Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 636 Sword Immortal, Dragon God, Medicine King, Flood Dragon Demon...

Poetry:

"The waves of the Western Sea surge to the sky, where dragon immortals battle amidst rising clouds and smoke. Do not assume that all mystical sects are righteous paths; in a large forest, you can find anything."

"Those who wear fur and horns are demons? The Dragon Court also has its own unyielding words. Their proud spirit shines as bright as the sun and moon; how can the immortal path be allowed to trample on their dignity?"

Now, on the Western Sea...

Dark clouds rolled in, and lightning flashed.

A pure white sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, cut through the sky and instantly arrived in front of Ao Moang!

Before the sword even touched the body, the pure Yang sword energy, so powerful and yang that it could cleanse the universe, already made it difficult for the person to breathe.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

"Clang, clang, clang!"

……

Lu Dongbin, dressed in a green robe, stood tall in the void, his hands forming a sword incantation. The ancient longsword behind him was now in his hand, its blade humming, clear and resonant, as if it wanted to drink dragon's blood!

"Well done!"

Ao Moang dared not be negligent. He flicked his golden spear, creating a myriad of spear flowers, to meet the blazing pure yang sword energy.

For a while.

Lü Dongbin and Ao Moang were locked in a fierce battle.

Both sides displayed their formidable prowess, making it a truly fierce battle!

One is a Taoist sword immortal of pure yang, whose sword light shakes the heavens and earth, intending to display the supreme magic of the Xuanmen sect and subdue the evil dragon to prove his prestige!

One is the Crown Prince of the Western Sea True Dragon, whose golden divine sword shines with a chilling light, stirring up thousands of snow waves and ice, a source of eternal hatred for the Snow Dragon Clan.

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It is said that the sword in Lü Dongbin's hand is named "Pure Yang Sword" and has an extraordinary origin.

This sword was originally the companion innate spiritual treasure of the innate holy Dongwanggong. Its sharpness was unstoppable. Dongwanggong once used it to compete for the throne with Donghuang Taiyi and the demon emperor Dijun. The sword challenged the Chaos Bell, shaking the prehistoric world.

Later, this sword accompanied Emperor Donghua in challenging the Buddha, but was shattered by the Buddha with the Seven Treasures Tree.

The Seven Treasures Tree is a supreme treasure of the Western Sect. With its swaying branches and leaves, it can sweep away all things in the world. It once shattered the sword that Tongtian Sect Leader carried with him, and even the Pure Yang Sword could not escape the fate of being broken.

Later, the Pure Yang Sword was reforged by Laozi in the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

After being reforged in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the Pure Yang Sword still retained its sharpness, but its foundation was vastly different from when it was wielded by the Eastern King of the Primordial Era or when it was under the control of the Eastern Emperor of the Overseas Regions.

Even so, it remains a formidable weapon.

But see that:
The Pure Yang Sword shone brightly, its chilling aura reaching the heavens.

As Lü Dongbin danced with his sword, the sword light was like a bolt of lightning, like the Milky Way pouring down, carrying the magnificent majesty of the former Eastern King Duke who ruled over the male immortals of the primordial world, and went straight for Ao Moang's head.

The golden spear, imposing and majestic, roared like a dragon, shaking the vast ocean.

As Ao Moang raised his spear to meet the attack, the spear's shadow moved like a swimming dragon, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, embodying the boundless resentment of the dragon race's unyielding bloodline for thousands of years, aiming straight for Lü Dongbin's heart.

The golden spear in Ao Moang's hand is also a divine weapon passed down through generations of the West Sea Dragon Palace. It was made from the essence of the cold iron that had been frozen at the bottom of the sea for thousands of years, supplemented by the secret methods of the dragon race, and repeatedly tempered by dragon flames and the water of the West Sea for thousands of years.

The spear is coiled with dragon patterns, and the spearhead resembles a dragon spitting its tongue. It contains the vast water element and fierce killing aura of the Western Sea Dragon Clan, making it a treasure for calming the sea and stabilizing the waves.

Every thrust and flick contained the power to shatter mountains and split seas!

The two then engaged in combat.

Lü Dongbin's swordplay was light and agile, unpredictable and mysterious. When he used the move "Pure Yang Sun Shining," the sword light suddenly intensified, as if the sun was hanging high in the sky.

