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

Chen Jiao arrived with unhurried steps, stepping on clouds, his black robes brushing against the jade steps silently.

He walked to the gate of the Lei residence and glanced indifferently at the crowd.

The two war gods of the North and South Poles had solemn expressions. The originally surging aura of cold and heat around them now receded like a tide, not daring to leak out even a little.

The cold blade of the sword pressed against the neck of the Sun Wheel God General, his smugness frozen in disbelief.

The four duty officers and the heavenly soldiers lowered their heads and held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Only the generals and officers of Lei's mansion were in high spirits, as if they had welcomed back a towering white jade pillar and a purple-gold beam spanning the sea.

Chen Jiao's voice was calm, yet it caused both the ice and fire energies to momentarily freeze:

"I just heard that I will give these two war gods some face."

He paused slightly, his gaze turning to the Antarctic War God:

"But I wonder... what kind of face do you expect me to give you?"

The Arctic God of War's silver eyes flickered slightly, while the Antarctic God of War's crimson pupils danced with flames. Their lips moved slightly, but they had not yet had a chance to speak.

"True Lord!"

The Sun Wheel God General, whose neck was firmly held by the Radiant Sword, suddenly raised his head, ignoring the stinging pain in his neck, and hissed:

"Your generals are abusing their power and openly attacking the Emperor's envoy! Do they have no regard for the laws of Heaven?"

Two war gods are also here to witness, you must…”

"Snapped!"

A sharp, resounding slap suddenly rang out, abruptly interrupting his subsequent boastful remarks.

The Firebell Thunder Messenger, who had been holding back for a long time, grinned maliciously and flashed forward, closing in on him.

With his right hand trailing a trail of crimson sparks, he slapped the Sun Wheel God General hard across the left cheek!

This palm strike was swift and ruthless, containing the power of thunder and lightning, and possessed immense force.

The blow caused the Sun Wheel God General's head to tilt violently, his golden crown to crooked, stars to flash before his eyes, and half of his cheek to swell up, revealing a clear, charred palm print.

The second half of his sentence was forcefully rejected.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and anger. Before he could recover from the sudden slap, a sharp pain shot through the back of his knee.

"Bang!"

The General of Qi-Gathering and Thunder-Summoning appeared silently beside him, his right foot flashing out like a steel whip, precisely kicking the back of his right knee.

Amidst the wind, a low, rumbling thunder could be heard.

The Sun Wheel God General let out a miserable cry, and his legs went weak.

With a thud, he fell heavily to his knees, his knees slamming onto the jade steps with a dull thud!

"Who gave you the right to meddle!" Firebell Thunder Messenger sneered.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the Sun Wheel God General's disheveled hair and slammed his head down onto the jade steps.

Fei Peng lowered his wrist, and Zhao Dan Sword pressed down accordingly, its blade pressed tightly against the back of the Sun Wheel God General's neck.

The General of Qi and Thunder then took out a dark purple chain with thunder patterns and used it to bind the man's arms tightly behind his back.

The whole process was as fast as lightning.

By the time everyone realized what was happening, the once arrogant Sun Wheel General was now kneeling on the ground like a dead dog, trembling all over and only able to groan in pain.

The Firebell Thunder Messenger and the General of Qi Control and Thunderous Roar, one on each side, firmly restrained him, then bowed slightly to the True Lord:

"Reporting to the True Lord, the audacious madman has been captured and awaits his punishment."

Chen Jiao's gaze did not linger on the Sun Wheel God General for even a moment, as if the generals had merely swatted away a buzzing fly.

He looked up again at the Arctic and Antarctic War Gods, whose faces had turned extremely pale, and said calmly:

"Now you can tell me properly, what kind of face do you want me to give you?"

The auras of the Arctic War God and the Antarctic War God fluctuated violently, clearly indicating extreme anger.

However, when their gaze fell upon the still calm and composed face of Jingfa Zhenjun.

The anger that was about to erupt was forcibly suppressed, and he simply clenched his fists tightly.

The two war gods are ranked among the five extremes.

Having cultivated for thousands of years, what bloody scene haven't I seen?

