood to block the torrential attack.

Although those naval soldiers were afraid, they had to bite the bullet, grit their teeth, and drive their warships towards the Tianhe navy as military orders were heavy as a mountain.

However, as soon as the two sides clashed, the anti-heaven army's navy was like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, fragile and vulnerable to any attack.

The 40,000 Tianhe navy soldiers, united as one, were like a gigantic war hammer, bringing with them a force as powerful as thunder, and instantly tore the anti-heavenly army's naval defense line to pieces.

The warships were shattered by the violent collision, wood chips flew everywhere, and the soldiers fell into the water or were shot down from the clouds like kites with broken strings.

"what!"

"It's so painful! Help!"

"The heavens want to kill me, and the earth wants to destroy me!"

……

The sound of warships breaking, the soldiers' cries for help, and the tragic wails were intertwined together, one after another, and never stopped.

The anti-heaven army's camp was in chaos in an instant. The soldiers ran around like headless flies. Their morale was extremely low, like a pile of loose sand, and it was difficult to unite into effective fighting power.

Among the anti-heaven army, some immortal leaders saw this scene and looked at each other, their eyes full of fear and confusion.

They looked at the Tianhe navy that was like a torrent of steel, feeling terrified and unable to help but mutter to themselves:
"What should we do now?"

"The Tianhe navy is so fierce, how can we resist it?"

"How could this chain of warships have such great power?"

……

At this moment.

In the camp of Emperor Donghua, there is a man hidden deep in the shadows of the formation. He wears a feather fan and a scarf, and his temperament is outstanding.

This person is Dongfang Shuo under the command of Emperor Donghua.

Dongfang Shuo was praised in Journey to the West as:

"He wears a Taoist robe that shimmers with clouds, and a silk belt tied around his waist that gleams with scattered light. He wears a silk scarf on his head that is covered with stars, and he wears straw sandals on his feet to travel through the immortal mountains."

Dongfang Shuo was a wise and resourceful general who was proficient in Qimen Dunjia and illusion. He was good at planning and winning battles thousands of miles away. He could be regarded as a military strategist.

Once upon a time, during the Han Dynasty, Dongfang Shuo came down to earth to assist Emperor Wu of Han in achieving his great cause.

It can be said that:
"While chatting and laughing, brilliant ideas and plans come out."

At this moment, above the clouds, the battle between immortals and demons is raging, filled with murderous intent, as if to tear the world apart.

"The wind rises in Xun, the water condenses in Kan, the clouds follow the dragon, and the mist takes shape!"

Dongfang Shuo was hidden in the shadows of the formation, his hands fluttering like butterflies, forming seals quickly and muttering to himself.

The Tao rhythm was flowing around his body, and he was performing the mysterious art of Qimen Dunjia, instantly creating illusions all over the sky.

I saw clouds and mist all around surging up like raging waves, layer upon layer, with numerous illusions, as if thousands of troops were galloping and roaring in it, and demons and monsters were baring their fangs and dancing.

The Tianhe navy's vision was severely disrupted by the thick fog and illusions. For a moment, they could not distinguish between reality and illusion. They felt as if they were in a chaotic fog. There were crises all around, but they didn't know how to deal with it. They were at a loss and their formation became increasingly confused.

However, although this strategy was clever, it could only temporarily alleviate the Tianhe navy's thunderous offensive.

After all, Marshal Tianpeng is no ordinary person.

Marshal Tianpeng looked around with his eyes as sharp as torches, muttering to himself:

"The Big Dipper shines purple. The Sky-Piercing Qi controls the enemy's forces and destroys the enemy!"

After saying this, Marshal Tianpeng quickly pinched the Seven Star Pattern with his right hand, and held up the Big Dipper map steadily with his left hand. His fingertips moved nimbly, leading the light track of the Big Dipper to penetrate through layers of clouds.

In an instant, a spoon-shaped star array suddenly appeared in the sky. The starlight was so bright that it poured down like the Milky Way, illuminating the chaotic battlefield.

Marshal Tianpeng drew the light of the Big Dipper, like a bright lamp illuminating the fog, and instantly saw through Dongfang Shuo's illusion technique.

Marshal Tianpeng sneered, waved the nine-foot nail rake in his hand, brought up a gust of sharp wind, and shouted:
"My fellow soldiers, follow me to break through the fog and attack the center of Gai!"

At this time, the Tianhe navy was like a tiger descending from the mountain, rushing towards the anti-Tian army with overwhelming force.

"Linked warships..."

When Dongfang Shuo saw this scene, he frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and had a plan in mind.

At this moment.

Dongfang Shuo, wearing a feather fan and a royal turban, looks heroic and majestic. Looking at the linked warships on the water of the Milky Way, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile, as if he has already grasped victory.

