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

The online sensation "Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord Jingfa," a heartfelt work by author Hengyang Yanqu, is available on Kele Novels.

The three Thunder stars remained silent for a moment, their eyes briefly meeting, as if in silent communication.

They were naturally aware of Nezha's friendship with Zhenjun, and even more so of the Third Prince's temperament.

Just as Marshal Deng nodded slightly, about to step aside to make way,

Three vast and powerful auras simultaneously emanated from the horizon.

One streak was bluish-purple, another platinum, and yet another a deep yellow.

Like three sharp swords, they tore through the sky and sped toward the direction of Lei Mansion.

Wherever its breath passed, the sea of ​​clouds retreated and the starlight dimmed.

The Thunder's three stars' expressions changed slightly, and their formation, which had just relaxed a little, tightened up again instantly.

Nezha also narrowed his eyes to examine the newcomer, a murderous aura emanating from his brows.

coming.

Eastern God of War, Western God of War, Central God of War.

The blue armor of the East stands tall and imposing like an ancient green tree, the white robes of the West are austere and frost-covered like metal, and the yellow robes of the Center are heavy and majestic like the earth supporting the heavens.

The Five War Gods have now gathered!

The three Thunder Generals' gazes swept past Nezha and locked onto the three newly arrived War Gods.

Three bolts of lightning shot into the sky, blocking the path of the three war gods.

Clouds disperse upon encountering it, and spiritual inspiration vanishes upon contact.

Marshal Deng held a golden hammer and lightly tapped the thunder drill, producing a crisp explosion that scattered the clouds.

His voice was as firm as metal, and he began to speak:

Stop!

"In this realm of the Thunder God, by the decree of the Thunder Ancestor, battles here shall be decided by supernatural powers; outsiders are not permitted to trespass and interfere!"

Marshal Xin interjected, "Three war gods, please return."

Marshal Zhang went even further, unfurling the Thunder Flag and then slamming it down heavily.

The Thunder Rune on the flag lit up one after another, emitting a deep rumble.

The base of the flagpole slammed into the clouds, creating a visible ripple of thunder.

Although he did not utter a word, his imposing presence spoke volumes.

The Eastern War God's gaze was like lightning as he sternly declared:

Why did Marshal Deng have to use Lei Zu to intimidate people?

We, the Five Extremes War Gods, are of one mind and one branch. Now that our two brothers from the North and South Poles are being humiliated in front of us, how can we sit idly by?

Even though the Thunder Department is powerful, it still needs to be reasonable!

The Western War God's white robes fluttered, his voice sharp as metal:

"Indeed. Even if the True Lord Huangtian Jingfa has the greatest reason, if he seriously injures a colleague, are we not allowed to ask a question?"

Even the decree of the Thunder God may not be able to completely override the laws of Heaven!

The God of War of the Central Extremes stepped forward, the clouds beneath his feet solidifying, and said in a deep voice:

"Make way. We only seek clarification from the True Lord and will not take action within the Thunder Department's territory."

The three generals remained completely still.

Marshal Xin lightly touched the lightning register with his flaming pen, and a purple lightning bolt shot out, exploding into a blinding flash of lightning in the air.

"In this land of thunder, the decrees of the Thunder Ancestor are the law."

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority:

"If the three of you insist on breaking through... then you should first question the thunder weapons we possess."

The three war gods had sharp eyes and surging auras, with clouds churning beneath their feet, as if they were about to force their way through.

Marshal Zhang's face darkened, and with a cold snort, the black banner in his hand, which summoned the Thunder God, suddenly unfurled in the wind.

Flags unfurled, thunder roared!

On the flag, countless dark purple lightning patterns suddenly came to life, transforming into bolts of thunder that surged and roared into the sky.

The lightning condensed into a thick, towering pillar of thunderous energy that pierced the heavens.

The entire sky of the Thunder Department's domain was instantly dyed a somber silver-purple hue.

In the instant that thunderous energy soared into the sky.

Countless points of lightning suddenly lit up the previously calm and flowing celestial clouds.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

One after another, figures emerged silently from the depths of the clouds.

Five divine generals appeared, clad in various colored thunder armor and wielding thunder whips and chisels, their bodies enveloped in primal and violent thunderous energy.