The blazing sword energy raged and tore through the sky like a mad dragon, instantly evaporating all the surrounding moisture in its path, as if it wanted to burn the entire Western Sea to ashes.

Ao Moang's spear thrust was deep and powerful, displaying a bold and unrestrained style. With the move "Xuanming Zhenhai", the spear shadow transformed into a phantom of a ten-thousand-foot-tall ice mountain, carrying boundless cold air and the immense power of a vast ocean, crashing down with a thunderous roar.

The sudden collision of ice and fire produced a sharp, hissing sound.

White mist spread out like a tide, and turbulent energy surged wildly, blasting towering waves hundreds of feet high into the sea below.

Lu Dongbin moved with the sword, transforming into a graceful white rainbow, and used the "Heavenly Escape Sword Technique". His figure appeared in front and then suddenly behind. The sword light was as fine as silk threads, dense and seamless, penetrating every gap, and specifically seeking to stab at the vital points and gaps in the dragon scales around Ao Moang's body.

Ao Mo Ang's dragon body was strong and powerful. His spear moved with his body as he used the "Raging Sea Spear Technique". The spear shadows were layered and overlapping, like the raging waves of a raging sea, dense and impenetrable.

The golden spear, whether pointing, stabbing, striking, or smashing, always uses fierce attacks as defense, breaking through exquisite techniques with its powerful force. The cold light at the spear tip flickers uncertainly, containing supreme power to shatter armor and soul, forcing even Lü Dongbin's sword light to dare not easily confront its sharpness.

Lü Dongbin and Ao Moang tumbled and rolled, their spears and swords clashing, fighting fiercely for more than ten rounds without a clear victor.

Sword energy and spear light stirred up the Western Sea, darkening the sky and obscuring the sun and moon.

It was truly a battle of equals, a clash of titans; the intensity of this match was truly rare.

"it is good!"

"color!"

……

The onlookers, both immortals and aquatic creatures, were mesmerized, their cheers and exclamations rising and falling in a continuous stream.

What a fierce battle!
Lü Dongbin and Ao Moang each displayed their ferocity, and the two engaged in a fierce battle in the air.

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Now, Lu Dongbin's innate pure yang energy has now passed through three lifetimes.

In the first life, when heaven and earth were first created, there was a primordial holy being, the Eastern King Duke, who was the head of the male immortals in the primordial world and in charge of the Pure Yang Great Dao.

"Dongwanggong" was the "leader of all male immortals in the primordial world," who led all male immortals in the primordial world, initially established the Heavenly Court, and competed for the throne with Donghuang Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Dijun, ultimately leading to his demise.

The Eastern King Duke is probably on par with other primordial deities such as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Western Queen Mother, and the Demon Master Kunpeng.

Later, a wisp of Dongwanggong's true spirit remained, and he was reborn as the Donghua Emperor, the foremost wandering immortal overseas.

In his second life, the "Great Emperor of the East" ruled over the three islands and ten continents, and was the "leader of the scattered immortals overseas" and the "number one immortal of the misty clouds".

The Great Emperor Donghua is probably on par with, or even surpasses, Doumu Yuanjun, the Four Emperors of Heaven, and the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Mount Ling.

Unfortunately, when the Eastern Emperor was vying for the throne with the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor invited the Buddha of the Western Paradise to subdue the Eastern Emperor.

Metal in the west restrains Wood in the east.

The Seven Treasures Tree is a magical artifact that can counter sword-type weapons.

The Eastern Emperor was ultimately defeated by the Buddha of the Western Paradise, and a wisp of pure Yang energy was reincarnated as Lü Dongbin.

In the mythological world, the innate gods are the strongest, and each subsequent generation is weaker than the last.

In his third life, although Lü Dongbin wielded the Chunyang Sword and inherited the legacy of the Great Emperor Donghua, his strength was naturally far inferior to that of the Great Emperor Donghua.

However, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

After all, the Eastern King Duke once fought against the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Eastern Emperor once fought against the Buddha.

Lü Dongbin inherited the legacy of the Eastern King Duke and the Eastern Emperor, so he was no weaker.

……

Lü Dongbin fought Ao Moang.

