Journey to the West: Deer Power Immortal, Starting from Becoming a Disciple of the Supreme Lord Tais

Golden light fell on the valley, revealing a tall figure.

Clad in golden armor and wearing a golden crown, it was none other than the King of Inspiration!

At this moment, he was carrying two figures in his hands, none other than Hu Li and Yang Li!

"Third brother, run! This bastard is after..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Great King of Inspiration flicked his finger, and a golden light sealed the mouth of the Great Immortal Tiger Power, rendering him unable to utter a sound.

Yangli Daxian weakly raised his head and looked at Lu Qingxuan with some guilt.

King Linggan threw Huli and Yangli to the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at Lu Qingxuan, and said coldly, "Lu Qingxuan, we meet again."

Lu Qingxuan's expression darkened slightly. His worst fears had come true. He immediately took a deep breath and said, "Release my brother, and I will fight you."

The King of Inspiration sneered, "Release him? Lu Qingxuan, you don't seem to be in a position to negotiate with me right now."

"What do you want?" Lu Qingxuan asked.

The Great King of Inspiration's eyes flashed with cold light as he said, "It's very simple. Put down your sword, put away your alchemy furnace, seal your cultivation, and I will release these two pieces of trash."

Upon hearing this, the Great Immortal Yang Li suddenly raised his head and shook his head frantically.

Tiger Power Immortal glared with eyes as big as copper bells, making muffled noises, as if he wanted to rush up and tear Inspiration King apart.

"So noisy!"

King Linggan raised his hand and shot out two golden beams of light that landed on the two demons, Huli and Yangli. Then he looked at Lu Qingxuan and said, "My patience is limited. Make a decision quickly, or I can't guarantee that I won't take action."

Lu Qingxuan remained silent for a moment, then plunged his longsword into the ground and withdrew his magical power.

However, just when everyone thought Lu Qingxuan was about to surrender, the alchemy furnace in mid-air suddenly emitted a powerful suction force.

King Linggan's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected Lu Qingxuan to pull this stunt.

He waved his hand, sending a golden light towards the alchemy furnace in an attempt to stop it.

But Lu Qingxuan was prepared. He raised his longsword and attacked from behind, colliding with the golden light.

boom!

The golden and blue light exploded simultaneously, and the shockwaves spread out, lifting the rubble on the ground several meters high.

The attack of the Inspiration King was neutralized, and the suction force of the alchemy furnace had already enveloped Tiger Force and Sheep Force.

The two demons felt their bodies lighten, as if lifted by a gentle force and flying towards the alchemy furnace.

"You're courting death!" King Linggan roared, his five fingers forming claws as he grabbed at the air.

A giant golden hand appeared out of thin air and reached out to grab the alchemy furnace.

The golden palm was about ten feet in diameter, with five fingers like pillars, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression; it could crush even a small mountain with a single blow.

Lu Qingxuan stepped on the breeze, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he headed towards the golden palm.

The longsword shone brightly with a blue light, and with a surge of sword energy, it unleashed a powerful slash.

Boom!

The deafening roar shook the heavens, and cracks appeared in the rock walls on both sides of the valley, with rubble falling like raindrops.

This brief interval gave the alchemy furnace enough time.

With a flash of purple light, the two demons, Tiger Power and Sheep Power, were taken into the alchemy furnace. The furnace lid closed automatically, and they quickly escaped.

King Inspiration stared at the empty ground, his face turning ashen.

Although those two good-for-nothings were insignificant, they were his only bargaining chip in controlling Lu Qingxuan. Now that his chips were gone, he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.

"Good, very good!"

The King of Inspiration's voice was icy: "Lu Qingxuan, you are far more cunning than I imagined."

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Inspiration took out a nine-petaled red copper hammer. The hammer was crimson red, and the nine lotus petals shone brightly in the sunlight, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Today I'll show you what a difference truly is!"

The wind arrives before the hammer!

