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

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang paused in his jade pen, abruptly looked up, his dragon eyes wide with surprise and doubt, and asked:

Is this really true?

"It's absolutely true! The Sea Patrol Yaksha has confirmed it repeatedly; at this moment, the auras from all directions are converging towards the source of the azure energy!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang could no longer remain seated. He immediately left the dragon throne and paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

Above the majestic dragon head, his brows were furrowed, his expression full of sorrow and anxiety, and he kept muttering to himself:

"What...what should we do? What should we do..."

Seeing that he was in complete disarray, the Turtle Prime Minister cautiously called out, "Your Majesty..."

Ao Guang stopped and looked towards the direction of the azure aura outside the palace, which could still be faintly felt through the layers of water and still exuded a magnificent aura.

He sighed deeply, his voice filled with weariness and helplessness, and said:

"A time of many troubles, truly a time of many troubles."

Why is there not a single day of peace in this Eastern Sea of ​​mine?

The previous calamity at the Weak Water caused disaster to the four seas, and the world has not yet recovered. The remnants of the calamity still remain in the underwater ravines.

Now that things have been peaceful for only a few years, how did this ancient artifact come to light and cause such a stir?

Once such an ancient Taoist temple appears, it will undoubtedly attract countless covetous eyes and stir up a bloody storm!

"I fear that my territory in the East China Sea is about to become a vortex of conflict and a place of slaughter once again..."

After speaking, he started pacing again, his dragon robe and wide sleeves fluttering with his hurried steps, clearly indicating that his mind was in turmoil.

Seeing his troubled state of mind, Prime Minister Gui could only comfort him:

"Your Majesty, please be at ease. The appearance of such an ancient sacred site in the world is due to a preordained destiny..."

"Don't worry?"

Ao Guang shook his head with a wry smile and interrupted:

"You think this is an ordinary opportunity? With such a commotion, let alone those old monsters who have been cultivating in seclusion for many years and great demons, even the immortals and great masters of the Xuanmen sect, how many of them can sit still?"

At that time, all heroes will gather in my East Sea territory. If disputes arise, they will fight and battle.

"What crime have the billions of aquatic creatures of the East China Sea committed to suffer the calamity of these fish in a pond?"

"When the calamity of Weak Water occurred last time, if it weren't for the thunderous methods of True Lord Jingfa to annihilate the Four Luminaries and pacify Weak Water, how could my Dragon Clan of the Four Seas be where we are today?"

"This time, the True Lord is on a distant inspection tour in Xiniu Hezhou, and his influence is too great to reach him. What should we do?"

The Prime Minister of the Turtle pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, the most urgent matter is to report this matter to the Heavenly Court as soon as possible."

We earnestly request the Great Celestial Venerable to dispatch celestial soldiers and generals to descend to the mortal realm, to reside in the East Sea, to pacify the four directions, and to deter the wicked. This is the best course of action.

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang composed himself and nodded, saying:

"What you say is quite right. That is indeed the case..."

He was about to instruct the Turtle Prime Minister to draft a memorial when suddenly a shrimp soldier rushed into the palace and reported:

"Your Majesty! General Fei Peng, the Flying Mysterious Spirit General under the command of True Lord Jingfa, has arrived outside the Crystal Palace, carrying out the True Lord's decree!"

Ao Guang was taken aback at first, then overjoyed, his worried expression vanishing instantly, and he exclaimed repeatedly:

"Quickly, invite him in! Quickly, invite the general in!"

After speaking, he hurriedly straightened his crown and robes and personally descended the steps to greet him.

Before long, Fei Peng and Mo Ang were led into the main hall of the Crystal Palace.

When Ao Guang saw Mo Ang, he was taken aback at first, and a complex look flashed in his eyes. However, he had no time to ask any questions and hurriedly invited the two of them to sit down.

Fei Peng's expression was cold and solemn. He took out the command token and said in a deep voice:

"I have come to pay my respects to the Dragon King on the orders of the True Lord of the Pure Law."

The True Lord has decreed: Unusual disturbances in the East Sea may lead to unforeseen consequences. The Dragon King is hereby ordered to immediately mobilize his most capable aquatic creatures to cooperate with the Thunder Palace's troops.