He gently waved the feather fan in his hand and laughed loudly to the leaders of the anti-sky army:

"The enemy is numerous and we are few, and the enemy is powerful, so it is difficult to fight a long-term battle."

"However, the Tianhe navy ships are closely connected, and although they move steadily, they also lose the flexibility."

"This is a God-given opportunity. We can use the fire attack strategy to burn them away!"

"Discipline him, and in a snap of the fingers, the masts and oars will be reduced to ashes!"

After saying this, Dongfang Shuo looked at Emperor Donghua and said respectfully:

"I would like to borrow your Majesty's Pure Yang Sword Qi."

"allow."

Emperor Donghua nodded slightly and slowly unsheathed the Pure Yang Sword in his hand.

A few strands of pure Yang sword energy moved like spirit snakes and instantly condensed into a pure Yang flaming sword, which fell into Dongfang Shuo's hands.

Subsequently.

Dongfang Shuo offered the "Xunfeng Gourd", which contained the east wind from the east.

The three islands of Penglai Island, Fangzhang Mountain and Yingzhou Island are located to the east of the East China Sea and can be regarded as the easternmost place in the world.

The Emperor Donghua and his name Dongfang Shuo are enough to illustrate this point. There are three winds in the world: the east, south, west and north.

However, the east wind in the world is headed by his three islands.

Why did Dongfang Shuo need to borrow the east wind from heaven?
Dongfeng, I always listen to him!

Dongfang Shuo wore a silk scarf on his head, held a feather fan in his right hand, and tightly grasped the Pure Yang Flame Sword in his left hand, with an arrogant look on his face.

He waved his feather fan with his right hand and muttered:

"Pure Yang Flame, burn!"

"Cremate three thousand crows!"

Suddenly, the Pure Yang Flame Sword shone brightly, and flames shot up into the sky.

The pure Yang sword energy burned wildly, like a scorching sun descending to the earth.

Then, he opened the "Xunfeng Gourd", waved the feather fan again, commanded the east wind of the three realms, and shouted loudly:

"The east wind is coming, the east wind, break!"

A strong east wind gushed out from the gourd mouth, like a roaring dragon, carrying pure yang flames, sweeping towards the chain of warships of the Tianhe navy.

In an instant.

"Hoo, ho, ho!"

"Hoo, ho, ho!"

……

Then there was the east wind coming from the East China Sea, with strong winds blowing suddenly and the whistling sound like thousands of horses galloping.

Wind helps fire, and fire takes advantage of wind.

With the help of the east wind, the pure yang flames grew increasingly violently and rushed towards the Tianhe navy.

These more than a hundred Tianhe warships are tightly connected by iron chains. Although they combine the strength of 40,000 Tianhe navy into one, with great momentum, like a moving steel fortress, powerful and unparalleled, they have also lost their flexibility. They are like a giant beast with its limbs bound, and can only watch the disaster come.

The sword energy was as hot as the sun at noon, and its light was brilliant. Wherever it went, mountains and rivers were burned, rivers and seas were boiled, and all things were reduced to ashes under this blazing sword energy. This was the supreme power of the Pure Yang Sword!
The flame would ignite whatever it came into contact with, and with the help of the east wind, it would instantly spread across the Tianhe warship.

The flames turned into three thousand fire crows.

The three thousand fire crows had different shapes, some spread their wings and flew high, some swooped down, and constantly spewed flames from their mouths.

Three thousand fire crows ran around on the Tianhe warship. Wherever they went, the deck of the warship was burned black and made crackling sounds.

The mast collapsed in flames and hit the deck, splashing sparks.

The Tianhe navy wanted to separate, but the warships had already been tied together tightly with iron chains. How could they separate?

When Marshal Tianpeng saw this, his face suddenly changed and he was shocked.

He knew very well that if the fire was not put out in time, the 40,000 Tianhe navy would be buried in the sea of ​​fire, and all their years of hard work would be destroyed.

"Don't panic, don't get confused, just put out the fire!"

"Just put out the fire!"

Marshal Tianpeng shouted loudly, but his voice seemed so powerless amid the shouts and the sounds of flames. He tried to organize the soldiers to put out the fire, but the fire, fueled by the east wind, burned more and more fiercely and could not be put out at all.

The water used to put out the fire was evaporated into water vapor by the high temperature before it even got close to the flame.

"A feather cannot float, a bird cannot fly; three thousand rivers of water can turn into my armor!"

In a hurry, Marshal Tianpeng hurriedly took out the "Tianpeng Seal" from his arms.

Marshal Tianpeng muttered something and quickly formed seals with his hands, trying to dispatch the weak water of the Tianhe River to put out the fire.