When the spear comes, the sword blocks; when the sword goes, the spear meets it.

The two fought for more than twenty rounds, with neither gaining the upper hand.

Lü Dongbin was anxious and thought to himself:

"This Ao Moang is incredibly powerful and skilled with a spear. He is indeed a direct descendant of the Dragon Clan. He is worthy of being a hero throughout the four seas. He is truly remarkable!"

"A prolonged battle may lead to unforeseen circumstances; we must unleash our true abilities!"

Ao Moang thought to himself:

"This Taoist priest wields an extraordinary sword, and his swordsmanship is masterful. If I cannot defeat him, how can I uphold the imperial authority and avenge my previous humiliation?"

The battle was at its most intense.

Seeing an opening, Lü Dongbin raised the Chunyang Sword to the air and shouted:

"disease!"

With a "humming" sound, the sword transformed into a hundred-foot-long blazing white sword rainbow, carrying the force to split the heavens and earth, tearing through the clouds and mist, and slashing straight down!

This is the "Pure Yang Opening Heaven Style," whose power is unparalleled.

Seeing this, Ao Moang remained calm and composed. He held his Zhanjin Spear horizontally, his dragon energy surging around him. The dragon patterns on the spear seemed to come alive and roared, transforming into a hundred-zhang golden light, resembling an angry dragon emerging from the sea, directly clashing with the sword rainbow!
He shouted:
"Well done! Behold my 'Dragon Soaring Over the Vast Ocean'!"

"boom--!!!"

Where spears and swords clashed, the clanging sound was deafening, and countless golden sparks flew out!

It was so bright it was hard to open one's eyes!
In an instant, an overwhelming and visible circular shockwave suddenly spread outwards from the point of impact in all directions, with unstoppable force!

The poor, less skilled Taoist immortals and elite soldiers of the Western Sea aquatic tribes who were closer in the way were instantly tossed about like tattered cotton in the wind, swaying and staggering.

Countless people suffered broken bones and severed tendons, and many vomited blood. Cries of agony filled the air, and blood stained the waves.

It is:

When immortals fight, even the fish in the pond suffer; scattered immortals and water soldiers are all driven away.

Guns and swords clashed, darkening the heavens and earth; waves of blood surged, and even ghosts and gods cried out!

This was like a spark splashing into a hot oil pan, and the suppressed killing intent exploded!
For a while.

A murderous aura filled the air, soaring straight to the heavens. The eyes of both sides were bloodshot, and the blood and courage in their hearts were completely ignited by this earth-shattering blow!
The Taoists were filled with grief and indignation upon witnessing the tragic death of their fellow disciples.

The aquatic soldiers were consumed by rage at the sight of their fallen comrades. A new hatred was added to the already deep-seated blood feud!

Since both sides have signed a life-or-death agreement, their fates are now in the hands of destiny, and there is no need for further discussion.

Seeing that Lü Dongbin had already clashed with Ao Moang and entangled this formidable enemy, Li Xuan completely abandoned all pretense and shouted:
"Fellow Daoists! Now is the time to vanquish demons and protect our Daoist lineage!"

"The Eight Immortals have manifested their divine power, annihilating the Dragon Palace! Kill!"

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

Say it.

Li Xuan suddenly exhaled a breath of vital energy onto the "poisonous feather gourd" hanging at his waist with a "poof".

Then, he made a hand seal and gently tossed the gourd of poisoned feathers into the air.

Li Xuan was a direct disciple of Laozi and possessed many magical treasures.

His gourd magic weapon is especially famous.

One of the gourds is called the "Medicine King Gourd" or "Ten Thousand Life Gourd". It contains the universe and can store all things. It can also be used as a mount. It has many functions and endless uses.

Secondly, it is called "Green Bag Gourd", which contains spiritual medicine, used to heal the sick and wounded, and control life.

Thirdly, there is the "Poison Feather Gourd," which contains a deadly poison and is used to defend against enemies. It is extremely powerful and can kill with a single blow.

It can truly be said that the large gourd controls the universe, while the small gourds each hold sway over life and death, each fulfilling its own duty and displaying its unique abilities.

Purple mist billowed from the gourd's mouth, instantly transforming into thousands of purple venomous snakes, spewing foul venom and hissing as they charged straight at the core of the Dragon Palace water formation!

