Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Between heaven and earth, black and white are linked together, transforming into the two energies of yin and yang.

The golden light curtain surrounding the Little Thunder Temple vanished into nothingness in an instant.

"Who goes there! How dare you trespass into my Little Thunderclap Temple! State your name now!"

Huang Mei, holding a magic staff, stood proudly atop the mountain, with a radiant light emanating from the wooden golden wheel of merit behind him.

"You bald head, let me show you that the one before you is none other than the Lingxiao Shangqing Tonglei Yuanyang Miaoyi Feixuan Zhenjun, the Jiutian Hongjiao Puji Shengling Zhang Yin Yang Gongguo Dadao Siren Ziji Xianweng Yiyang Zhenren Yuanxu Xuanying Kaihua Fumo Zhongxiao Dijun, and the Tianshang Daluo Tianxian Ziji Changsheng Shengzhi Zhaoling Tongyuan Zhengying Yuxu Zongzhang Wulei Dazhenren Xuandu Jing Wanshou Dijun! Immediately prostrate yourself and kowtow, and I will spare your life!"

The crane flapped its wings and transformed into two people. The former was dressed in a Taoist robe, with the four great luminous wheels of earth, wind, water, and fire swirling behind him, surrounded by the yin and yang energies.

The latter was somewhat plump, exuding an aura of yin and lacking any yang energy. He seemed to be a rootless person, and the words he had just spoken came from his mouth.

For a moment, the entire Little Western Paradise was completely silent.

Pigsy scratched his head, looked around, and muttered under his breath, "Wait a minute, there are only two people up there, where did everyone else go?"

Donghua shook his head helplessly, his demeanor quite speechless. It was Uncle Jiu who kindly explained on behalf of the Emperor Wanshou above that the long string of names that the personal eunuch had just recited were all the Taoist titles of that person.

"Good taste!" Pigsy nodded repeatedly. Sometimes he really wondered how these guys' brains worked. How could they come up with such long Taoist titles? Didn't they want to laugh when they read them?
"I had no idea that such a deity had appeared in the heavens." Huang Mei sneered. Lü Fang, standing behind Jiajing, glared angrily, but before he could speak, Jiajing stopped him.

"Lu Fang, don't waste your breath on this monk." The Jiajing Taoist waved his hand, and Lu Fang immediately lowered his head and shut his mouth, no longer speaking.

"Yellow-browed brat, hand over your root weapon and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will raze your little Western Paradise to the ground and smash this little thing you're carrying on your back."

"What arrogance!" Huang Mei gritted his teeth. What he hated most in his life was someone bringing up the wheel behind him: "Ancestor, I will not be able to quell my hatred until I have turned you into a zombie."

"Ah……"

With a soft snort, Jiajing swept his sleeves, and the crane's Dharma form reappeared. However, the crane's eyes were devoid of any carefree gentleness; instead, they were filled with violence, arrogance, and disdain for everything. It was already at the pinnacle of the world, showing no regard for anything else.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled across the sky, and the massive cyclone affected the entire sky. Natural disasters such as thunder, hurricanes, and torrential rain were generated in an instant, and then shattered in an instant.

Amidst the towering sea of ​​clouds, enormous wings, too large to be seen by the naked eye, spread out, blotting out the sun.

"Good crane! Plucking its feathers and boiling it into soup, the taste must be extremely delicious. Hurry up and put it into the ancestor's bag!" Huang Mei laughed loudly, flicked his sleeve, and a yellow cloth bag was in his hand. The bag opened and burst out with an irresistible suction force.

This suction force distorted the stable balance of space, almost causing the Milky Way to flow backward and be drawn into the bag.

"It's always the same old tricks."

The crane-like Jiajing Emperor let out a disdainful laugh. This wasn't the first time he had fought Huang Mei. In the Journey to the West world, Huang Mei always acted this way, throwing out his human seed bag to greet any demon, monster, or deity he encountered.

Having encountered this many times, the Jiajing Daoist had become accustomed to it.

"If that's all there is to it, then go back and keep ringing your bell!"

Jiajing let out a low cry, and a phantom character materialized on his forehead.

In an instant, the human seed bag that had been devouring the heavens and the earth lost its function and fell from the sky as if it had lost its support. However, it did not fall into Huang Mei's hands, but was instead captured by Jiajing.

"That's... the Forbidden Word Technique? How does he know it too?" Feng Lang asked, "Jiajing wasn't here just now!"
"It's the 'Bing' character secret," Donghua corrected.

"The one from Shrouding the Heavens?" Feng Lang was quite interested. That was the Nine Secrets, the Nine Secrets that were said to grant immortality if one collected them all!
“Exactly.” Donghua nodded.

