I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"hateful!"

Li Chen lay powerlessly on the ground, his body covered in hideous scars. Blood oozed from his wounds, staining the ground beneath him red. The power of the Wind Ancestral Shaman was indeed formidable. He was unable to exert any force in the air and could only let the storm rage on, unable to fight back.

The storm was like a merciless force, tightly binding him and plunging him into despair. A strong sense of dizziness hit him, blurring his vision and nearly losing consciousness.

"Hahahahahahaha! Li Chen, let me let you experience the feeling of flying again!" The Wind Ancestral Shaman's wild laughter echoed in the air, as if mocking his helplessness. As his hands once again circulated divine power, an even stronger storm formed under Li Chen's feet.

Instantly, Li Chen's body was swept up ten thousand meters into the air, like a toy of the wind. The tornado violently ravaged his body, sending him spinning back and forth in the storm. Each spin brought a wave of intense dizziness, making his body feel as if it was about to fall apart.

Li Chen gritted his teeth, trying to resist the pain, but the excruciating pain and dizziness prevented him from concentrating. His grip gradually loosened, and the weapon slipped from his grasp, vanishing into the storm. At this moment, he felt his life slipping away, while the Wind Ancestral Shaman's laughter grew louder and louder.

The Wind Ancestor summoned several tornadoes around him, and then he added the surrounding tornadoes together. Now the original tornado was spinning even faster, and Li Chen's pain was further intensified!

"stop!"

Following the Wind Witch's roar, the raging storm instantly stopped, and Li Chen's body, due to inertia, began to fall rapidly towards the ground. At this moment, before Li Chen could even break free from the dizziness, he was faced with another violent collision with the ground.

At this time, he was exhausted and unable to cast any protective spells. His life was in danger! Just as Li Chen closed his eyes and silently waited for death to come! He saw Li Chen's body getting closer and closer to the ground!

Suddenly, a strong shoulder appeared below and caught him steadily. The moment it touched the shoulder, Li Chen felt a strong aura coming from the other person, which gave him a sense of security.

At the same time, the flame-like power in Li Chen's body seemed to be stimulated by some mysterious power, burning instantly, becoming extremely active and excited!

Li Chen slowly opened his eyes, and a strange face appeared before him. It was a Taoist priest of considerable age, perhaps more accurately called the Taoist Patriarch.

He had white hair and a youthful face, wore an exquisite lotus crown on his head, dressed in a Taoist robe as white as snow, and held a whisk in his hand, looking full of immortality.

This Taoist master possesses a unique aura, reminiscent of a legendary immortal. His eyes are deep and serene, seemingly imbued with boundless wisdom and power. His face is kind and gentle, conveying a sense of intimacy.

"You are..." Li Chen tried to ask, but before he could finish his words, he felt dizzy and the world in front of him began to spin. Then he lost consciousness, his body fell limply, and he fell into a coma.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me?!" The Wind Ancestor Witch roared at the Taoist Ancestor who was holding Li Chen, and his voice exploded in the air like thunder.

The Taoist Ancestor ignored the questioning of the Wind Ancestor Witch. He carefully and gently put Li Chen down. His eyes were full of love and care, as if he was looking at his most precious treasure.

He gently stroked Li Chen's face, then waved his dust lightly over Li Chen's body, releasing two warm rays of light that enveloped Li Chen's body. These two rays of light contained powerful vitality, quickly repairing Li Chen's injured body, allowing his wounds to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Li Chen's body recovered, the Taoist slowly stood up and turned to look angrily at the Wind Ancestral Witch and the Hundred Immortal Butterflies who had injured Li Chen! His eyes flashed with anger, and his face was full of rage.

"You don't deserve to know who I am!" The Taoist ancestor looked at the Wind Witch and the Hundred Immortal Butterflies with a frown and anger. The kind and gentle image he had shown to Li Chen just now was completely gone. Instead, he was filled with intense anger and murderous intent, like a lion protecting his cubs, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

The Wind Ancestral Shaman took the lead in using his divine power to summon an endless storm to attack the Dao Ancestor. The Dao Ancestor did not take it seriously. He just used his floating dust and waved it lightly twice, and the storm summoned by the Wind Ancestral Shaman disappeared in an instant!

"How is this possible?! Who are you and how can you be so powerful?!"

The face of the Wind Ancestor Wizard was filled with fear at this point. He had never seen anyone dissolve his divine wind so easily!

"Go to hell!" With a furious cry, the Daoist ancestor raised the dust in his hand and fiercely struck the Wind Ancestor's body. In an instant, powerful magic power surged out from the dust, forming a fierce energy wave.

The Wind Ancestral Witch had no time to dodge and was directly hit by this force! He was seen retreating dozens of steps before he could barely stabilize himself.

Every attack of this Taoist master is as fierce as a thousand-pound divine thunder, with astonishing power; his attack speed is as fast as the wind, making it impossible to defend against; his attack formation is like a dense forest, penetrating every hole.

Although the Wind Ancestral Witch was able to launch a few effective attacks occasionally, they were all blocked by Daozu's indestructible defense with floating dust. Then, the Wind Ancestral Witch was greeted by even more unpredictable and fierce attacks!

Each of Daozu's attacks displayed extremely high combat skills and strategies. It could be said that he was "fast as the wind, slow as the forest, sweeping as fire, unpredictable as the shadow, still as a mountain, and powerful as thunder!"

The Wind Ancestor was completely overpowered, powerless to fight back, but how could he willingly endure such humiliation? He roared to the heavens, unleashing a powerful force that forcibly repelled the Dao Ancestor's fierce attack. Then, he mobilized all his strength and unleashed his most powerful attack! This blow seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart, its power astonishing.

Yet, facing the Wind Ancestral Shaman's most powerful attack, the Dao Ancestor remained unfazed. He calmly channeled his power, unleashing a dazzling beam of magical light with a single hand. This light, as radiant as the sun, illuminated the entire battlefield.

When the two powerful spells collided, a fierce collision instantly occurred, and energy waves swept all around. But soon, the power released by the Wind Ancestral Witch was completely suppressed! Its attack seemed so fragile in front of the Dao Ancestor that it was almost impossible to resist.

The Wind Ancestral Shaman watched in shock, unable to believe he had been defeated so easily. A look of despair and resignation crossed his face, but the reality was clear: he was powerless to reverse the situation. Ultimately, he could only watch helplessly as the Dao Ancestor advanced towards victory.

Finally, the Wind Ancestral Witch collapsed to the ground, unable to withstand the Dao Ancestor's fierce attack, transforming into a pale golden Ancestral Witch spirit. The Hundred Immortal Butterflies, like a puppet without a human operator, also collapsed to the ground along with the Wind Ancestral Witch.