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An old saying goes:

"Every medicine has some degree of toxicity."

This means that all medicines contain some harmful components, or "toxicity."

Medicine can cure diseases, but it also has side effects. It must be taken with caution and should not be taken casually.

Poison and medicine are inseparable; there's a word called "poison," but poison is also medicine.

The line between medicine and poison is not actually clear.

"Poison" is merely one of the properties of a drug.

In the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, drugs are classified into four categories according to their toxicity: highly toxic, moderately toxic, slightly toxic, and non-toxic. This is the method of classification.

Many poisons, such as snake venom, toad venom, centipede venom, and aconite venom, can be used in medicine to treat diseases and save lives.

Many drugs also contain a certain degree of toxicity. For example, aconite, toad venom, and Sichuan aconite can kill people silently if used improperly.

……

Li Xuan was hailed as the "King of Medicine" because he was skilled at using medicine to save people in times of crisis, and also skilled at using poison to kill people invisibly.

As the old saying goes, "Every medicine has some poison in it," and Li Xuan, the King of Medicine, is now showing his true colors as the King of Poison!

But then, from the mouth of the "Poison Feather Gourd" spewed out a towering purple mist, which, amidst the rising steam, transformed into thousands of purple venomous snakes, spewing foul venom and hissing, rushing straight towards the core of the Dragon Palace Water Formation like a raging tide!
at the same time.

Li Xuan patted the "Medicine King Gourd" beneath his seat, and the gourd responded and moved, transforming into a stream of light.

He rode a gourd, wielding an iron crutch, and charged straight into the enemy ranks.

……

Deep in the Western Sea.

"The Eight Immortals of Taoism..."

The Great Sage Dragon Demon King, holding a long spear, stands tall in the deep sea.

Its gaze was like a torch, piercing through the layers of seawater, as if it could see in the distance Ao Moang fighting against the Eight Immortals of Taoism.

But then he heard a dragon's roar echoing across the western sea, sword energy crisscrossing, tearing at his heartstrings.

The Demon King of the Flood Dragon glared angrily, gritted his teeth, and wished he could rush out immediately to fight alongside Ao Moang and slaughter all the Eight Immortals of the Daoist sect to satisfy his grudge.

At this moment.

The intent of the God-Slaying Spear surged wildly within him, threatening to burst forth from his body and be unleashed.

But his identity is special; he is a wanted criminal by the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court's influence extends throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths.

Once the Demon King Jiao appears, it will inevitably attract the siege of the Heavenly Court. At that time, not only will his own life be in danger, but he may also implicate Ao Moang and the entire West Sea Dragon Clan.

Ao Moang also had other instructions for him.

The Demon King had no choice but to remain still, suppressing the God-Slaying Spear intent in his heart, observing the changes on the battlefield, and waiting for an opportunity to act.

……

At this moment.

Lü Dongbin was locked in combat with Ao Moang.

Li Xuan had already led the charge.

Among the Eight Immortals of Taoism, the remaining six, upon hearing Li Xuan's command, also displayed their supernatural powers, shouted in unison, and led three thousand Taoist immortals to attack like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down.

"Flowers bloom everywhere, purifying the world and subduing demons!"

He Xiangu raised her eyebrows and swiftly raised her slender hand. Her natal Azure Lotus magic treasure shone brightly, growing in the wind and transforming into a thousand-acre lotus platform. Auspicious energy flowed in thousands of strands, and rays of light shone in ten thousand directions. It roared down towards the raging waves, attempting to calm the sea.

This lotus has the miraculous effect of calming the sea and stabilizing the waters.

The Western Sea Navy sailed in on the waves, but was suppressed and its momentum stalled.

The vast and pure power of the lotus flower spread out, attacking the Western Sea army, attempting to break through the enemy formation.

"He Xiangu, we're here to help you!"

Countless plant spirits and female cultivators, enlightened by it, stood on lotus leaves, sprinkling colorful flower rain, which transformed into blades; they also spurred the growth of tough vines to protect the lotus platform, the vines resembling pythons; at the same time, they emitted a vibrant green light that specifically corroded the scales of aquatic creatures.

"Hee hee hee!"

"Myriad flowers transform into blades, swiftly!"