The golden phoenix that was stirred up by that hammer blow was like a hurricane passing through, sweeping up the gravel and mud in the valley and blotting out the sky.

Lu Qingxuan's robes fluttered in the wind, and his long hair danced in the air, but his body remained completely still.

Sword drawn!

The sword transformed into a streak of blue light, rising from below to meet the red copper hammer.

When the sword and hammer clashed, there was no loud bang as expected, only a dull hum.

In mid-air, blue and red light intertwined, exploding into a dazzling ball of light in the valley.

Even though the Black Cloud King and the Snake Demon hid behind the boulder, they were still thrown to the ground by the shockwave and rolled countless times before finally stopping.

The Fox King was already injured, and when it was hit by the shockwave, it screamed and crashed into the rock wall, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

The sphere of light dissipated, leaving the valley in a state of chaos.

Lu Qingxuan stood there, his long sword humming in his hand, yet he could still control it.

In contrast, King Linggan held his nine-petaled red copper hammer in front of him, the red light on the hammer still bright, but the hand holding the hammer was trembling slightly.

I haven't seen this guy for just a few days, and he's gotten so much stronger!

The Great King of Inspiration, refusing to believe in evil, charged forward again and engaged Lu Qingxuan in battle.

The longsword and the copper hammer clashed repeatedly, scattering sword energy and ravaging the valley beyond recognition.

"They do have some tricks up their sleeves."

The King of Inspiration raised his nine-petaled red copper hammer. The red light from the hammer merged with the golden light on his body, transforming into a bright red pillar of light that shot into the sky and pierced a large hole in the clouds.

"If you can withstand this blow, I'll turn and leave; if not, then it's your fate!"

Lu Qingxuan didn't speak, but simply held his long sword horizontally in front of him.

The next moment, the King of Inspiration moved.

This hammer blow was completely different from the previous ones. The previous blows were thunderous, earth-shattering, and domineering.

This hammer blow was silent, without even a breath.

A golden-red beam of light surged from the hammer, like a piece of silk, and floated lightly toward Lu Qingxuan.

This is the truly terrifying place.

When power reaches a certain level, no external manifestation is needed.

The real killer move is always silent.

At the same time, Lu Qingxuan drew his longsword, which transformed into a streak of azure light. Instead of heading towards the silk ribbon, it pierced directly towards the brow of the Great King Linggan.

He didn't take the blow. He knew he was no match for the King of Inspiration in terms of sheer strength, but he was betting that the King of Inspiration was more afraid of death than he was.

Seeing that Lu Qingxuan didn't care about his attack at all, King Linggan's expression changed.

He hadn't expected Lu Qingxuan to be so resolute, offering no defense whatsoever and directly trading his life for another.

If he were to strike with that hammer, Lu Qingxuan would certainly be either killed or seriously injured, but Lu Qingxuan's sword would also pierce through his brow.

The King of Inspiration immediately made his choice: sheathed his hammer and blocked!

The nine-petaled red copper hammer was held horizontally in front of him, blocking the tip of the sword.

The sword tip struck the bronze hammer, producing a sharp metallic scraping sound and sending sparks flying.

The Inspiration King was pushed back several feet by the impact, his legs carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Lu Qingxuan was also pushed backward by the recoil, and tumbled several times in the air before regaining his balance.

Without hesitation, taking advantage of Linggan Dawang's unstable mind, Lu Qingxuan raised his hand and released Hu Li and Yang Li from the alchemy furnace, urging the furnace to draw them towards Linggan Dawang.

"How dare you!"

The Great King of Inspiration was greatly alarmed and raised his hand to unleash a golden light, intending to smash the alchemy furnace down from mid-air.

But how could Lu Qingxuan give him that chance? He continuously poured his magical power into the alchemy furnace, taking in the golden light along with it.

However, just as the Great King of Inspiration was about to be sucked into the alchemy furnace, a voice rang out from the horizon.

"Hold your hand..."