I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"Don't be too proud, Yellow Eyebrow King! When I get out, I'll make sure you die without a burial place!" Li Chen's eyes widened with anger, veins popping out on his forehead as he roared hysterically at the Yellow Eyebrow King. The angry roar seemed to break through the golden cymbals and reach the sky.

However, facing Li Chen's intense reaction, the Yellow Eyebrow King only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and did not respond to Li Chen's words at all. It was obvious that in the eyes of the Yellow Eyebrow King, everything Li Chen said, now trapped in the golden cymbal, was nothing more than meaningless nonsense.

Li Chen was furious when he saw that the Yellow Eyebrow King ignored him, but he also knew that it would be futile to continue like this. So, he could only sigh helplessly and temporarily give up the confrontation with the Yellow Eyebrow King.

At this moment, Li Chen suddenly recalled the mysterious yet timely voice that had appeared and warned him. It seemed the owner of this voice, like him, was also imprisoned within the golden cymbal. At this thought, a glimmer of hope ignited in Li Chen's heart.

"Who are you, my friend who just warned me? Could you please show yourself?" Li Chen asked loudly, his face full of doubt, carefully holding the torch. As he slowly advanced, the faint flames flickered in the darkness, illuminating the blurred outlines of the surroundings.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching cry echoed once again in the small space. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's all my fault..." The cry was filled with endless regret and pain, making people feel heartbroken.

"It was I who indulged my inner demons, listened to the instigation of the treacherous, and disregarded the order of the Three Realms, causing the suffering of the people of the world and displacing them. I deserve death! I am sorry, I am sorry for the offerings of the people of Guanjiangkou!"

The man continued to cry, his voice growing hoarse and his emotions becoming more agitated. It was easy to tell from his words that he was already in deep self-blame and despair, on the verge of a mental breakdown.

However, despite the dim and noisy surroundings, Li Chen's extraordinary keen perception still allowed him to successfully capture the most crucial information hidden in the chaotic clues - "indulging in demons, listening to the instigation of villains, disregarding the order of the three realms, causing the people of the world to suffer and the people to be displaced."

With just these few words, Li Chen quickly began to reason and analyze, and finally came to a shocking conclusion: this person is the legendary Zhaohui Lingwang Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun!

That’s right, Erlang Shen is the boss guarding the Lingxiao Palace in Dream Journey to the West III. At that time, he committed all kinds of evil deeds after being possessed by the inner demon. In the end, he was stopped by Tang Monk and his disciples and his whereabouts are unknown.

Li Chen, torch in hand, slowly and steadily approached the direction from which the mysterious voice had come. With each step, his anxiety and anticipation grew. Finally, after a long journey, he reached his destination.

Before Li Chen's eyes, a majestic and imposing man suddenly appeared. He was clad in a heavy suit of armor that shone with brilliant golden light, as if forged from countless stars. In his right hand, he clutched an incredibly sharp, three-pointed, double-edged sword, radiating a chilling gleam. Across his waist, he carried a golden bow and a bag of silver bullets, demonstrating his masterful archery skills.

Under his thick, sword-like eyebrows, a pair of three eyes that seemed to be burning with flames were particularly eye-catching, and their gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all illusions; and on his broad and powerful shoulders, a huge, richly feathered, and majestic eagle was steadily perched, like the companion of a king.

"Excuse me... are you Yang Jian, the True Lord Erlang, the King of Zhaohui and Spirit?" Li Chen's voice trembled slightly. Although he was already 80% sure in his heart, he still wanted to hear the confirmation answer from the other party in person.

The tall, imposing man slowly turned around, revealing his handsome and heroic face. However, at this moment, tears streamed down his resolute face, stirring pity.

"Little brother, don't mention the name of 'Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun' anymore. I am Yang Jian!" The man's voice was low and slightly sad.

Li Chen stared at the legendary figure before him, unsure how to respond. After a moment, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Master Zhenjun, why are you here? And why do you look so sad?"

Erlang Shen sighed and said, "Alas! To be honest, it's all my fault! I should have protected the people and eradicated the demons in the world, but now I have failed to complete my mission and disappointed the villagers. Not only that, you also suffered this disaster because of me and were captured by the monster. I really deserve to die!" At this point, the tears in Erlang Shen's eyes could not stop flowing.

Previously, Erlang Shen had been deceived and misled by the words of a treacherous person, committing many acts that harmed all beings in the Three Realms. Now, having come to his senses, he sought to atone for his sins and defeat the wicked Thunder Witch. However, on his way, he was ambushed by a treacherous person and trapped within the golden cymbal, unable to escape. Thinking of his own mistakes, Erlang Shen was devastated.

"It's okay, Master Erlang, as long as we're still alive, we'll definitely find a way out!"

Li Chen looked at Erlang Shen with a determined gaze, his tone filled with encouragement and motivation. At this moment, he knew that he had the heavy responsibility of helping Erlang Shen regain his spirit.

After all, Erlang Shen was first deceived and then trapped here. His self-confidence must have suffered a severe blow, which led to him being in such a depressed state.

"Little brother, don't waste your energy. I've been imprisoned here for three whole days. I've tried every method, but nothing works! After being refined by the power of the Thunder Ancestral Witch, this golden cymbal can actually continuously absorb my magic power. I'm extremely weak now..."

Erlang Shen's face was filled with despair as he spoke these words weakly. Before he finished speaking, he staggered. If Li Chen hadn't stepped forward quickly to support him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

You have to know that during the Conferred Gods War, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was a renowned figure with illustrious military exploits. Whether it was using the power of his sanctified body to withstand the Heaven-Flipping Seal or facing the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword with unwavering composure, it was no problem.

However, who could have imagined that the once brave and fearless God of War would end up in such a miserable and embarrassing situation? But even so, Li Chen still firmly believed that they still had a glimmer of hope to escape.

After a meticulous inspection, Li Chen discovered with a solemn expression that Erlang Shen's magical power had been depleted to an extremely serious degree. His once powerful and vast magical power was now like a drained pond, with very little left.

Furthermore, due to the overdrawn magical power, Erlang Shen's body had also suffered extremely severe injuries. Shocking wounds crisscrossed his body, and blood flowed out, staining his gorgeous battle robe scarlet.

Seeing this, Li Chen didn't dare delay even a moment and immediately activated his own skills, continuously channeling his pure and powerful magic power into Erlang Shen's body. As the magic power was infused, a faint glow gradually appeared on Erlang Shen's spirit platform, and his originally pale face gradually regained some color.

"I never thought that you, little brother, possess such powerful magic power!"

Erlang Shen's face was filled with astonishment. He stared at Li Chen with wide eyes and muttered to himself in disbelief. Before this, he had always believed that Li Chen was just an ordinary mortal who had accidentally entered the Golden Bell.

But the scene before him completely overturned his thoughts. He could not understand how this seemingly ordinary young man could have such unfathomable power hidden within him.