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

Chapter 420 I summon you, do you have the courage to obey?

Within the Dongxuan Palace, the fist trembled like thunder, and the Dharma image supported the sky.

Chen Jiao's supernatural powers of manifesting heaven and earth were obtained from Patriarch Bodhi, and he had long since mastered the ability to transform himself.

Now that the innate Jia wood is established as the foundation, this method of celestial phenomena and earthly supernatural powers has three more points of ancient and desolate charm and ten more points of vigorous vitality compared to the past.

The wood element (甲木) represents towering, majestic timber that can summon thunder and transform into dragons and snakes in the heavens; on earth, it serves as a pillar, protecting mountains and rivers.

At this moment, his supernatural powers are being displayed, which is exactly what he desires.

The majestic Buddha statue, without waiting for the mountain to press down, slowly raised its right fist from bottom to top.

Where the fist passed, patterns appeared in the void, with a faint blue aura flowing through it. The boundless vitality contained the infinite power to break through the earth and split the rocks, and to open up the chaos.

"Thump!"

When the fist struck the mountain peak, there was no metallic clang, only a deep, resonant sound, like an ancient tree collapsing or the earth's veins shaking.

The next instant, the hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers formed by the earth element essence of the [Suppressing Mountain Pearl] began to spread wildly like a spider web from the point where the fist touched them!

The towering peaks and the solid earth, like clay sculptures dried by the wind for thousands of years, crumbled inch by inch and collapsed piece by piece under the force of the wood's growth and cracking!

"Snap! Boom!"

Amidst the continuous deafening roars, the primordial energy scattered and burst forth, like the mournful cry of an earthen dragon.

The oppressive force of the earth element that had enveloped the entire area instantly melted away.

The majestic mountains transformed into countless scattered, dim yellow specks of light, returning to their primordial earth element, never to take shape again.

Fa Xiang retracted his fist and stood still in the void.

Only the azure Daoist aura flowing around him and the lingering echo of the mountain-shattering force revealed the earth-shattering might contained in that punch.

Chen Jiao felt that the innate wood energy in his liver palace was flowing actively and endlessly, and his spirit was thus refined and unobstructed.

With this Dharma form, if he so desires, he can instantly transform into the Limitless, breaking free from the constraints of this small void world and returning to the outside world.

He suppressed this thought, and the Dharma Image lowered its gaze, like the sun and moon hanging in the sky, illuminating the three ant-like demons below.

His voice, booming like a bell, reverberated through the void, asking only one question: "I summon you; do you have the will to obey?"

These words were a direct response to the Xuanlu spirit's arrogant remark about calling him "Grandpa" three times.

The Xuanlu spirit's face was ashen, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The Yellow Scorpion Demon and the Demon with the broken horn and tail were terrified. One opened its mouth to beg for mercy, while the other turned around to flee.

The majestic Dharma image gave them no chance to catch their breath.

"boom!"

A punch landed.

Where the fist passed, the void shattered inch by inch like a mirror, and blinding lightning and azure wood energy intertwined and exploded, swallowing up the remaining figures of the three demons.

The entire Dongxuan Mansion's void realm trembled violently, countless remaining stars flickered uncertainly, and spiritual energy was chaotic and boiling.

Only that towering, cloaked Dharma image slowly withdrew its fist, remaining motionless, indifferently gazing down at the void below, which had returned to chaos and nothingness.

The turbulent energy lingered, with the remnants of thunderous energy and earth elemental essence clashing against each other.

The majestic Dharma image has been extinguished, returning to its original form.

The three true immortals and demons had already perished, leaving only the various treasures they had stored in their sleeves and inner worlds before their deaths. Without the power to sustain them, these treasures entered and exited from where they had vanished, their precious light flowing and scattering into the void.

Chen Jiao raised his sleeve and gestured, and all kinds of objects, like rivers flowing into the sea, transformed into streams of light, disappeared into his sleeve, categorized and hidden within a mustard seed.

Finally, he grasped the ancient, yellowish-brown [Zhenyue Pearl], which contained a vast amount of earth elemental energy, into his palm.

The pearl felt warm and heavy to the touch, and its shape seemed to float in the misty yellow aura.

