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

Above the Western Sea, the sky was bright, and the sea was calm.

The next instant, a thunderclap sounded in the clear sky.

A blinding white bolt of lightning tore through the sky without warning, stretching across the east and west, its majestic power enveloping the four corners of the earth.

The Azure Mirage Demon Saint was startled. Without looking back, he transformed into a long azure rainbow, tearing through the clouds and speeding toward the northern horizon.

There was only one thought in my mind.

Quickly leave the Western Sea, enter the Northern Land of Abhirati, seclude yourself in seclusion to study the profound mysteries, and never leave the world until you become a true immortal!

He sped along at breakneck speed, traversing thousands of miles of blue waves in no time.

Looking back, the sky was high and the clouds were light, but there was no sign of thunder striking down; the terrifying aura of thunder seemed to be far away.

Only in the depths of the extremely high and distant sky could one vaguely see a point of lightning hanging there, still and not yet emitted.

"As expected, although he came to the Western Sea, it may not be for me, or perhaps... he failed to lock onto my aura?"

Upon seeing this, the Azure Mirage Demon Saint calmed down and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

On the horizon, a hazy, menacing silhouette of land could be faintly seen.

It was the Northern Continent of Julu, a paradise of demons and a den of slaughter.

If one travels a little further and enters that boundless filth and demonic aura, even a true immortal would find it as difficult as searching for a needle in a haystack.

Just then.

A low, muffled rumble of thunder came from afar, barely audible at first, but in an instant it sounded like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting open.

The blue mirage looked up in shock.

A boundless thunder halberd appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, lying across the azure sky between the Western Sea and the Northern Lands, its blazing white light piercing through the field of vision.

Lightning crackled across the halberd's body, turning the vast blue waves below into a fiery white.

This thunder halberd appears to move slowly, but in reality it is faster than lightning. Wherever it passes, the sea of ​​clouds silently separates, and only the mighty power of thunder remains between heaven and earth.

In the Western Sea, countless lurking monsters were terrified and hid deep within, not daring to breathe.

The Azure Mirage Demon Saint was instantly terrified, and only now did he truly understand the awe-inspiring power that the Bull Demon King had displayed that day.

This dazzling divine lightning was the nemesis of his illusory aura, and he absolutely could not confront it head-on.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Azure Mirage Demon Saint dared not hold back in the slightest, and suddenly transformed into a hundred indistinguishable azure rainbows, shooting out in all directions.

Each one possesses a genuine aura, all transformed from the natal mirage energy. Reality and illusion coexist, each can be real, and each can be illusory.

Even a true immortal's divine sense would find it difficult to lock onto all of them in a short time. As long as one escapes, he can be reborn using the mirage energy.

However, beneath that horizontal thunder halberd lies the wondrous power of locking the universe.

A vast and mighty thunderous aura enveloped all directions, and the invisible energy, like a net covering the heavens and the earth, suddenly converged.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."

The soft sounds blended together.

Hundreds of azure rainbows, no matter where they flew or how many layers of illusion they were, shattered one after another like bubbles under the magnificent thunderous power that encompassed the sky and the sea.

The sea frontier has been cleared, and the clouds have dispersed.

The thunderbolt's momentum remained undiminished, and blazing lightning swept across the edge of Beiju Luzhou near the Western Sea.

Wherever they went, they found several islands inhabited by demons and several caves filled with malevolent energy.

Along with the demons and monsters that couldn't escape in time, they were all reduced to ashes under the overwhelming power of heaven.

Near the coast of Beiju Luzhou, several powerful and concealed auras fluctuated slightly, but none of them made a move to intercept them, let alone reveal their true forms.

The spot where the Azure Mirage Demon Saint's true form was located only had time to explode into a hazy azure light before it was completely swallowed up by boundless lightning and shattered.

It transformed into a cloud of swirling, ever-changing, azure mirage, spanning hundreds of miles in radius.

Among them, pavilions, celestial mountains, and phantom images of gods and demons flow endlessly, seemingly real yet illusory.

