I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"This is!"

Li Chen gasped in astonishment, his eyes suddenly turning to the ground. He looked closely and saw a few small particles the size of red beans scattered on the ground.

These small particles exuded an extremely strong smell of blood, which filled the air and was nauseating. Upon closer inspection, Li Chen was surprised to find that these small particles were somewhat similar to bird droppings, but also different.

To prove his point, Li Chen carefully picked up a few of these small particles, held them in his palm and looked at them for a moment, then for some unknown reason put one of them into his mouth and chewed it gently.

This is done to determine whether the bird droppings are left by normal birds, because normal birds eat grains, so their bird droppings will have the aroma of rice.

Instantly, an extremely strong smell of blood rushed into his mouth like a surging wave. Then, as if it had wings, this strong bloody smell flew down his throat and quickly reached the depths of his stomach.

"vomit!"

Li Chen felt his stomach churning, unable to endure the intense stimulation and nausea. He opened his mouth and desperately vomited out all the bird droppings that had just been put into his mouth.

The smell is simply indescribable, as if someone has highly purified fresh blood and concentrated it several times, giving off a pungent smell.

At this moment, Li Chen was 100% certain that these seemingly ordinary birds were not ordinary creatures. They were most likely vampire bats that fed on the blood of humans or livestock!

Because Li Chen had watched a TV series in which this kind of horrific creatures fed on the blood of humans and livestock were depicted. Every time they had a full meal, they would leave behind this shocking red bird droppings.

Thinking of this, Li Chen couldn't help but feel horrified, and the hairs on his body stood up. Because the appearance of these bird droppings meant that most of the villagers in the village had probably died!

"Everyone, listen carefully!" Li Chen shouted loudly to the women around him with a serious face, "Although we cannot be sure whether there are other monsters lurking in this village, the most important thing at the moment is to find out what situation the villagers are in. So, what we have to do next is to search this village thoroughly!" His eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate all the fog.

The women nodded in understanding and, together, dashed off towards the villagers' homes. Their movements were nimble and graceful, like a flock of nimble swallows, flitting through the village. They searched every house and corner, meticulously checking for any signs of life or destruction, eager to discover even the slightest sign of life.

However, as time passed, the expressions on the women's faces grew increasingly heavy. Finally, when they had searched the entire village, the scene they encountered was horrifying—every villager had been drained of their blood, their faces as pale as paper, and they lay lifeless throughout the village. The scene was like hell, terrifying.

However, in this dead silence, the women did make some discoveries. They found some memorial tablets with incense and several documents in the village.

Inscribed neatly on the tablets were large characters: "Heroic and Benevolent King, Mighty and Helpful." Looking at the documents, the following was the general content: the village had recently been attacked by vampires, leaving the villagers in utter misery. With no other options, they could only pray devoutly for the heroic and benevolent King, Mighty and Helpful King, to descend into the mortal realm, subdue these evil creatures, rescue the villagers from their dire straits, and restore peace and tranquility to the land.

"Who exactly is this heroic and martyred King Zhaohui, the Spiritually Appreciative and Mighty King?"

Li Chen asked with a look of doubt on his face. He knew nothing about the positions and full names of gods. After all, he had always been a staunch atheist. In his heart, only those forces that could truly bring liberation and freedom to the world were worthy of faith!

At this time, Xiao Yan spoke up, "I've heard the Mother of Mount Li mention this heroic and benevolent King of Power and Awe. His name is Yang Jian, and he's the Jade Emperor's nephew. He's also known as Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun! He has five hundred grass-headed gods and the Six Monsters of Meishan under his command! And he only obeys orders!"

After hearing Xiao Yan's explanation, Li Chen suddenly realized that the deity the villagers had been hoping to bring to their aid was none other than the renowned Yang Jian, the True Lord Erlang. Sadly, before Yang Jian arrived, these innocent villagers had already been tragically killed by the thousand-year-old bat demon.

However, how could these villagers know that the current Erlang Shen Yang Jian was no longer the same person he once was. He had become possessed by a demon. During the terrifying rebellion in the Heavenly Palace, he and the Seven Saints of Meishan occupied the Lingxiao Palace, plotting a rebellion and re-establishing his own order in the Heavenly Palace. Fortunately, the brave and fearless Tang Monk and his disciples intervened in time to prevent this terrifying conspiracy.

Afterwards, Erlang Shen disappeared from the face of the earth, completely vanishing. Various rumors about him circulated in the martial arts world, the most talked-about of which was that ever since Erlang Shen was defeated by Tang Sanzang and his disciples, he had been racking his brains and trying every possible way to exorcise the demons within him.

What is unexpected is that in the sequel of Dream Westward Journey III, Dream Westward Journey V, Erlang Shen unexpectedly transformed into a character who can participate in the battle. However, these are just things that happened later.

Looking at the innocent villagers who had suffered misfortune and were lying in a pool of blood, Li Chen's face was full of grief and helplessness, and he could only sigh heavily.

Then, with a solemn expression, he gave orders to the many female generals around him to gather the corpses of the villagers and transport them to this place. He had already made up his mind to use the extremely precious Soul-Resurrection Pearl to cast a magical spell and bring these lost lives back to life!

Upon hearing this, the women immediately followed Li Chen's instructions without hesitation. Working together, they quickly and gently carried the bodies of the villagers over, placing them neatly in front of Li Chen.

At this time, Li Chen took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, and tightly grasped the Soul-Restoring Pearl that emitted a mysterious light, ready to activate the powerful power contained in the Soul-Restoring Pearl to awaken these sleeping souls.

At this moment, a burst of rapid running sounds suddenly rang out from not far away. The sound sounded like a ferocious dog running wildly, or a cunning wolf galloping.

Li Chen's heart tightened, his keen intuition telling him that something was amiss. He acted decisively, halting the resurrection ceremony without hesitation. He led the group in concealing the villagers' bodies and quickly finding a place to hide.

Everyone hid themselves and tried to observe what was happening. They only heard the voice coming from far away and coming towards them. Behind the voice, there was also the faint sound of terrifying laughter and flapping wings!