Back then, when the Emperor of Longevity first entered the Main God Space, he was in his team. He noticed that the other party possessed the aura of a human dragon and was unwilling to get too entangled with him. However, the man was single-mindedly devoted to the Dao and made several requests before he finally passed on the method.

However, Jiajing's physique was poor, and his cultivation level did not increase after two or three worlds, so he had no choice but to honestly take the path of exchanging for enhancement.

Later, a member named Xiaoyao Tianzun joined the team. This person had extremely high cultivation and combat power. Even he dared not claim to be his enemy.

For some reason, this Emperor of Longevity became acquainted with the Celestial Venerable of Freedom.

This is how Jiajing entered the Daoist path, and even the carefree Celestial Venerable invited him to explore his world.

Then, something happened that is unknown, but the carefree Celestial Venerable died, and only Jiajing was able to return.

When Jiajing returned, he was no longer the ignorant and naive man he once was; his fighting skills were unmatched.

After the team disbanded, he ventured out on his own.

He rarely heard any more rumors about Jiajing. The last time he heard of him was when Jiajing sacrificed his own world, bringing out only two people, one civil and one military.

Now that they have reunited, the Imperial Guard named Lu Bing has disappeared without a trace, presumably having perished.

"Emperor Donghua, Divine Lord Xingzhi, it's been a long time." As Donghua was explaining, Jiajing had already brought Lü Fang over and stepped through the void using the Xingzi Secret Divine Power. He was carrying a human seed bag in his hand, and Huang Mei was taken into it before she could even resist.

"The amplification from the Supreme God is truly a wonderful thing. If it were before, it would have taken me quite a bit of effort to deal with this guy." Jiajing laughed heartily, peeling the root essence out of the human seed bag and tossing it into the monkey's hand.

"Why hasn't the Emperor of Longevity left?" Donghua asked.

Logically speaking, in such a dangerous world, Jiajing should have run away faster than anyone else.

"Why should I leave? With such a powerful attack on the Heavenly Court, of course I have to stay and watch the excitement," Jiajing said in a relaxed tone.

In fact, he stayed because of the God's words: "All that is gained shall be returned to oneself."

At that time, he thought that if that were the case, then perhaps he, the Emperor of Longevity, could also sit on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor.

It wasn't that he was greedy for power; ultimately, it was because of the cultivation method he practiced.

After arriving in the Main God Space and experiencing several changes, he finally chose this book, "The Undying Heavenly Art," as the foundation of his existence.

Just like when he sacrificed the world of the Ming Dynasty in 1566, he also wanted to sacrifice this world, devouring all the immortals, gods, demons and monsters in this world and turning them into his own origin.

"The Emperor is quite capricious." Donghua certainly didn't believe Jiajing's words, but he didn't care what the truth was.

All he knew was that more than half of the six roots had been gathered. Of the remaining three, besides the root of intention whose whereabouts were still unknown, there was only the "Tongue Tastes Thought" in the hands of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King and the "Body Worries" in the hands of the Bull Demon King.

"Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, Yellow Flower Temple..."

Knowing that they were going to Huanghua Temple next, Pigsy became unusually hesitant.

"Why does the Marshal look like that? Could it be that you still can't forget that spider demon?" Knowing the inside story, King Kang Jin couldn't help but tease, "This situation can fulfill the Marshal's wish."

"Alas... Two hundred years have passed since then, and I wonder how she is doing." Pigsy scratched his pig head. Although he had intended to hold back when he attacked her back then, he still managed to damage her foundation.

In the years since the Journey to the West, he has never dared to investigate the Spider Cave because there are always spies above him.

Perhaps he is dead...

He dared not think about it. He only hoped that she would stay alive, because he still had so much to say to her.

After leaving Lü Fang at Xiaoxitian to finish things up, Jiajing also embarked on a journey to collect all the root treasures with the group.

Before they even left Little Western Paradise, they saw two figures standing in the wind and snow ahead.

One person was dressed in white and carried a three-pointed double-edged sword, while the other was dressed in fiery red silk and satin, with whirlwind wheels spinning beneath his feet.

Without any introduction, everyone understood who the other person was.

Lightning surged between Kang Jinxingjun's palms as he stood on guard.

The rest of the group did not dare to be careless. They already knew how powerful Sun Wukong was. As for Yang Jian, who could defeat or even kill him, and Nezha, who was known in the martial arts world as the God of Slaughter in Heaven, no one dared to guarantee that they were stronger than them.

"Three-eyed! Third Prince! My eldest brother has treated you all well in the past, why do you insist on driving us to the brink of extinction?" Pigsy, carrying his rake, huffed and puffed as he ran to the front of the group, ready for battle.

"Fool, take a good look at what this is."

In front of everyone, Yang Jian opened his third eye.

