Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Upon hearing this, the air in front of the mansion suddenly froze, and even the scorching heat seemed to stagnate.

Commander Chuihai Jiebo, who had been standing quietly with his eyes down, suddenly looked up!

Beneath the black armor mask, two calm yet sharp gazes shot out, causing the golden flames surrounding the Sun Wheel God General to dim.

His voice was steady, yet like an undercurrent surging beneath the ice, carrying an undeniable force:

"The Lei family has always acted in accordance with strict rules."

The upheaval at the Weak Water occurred suddenly in the lower realm, and the True Lord personally went there to quell it immediately.

The Barefoot Immortal, the Dragon King of the East Sea, and even the warriors of the Arctic Exorcism Bureau can all testify to this.

As for the turbid yin energy affecting the sun's orbit... this is due to natural disasters, not human error.

Why don't the gods go and ask the four great luminaries, Ketu, Rahu, Ziqi, and Yuebo, for an explanation?

Why not seek out and hold accountable the four water constellations—the Ji Water Leopard, the Shen Water Ape, and others—who stirred up the Weak Water and wreaked havoc across the four seas?

Each character is clear, like shattered ice striking jade.

"On the contrary, it was my True Lord who was appointed to a critical mission, descended to the mortal realm to quell the chaos, suppress the Weak Water, save the common people, and turn the tide."

Now the culprit remains unpunished, the meritorious officials unrewarded, and the divine general, wielding the majesty of an emperor, stands before the gates of my Thunder Palace, questioning those who have quelled the rebellion…”

The commander's voice suddenly rose, like the sharp crack of metal:

"What...is this reasoning?"

The last four words fell heavily, crashing into the silent sea of ​​clouds, echoing endlessly.

As soon as the commander finished speaking, the air in front of the mansion suddenly froze.

The Sun Wheel God General's body suddenly exploded with golden flames, and the heat wave spread out, causing the robes of the four Duty Officers behind him to flutter and take a half step back.

His face beneath the mask instantly flushed red, veins bulged on his forehead, and flames almost burst forth from his golden eyes.

"you!"

He suddenly pointed at the commander of the Sea-Blowing Waves, his fingertips trembling slightly with rage:

"How dare you be so insolent!"

The heatwave scorched the commander's black armor, making a faint sizzling sound, but his figure remained as steady as a rock.

"Accountability? Questioning?"

The Sun Wheel God General almost roared, his voice filled with a furious and embarrassed feeling that his secret had been exposed:

"Those four water constellations have already been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison! And those four great luminaries..."

His words suddenly stopped, his chest heaved violently, and the golden flames flickered, as if even the light around him dimmed for a moment.

When he spoke again, his voice carried an undisguised fear and a deeper resentment:

"Ketu, Rahu, Ziqi, Yuebo... they... their very souls have been annihilated by your True Lord!"

Whose responsibility do you want me to hold accountable?

The final question was hoarse and desperate, tinged with a hint of frantic madness.

The four duty officers behind him turned pale, lowered their heads even further, wishing they could shrink into the clouds, and were already lamenting their misery.

They clearly knew that this matter was extremely serious, but they did not expect that a commander from the Lei family would dare to speak so frankly!

The Sun Wheel God General's magical power surged uncontrollably, and the jade steps beneath his feet were scorched with tiny cracks.

The Four Water Stars, with chains piercing their collarbones, have been imprisoned deep within the Heavenly Prison, awaiting the Great Heavenly Venerable's decree for judgment, becoming untouchable taboos.

And those four Great Star Lords... Thinking of this, the Sun Wheel God General's heart clenched even more.

What a illustrious star lord he was, yet he was beheaded by that True Lord so easily, and even his star lord's palace was destroyed!

The strange phenomena, such as the stars flickering and the sun suddenly darkening, were too conspicuous.

The shockwaves had already shaken the gods of Heaven, yet even the Sun Emperor, the head of all the luminaries, remained silent for the time being.

How dare he, a mere divine general before the Sun Emperor, act so presumptuously?

These are all shames that the Sun Emperor's lineage cannot wash away, and they are also the source of the pent-up anger in his heart during this trip.

These words, spoken in a calm tone, were like knives, filled with piercing and sarcastic mockery.

Beneath the mask of the Sun Wheel God General, came the sound of teeth clenching.

"Great...very good!"

He forced out a few words through gritted teeth, his gaze fixed on the unyielding commander before him, his voice low and hoarse:

"The Heavenly Pivot Thunder Palace... indeed... sharp-tongued!"

Commander Chuihai Jiebo remained unmoved, his hand still resting on his sword, his black armor reflecting a cold, hard luster in the scorching air.

The Sun Wheel God General's chest heaved violently for several breaths, and golden flames flickered around his body.

