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

The clang of metal against metal carried for miles.

The clash of axes and whips sparked thousands of sparks, raining down in all directions, and a ripple of air exploded outwards.

The wind caused the banners of the heavenly soldiers to flutter in the clouds, while the trees and rocks in the mountains and forests below were torn apart. The lesser demons with weaker cultivation were even more unsteady on their feet, swaying from side to side!

The giant spirit's body trembled slightly, feeling a strange force, cold and heavy yet mixed with violent tearing power, coming from the axe handle, and his arm felt a momentary soreness and numbness.

He was secretly alarmed: "This scoundrel does have some tricks up his sleeve!"

Wu Huan Tai Sui was also startled.

"This Mao Shen (a nickname for a certain type of person) does possess some brute strength!"

Both men were known for their strength, were skilled in using heavy weapons, and were adept at combat. With one move, they tested each other's strength and, without saying a word, roared in unison.

Right above Wujin Mountain, beneath the clouds, a fierce battle erupted.

What a fierce battle!

One is a veteran general of the Heavenly Court, with innate divine power and a solid physical body; the other is a mountain demon, vicious by nature, whose body has been tempered by demonic energy.

It is truly a case of evenly matched opponents, where each has their own strengths and abilities; and of generals meeting worthy opponents, where each displays their talents.

Axe and whip strike, whipping up a fierce wind; clouds disperse, stars fly, and the Dipper shines menacingly.

The giant spirit glares fiercely, its power capable of splitting mountains; the Tai Sui's fangs stir up the sea.

The Xuanhua axe, gleaming brightly, resembles a celestial river pouring down; the black iron whip, dark and heavy, is like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave.

This one had wide, angry eyes that seemed to spew flames, as if it wanted to cleave the demon mountain in two with an axe to display its divine power and uphold the heavenly law.

Its fangs were bared and gleaming, as if it wanted to shatter the heavens with a single whip, displaying its arrogance and ferocity.

Where the axe cleaved, it was as if Gonggong angrily rammed Buzhou Mountain, causing the mountains to shake and the gods and spirits to tremble; when the whip swept, it was as if Xiangliu wildly stirred up the Weak Water, causing the sky to darken and the sun to lose its light.

They fought back and forth, exchanging twenty or thirty blows, until the sky was filled with gloomy clouds that obscured the sun and a desolate fog that locked the blue sky.

Heavenly soldiers on the clouds beat drums to cheer on their troops, while demons on the mountainside waved flags and howled strangely.

It was only the ordinary birds and beasts, fish and insects in the streams of Wujin Mountain that suffered.

Terrified by the earth-shattering battle and the overwhelming aura of the fierce winds, they fled without a trace.

Under the apricot-yellow banner.

Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, stroked his three long strands of beard as he intently watched the battle.

Seeing the giant spirit's imposing body traversing the clouds, wielding the Xuanhua axe like a wheel, creating a powerful wind, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

He nodded slightly and said to those around him:

"The Giant Spirit God is indeed valiant. Look at the immense divine power he displays with each swing of his axe."

Although the snake demon possessed some skill and its whip technique was quite adept, it was forced to defend more than attack under the giant spirit axe.

"It probably won't last long; we'll see soon enough."

Li Jing's tone was filled with satisfaction and certainty.

Giant Spirit was his trusted general, who was not only imposing and loyal, but also quite capable.

Therefore, whenever they conquered demons in the lower realm, they often used him as the vanguard. This served two purposes: firstly, to boost the morale of the army, and secondly, to leverage his strength and achieve the greatest merit.

In contrast.

Li Jing's trust in his third son, Nezha, who stood beside him with his arms crossed, remained somewhat distant.

The past events, like a sharp thorn, are deeply embedded between father and son.

Even though Nezha also served the Heavenly Court and possessed great supernatural powers, Li Jing never let go of the exquisite pagoda in his hand. They both knew perfectly well who he was guarding against.

Nezha remained expressionless upon hearing his father's words.

His clear eyes were fixed on the battle below, taking in every move and style of the axe and whip.

Hearing Li Jing say that "we are more defensive than offensive" and "we can't hold out for long," he realized that the situation was dire.

Nezha curled his lips slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

He saw it clearly.

That black-ringed snake demon was clearly already a celestial being with a solid foundation.

The whip strikes appeared to be suppressed by the giant spirit's fierce axe, but in reality, the defense was watertight, the method was strict, and the demonic wind swirled beneath the feet, secretly gathering power without being unleashed.

It was clearly a constant test to wear down the giant's strength and rhythm.

In contrast, the Giant Spirit God, though his axe strikes are fierce and his magic power is immense, is too straightforward.

