Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

The two rewards, Blazing Flame Array and Heavenly Manifestation, floated silently in the system space, one red and one gold, their two beams of light reflecting each other.

He first took the Flame Array.

One of the Ten Ancient Formations, it has been restored to its complete state after system repair.

As the array unfolded, crimson runes flowed like lava, concealing the power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas. Yun Zhao swept his divine sense across the array and knew that if this array were activated at full power, the surrounding area of ​​ten thousand miles would turn into a domain of fire, the flames never ceasing, and even Taiyi would find it difficult to escape the calamity of being reduced to ashes upon entering the array.

Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be in a sorry state once inside the formation. To break the formation, one would either have to forcibly destroy the formation's core with the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint, or find a magic weapon that could counter the formation.

"A good formation."

Yun Zhao nodded slightly. This was an extremely dangerous formation from the time of the Investiture of the Gods. Even the Twelve Golden Immortals, who were as powerful as they were, would have a headache when faced with such a formation.

Now that it's in his hands, it seems he wants to use the pilgrimage team to make a name for himself.

Yun Zhao smiled, but did not rush to set up the formation or practice.

Although White Tiger Ridge is remote, it is still on the westward journey, and any commotion could alert nearby demon kings or the Heavenly Court and Buddhist sects. Although he has now advanced to the Golden Immortal realm, he is unwilling to reveal himself too early.

As for its ability to mimic the laws of heaven and earth, it is even more extraordinary.

This supernatural power originated from the body-refining methods of the ancient witch clan.

Nowadays, there are very few people in the Three Realms who have mastered this supernatural power; they are nothing more than well-known figures like Yang Jian, the Bull Demon King.

And the one who made this supernatural power shine was none other than the monkey.

When he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, he opened the gates of Heaven and Earth, and with his golden cudgel, the world lost its color.

"With this supernatural power, I can finally put up a fight with the monkey."

Yun Zhao was very satisfied. With a thought, a wisp of his divine consciousness entered the golden light.

In an instant, countless profound runes poured into his limbs and bones like a galaxy. He felt his blood boiling and his bones cracking, as if a giant's bloodline was awakening within him, roaring to the sky.

"The law of heaven and earth... truly domineering."

Although he wanted to directly use the Heavenly Manifestation Technique to test its power, White Tiger Ridge was not a suitable place to test it.

After a moment's thought, Yun Zhao's feet emitted a burst of blue light, and he transformed into a streak of light, heading straight north.

The Golden Immortal can travel swiftly, covering a thousand miles in an instant.

He traveled north, piercing through clouds and mist, with mountains and rivers rushing past beneath his feet like a scroll painting.

Even so, it took him more than a month to fly to reach that mysterious place that had never appeared in the original work—Beiju Luzhou.

Although it is ranked among the four major continents along with Xiniuhezhou, Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Nanzhanbuzhou, it is the most desolate and dangerous continent.

This place is covered in ice and snow all year round, with fierce winds, spewing fire from the ground, and permeated with poisonous miasma.

Humans are almost extinct, mortals can hardly survive, and cultivators rarely venture here. Only the demon race reigns supreme, each one inherently cruel, fond of eating living beings, and bloodthirsty. It is said that there are countless demon kings and Taiyi scattered throughout this continent, making it difficult even for the Heavenly Court's forces to penetrate.

Yun Zhao's escape light landed on the southern edge of Beiju Luzhou, on a boundless ice plain.

The extreme north is bitterly cold, with icy winds whipping up ice shards that scrape against the face like blades. Even ordinary celestial beings would need to circulate their magical powers to protect themselves here. Yun Zhao, however, only felt cool and refreshed; as a Golden Immortal, he could ignore such extreme cold.

He stepped onto the icy plain and swept his divine sense across the area. Within a radius of 100,000 miles, demonic energy surged into the sky, and dozens of powerful auras were faintly hidden in the snow-capped mountains and icy valleys.

As soon as they landed, a dozen or so demonic gusts of wind swept in from all directions.

"Huh? There's a living presence here!"

"Heh heh, it's been so many years since I've tasted flesh and blood!"

"This person came alone; he must be a fat sheep delivered right to our doorstep!"

Beneath the icy plain, the snow layer shattered, and a dozen enormous monsters burst forth. Leading them was a white-furred giant bear, a hundred feet tall, with peak Celestial Immortal cultivation; its body emanated icy spears that hovered beside it. The other monsters—wolves, snow eagles, and ice dragons—were all mid-to-late Earth Immortals, their eyes gleaming with greedy ferocity.

They had already surrounded Yun Zhao in the center, grinning maliciously.

"You're unlucky to have come here. Don't worry, we'll be gentle with you."

Yun Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe motionless, and glanced at them indifferently.

"Ants."

The single word, though not loud, resounded like thunder in the minds of all the demons.