He is the Five Directions Thunder Envoy who controls the Five Directions Thunder.

Behind him, eight generals clad in cloud-patterned thunder armor and with thunderbolt talismans hanging from their waists appeared, their footsteps generating thunder from the clouds.

He is the Eight Directions Cloud Thunder General.

In the distance, twenty-four figures quietly appeared, some holding thunder seals, others wielding thunder hammers, their auras blending together.

These are the Twenty-Four Thunder Gods, who are in charge of bringing rain and thunder and overseeing the celestial phenomena of their respective regions.

Higher up in the clouds, thirty-six imposing figures appeared simultaneously, all with bird heads and human bodies, wings on their backs, wielding thunder chisels and thunder hammers, their wings flapping to create rolling thunder.

These are the thirty-six Thunder Gods who command the thunder of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

Countless thunder gods appeared silently, completely surrounding this celestial realm.

They stood silently atop the clouds, their icy divine thoughts forming an invisible net of lightning, firmly locking onto the three war gods in the arena.

The immense thunderous power stretched as far as the eye could see, pressing down on the sea of ​​clouds that stretched for thousands of miles, causing it to stop flowing.

There was no scolding, no words.

Only the lightning bolts leaping on the countless thunderbolts, and the silent yet heavy pressure, proclaimed a fact.

This is the will of Lei Zu.

With these divine manifestations of the Thunder Gods, they responded to the two gods of the North and South Poles forcibly entering the Thunder Gods' sacred territory.

With this silent array of thunderous attacks, they responded to the relentless pressure from the Five Extreme War Gods, who disregarded the law.

This is also the strongest statement made against the Gouchen Heavenly Emperor behind him.

The group of thunder generals had chilling eyes, revealing the most ruthless and clear truth.

This is the Thunder Department, not the back garden of Gouchen Palace!

The anger on the faces of the three war gods froze instantly, replaced by an undisguised sense of dread.

The divine light emanating from his body paled in comparison to the overwhelming thunderous power.

They looked around with grim expressions, only to see lightning flashing everywhere they looked, and the gods standing solemnly.

The previous momentum of trying to force his way in vanished instantly, leaving only a sense of unease.

Seeing that the three generals no longer stopped him, Nezha turned his Wind-Fire Wheels red and rushed into the front of Lei Mansion.

He glanced around briefly, then casually found a solitary, towering cloud-covered peak and descended from the clouds.

Ignoring all decorum, he sat down atop the cloud-shrouded peak.

One leg is bent, the arm rests on the knee, and the other leg hangs in the vast void, swaying gently.

After Nezha sat down, he shaded his eyes with his hand and gazed at the battlefield from afar.

Chen Jiao moved like lightning, his fists flashing without any dazzling light or shadow, yet he rendered the two war gods of the North and South Poles completely defenseless.

Each punch landed with a dull thud, accompanied by the strange phenomena of glaciers shattering and flames dissipating.

Let's look back at the road we came from in the distance.

The five savage thunder envoys stood solemnly like a forest, the eight cloud thunder generals silently formed an array, the twenty-four thunder heavenly lords were connected by their auras, and the thirty-six thunder gods hung high in the sky...

The massive army of the Thunder Gods, manifested as an iron barrel, was surrounded by lightning and electric snakes, encircling the three war gods at its core.

The rolling thunderous power merged into one, the chilling aura almost solidified, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Even someone as accustomed to grand scenes as him felt his eyelids twitch slightly at the awe-inspiring spectacle of thunder from all the heavens.

Nezha watched for a while, then raised his hand to touch his chin. His gaze swept over the layers of thunder gods and finally landed on Chen Jiao in the distance.

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue slightly, his voice so low it almost dissipated in the wind, carrying a hint that was hard to decipher—whether it was a sigh or a mockery:

"This kind of spectacle is probably a once-in-a-millennium event."

"How come I never knew before that the Lei family, from top to bottom, from the old to the young, are all so... fiercely protective of their own? How strange."

"This is utterly unreasonable. It's clearly telling that person in Gouchen Palace, 'This person is under the protection of my Lei Department.'"

Nezha shook his head, a faint hint of envy flashing in his eyes, and murmured:

"You're such a silent type, you really have quite the nerve."