Chen Jiao's consciousness sank into the precious pearl, where the layers of restrictions were profound and complex, and the refining method was unique and extraordinary.

After a brief comprehension, he understood the mysteries of the mountain and river network, the earth's energy hub, and the various wonderful uses of "condensing emptiness into reality, transforming energy into mountains, and suppressing the four directions," as clearly as reading the lines on his palm.

This pearl is indeed a rare treasure of the earth element. If Chen Jiao had not established a new Jia wood foundation this time, which could effectively loosen the soil and suppress the evil, it would have been quite a hassle before.

However, the method of wielding this precious pearl is quite domineering, and it contains traces of demonic refinement, which is quite different from the orthodox nurturing method of the Xuanmen.

Having understood its ingenious use, Chen Jiao put it away, his eyes thoughtful as he muttered to himself.

"Northern Continent of Refinement —"

Without needing to interrogate or search their souls, one can tell from their deep-rooted demonic nature that these three demons must have come from the Northern Continent of Lu, unlike the demons and monsters of other continents.

That place is the most deeply entrenched and treacherous place among the four continents, where demonic forces are most deeply entrenched and where fierce and powerful figures lurk most deeply.

Back when Chen Jiao was still the Heavenly Lord Yilie, he was ordered to capture the vicious demons of Beiju Luzhou, so he had some understanding of them.

Now, he is on a tour of the four continents by imperial decree. After completing the tour of Xiniuhe Continent, he has drawn out many lurking demons. He is regarded as a thorn in the side by those great supernatural beings who have been living in seclusion for a long time. They did not hesitate to send their confidants with precious treasures to set up a trap to kill him in this ancient Taoist temple.

One can imagine the bloodshed and countless open and hidden attacks that will ensue when he finally steps into the Northern Continent, a land teeming with demons and ravenous monsters.

The journey is fraught with peril, and every step is fraught with danger.

However, once one's resolve is firm, and one assumes the authority of Heavenly Punishment and acts as Heaven's representative to patrol the realm, it is destined that one will have no peace with the evil and wicked of the ten directions.

After standing still for a moment, Chen Jiao suppressed all his thoughts, circulated his energy throughout his body, and slightly adjusted the magical power he had lost in the fierce battle.

His purpose in entering the Dongxuan Mansion was to explore the profound principles and theories hidden and collected by the ancient immortals, so as to verify the Great Dao and solidify his foundation in the Dao.

I didn't want to get bogged down in a series of fierce battles and miss important matters.

Chen Jiao's eyes darted around.

After this battle, the Void Realm was even more devastated, with only a fraction of the distant stars remaining.

Only where the Jade True Demon-Slaying Sovereign first appeared, a faint, clear light remained, resembling neither a door nor an opening, with a profound Daoist charm flowing within.

Chen Jiao moved swiftly and arrived before that point of clear light.

As soon as it approached, it felt a gentle yet vast suction force. It did not resist, nor did it have any murderous intent. It was like flowing into the sea, naturally drawn in.

The light and shadow shifted before my eyes, seemingly pausing for a moment before suddenly opening up to a clear view.

Behind the clear light was neither the expected secret library nor the platform for preaching.

What comes into view is an endless blue sky, clear and unblemished, without a single cloud.

The sky has no sun or moon, the earth has no real form, and in all directions, there is only a clear, empty expanse of color. Water and sky are indistinguishable, making one feel as if they have no idea where they are or what time it is.

In this world where water and sky meet, where the clear sky and emptiness blend into one, only hundreds of blue light clusters of varying sizes, like fireflies or flowing clouds, float quietly and rise and fall slowly.

The halo is soft, and the shapes of scrolls, jade slips, and palm leaves are faintly visible inside.

As Chen Jiao stepped into this place, a strange feeling arose in his heart, and a sense of tranquility settled over him.

His Dao heart was originally clear and pure. At this moment, drawn by the energy of this place, he became even more serene. His spirit merged with the environment, and he felt that when his heart was still, all things were still, and heaven and earth were still.

The lingering restlessness from the fierce battles was instantly swept away, leaving his mind clear and serene.