Journey to the West Creation Technique

Black Rock Wasteland.

There is a canyon that is shrouded in black fog all year round.

The area was deserted of birds and beasts, and even though Zhou Mo had patrolled the Black Stone Wasteland many times, he dared not approach this place.

The high-hanging red sun, piercing through the thick fog of the canyon, transformed into an eerie red moon.

A chilling, poisonous cloud suddenly rose from the horizon, churning like ink, within which a massive white snake appeared and disappeared.

A massive cloud of poisonous gas entered the canyon, and then the enormous white serpent rode away on the dark green cloud of poisonous gas...

Five figures appeared on the high platform in the canyon.

The five people are: Milun, Lu Chengjun, Li Ang, Qian Jin, and Zhou He.

You look at me, and I look at you.

Apart from Mirren, who seemed to know the inside story, everyone else looked completely bewildered.

Lu Chengjun was even more confused. His memory was still stuck on leaving the White Snake Tribe headquarters alone, being stopped by a giant white snake, and then losing consciousness...

After falling into a coma, his primordial spirit transformed into the "Dragon Horse Form" in the Water Curtain Cave. Once his primordial spirit returned to his spiritual platform, regained consciousness, and regained control of his body, he appeared here.

What happened in between?

I have absolutely no idea.

Where did this come from?

More than a dozen terrifying black pythons surrounded the high platform, their cold eyes fixed on the five of them.

Lu Chengjun stared blankly at the giant black pythons.

"They are messengers of the gods!" Milen said from the side.

As Lu Chengjun approached the edge of the platform, a layer of light membrane rose up on its own, though the membrane did not appear to be very stable.

"I advise you not to go out," Miren said coldly.

Looking into the cold eyes of these giant black pythons, Lu Chengjun silently withdrew his steps.

These giant black pythons were as powerful as the sea crocodiles he had seen before, and they were all servants of the old demon king.

"Where is this?" Lu Chengjun turned to ask Milen.

Miren took a deep breath, a look of nostalgia on his face: "This is Death Valley, the arena of the gods, and also our final resting place."

Mysterious and rambling...

Lu Chengjun frowned and turned to look at Li Ang: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Li Ang gave a wry smile: "Captain Lu, I don't know either."

"Were you unconscious the whole time?" Lu Chengjun glared at him fiercely.

"No, that's not it!" Qian Jin waved his hand and said, "We were at the White Serpent Temple before, and then the White Serpent Demon King chose a few of us and brought us here. What was the reason? Why did we come here? We don't know either."

Zhou He looked even more puzzled: "Could it be that they sensed something amiss with the four of us? But why didn't Meng Yuan come?"

"Yeah, why didn't Meng Yuan come?" Li Ang chimed in.

"Hmph!" Milen sneered, his tone laced with disdain. "Because he doesn't deserve it!"

Everyone turned to look at Miren.

Zhou He narrowed her eyes slightly: "You understand our language?"

Mirren nodded.

"When did you learn it?" Lu Chengjun pressed.

Milen looked at Zhou He.

it is more than words……

Li Ang gasped: "So you were studying a foreign language with him last night?"

Zhou He looked panicked: "No, it wasn't... I..."

"I learned it by secretly observing outside the treehouse," Mirren explained frankly.

"Stop with the nonsense!" Lu Chengjun waved his hand, interrupting them, and went straight to the point: "Tell me! Why isn't Meng Yuan worthy?"

"I said it before, this is the arena of the gods!" Miren said again, his tone filled with piety.

"What does that have to do with us?" Lu Chengjun continued to press.

Miren looked at Lu Chengjun, her expression complex: "You have received power bestowed by the gods, so you should be prepared to die for them!"

Lu Chengjun was slightly taken aback, and after a long pause, he uttered a single word: "Cricket fighting..."

Li Ang, Qian Jin, and Zhou He all understood immediately.

Cricket fighting: It's when people who have nothing better to do catch a cricket, put it in a bowl, and watch it fight to the death.

Cricket fighting requires: selecting crickets, raising crickets, and preparing medication.

To the White Snake Demon King, Lu Chengjun and the others were like crickets.

She selected Lu Chengjun and others from her snake pit, and even specially nurtured Lu Chengjun with a protective attitude, all for the purpose of playing against each other.

Milun, being a native, did not understand the meaning of cricket fighting. He continued to explain to himself, "The two great gods, the White Serpent and the Black Pig, have set up an arena in Death Valley to wager on a divine object. The outcome of the wager will determine who owns it."

"This divine object emerges from the depths of the earth every one or two years; the gods call it the Earth-Surging Golden Lotus..."

"If the gods themselves were to fight, it would inevitably damage their divine possessions. Therefore, this rule was established that the gods' servants would take their place, and the gods would engage in a life-or-death duel..."

Miren looked at the four of them with a pitying gaze, his eyes filled with mockery for their ignorance: "You four fools! You deliberately came to the lair of the gods in order to mine spirit stones. Your strength has attracted the attention of the gods, and they have decided to bestow upon you the glory of warriors."

Lu Chengjun, Li Ang, Qian Jin, and Zhou He looked at each other in bewilderment.

Many things can now be explained...

Why are there so many empty treehouses near the temple, even though it's a place of freedom, safety, and comfort? It's because anyone with even a little strength might be chosen, so it's better to leave early and settle down elsewhere.

Why wasn't Meng Yuan chosen? It's because he only has Qi Refining Level 3.

Zhou He was chosen because he had just broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Compared to Zhou He, Li Ang, Qian Jin, and Lu Chengjun, who had higher cultivation levels, were naturally chosen by the White Snake Demon King at a glance. They were among the most powerful insects.

Especially Lu Chengjun, whom the White Snake Demon King treated like a "Cricket King," even going so far as to use her own demonic power to help him undergo a complete transformation.

"What are the rules? One-on-one duels to the death?" Lu Chengjun asked.

Now that I've been chosen to be a cricket fighter, I need to figure out how to survive.

Miren shrugged: "The rules change every year. Once the gods have set the rules, they will naturally tell you."

Lu Chengjun frowned slightly; it seemed that all he could do now was wait...

A chilling black fog permeated the canyon, and a dark green poisonous cloud descended from the sky once more, finally coalescing into a white-clad girl.

She stood quietly on the high place, waiting patiently...

A moment later, a dark, demonic cloud surged into the sky.

The demonic cloud dissipated, transforming into a gigantic, fat boar-man.

His eyes were bloodshot, he stood like a human, his thick black mane was surrounded by swirling demonic clouds, and a legion of boarmen stood at his feet.

These boar-men are not masked humans, but truly have boar heads, and each of them exudes a wild and fierce aura.

Two gods facing off!

An atmosphere of desolation permeated the entire Death Valley.

Below the high platform, the empty and desolate valley floor suddenly cracked open with ravines, and a golden light surged from the center of the ravines, exuding an astonishing aura.

The white-clad girl's lower abdomen trembled slightly, and a powerful voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "This game is called 'Lotus Stealing from the Ravine'."

The black boar demon king opened his mouth slightly, his voice like rolling thunder: "The Golden Lotus of Earthly Emergence is still buried deep underground, and has not yet broken through the soil to bloom. Each of us will send five warriors to enter the five crisscrossing ravines around the valley and proceed towards the center of the valley."

"They fought and killed each other along the way, blocking their opponents' progress without any rules or methods."

"The first person to reach the lotus root in the center of the valley can stay there and guard it."

"If one side firmly holds the center point and holds out until the Golden Lotus bursts through the soil and blooms in the world, that side will have won a complete victory! The ownership of the divine object will be decided immediately, and the losing side will perish in the Valley of Death!"