The white-haired giant bear was furious. It roared and slammed its paws on the ground. A rain of ice spears poured down from the sky, shooting straight at Yun Zhao!

The other monsters also attacked at the same time, unleashing their demonic powers with wolf claws, eagle beaks, and dragon tails, freezing everything in their path.

Yun Zhao simply hummed softly.

With a slight tremor of his magical power, the void within a hundred miles rippled like water, and all the attacks instantly collapsed, turning into flying ice shards.

He raised his hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

"die."

The dozen or so demons felt an irresistible force crushing them from all directions. Their bones shattered, their flesh flew out, and their souls were crushed by the Golden Immortal's pressure before they could escape.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen earth immortals and demons vanished into thin air, without even a scream.

The ice field returned to calm, with only the howling wind and snow remaining.

Yun Zhao withdrew his hand, his expression indifferent.

When a Golden Immortal is enraged, even a Celestial Immortal is as worthless as grass.

Killing these minor demons was just a side effect.

He landed atop a towering ice peak, set up an isolation array around himself, and released his divine sense to ensure that no living creature could spy on him within a thousand miles before he truly began practicing the Law of Heaven and Earth.

A thought crossed my mind.

boom!

The ice peak beneath Yun Zhao's feet shattered instantly, and his figure soared higher and higher—ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang…

In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a towering golden immortal!

A towering golden body, its black robes cascading like the night sky, the hem of which obscured half of the icy plain. Its feet shattered two icebergs, its head soaring into the clouds, its eyebrows and eyes like the sun and moon suspended in the air, its breath stirring up a hurricane that stretched for miles, its exhale forming clouds, its inhale splitting the earth.

At this moment, Yun Zhao was no longer in human form, but an ancient giant spirit, towering like a mountain, with a majestic aura that seemed to want to split the heavens and the earth!

He looked down at the earth; the ice field was like a blank sheet of paper, the river like a thin line, and the distant snow-capped mountains like snow piled up by a child.

A single finger gently taps down.

Boom!

The ice layer within a radius of a thousand miles shattered, creating a giant crater tens of thousands of feet deep. The magma beneath the ground surged and was instantly frozen into reddish-black crystals.

With a light wave of his hand.

The blizzard suddenly stopped, then, as if driven by an invisible giant hand, it transformed into a tornado that stretched for thousands of miles, shooting straight into the sky, tearing through the clouds, and revealing the dark void.

Yun Zhao's mind stirred again, and his body suddenly shrank.

The ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma form transformed into a thousand-foot, a hundred-foot, ten-foot...

Until the original state is restored.

But this is not the end.

He smiled slightly, and his figure continued to change—this time, he didn't grow bigger, but smaller.

Ten zhang becomes sixteen zhang, sixteen zhang becomes three chi, three chi becomes a foot or an inch or a speck of dust!

In the end, he turned into a speck of dust, suspended in the wind and snow, remaining motionless despite the howling wind.

To the naked eye, it is impossible to detect that a golden immortal is hidden within this speck of dust!

With a thought, Yun Zhao caused the dust to expand again, instantly returning to human form.

"The laws of heaven and earth... How wondrous!"

He laughed loudly, his voice like rolling thunder, cracking the vast ice plains.

The power of this supernatural ability far exceeded his imagination.

When it grows to its full size, its strength can uproot mountains and its aura can swallow thousands of miles; every finger and palm strike has the power to create heaven and earth. If fully unleashed, it could transform into a divine form billions of feet tall, capable of plucking stars from the sky and seizing the moon, and shattering continents!

When shrunk, it becomes invisible, able to infiltrate into dust or shrink to the size of a mustard seed. Unless the enemy possesses extraordinary powers or magical treasures, they will have no chance of discovering its presence. On the battlefield, it can take a person's head without anyone noticing, with ease.

Even more remarkably, this supernatural power is integrated with the physical body; during transformations, the magical power remains undiminished, and the supernatural ability does not diminish. Regardless of its magnitude, its power is entirely at the whim of the user.

Yun Zhao practiced repeatedly, sometimes transforming into a giant ten thousand feet tall and shattering the frozen lake with one foot; sometimes transforming into a speck of dust and sneaking into a snowdrift, only to suddenly reappear and split the snow mountain with his palm.

As he practiced with great enthusiasm, he transformed into a 100,000-foot-tall Dharma form, standing in the center of an icy plain in Beiju Luzhou.

At that moment, all the demons within a million miles looked up in terror, gazing at the colossal shadow that blotted out the sky on the horizon. They felt a mixture of awe and fear.

A daring demon king peered into the distance, but upon seeing the giant shadow, his soul trembled and he nearly fell to the ground.

Yun Zhao didn't care about any of that.

He put away his divine form and stood with his hands behind his back atop the icy peak.

"With this supernatural power, I will definitely be able to fight Sun Wukong head-on in this simulation."

"At least, it won't be a fatal blow anymore."