A cloud of black mist suddenly flew out and hit the chosen one on the forehead. The chosen one felt a splitting headache and immediately squatted down, clutching his head.

Everyone was shocked to see this. The chosen one was the key to this mission. If something happened to him, the mission would be over.

The Jiajing Emperor's reaction was the most intense.

With a flick of his talisman, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly surged.

"Wait a minute." Nezha extended his right hand, revealing a conspicuous reincarnation wristwatch.

"This! This! A reincarnator!?" Pigsy was shocked. How could the Third Prince also be an outsider?

"Without this watch, how could we possibly contend with all those gods and Buddhas in the sky?" A cold glint appeared in Nezha's eyes.

The moment he obtained the God Watch from the Linglong Pagoda, he went to find Li Jing.

Unfortunately, that fellow had the Jade Emperor's decree, which blocked his Fire-Tipped Spear.

Fortunately, he had more than one magical artifact.

Despite the damage to his foundation, he slashed Li Jing 108,000 times, turning him into a skeleton.

It's a pity we couldn't kill him; we took his head and used it as a sacrifice to the flag.

"Second Brother, what about you too?" Pigsy looked at Yang Jian, who had lost his willpower and was slowly recovering his energy.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, revealing his wrist, which also wore a Reincarnation Watch: "With this, one can break free from old shackles. Marshal, do you not have one?"

"Good, good, good! You have such good stuff but don't even think of me, old Pig." Pigsy immediately turned into a lemon, huffing and puffing as he carried his rake back to the group of reincarnators, complaining, "We're allies now, you can't be biased!"

"This..." Xingzhi and Donghua looked at each other, they were also puzzled.

Suddenly, a beam of light flashed from Feng Lang's Reincarnation Watch, splitting into two. One beam landed in the hand of Kang Jin Xingjun, while the other landed in the hand of Zhu Bajie.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Feng Lang.

"I haven't asked your name yet, young man." Jiajing pushed through the crowd, grabbed Feng Lang's hand, and spoke earnestly.

It was a huge mistake. He had been acting arrogantly for too long and had even become dull-witted. How could someone who could be with Donghua and Xingzhi be an ordinary person!

The interactions between Donghua, Xingzhi, and Uncle Jiu with Feng Lang were quite peculiar.

I only knew that this young friend had a powerful background and strong connections, but I never imagined that they were this powerful.

The fact that the main god granted Zhu Bajie and Kang Jinlong reincarnation identities through his wristwatch deeply shocked them and made them feel that their worldview was shaken.

It turns out that they had all been accompanying the Crown Prince on vacation.

No wonder this kid went straight to the chosen one as soon as he arrived.

No wonder this kid is covered in treasures.

So that's how it is.

"Wow! This is indeed a good thing!" Pigsy felt the surging magical power within his body and finally understood why the Yellow-Eyebrowed brat had been defeated so decisively. With this kind of boost, he could have done it too.

"It's definitely a good thing."

Suddenly, a voice that was both strange and familiar rang out.

Bajie, who was in a good mood, suddenly froze and looked incredulously at the Heavenly Man on the ground, who had somehow returned to normal.

The chosen one slowly straightened up, put the halberd in his hand and the Blood God Set into the Reincarnation Wristwatch that also appeared on his wrist, and then raised his hand and clenched it tightly.

In an instant, dazzling streaks of light were captured from the distant horizon and transformed into a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, a chainmail golden armor, and lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes, which he then donned.

Then, a pale gold, ancient-looking staff appeared in his hand.

Sun Wukong casually twirled his staff, his previously deep eyes brightening as he looked at the crowd and grinned, "Everyone, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

"Big Brother!" Pigsy clapped his hands with delight, "Good! You wretched monkey! It really is you!"

Seeing Pigsy trying to jump on him with snot and tears streaming down his face, Sun Wukong didn't hesitate. He thrust out his staff and sent Pigsy flying two miles away. Only then did he walk up to Yang Jian and solemnly say, "It must have been hard for you, Second Brother."

"It's alright." Yang Jian shook his head and said with the same serious expression, "The deity from beyond the realm is currently confronting Laozi and the others, which has bought us a hundred years. We need to gather our forces as soon as possible and conquer the Heavenly Court."

“I’ve already informed the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. He will be arriving soon with his troops from the Flaming Mountain and five other Great Sages,” Nezha added.

"Those on earth are easy to deal with, but what about those in the sky?" Sun Wukong asked.

He made many friends in heaven, including many like-minded people like Kang Jinlong.

"Everything that can be reached is here." Nezha opened his hand, and a scroll appeared in his palm, slowly unfurling.

The scroll is colorful, with numerous portraits of immortals depicted on it.

The one with the most coloring is undoubtedly the golden six-winged cicada.

"Wukong, it's been many years since we last met. How have you been?" (End of Chapter)