After a prolonged battle, exhaustion is inevitable. Once that demon has amassed enough strength, it will suddenly launch an attack...

Hearing Li Jing's confident words, Nezha finally couldn't hold back any longer. Without looking at him, he focused on the battle and spoke calmly, his voice flat and revealing no emotion:

"Father has probably misjudged the situation."

The giant axe was powerful and heavy, but it lacked finesse. The demonic whip technique, on the other hand, was ruthless yet dangerous, and its practitioners were also very skilled.

If the fight continues, within twenty rounds, the Giant Spirit General will likely suffer a loss.

Upon hearing this, Li Jing's smile vanished instantly, his brows furrowed, revealing his displeasure.

He stroked his long beard, his gaze still fixed on the battle below, but he said:

"My son, you are mistaken. Have you not heard that 'in battle, morale is paramount'?"

As the commander-in-chief, how can you be cowardly before the battle even begins, thus emboldening the demons and extinguishing our own morale?

The Giant Spirit God has followed my father in his campaigns for many years. I know him to be loyal and reliable. His bravery and strength are such that even ordinary demon kings would find it difficult to withstand.

This snake demon is only rampaging temporarily because of its demonic and malevolent aura; how much real ability does it actually possess?

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to confirm his words, the battle situation below suddenly changed.

Enraged by the prolonged siege, the giant spirit suddenly let out a low, furious roar, like a muffled thunderclap.

Its already exceptionally large body swelled and grew even taller with this roar.

His muscles were bulging all over his body, with veins coiling like dragons, and his skin had a faint golden sheen.

The Xuanhua broadsword in his hand also grew several feet in size, its blade gleaming coldly, and his aura suddenly surged. With a single swing, a fierce wind howled.

The Xuanhua broadsword in his hand also grew several feet in size, its blade gleaming coldly, and his aura suddenly surged. With a single swing, a fierce wind howled.

It actually deflected the shadow of Wu Huan Tai Sui's whip several feet away, forcing the demon king to pause in his tracks.

Seeing this, Li Jing's displeasure vanished, and he chuckled again, stroking his beard and nodding. He then looked around and said:

"How about it? I told you long ago that General Giant Spirit has his own methods. This is his signature skill: when his magical body is activated, his strength can uproot mountains."

That monstrous whip technique may be skillful, but brute force can overcome any method. Let's see how he can withstand it!

Nezha, who was standing to the side, heard his father's words but did not respond. He simply lowered his arms that had been wrapped around his chest.

One hand hangs naturally at his side, while the other hand rests gently on the Qiankun Ring.

The Giant Spirit God was, after all, a general of the Heavenly Court. Since Nezha was here to watch the battle, he would not simply sit idly by.

But his father was in high spirits at the moment, and he was unwilling to say more.

He focused all his attention on the ever-changing battle situation, his energy gathering and preparing to strike.

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Unlike Li Tianwang, the Giant Spirit God was not optimistic, and his heart sank.

This black steel whip is not only powerful and heavy, but also has unpredictable and cunning moves. Sometimes it is tricky and ruthless, and sometimes it is fierce and unparalleled, and it can withstand direct confrontation.

After a prolonged battle, the Giant Spirit God gradually found it difficult to withstand the fierce and unpredictable whip strikes, which were as swift as the wind.

The Giant Spirit God was secretly alarmed: "This wicked demon is truly formidable!"

I am born with superhuman strength and have cultivated a magical body, so ordinary demons cannot withstand three blows from me.

He's managed to fight me for so long and even has the upper hand! If this continues, I fear I might lose.

Thinking of this.

He spotted an opening, swung his Xuanhua axe to deflect the steel whip that was coming at him, and used the force to leap backward dozens of feet.

He took a deep breath and let out a low sound.

The giant spirit god's already towering body, which was twelve feet long and resembled an iron tower, visibly grew even taller and larger!

In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a giant nearly three zhang tall, with a head the size of a wheat bushel, eyes like lanterns, and arms like racing car axles!

The Xuanhua axe in his hand also became larger and heavier, its blade gleaming coldly, illuminating the clouds.

"You monster! Take another one of my axe blows!"

The giant spirit's voice was like a booming bell; he took huge strides, scattering the clouds in all directions.

He swung the giant axe, which was as big as a door panel, and with the power to split mountains and cleave the earth, he chopped it down on Wu Huan Tai Sui!

Unexpectedly, Wu Huan Tai Sui seemed to be suppressed by the powerful axe of the Giant Spirit God.

In reality, a pair of demonic eyes had already seen through his axe technique, which was characterized by its wide-ranging and forceful movements.

He sneered inwardly: "This Mao Shen has all the strength, but his axe technique is rigid; he relies entirely on his fierce courage."

