I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Just as the long sword in the hands of the prince's ghost was about to pierce Li Shimin's chest, a magic staff suddenly flew in from outside and accurately hit the long sword in the hands of the prince's ghost, knocking it away. The prince's ghost felt a numbness in his hands, and was startled. He quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the magic staff.

"How did you get here so quickly?" The prince's ghost looked at Li Chen, a look of horror on his face, and asked in a trembling voice. He knew Li Chen's strength very well, and now that he was facing him head-on, there was no way back.

"Hmph, how difficult is that? With my level of cultivation, those demons and monsters you summoned couldn't withstand my protective divine light and were instantly liberated!" Li Chen responded coldly, his tone revealing both confidence and disdain. He had come a long way, through countless hardships and endured many frustrating battles. Now, at last, it was his turn to hold his head high!

"It seems that I still underestimated your strength, but I will never sit and wait for death! If you give way, I can keep you safe; but if you insist on stopping me, I will kill you first, and then take Li Shimin's life!" The prince's ghost threatened with gritted teeth, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Really? Then you can give it a try!"

Li Chen sneered, his tone filled with disdain and mockery. This little wronged ghost was so ignorant that he dared to speak so arrogantly in front of him. You know, even the five powerful ancestors of witches were defeated by him, let alone a mere insignificant little ghost?

The prince's ghost wasn't frightened by Li Chen's words. Instead, a glint of anger flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! Don't be so arrogant! Today, I'll show you how powerful I am!" With that, he waved his hand and recalled his sword.

Seeing this, Li Chen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a scornful smile. He rubbed his hands together, instantly transforming the demon-subduing staff into an incredibly sharp spear. Then, he stabbed the prince's spirit mercilessly!

Seeing Li Chen's aggressive approach, the prince's ghost dared not delay and quickly used the invisibility technique to gradually hide his figure. However, Li Chen was extremely fast, and after his shot missed, he immediately realized that the situation was not good.

However, Li Chen did not panic, but quickly calmed down. He remembered that he had faced a similar situation before, so he had an idea and used the sharp edge of his spear as a mirror, operating his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils to carefully observe the movements around him.

Sure enough, through the reflection of the sharp blade and the observation of his piercing eyes, Li Chen discovered that the prince's ghost was quietly circling behind him. He laughed in his heart, thinking that the prince's ghost's tricks were really old-fashioned!

Li Chen was no stranger to the Prince's ghost's move. If he used the Thunder Demonic Art in this situation, he could quickly eliminate the Prince's ghost. However, the problem was that the Thunder Demonic Art was Xiao Bailong's ultimate move, and its power was immense. If used here, Emperor Taizong's palace would likely suffer heavy damage, perhaps even be demolished!

Behind Li Chen, the figure of the deceased prince began to gradually become clearer! He approached Li Chen step by step! He raised the long sword in his hand, with a cautious smile on his face, and slashed at Li Chen heavily.

Just when his body was still a few steps away from Li Chen, Li Chen suddenly turned around, and the spear in his hand, mixed with the power of thunder and lightning, swept across his body at an extremely fast speed, knocking him back!

"You! You bastard!" The prince's ghost roared angrily. He didn't expect that his carefully planned sneak attack would be so easily discovered by Li Chen.

Li Chen smiled coldly: "Hmph, do you think I don't know your plan? Let me tell you, I'm not that easy to bully!" As he spoke, the spear in his hand danced again, and the tip of the spear flashed with dazzling lightning.

Seeing this, the Prince's ghost's face darkened. He knew he could no longer underestimate his opponent and had to go all out to defeat Li Chen. So, he swung his sword and engaged Li Chen in a fierce battle.

The two exchanged blows, sword shadows and spear flashes intertwining, creating a series of resounding clashes. The entire palace of Emperor Taizong of Tang trembled, as if ready to collapse at any moment. Meanwhile, Emperor Taizong was hiding nearby, nervously watching the fierce battle. They silently prayed that Li Chen could quickly defeat the prince's spirit and protect the palace.

After a few rounds, Li Chen once again seized a flaw in the Prince's ghost. His eyes became sharp, and the spear in his hand thrust out like lightning. As he moved, a powerful force of thunder and lightning was injected into the spear, instantly hitting the Prince's ghost's weak spot.

The prince's spirit let out a shrill scream as he was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground. A deep wound appeared on his body, and black mist continued to flow from the wound, clearly severely injured. However, he did not give up and continued to struggle to stand up.

The prince's ghost glared at Li Chen fiercely, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. At this point, Li Chen's strength far surpassed his, even surpassing his own imagination. The power of the five great witch ancestors' spirits, in particular, gave Li Chen even more power. Even without weapons, the strength of his bare hands was enough to tear him to pieces.

The prince's spirit lay on the ground, his expression agonized. He glared at Li Shimin with gnashing teeth, his heart filled with anger and hatred. The scene before him seemed like a throwback to the Xuanwu Gate Incident, when he had been similarly utterly humiliated and ultimately died with hatred. Now, history seemed to be repeating itself, and this time, he was once again the loser.

He had originally thought that the chaos in the underworld would allow him to return to the human world and avenge his previous defeat, but he had not expected that what awaited him was another crushing defeat. This feeling of defeat was difficult for him to accept, and his anger grew stronger, and he felt unwilling to accept it.

"I'll fight you!"

The prince's ghost let out a deafening roar, and then a faint blue flame began to burn on his body. The faint blue flame burned fiercely, as if to devour everything. His, his body began to burn with a faint blue flame.

The flames burned fiercely, as if to devour his body. He was actually burning his own soul for revenge! Once a person's soul dissipated, it meant that the underworld would not accept their soul, and they would never be able to reincarnate!

"Li Chen, what is he going to do? Why do I feel like he's in pain?"

Li Shimin looked at the scene in front of him with a trace of confusion on his face. He didn't understand what Li Jiancheng was doing. When he saw this scene just now, he didn't know why he felt an inexplicable heartache!

"Your Majesty, he's going to burn his own soul! Once a person's soul is completely burned, it means they completely lose the chance of reincarnation and disappear from this world forever!"

Li Chen explained, a glint of pity in his eyes. Li Jiancheng's soul was constantly burning, the dark blue flames growing stronger and stronger, as if to consume his anger and hatred.

"I see……"

Li Shimin sighed softly, a complex wave of emotions welling up in his heart. He hadn't expected Li Jiancheng to be so determined, even willing to give up his own chance at reincarnation to avenge the blood feud of the past. Perhaps this was fate...