They were to patrol the islands of the East China Sea and the vast coastal regions, suppressing demons who were taking advantage of the chaos, quelling unruly cultivators, pacifying the virtuous, and maintaining peace in the seas without fail.

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Moang stepped forward and greeted him, saying, "Your nephew Ao Moang greets Uncle. I am here today on the orders of the True Lord to accompany General Fei Peng and await your command."

Hearing that the True Lord had already made arrangements, Ao Guang felt a great weight lifted from his heart and hurriedly bowed in response:

"Little Dragon obeys the decree! He will certainly do his utmost to cooperate with the Thunder Gods and Generals to protect the peace of the East Sea!"

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "May I ask, General, where is the True Lord now?"

Fei Peng put away the command token and replied:

"The True Lord has personally arrived at the source of the strange phenomena and is guarding the key point."

The Dragon King only needs to follow orders and stabilize the rear, and that will be a great achievement.

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang felt more at ease and admired the young True Lord's decisiveness and sense of responsibility even more.

He secretly thought that with the True Lord personally overseeing things, this time might be like the time of the Weak Water Calamity, where there were only close calls but no real danger.

He immediately summoned Grand Commandant Whale, General Carp, and other aquatic generals to discuss patrol deployment, information exchange, and other matters in detail with Fei Peng and Mo Ang.

The previous atmosphere of panic in the Dragon Palace was swept away, replaced by a tense and orderly scene of troop deployment.

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Above the East Sea, a pillar of azure energy rises, connecting the sky and the sea, its Daoist aura spreading and stirring all directions.

Radiant light from all directions, sometimes riding auspicious clouds, sometimes driving away evil winds, converges from all corners of heaven and earth.

Those with profound cultivation often hide behind the clouds at extremely high places, their aura obscure, like a dragon lurking in the abyss.

The weaker ones could not stay in the clouds for long and fell to a deserted island near the sea.

For a time, storms from all directions converged here.

Hundreds of miles away from where the green mist rises, there is an island shaped like a reclining ox.

The island, lush with trees, has now become a temporary foothold for various forces to observe the situation.

Figures descended from the sky, some perched alone on high cliffs, others gathered in twos and threes under the trees.

The two sides were clearly distinct, their auras subtly revealing each other, drawing an invisible boundary across the island.

On the open hilltop of the island, a number of cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation levels had gathered, mostly those at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages.

"This phenomenon must be an ancient relic appearing in the world..."

"Silence! Such a stroke of luck is not something we can presume to discuss. We only hope to share in a small part of this opportunity..."

Amidst the cacophony of voices, a sharp, long howl suddenly rang out from the extremely high and distant azure sky!

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky parted, and an enormous golden shadow, carrying the force of wind and thunder, descended from the heavens!

Its wings spread wide, almost blotting out the sky, its feathers gleaming as if cast in gilded gold, their edges shimmering with a cold light that seemed to tear through the void.

It was a golden-winged roc!

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With golden wings and a gull-like head, and starry eyes like a leopard's, it roams north and south, strong and brave.

Transformation and soaring, the sparrow laughs in despair at the dragon. With wings spread like the wind, all birds hide their heads; with sharp claws extended, all birds tremble in fear.

Its speed was so fast that it covered thousands of miles in an instant. Just moments ago it was at a very high altitude, but in the blink of an eye it had reached the outer edge of the azure aura.

With a slight flap of its wings, a powerful gale pressed down, causing the sea surface to cave in, the waves to surge back, and sand and stones to fly across the island.

The cultivators hurriedly used various methods to resist, and only then were they not blown into the sea.

Silence fell over the island.

Many cultivators turned pale; the slight aura leaked by the Peng Demon when it swept past had made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

With such a powerful demon entering the fray, this struggle for opportunity is likely to become even more dangerous and unpredictable.

The roc, with its wings slightly folded, hovered at the edge of the azure mist. Its golden eyes, sharp as lightning, scanned the islands below and the surrounding sea, revealing its untamed and arrogant nature.

A powerful demonic aura, accompanied by the lingering malevolent roar, rolled down.

The island fell silent instantly, and many cultivators turned pale, their minds captivated.