I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"System? What is a system?"

After hearing what Li Chen said, Erlang Shen widened his eyes, his face full of confusion and puzzlement, as if he had heard a completely unfamiliar and unimaginable word.

His originally dignified and calm face now looked a little silly, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at Li Chen. Obviously, the "system" that suddenly appeared in Li Chen's mouth had completely confused this great god who was feared by the three realms.

In this vast and mysterious Three Realms, Erlang Shen had weathered countless storms and witnessed all sorts of miraculous things and powerful beings, but the word "system" was completely unheard of. Could it be that within this vast universe, there existed a deity called "system"? Erlang Shen couldn't help but ponder.

"Uh... Master Erlang, you can understand it as the way of heaven, as if heaven has specially bestowed upon me an extremely powerful magic weapon!"

Li Chen looked at Erlang Shen's bewildered expression and quickly began to explain. He knew full well that if he told Erlang Shen the truth about his existence as a traveler from another world, it would likely cause more unnecessary trouble. Furthermore, they were trapped in the perilous Golden Cymbal at this moment; it was not the time to explain these matters in detail.

As he spoke, Li Chen gently waved his hand, and a dazzling light suddenly flashed out. Then, wrapped in that brilliant light, a strangely shaped weapon exuding a powerful aura slowly emerged from his hand—it was the Demon-Breaking Holy Gun gifted to him by the system.

The moment the Demon-Breaking Holy Gun appeared in Li Chen's hands, Erlang Shen's eyes were instantly drawn to it. His eyes revealed an indescribable shock and desire, an instinctive pursuit and yearning for powerful strength.

You know, receiving such a generous reward from Heaven is a rare occurrence. Even Erlang Shen himself, the most powerful magic weapon he ever received was the Mountain, River, State, and State Map given to him by the sage Nuwa. In comparison, the Demon-Slaying Holy Gun before him seemed even more mysterious and astonishingly powerful.

"How exactly do I use this thing?" Erlang Shen asked, his face filled with confusion. His piercing eyes fixed on the bizarrely shaped magical weapon before him, he thought to himself: I've never seen anything so bizarre before. However, despite its strange appearance, the powerful energy emanating from it was impossible to ignore.

"It can shoot extremely powerful bullets like a bow and arrow!"

Li Chen explained to Erlang Shen the principles of the Demon-Breaking Holy Gun and similar weapons. Hearing Li Chen's words, Erlang Shen looked down at his own equally powerful weapon—the Golden Bow and Silver Bullet—and couldn't help but compare them in his mind: While the Golden Bow and Silver Bullet were also incredibly powerful, they seemed slightly inferior to the mysterious magic weapon in Li Chen's hand.

"Don't worry, I know exactly how to use this thing! Lord Erlang, please quickly transfer your magic power to me. I will fire a bullet and see if I can penetrate this indestructible golden cymbal in one fell swoop!" Li Chen shouted to Erlang Shen with full confidence.

Erlang Shen understood what he meant immediately. He flashed and instantly appeared behind Li Chen. He then placed his palms on Li Chen's back and continuously transferred his powerful and vast magical power into Li Chen's body. As time passed, Li Chen could clearly feel a surge of power flowing through his body like a tide.

When he felt that the magic power had been transferred enough, he suddenly raised his arm, aimed at the golden cymbal not far in front of him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a loud "bang!" and a dazzling flash of fire suddenly shot out from the muzzle, rushing straight towards the shimmering golden cymbal like a roaring fire dragon. In an instant, the entire space trembled slightly from the impact of this incomparably powerful energy.

Just as Li Chen and Erlang Shen were gazing at it with joy and anticipation, a tiny, hazy window actually began to slowly appear on the rock-solid and impregnable golden cymbal.

This was truly a pleasant surprise! However, the only drawback was that even if they tried their best to look through this pitifully narrow window, they still couldn't catch a glimpse of even a tiny bit of light from the outside world.

"Come on, all my friends!" Li Chen shouted, and immediately released the thousand-year-old bat demon he had taken under his wing as his "pet," along with the refined General Yin, Xiong Shanjun, Te Chushi, and Chi Yan Jin Gang. In an instant, these characters of various shapes and sizes appeared and stood in a row.

General Yin took the lead and an unparalleled force surged out of his body and was quickly passed to Xiong Shanjun beside him; then, Xiong Shanjun took over this powerful force without hesitation and passed it to Te Chushi in the same way; Te Chushi did the same and steadily passed the power to Chiyan King Kong; finally, Chiyan King Kong also did not delay at all and neatly handed over this tremendous energy that gathered the strength of many people to Li Chen and Erlang Shen who were at the forefront of the team.

At this moment, Li Chen was fully focused and tried his best to mobilize all his magic power. At the same time, he also skillfully used the amazing power contained in the spirits of the seven ancestral witches, gathering it all at the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

There was a loud "bang" and a super-powerful bullet that carried the strength of everyone present flew straight towards the golden cymbal like lightning at lightning speed and with the force of thunder.

There was a sharp whistling sound, and the bullet, like lightning, rushed towards the glittering golden cymbal at an astonishing speed. In an instant, the bullet hit the golden cymbal fiercely, making a deafening roar.

Then, a surprising scene unfolded—with the violent impact, a dazzling beam of light, like a sharp sword, instantly pierced through the thick barrier of the golden cymbal and shone directly into its interior. Li Chen and Erlang Shen, standing nearby, exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with excitement. They knew this was the perfect moment to escape their bonds and regain their freedom!

In a flash, Li Chen shouted, "Change!" His hands quickly formed a mysterious seal. In the blink of an eye, a faint red glow enveloped his body, and two clumps of foul-smelling, sticky pus and blood suddenly materialized. As if possessing life, the clumps slowly squirmed under Li Chen's control, finally settling securely within the golden cymbal.

It turned out that Li Chen's move was to confuse the Yellow Eyebrow King who was guarding the Golden Cymbal. The two lumps of pus and blood, which looked disgusting and terrifying, were enough to make the Yellow Eyebrow King mistakenly believe that they were still trapped, thus buying more precious time for him and Erlang Shen to escape.

After making all the necessary arrangements, Li Chen didn't hesitate a moment. He quickly extended his hand and gathered the previously subdued thousand-year-old bat demon and the transformed zombies. At the same moment, Erlang Shen flashed to Li Chen's side. The two nodded in unison, then unleashed their magical powers together, transforming into two streaks of light and dashing out of the cave at lightning speed.

After a frantic run, they finally escaped the dangerous golden cymbal trap and returned to the outside world. Li Chen looked at the small hole in the golden cymbal and then used a trick to cover it up, making it look as if nothing had been damaged. After Erlang Shen watched Li Chen complete this, he immediately began to work with Li Chen to rescue his companions.

However, when they looked over, they found something unexpected: the demons in the Seven Star Cave, who should have been on high alert, were now staggering, drunk, and sleeping soundly on the ground. Clearly, these demons had long been intoxicated by the delicious food and wine, completely losing their vigilance and fighting spirit.