But the scene before them felt strange and absurd to the core.

In the Heavenly Court, a place where rituals and balances are emphasized and power struggles are waged behind the scenes, there is a set of unwritten rules for doing things.

When apprehending and interrogating someone, it is always necessary to first list their crimes. Even if physical violence is used, it is mostly a battle of supernatural abilities.

I've never seen anything like this before... It's like yamen runners arresting people, slapping them across the face and kicking them to their knees right off the bat.

Despite his many faults, the Sun Wheel God General was still a high-ranking official under the Sun Emperor, yet he was slapped and forced to kneel in front of everyone.

The slaps were loud, the kicks to the knees were vicious, leaving no room for maneuver.

This isn't just being unsympathetic; it's... utterly disdainful of showing any sympathy.

The three generals and officers of the Lei family acted with such familiar tacit understanding, as if they had carried out the mission a thousand times before.

These people from Huangtian Shu Lei Mansion are simply...

On the Arctic War God's icy face, a muscle twitched slightly.

The Antarctic War God took a deep breath, trying to calm the restless fire element around him.

What chilled them the most was this Huangtian Jingfa Zhenjun.

He stood quietly to the side from beginning to end, his expression as calm as ever.

From the moment the slap rang out until the Sun Wheel God General screamed and knelt on the ground, he stood tall in his black robe, his brows and eyes remaining completely still.

His eyes never even once fell on the Sun Wheel God General.

His eyes never even once fell on the Sun Wheel God General.

It seems that in the eyes of this True Lord, the Lei family should act so decisively and ruthlessly.

Furthermore, the rules of the Lei family far surpass the formalities and human relationships of the Heavenly Court.

The North and South Pole War Gods remained silent, their divine light flashing intensely, unsure of what to say.

The shattered jade bricks in front of Lei Mansion reflected the bloodstains under the knees of the Sun Wheel God General, stinging their eyes.

I dare not respond to the True Lord's words, for they concern me with such trivial matters.

It fell silent for a moment.

On the jade steps, the Sun Wheel God General curled up on the ground, groaning with suppressed pain and humiliation, his eyes pleading as he looked at the two war gods.

The icy light in the Arctic War God's silver eyes flickered intensely for a few breaths before finally subsiding.

He and the God of War of Antarctica quickly exchanged glances, and the aura of ice and fire subtly flowed between them.

Even though the Jingfa Zhenjun was incredibly powerful, he still had to consider the Gouchen Emperor behind them.

If we back down now and remain silent, how will we gain a foothold in Heaven in the future?

This thought, like cold iron sinking into a lake of the heart, stirred up subtle ripples.

The Arctic God of War took a deep breath, as if trying to force the suffocating pressure and lingering stench of blood into his lungs.

"True Lord Jingfa".

His gaze was fixed on the figure in the black robe:

"Even if the Sun Wheel God General has a thousand faults, he should be dealt with according to the Heavenly Rules."

Your officers and soldiers, right here in front of Lei Mansion, in front of me, the Five Extreme War Gods, have resorted to private torture and humiliated the Sun Emperor's royal generals...

Was this cruel act excessively arrogant? And where did it leave the dignity of the two emperors?

Before the words were finished, the Antarctic War God flicked his crimson robe, slightly reducing the scorching aura around him, and softened his tone, replying:

"What the Arctic God of War said, though direct, is reasonable."

We have come here on the orders of Emperor Gouchen to ensure the smooth progress of official business, and we have no intention of making things difficult for the Lei family.

The real reason is that the weak waters of the lower realm overflowed, and the turbid yin energy violated the heavenly order, causing the sun and moon to move erratically.

The Sun Wheel God, acting on the decree of the Sun Emperor, investigated this matter. In his haste, he may have made some mistakes, but his intentions are clear.

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the weakened Sun Wheel General before returning to Chen Jiao's calm and indifferent face, and continued:

"Now that the threat of the Weak Water has been eliminated, this is a great achievement."

Why risk damaging the harmony among colleagues and offending the two emperors over such a trivial matter?

Why don't we each take a step back and let us take the Sun Wheel General back to the Emperor for further judgment?

Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?