Seeing this, the duty officer on duty reluctantly stepped forward and whispered his advice:

"May the gods calm their anger."

Now that the waters have been calmed and things are complicated, why ruin the harmony?

"Perhaps...perhaps we should return to our residence first. Welcome to Cola Novels, where a vast collection of novels awaits your exploration! We can discuss this further once True Lord Jingfa has returned."

The Duty Officer also spoke:

"Indeed. As for the slight obstruction of the celestial orbit, we may first consult the Wandering Spirit Official and check the records of celestial phenomena in the four directions. It may not necessarily be related to the Thunder Palace."

The Wandering Spirit Official is in charge of patrolling the Three Realms and keeps detailed records; perhaps a clue can be found quickly.

The duty officers and those on duty at any given time nodded in agreement, speaking gently, their intention to smooth things over.

The god remained silent for a moment, and the surging golden flames around him gradually subsided, as if he had heeded the advice.

"What you say makes some sense."

He took a deep look at the motionless Commander of the Sea and Waves, and nodded slightly.

The four duty officers all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment...

"boom!"

The restrained golden flames suddenly exploded.

A massive heatwave erupted, and the Sun Wheel God General transformed into a blinding golden light, rushing straight towards the commander's waist.

"Hand it over!"

This change happened suddenly, the distance was too close, and the speed was faster than one could have imagined.

The officials were horrified, their cries choking them.

however--

Almost at the same instant that the Sun Wheel God General's shoulder blade twitched slightly, the right hand of the Sea-Blowing Wave Commander, which had been resting on the hilt of his sword, also moved.

"Zzzzt!"

A clear, resonant whistling sound suddenly rang out.

The blade, a deep blue like the cold water of a deep pool, rose from below, slashing precisely at the golden, fiery claws that were rushing towards it.

The blade flashed coldly, even forcing back the surrounding scorching airwaves by three points.

A look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the Sun Wheel God General, clearly not expecting the other party to react so swiftly and decisively.

He changed his claws into slaps, and golden flames surged as he slammed them down onto the dark blue blade light.

"boom!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed through the sea of ​​clouds.

Sparks flew as golden flames and water-elemental lightning collided violently, exploding into a blinding halo.

The violent shockwave tore the surrounding clouds to shreds, forcing the four duty officers to retreat repeatedly, their faces filled with horror.

The aftershocks gradually subsided.

The Sun Wheel General withdrew his hands and stood still, flames flickering on his golden armor, his face so gloomy it seemed as if water was about to drip from it.

A thin white mark slowly disappeared from the palm of his hand.

On the other side, Commander Jiebo groaned and staggered back three steps before regaining his balance.

His arm holding the knife trembled slightly, and several small, charred holes were burned into the cuffs of his black armor, from which a wisp of smoke rose.

The blade tip pointed diagonally at the ground, its dark blue blade still trembling violently and emitting a low hum.

The Sun Wheel God General swayed slightly before regaining his footing. He glanced at the disappearing white mark on his palm.

He raised his eyes again and carefully examined the black-armored commander in front of him.

He took a blow with 70% of his own strength, but only managed to retreat three steps, without even dropping the knife.

"You're quite capable."

He stared at the lightning-infused battle blade in the commander's hand, his voice icy:

"But even with this... we still can't protect the imperial seal!"

The Sun Wheel General was, after all, a first-class general under the Sun Emperor, with profound cultivation, far surpassing ordinary immortal generals.

Although Commander Jie Bo was vigilant and responded swiftly, he ultimately fell short.

Upon seeing this, the four duty officers all tensed up, but none of them dared to utter a word of dissuasion.

The atmosphere in front of the mansion was so heavy it felt almost tangible.

Lightning crackled on Commander Jiebo's black armor, and his lips were tightly pursed.

His gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed intently on the Sun Wheel God General, refusing to yield an inch.

Despite being at a disadvantage, their fighting spirit only grew stronger.

The Sun Wheel God looked at him, his voice low and enigmatic:

"That Huangtian Jingfa Zhenjun... is truly blind."

"They actually left such a capable lieutenant as you to guard this place."

There seemed to be a sense of mutual respect between heroes in their words.

Commander Chuihai Jiebo, leaning on his sword, scoffed upon hearing this.

He raised his hand to wipe away the trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, met the gaze of the Sun Wheel General, and said coldly:

"The vision of the divine general is too narrow."

"In the True Lord's Palace, there are countless capable individuals, many of whom surpass me."

He paused slightly, his spine ramrod straight beneath his black armor, a proud glint in his eyes:

"Although I am not strong enough, the True Lord knows that my loyalty is beyond question, so he entrusted me with the sect."

The importance of this matter is beyond the comprehension of outsiders.