Chaos Spirit Field

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes, winter comes and goes, the seasons change, but the battle between Yuan Hong and the golden-winged Roc never stops.

Zhao Shanhe narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself: Eighty-one long years have passed since I set out from the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now, it's time to conclude this journey westward. Everything must have a beginning and an end. I must finally bring my own Journey to the West to a successful conclusion.

With a flash of strange light, the mysterious formation that had enveloped the surroundings suddenly dissipated. Seeing this, the Golden-Winged Roc, knowing something was amiss, quickly unleashed its unique magical power—the ability to soar thousands of miles—in an attempt to escape. Unfortunately, no matter how hard it struggled, it remained stuck in the mire, unable to move an inch.

The golden-winged Roc's face was filled with fear, and it trembled as it begged for mercy, "Master Xuanzang, I am the guardian beast of the Western Religion. Please have mercy and spare my life. As the saying goes, 'Leave a way out for others, so that we can meet again in the future.'"

Zhao Shanhe's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He replied softly, "Xuanzang has long since become a thing of the past. Now, standing here is only an ordinary mortal—Zhao Shanhe. I want to seek justice for the over one million mortals of Lion Camel City. Look at your plump flesh. It will surely be delicious when grilled."

Hearing this, the golden-winged Roc couldn't help but tremble with fear, and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "Zhao Shanhe, you actually want to eat me?"

Zhao Shanhe remained calm and replied righteously, "When you devoured humans wantonly, you should have expected this fate. As the saying goes, good and evil will eventually be rewarded; it's not that there is no retribution, it's just that the time has not come. Even Demon Master Kunpeng couldn't escape my grasp, let alone you? It's best to give up your pointless resistance and simply serve as my food. Don't worry, with my superb cooking skills, I will surely cook your fine meat to perfection and will not let your essence go to waste. Alas, it seems you are of little value in the eyes of that person in the Great Leiyin Temple. I hope that in your next life you will be compassionate, do more good deeds, wash away the sins of this life, and rest in peace."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden-Winged Peng bird's head tilted and died silently. Zhao Shanhe collected its body. Yuan Hong said, "Master, I have embarrassed you."

Zhao Shanhe said calmly, "The journey west has concluded. From now on, there is no Xuanzang in the world, only Zhao Shanhe. The fate between you and me as master and disciple has come to an end. You can decide for yourself where to go next."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Shisi woke up from his drowsiness and said, "Master, Xiao Shisi will not go anywhere and will always follow you."

Zhao Shanhe said coldly, "Long Shisi, are you still going to keep monitoring me? Don't force me to turn against you. Get out of here."

Long Shisi's eyes widened, his mouth gaping, but no sound escaped. Though he had been sent by Nuwa, he had never betrayed anyone. He kowtowed three times to Zhao Shanhe and declared, "Master, I will cultivate diligently and fight alongside you."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

Yuan Hong, who was standing aside, looked at Zhao Shanhe with a determined face and said loudly: "Master, whether you accept me as your disciple or not, I am willing to follow you to the Great Leiyin Temple!" His tone was sonorous and powerful, full of determination.

Zhao Shanhe remained composed and responded calmly, "You can do as you please." His words revealed an otherworldly and unrestrained attitude.

Inside the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven, the Tathagata Buddha sat upon a lotus throne, his appearance solemn and majestic. His gaze, like a torch, fixed upon the person before him. He gently asked, "What brings you here?" His voice seemed to pierce the void, stirring the heart.

Zhao Shanhe showed no fear at all. He held his head high and answered righteously, "I have come here to seek an explanation for the millions of innocent souls in Lion City, and also to seek justice for myself! 'Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs; saints are unkind and treat the people as straw dogs.' Today, I, a straw dog, want to kill the saint!" His words were like thunder, deafening.

The Buddha's face remained calm as water, and he slowly said, "I am just the incarnation of that man. If you want revenge, you should go to him." There seemed to be a hint of helplessness and regret in his words.

However, Zhao Shanhe's lips curled up slightly, revealing a scornful smile as he retorted, "We must proceed step by step, from the simple to the complex. I'll use you as a training ground first, and once I've mastered my skills, I'll go find the real owner and settle the score!"

Seeing this, Tathagata Buddha frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "You are a little too arrogant."

Facing the Buddha's rebuke, Zhao Shanhe didn't flinch. Instead, he straightened his body and shouted, "I have the capital to be arrogant!" For a moment, the atmosphere in the Great Leiyin Temple reached extreme tension. It seemed that a shocking battle was about to break out...

The Tathagata Buddha said, "Zhao Shanhe, you are a genius. I know I am no match for you. Saints should not be deceived. Have you ever considered the consequences?"

Zhao Shanhe said with a smile, "Does the Saint dare to kill me? A mad woman is very scary. She can do anything."

The Tathagata Buddha was speechless. He said, "Zhao Shanhe, you are truly shameless."

Zhao Shanhe jokingly said, "Compared to Master Tongtian, I'm far behind. No other saint has ever reached his level."

The Tathagata Buddha said: "Which saint is not shameless?"

Zhao Shanhe replied, "That's true. Let's see what happens. Yuan Hong, if you don't return to your position, when will you?"

Yuan Hong said in surprise: "Zhao Shanhe, how did you discover me?"

Zhao Shanhe said, "It's hard for you to call me Master all the way and accompany me through such a long performance. At first, I thought the person hiding beside me was Juanlian, but later I realized it wasn't just Juanlian, but you as well."

Yuan Hong said: "Why can't it be Tianpeng?"

Zhao Shanhe quipped, "No saint would want to be transformed into a pig. I wasn't sure at first, until you refused to kill the golden-winged Roc. I was finally certain."

Yuan Hong said: "The Golden Winged Peng Bird is stronger than me, so it's normal that I can't defeat it."

Zhao Shanhe said, "Tian Peng's strength is comparable to Bai Xiang's, perhaps even slightly inferior. He fought with his last breath remaining, yet he won. You're as strong as the Golden-Winged Dapeng Bird, and with Juanlian, why don't you dare fight to the death? Isn't that just admitting your guilt?"

Yuan Hong said, "Zhao Shanhe, you still had a chance to win, but unfortunately you talked too much."

Zhao Shanhe said, "You're really overestimating your own abilities by trying to use formations in front of me."