My previous dealings with you were merely a test of your strength and an attempt to figure out your methods!

Seeing that the Giant Spirit God was about to unleash another powerful strike, cleaving down on their heads, they realized that the Giant Spirit God was about to strike down on their heads.

Instead of parrying or dodging with his whip as before, Wu Huan Tai Sui let out a strange laugh:

"You're such a fool! Watch out for your grandpa's tricks!"

The laughter hadn't even subsided.

His figure suddenly blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he slid past the side of the axe.

The black iron whip in his hand, which had always been used primarily for defense and waiting for an opportunity to strike, suddenly changed its momentum!

"Go!"

With a fierce shout, Wu Huan Tai Sui poured all his demonic power and the ferocious aura he had obtained from the demonic energy into the whip.

Targeting the spot where the giant spirit's axe strike had missed its mark, leaving a slight opening in his chest, the whip struck with lightning speed and the force of a collapsing mountain!

Before the whip even arrived, the fierce aura pressed down on the giant spirit's golden armor, causing it to clang loudly and the protective golden light to fluctuate violently.

The giant spirit realized something was wrong and his soul was scattered.

In the rush, he only had time to barely pull the handle of the Xuanhua axe back and hold it horizontally in front of his chest.

"clang!"

The black iron whip slammed directly onto the broad axe head of the Xuanhua axe.

The Giant Spirit God felt an indescribable force mixed with a bone-chilling, soul-corroding aura surging towards him.

The Xuanhua broadsword, which had accompanied him in battle for many years and was as heavy as a mountain, was actually knocked back by this whip and crashed heavily into his own chest and abdomen!

"puff!"

The giant spirit was struck as if by lightning. Its massive body trembled violently, and the pale golden dough instantly turned blood red. It couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

His burly figure could no longer maintain its balance, and he staggered backward, with each step he took causing the auspicious clouds beneath his feet to explode.

How could Wu Huan Tai Sui possibly let go of such a golden opportunity?

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he was relentless in his pursuit of power. A black wind swept under his feet, and he flicked his wrist.

Using the momentum from its previous movement, the black iron whip drew a fierce arc in the air.

The whip tip, like a venomous dragon raising its head, abandoned the giant spirit's open chest and abdomen, and went straight for its huge head, where the hair stood on end and the look of horror had not yet faded!

If this whip were to strike, even if the Giant Spirit God had a protective magical body, he would likely suffer a severe head injury!

At this critical juncture.

A clear, cold shout pierced through the clamor of battle from the clouds:

"You fiend, how dare you be so insolent!"

The sound was still ringing in their ears when a golden, gleaming ring, carrying the force of wind and thunder, suddenly descended from the heavens!

One moment it was in Nezha's hands, the next it had crashed into the whip shadow that was aimed straight at the head of the giant spirit god!

"Clang! Buzz—"

A deafening roar, far exceeding the previous one, exploded!

Where the Universe Ring and the Iron Whip clashed, golden light and blood-red light exploded together.

As Wu Huan Tai Sui was determined to strike, he felt a powerful, pure force emanating from the whip, causing his tiger's mouth to tremble violently.

My entire arm was sore and numb, and the steel whip almost flew out of my hand!

He groaned, unable to control his own body, and was forced backward by the immense force.

Each step shattered the void, leaving several deep indentations in the clouds.

His chest was churning with anger and shock, and he couldn't help but look up.

Having narrowly escaped death, the Giant Spirit was drenched in a cold sweat and dared not linger in battle.

Ignoring the churning blood in his chest and his disheveled appearance, he hurriedly tucked the Xuanhua axe under his ribs.

Riding on a cloud, wobbling and staggering, he darted back to his own cloud without looking back, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his breathing disordered, no longer displaying his former imposing manner.

Wu Huan Tai Sui was forced back by the Qiankun Ring, and he had a lot of pent-up anger in his chest with nowhere to vent it.

Upon looking up, he saw the Giant Spirit God fleeing in a panic and disheveled state, and he couldn't help but suppress his shock and anger at Nezha's attack.

He then burst into wild laughter, the sound echoing across the surrounding area:

"Hahaha! Who do we have here? It's the Third Prince!"

"What? The dignified vanguard of the Heavenly Court is all show and no substance, all bark and no bite. He'll be running for his life in no time. We need you, kid, to save the day?"

After laughing, he pointed directly at the faintly visible figures of Li Jing and his son within the heavenly army formation and shouted angrily:

"Li Jing, you little brat! You call yourself the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, but all you have under your command are such useless cowards!"

You might as well go back to Heaven and sleep with your tower in your arms!

Sending down such a coward isn't even enough for your Grandpa Wu Huan to stretch his muscles!