I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

After a short rest, Li Chen and Erlang Shen felt their strength gradually recover. They sat there, frowning as they pondered how they could successfully break through the indestructible golden cymbal and completely destroy the abominable Yellow Eyebrow King.

After a moment, Li Chen suddenly had an idea and said to Erlang Shen, "Master Erlang, I have an idea. Why don't we try to use our weapons to drill a small hole in this golden cymbal, and then find a way to escape through this hole. Do you think this plan is feasible?"

The plan proposed by Li Chen was exactly the same as the one used by Kang Jin Long, one of the twenty-eight constellations, when Sun Wukong was imprisoned in this golden bell. Back then, when Sun Wukong was imprisoned and unable to escape, it was thanks to Kang Jin Long that he stepped forward.

At that time, the twenty-eight constellations worked together, along with Zhu Bajie, exerting all their strength, and finally managed to push the extremely hard horn of Kang Jin Long into the interior of the golden cymbal. And the extremely resourceful Sun Wukong quickly drilled a tiny hole at the tip of Kang Jin Long's horn.

Then, everyone worked together again, tightly grasping the horn of Kangjinlong and pulling it out. Finally, as the horn of Kangjinlong slowly moved out, Sun Wukong, who was trapped in the golden cymbal, was successfully freed.

After listening to Li Chen's words, Erlang Shen pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement, saying, "Well, Brother Li, this is a brilliant plan! In that case, let's quickly give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Li Chen stood up almost simultaneously. Erlang Shen shouted softly, and instantly conjured his weapon, a weapon that commanded the Three Realms—the three-pointed, two-edged divine sword. This artifact gleamed with a cold light, its sharp blades seemingly capable of ripping through the very void. Meanwhile, Li Chen, not to be outdone, reached out and unearthed Little White Dragon's spear. The spear was silver-white, with a faint azure glow at the tip, clearly a rare treasure.

The two exchanged glances, nodded in understanding, and then fixed their gazes on the same spot on the top of the golden cymbal. They took a deep breath, gathered all their strength, and tightly gripped their respective magical weapons before fiercely diving down towards their target.

Instantly, a sharp frictional sound echoed throughout the interior of the golden cymbal. It was the piercing noise of the weapon colliding with the cymbal, like countless steel needles piercing one's eardrums. Yet, the two men didn't flinch, instead twirling their weapons even more frantically. They gritted their teeth, veins bulged on their foreheads, and sweat poured down like rain, yet they didn't dare to pause.

Time passed minute by minute, the endless friction sound still echoing in the golden cymbal, making people dizzy. Meanwhile, the sharp edges of the weapons in the hands of the two men had not penetrated the golden cymbal an inch, and they continued to drill deeper and deeper, as if they would not stop until they had drilled a way out.

Unfortunately, despite their efforts, they still couldn't make any substantial progress after working for most of the day. Furthermore, due to the long and intense work, their hands had long been numb from drilling, almost losing all feeling. Staring at the unchanged golden cymbal before them, they couldn't help but feel a deep sense of frustration.

In addition to the feeling of frustration, the two also felt a little confused. In the past, their physical strength would not have allowed them to feel numbness in their hands and almost lose consciousness in such a situation, but why did they lose consciousness here?

At this moment, the extremely annoying and hateful voice of the Yellow Eyebrow King once again came from outside the golden cymbal: "Hahahaha... two idiots, do you really think you can escape from my precious golden cymbal with just this little ability? It's simply a foolish dream!"

His laughter was filled with mockery and disdain, making anyone want to rush out and beat him up. If it weren't for the fact that this guy relied on two powerful magical weapons, the Human Seed Bag and the Golden Hammer, to protect him, with the strength of Li Chen and Erlang Shen, either one of them could easily take him down.

"Hahahahahaha... Let me tell you, you ignorant bunch! In this mysterious Seven Star Cave, the golden cymbal in my hand possesses earth-shaking divine power! It can continuously draw on the endless power from the vast heavens and earth and the brilliant stars!

"Hmph, no matter how frantically you attack, you can't possibly break this indestructible golden cymbal! Because every time you attack it, the force you generate won't damage it in the slightest. Instead, it cleverly transforms it into terrifying energy that will accelerate its speed and turn you into a pool of pus and blood!"

The Yellow-browed King had a ferocious look on his face and was laughing wildly. His laughter seemed to come from the Netherworld, making people's hair stand on end and their spines go cold.

At this moment, the two people trapped in the golden cymbal looked at each other, their hearts filled with fear and despair. You know, on a normal day, these two people are both strong and energetic, their physical strength is first-class.

However, after just a short while, they began to feel extreme fatigue, sleepiness, numbness in their hands, and other discomforts. Without a doubt, all this fully proved that the golden cymbal was indeed ruthlessly devouring their physical strength, causing it to quickly deplete.

At this moment, the Yellow Eyebrow King said sinisterly, "Hehehe, that brat called Li Chen, there's something I almost forgot to tell you! When this incomparably magical treasure turns you into a pool of disgusting pus and blood, it will also extract all the extremely precious spirits of the Ancestral Witch hidden in your body!"

It was obvious that the Yellow Eyebrow King's words were specifically directed at Li Chen. The reason he knew such a confidential matter must have been because the Thunder Ancestral Shaman had revealed it to him in advance.

After all, for the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, as long as he can successfully refine the remaining Ancestral Witch spirits in Li Chen's body, and then hand over the remaining Ancestral Witch spirits refined from Li Chen's body to the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, then the Yellow-browed King and the Ancestral Witch of Thunder will have even more powerful power!

"Damn it!" Li Chen roared in rage, his eyes widening, veins bulging on his forehead, his heart filled with resentment and helplessness. Erlang Shen, standing beside him, also had a scowl on his face, cursing viciously as well.

"You two can just curse each other, and then die!"

The voice of the Yellow-browed King, which sounded like an evil spirit, gradually faded away. Li Chen and Erlang Shen knew that he had gone back to rest, and it was no use yelling at him now!

At this moment, facing the closed cymbal, the two of them were at their wit's end. Their once confident plan had completely shattered, with no progress to speak of. However, time was running out, and they couldn't afford even a moment's delay. They had to devise a new method to break this impasse and unlock the cymbal.

Just as the two were getting extremely anxious, Li Chen suddenly had an idea. He shouted excitedly, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "Wait! Erlang Shen, let's calm down for a moment. We need to focus on a key point. Oh, why didn't I think of this? Why not try using the weapon that the system gave me?"

Li Chen quickly recalled the generous reward he had received when he killed the Millennium Bat Demon—the Demon-Breaking Holy Gun! This peerless divine weapon, meticulously crafted by a mysterious system utilizing the power of Heaven, possessed astonishing magical powers.

It was said that it could absorb the spirits of the twelve ancient witches to further enhance the power of its bullets. Wouldn't such a powerful weapon be perfectly suited to dealing with the indestructible golden cymbal before us?

You know, bullets have unique advantages as a form of attack. Compared to conventional attack methods, the impact area of ​​bullets is greatly reduced, but at the same time, the power they contain is extremely enormous.

This way, even against an incredibly solid golden cymbal, it's possible to successfully break a hole through it with the bullet's powerful penetrating and destructive power. So, let's give it a try!