This is a sea of ​​fire. If we want to put it out, I'm afraid all the three thousand weak waters of the Milky Way will be needed.

Using three thousand weak waters to fight against the three thousand fire crows transformed from the pure yang flames, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Seeing this, the general Jiu Tian Sha Tong beside him became very anxious. He quickly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and clasped his hands to persuade him:
"Marshal, you absolutely cannot do that!"

"Water naturally flows according to the situation and rushes to the lower places. Weak water is even more so. It is agile but difficult to tame."

"Once the Tianhe Weak Water flows out of the Tianhe Water Gate, it will be like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins and will be difficult to control."

"Weak water will spread quickly and form an unstoppable flood."

"Weak Water can transform into thousands of waters. Wherever it reaches, a vast ocean will be created. It will surely submerge the areas along its path and form a monstrous flood in the lower realms. Countless lives will be lost, and the three realms will surely fall into chaos!"

"At that time, Marshal, you will be blamed and severely punished by the Heavenly Court. I hope you will think twice!"

"This……"

When Marshal Tianpeng heard this, he felt a little hesitant.

But when Marshal Tianpeng saw the raging fire and the soldiers struggling in the sea of ​​fire, he immediately became furious.

“It’s so bitter!”

“What a big fire!”

"Going to be burned to death!"

The Tianhe soldiers struggling in the sea of ​​fire, their painful faces and desperate cries were like sharp blades, piercing his heart.

Marshal Tianpeng opened his eyes wide, kicked General Jiutian Shatong away, and shouted loudly:

"The weak water has reached the lower world, and I will go and tame the water!"

"Are we going to watch these 40,000 soldiers perish in the sea of ​​fire?"

"They have been with me through thick and thin. How can I abandon them?"

"At this critical moment of life and death, if I only care about the unknown consequences and ignore the lives of my soldiers, how can I have the face to lead the Tianhe Navy!"

"If there are any consequences, I will shoulder them all!"

After saying that, Marshal Tianpeng resolutely sacrificed the Tianpeng Seal.

“Tian Peng Tian Peng, Jiu Xuan Sha Tong.”

"Tian Peng's command, Ruoshui obeys!"

Tianpeng was muttering to himself.

A silver light flashed, and the gate of the Milky Way slowly opened.

The heavy gate, like a barrier connecting the Milky Way and the human world, was ruthlessly opened at this moment.

The weak water of the Tianhe River was so powerful that once it came out of the sluice gate, it was like the Milky Way bursting its banks, flowing downstream from the thirty-three heavens, obeying the call of the "Tianpeng Seal", and heading straight towards the Pure Yang Flame with an overwhelming force.

The fire of three thousand fire crows encountered three thousand weak waters, and the fire was blocked for a moment.

The originally arrogant flame gradually became weaker under the impact of the weak water. The battle situation improved slightly, and the soldiers of the Tianhe Navy saw this scene, their morale was greatly boosted, and they all raised their arms and shouted.

"call……"

Marshal Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the surging water and the gradually weakening fire.

Ruoshui was originally the river water existing in the Tianhe River. It was the incarnation of the Tianhe River water. After billions of years of sedimentation, Ruoshui gradually acquired life and emotional consciousness.

The environment in Tianhe is cold and lonely. There is nothing but endless darkness and deathly silence all around. She has endured the torment of loneliness for a long time and has actually cultivated herself into a human form over the long years.

This is the "Spirit of Weak Water".

As the saying goes: "Tenderness is like water."

There are three thousand rivers of water, but I only take a sip.

Ruoshui is not only weak water, but also the embodiment of "love".

The spirit of Ruoshui was transformed from Ruoshui in the Tianhe River. He was originally a passionate person, but Ruoshui was imprisoned in the Tianhe River by the Heavenly Court for billions of years.

Over time, the love in the heart of the Weak Water Spirit has long been entangled with endless loneliness and solitude.

At this moment.

The Weak Water Spirit transformed into a woman with a graceful figure and purple clothes and long hair, surrounded by light blue mist.

She has a beautiful face and eyebrows like distant black ink, like an elegant ink painting; her eyes are as bright as stars, hiding endless tenderness and sorrow; her skin is whiter than snow, and against the backdrop of light blue mist, it looks even more crystal clear.

The spirit of weak water has a beautiful and heroic temperament, and exudes a gentle yet cool aura.

It is truly "gentle as water, yet cold as ice".

The spirit of Ruoshui is naturally made of water, and is a very moist woman.

She moved lightly with her lotus steps and floated to the side of Marshal Tian Peng. Her beautiful eyes turned and she looked at Marshal Tian Peng and said:

"Tian Peng, after this battle, will I return to Tianhe?"

(End of this chapter)