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At this moment, as its form and spirit disintegrated, everything was revealed, flowing and swirling, both beautiful and eerie, reflecting a bizarre and surreal light across half the sky.

Where the halberd's light passed, the seas became clear and the sky brightened again.

As the suffocating, blazing white light slowly dissipated into the azure sky, the thunder halberd that spanned the heavens and earth also gradually faded away.

next moment.

A colossal hand, entirely composed of blazing white lightning, emerged from the clouds, piercing through the still-lingering lightning spear, and descended.

With fingers spread wide, the Daoist rhythm is naturally formed.

With a gentle grasp, he held the vast expanse of azure energy, which was constantly evolving into endless illusions, in his palm.

"Zzzzz—Boom!"

Thunder roared and lightning danced wildly.

In just a few breaths, his palm was empty.

Only a few wisps of faint, almost imperceptible wisps of smoke rose and dispersed, eventually returning to nothingness.

Between the sea and the sky, clarity returned, as if the calamity that had caused the celestial being to perish had never happened.

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Time flies, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The True Lord's entourage is temporarily stationed in the Western Sea and has not yet embarked on a long journey.

The generals of Lei Mansion patrolled the four directions, sweeping away the accumulated evil spirits and demons.

Guided by Moang, Chen Jiao traveled throughout the Western Sea, visiting places where watercourses were blocked and where calamity energy lingered, using the Radiant Heavenly Thunder to cleanse the filth and clear the spiritual energy.

In just over a month, the weather in the West Sea changed.

The waters of the West Sea are becoming clearer, and their spiritual energy is gradually returning to its vibrant state. Even the deep sea trenches that have been dark for years are beginning to gleam with the light of bright jewels.

Ao Run personally held the jade pot and poured wine for Chen Jiao, then raised his cup solemnly and said:

"The True Lord stayed in the Western Sea for more than a month, sweeping away the evil atmosphere, cleansing the calamity, revitalizing the water veins, and bestowing grace as if he were reborn."

"I have nothing to repay you with, so I offer this cup to express my gratitude once again for your kindness."

Chen Jiao raised his cup and took a sip, saying, "This is my duty, Dragon King, there's no need for such formalities."

Peace and tranquility throughout the land are also what the Heavenly Court desires.

Ao Run put down his wine cup, pondered for a moment, his expression turned solemn, and he said slowly:

"There is another matter that I have been pondering for a long time, and today I take the liberty of requesting that you grant my request."

He turned his gaze to Moang, who was standing to the side, and continued.

"My son Moang, thanks to the True Lord's kindness, has been able to serve by your side for over a month, witnessing the majesty of Heaven and being influenced by it, which has greatly benefited his cultivation of the Dao."

Xiaolong knew that the Huangtian Shulei Palace under the jurisdiction of the True Lord was strictly disciplined and had brave soldiers and generals, making it a pillar for protecting the Heavenly Court and eliminating evil.

Although my son was born in the Dragon Palace and grew up in the deep waters, he has always admired the righteous law of thunder and has the ambition to cleanse the world.

Living in the West Sea for too long will only lead to a limited perspective, making it difficult to make any progress.

Therefore, Xiaolong boldly begs the True Lord to have mercy and allow him to enter the Radiant Thunder Palace under the True Lord's command, to obtain the position of halberd bearer and vanguard, to temper his character and serve under the command.

Even if he were to serve as a gatekeeper, running errands and being driven around, it would be his good fortune and an honor for our Western Sea.

Upon hearing this, Moang immediately stepped forward, bowed deeply before the table, his handsome face filled with earnestness and determination, and said:

"Ao Moang has always admired the True Lord's power and virtue, and the Thunder Palace's integrity and uprightness, and he longs for it."

I humbly beseech Your Majesty not to despise my humble origins, but to allow Mo'ang to serve you with the utmost loyalty, even unto death!

Chen Jiao sat in the main seat, his expression calm, his fingertips lightly tapping the white jade wine cup, lost in thought without speaking.