I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Li Chen put the Hibiscus Fairy back into the pet backpack, because this "pet" was his most important trump card. Of course, it had to be kept until the critical moment to play its value. Then he began to head towards the final decisive battle place, Weiyang Palace.

The road leading to the Weiyang Palace was deserted. Li Chen, clutching the Jiutian Staff tightly in his hand, slowly made his way to the palace. There were no royal guards at the gate, only bloodied corpses, their heads chopped off with knives. The bodies bore bite marks, a horrifying sight.

"Oh God! Save us! Save Chang'an!"

A faint cry for help caught Li Chen's attention. He walked towards the source of the sound. The one who made the sound was a scarred and dying palace maid.

"Fairy Hibiscus! Hurry and save them!"

Li Chen summoned the Hibiscus Fairy to immediately treat the palace maid's injuries. The Hibiscus Fairy appeared behind Li Chen, transformed her hands into vines, and stretched them towards the injured palace maid's hands to take his pulse.

"Master, he can't be saved now. His meridians are broken everywhere in his body. He is dying and there is no way to save him!"

After hearing the answer from the Hibiscus Fairy, Li Chen shook his head helplessly. But the palace maid hugged Li Chen's thigh. Li Chen squatted down, wanting to listen to the palace maid's last words.

"Hurry, go to Weiyang Palace and rescue the Emperor!"

The palace servant spoke these words intermittently before he died in intense pain. His eyes were wide open, staring at Li Chen in front of him, his eyes filled with tears.

Li Chen gently closed his wide-open eyes with his hands and said, "After I eliminate the Ancestral Witch of Gold, I will come to bury your body!"

Li Chen finished speaking and quickly ran towards the Weiyang Palace. He didn't utter a single word the entire way. Although it was spring in Chang'an, the chill of autumn winds filled the air. After running for a while, a magnificent palace with the plaque reading "Weiyang Palace" appeared before his eyes. A faint, pungent, fishy smell wafted through the air.

Li Chen arrived at the gate of Weiyang Palace. The stench was even stronger. Countless palace servants tried their best to run out of the palace, but the demon soldiers behind them raised their bows and arrows and shot at them. The cries of men and women filled the entire gate of Weiyang Palace.

"Flame Flash!"

When Li Chen heard the sound of demons slaughtering people, he suddenly felt furious. The moment he said the three words "Flame Flash", Li Chen's body turned into a ball of blazing flame and rushed directly towards the group of demon soldiers. The demon soldiers were extremely panicked when they saw that someone dared to attack them, and they shot arrows at Li Chen!

"Be careful!" an old man shouted at Li Chen.

The arrows shot towards Li Chen, but Li Chen did not dodge, and they were about to hit Li Chen's body! Seeing that Li Chen was about to be shot to death by the arrows, the demons laughed harshly. Many palace people knelt on the ground, closed their eyes, and could not bear to watch any longer!

But the next scene made them unable to laugh anymore. The fire of hope in the hearts of the palace people was ignited once again! The countless arrows seemed to touch an intangible object and directly penetrated Li Chen's body, but Li Chen's body was not damaged at all!

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Li Chen quickly arrived behind the group of demon soldiers and completely shattered their bows with just one blow of his stick! Immediately afterwards, Li Chen raised his Jutian Stick and struck hard at the murderous demons. The demon soldiers, whose bows had been shattered, had no strength to resist Li Chen's attack and were beaten to death by him!

The demon soldiers holding swords and guns finally came to their senses from their shock. When they saw their companions being killed by Li Chen, they were immediately furious and rushed towards Li Chen with their swords and guns raised.

Li Chen was not afraid at all. He just released a fire storm. Countless flames exploded around Li Chen. All the demon soldiers who rushed forward were almost forced back by the powerful force of the fire storm!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill him!"

The demon soldiers roared, raising their weapons once more and charging towards Li Chen from all directions. The demon soldiers, each holding a machete, leaped into the air. The combined force of their own hands, their own weight, and the gravity exerted by the heavy blow from high above created a formidable force. There were already thirty of them within the Weiyang Palace. If Li Chen were to withstand the combined might of all thirty demon soldiers, he would be chopped into a pulp!

The demon soldiers holding spears on both sides quickly stood in a line, and the demon soldiers behind followed closely behind, forming a charging battle formation. They continued to walk in unison towards Li Chen, holding their sharp spears high in their hands, and they were getting closer and closer to Li Chen!

The hopes that had just ignited in many palace servants were instantly turned to despair. When the demon soldiers arrived in Chang'an, the army defending the city used this formation to fight against them. Initially, the army won battle after battle, but was defeated by three extremely terrifying demons. Not only were the entire army guarding Chang'an annihilated, but they all became a delicacy in the demons' mouths.

"No!"

A palace servant cried out in despair, but the scene before him immediately dropped his jaw. Li Chen used the Jiutian Stick to withstand the downward blows from the demon soldiers!

"Kill!"

The demon soldiers with guns roared and charged at Li Chen, their sharp spear tips about to pierce his body! But Li Chen remained calm. An extremely scorching heat stream formed around him, sending all the demon soldiers flying!

"In the face of the demon soldiers' absolute strength, all tactics and techniques are nothing but empty talk!"

Li Chen looked at the mob in front of him, one by one, lying on the ground and unable to get up, and couldn't help laughing! As he said that, he was about to step forward and finish off all these demon soldiers!

An old and majestic voice came from the depths of Weiyang Palace: "Really? Little boy! Don't be happy too soon!" An extremely powerful pressure emanated from the air. In an instant, Li Chen was overwhelmed by this pressure and couldn't breathe. He half-knelt on the ground.

Chang'an City, originally a city of warm spring breeze, suddenly became overcast with dark clouds and a bleak autumn wind. Amidst the bleak clouds, a gigantic figure loomed. That figure was extremely tall, burly, and majestic! He was about a thousand feet tall. Not to mention Li Chen, even the entire Chang'an City was just a drop in the ocean in front of him.

He had the face of a tiger and the body of a tiger, clad in golden armor with wings growing from his scapula. A small green snake spitted out its core from his left ear. Dragon roars echoed in the air, captivating everyone! Beside him were two giant golden dragons!

He is Wu Rushou, the ancestor of gold in the West!