Lan Caihe chuckled coldly and tossed the flower basket into the air.

The exotic flowers and plants in the basket flew out one after another, growing as they went with the wind, transforming into a storm of flying blades and petals, flashing with cold light, like locusts and rain, swirling and howling as they swept through the aquatic army, specifically targeting scales and flesh!
"Sobbing and wailing—the slaughter begins!"

Seeing that his sneak attack had failed, Han Xiangzi decided to stop trying to hide it.

He, Han Xiangzi, held the flute to his lips, his ten fingers flying across the strings.

Invisible sound waves condensed into thousands of semi-transparent sonic blades, cutting through the void and emitting a piercing high-frequency buzzing sound, indiscriminately covering the densely populated areas of the dragon race!

Where the sound waves passed, the seawater trembled into a fine mist, causing blood to flow from the ears and noses of the low-level aquatic creatures, who writhed in agony.

The sound of the flute has an even more captivating effect, causing those with weaker cultivation to become disoriented upon hearing it.

"Ouch, my donkey! Stomp these stinking mudfish from the Western Sea!"

Zhang Guolao chuckled repeatedly, and a stack of yellow paper talismans flew out from his sleeve. In the wind, they transformed into hundreds of divine paper donkeys, their hooves emitting smoke and their mouths spewing flames. They carried Taoist Qi cultivators, forming a sharp arrowhead formation, riding the waves and leaping through the air, charging fiercely towards the left flank of the aquatic tribe! This was his signature skill, "Scattering Paper to Form Soldiers and Spirit Riders"!
among them.

Several paper donkeys let out a loud bray, their bodies swelling to a height of a thousand feet, resembling giant mountains, their hooves shrouded in wind and thunder, as they stomped fiercely towards the Dragon Palace's navy!
This donkey is a manifestation of a talisman, possessing immense strength. With a single stomp, the seawater caves in, and giant waves surge into the sky.

Their target is none other than the throne of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea!
"open!"

Cao Jingxiu was not to be outdone, tossing the flawless white jade tablet in his hand into the air.

The jade tablet grew taller in the wind, instantly transforming into the size of a small mountain!
Surrounded by auspicious clouds and accompanied by celestial music, the board carried the force of thunder and lightning, crashing down on Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, like a meteor from outer space!

This strike contained the mighty power of heaven, and was extremely powerful.

Zhongli Quan stood there with cold eyes, holding the banana leaf fan he had crafted later.

The Banana Leaf Fan was later made by Laozi in the Eight Trigrams Furnace in the Tushita Palace, using the essence of the fire and the wind, and was refined through countless trials.

This fan is incredibly powerful; when used to fan fire, flames soar into the sky; when used to fan wind, a fierce gale arises.

Zhongli Quan was in no hurry to wield the fan; he waited until he spotted the enemy's weakness before launching a thunderous attack.

The fact that he had just sent the little alligator flying with each flap of his fan greatly boosted his confidence.

At this moment, his gaze was like that of a hawk, fixed on the key points of the battlefield, poised to strike at any opportunity.

All of a sudden.

The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each displaying their unique abilities, and their wondrous skills are on full display!

The three thousand Qi cultivators of that sect also displayed their skills. In an instant, flying swords flew like dragons piercing through the clouds, talismans poured down like a torrential rain, magical treasures shone brightly, auspicious colors shone in thousands, thunder roared, and the earth shook.

All sorts of attacks, like a rain of stars, bombarded the aquatic camp.

A divine light and auspicious clouds poured down from the clouds, threatening to completely engulf and crush the entire Western Sea aquatic race!
Three thousand Daoist immortals shouted in unison:

"May the Heavenly Venerable bestow boundless blessings! Subdue demons and monsters, and restore peace to the world!"

"The Tao follows nature, evil spirits retreat, and the world is restored to its righteous energy!"

"You wretched dragon, quickly reveal yourself and be bound! No way out awaits you but death!"

"With a swift stroke of the blade, blood stains the sky! All demons and monsters shall be slain, all monsters shall be killed, without mercy or pity, to restore order to the universe!"

"May the Heavenly Venerable bestow boundless blessings! Subduing dragons and tigers, he has displayed the supreme majesty of our Taoist sect!"

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(End of this chapter)