I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Just as Li Chen was still racking his brains over how to get rid of these thorns, an unexpected scene occurred: the thorns before him suddenly began to grow wildly at an astonishing speed, as if under a spell! The emerald green vines, like hungry snakes thirsting for blood, pounced on Li Chen with fangs and claws bared!

"Huh?!" Li Chen was stunned, but he didn't have time to think. With his agility and quick reflexes, he narrowly avoided the thorns. However, just as he was about to catch his breath, the thorns gave him no chance to breathe and launched a fierce attack on him again. Li Chen had no choice but to dodge desperately to avoid being hit by the thorns.

"Damn it! This is endless!" Li Chen couldn't help but curse inwardly. These thorns were incredibly strange. Not only were they difficult to cut, but they even regenerated quickly after breaking. Even more frustrating, once they sensed the presence of other living things, they would attack like a mad snake, unhesitatingly and ferociously.

"This isn't just any ordinary plant! It's a terrifying biological weapon, meticulously designed to stop and kill someone!" Li Chen pondered how to break through his current predicament while nervously observing his surroundings. But the vines, surging like a tidal wave, showed no sign of stopping. It wasn't long before Li Chen realized he was trapped, with no escape.

At this moment, he was surrounded by those terrifying vines. These vines were like insidious and cunning venomous snakes, making people shudder. They seemed to be ready to pounce on Li Chen at any time, tightly wrapping their cold and tough branches around him and mercilessly sucking the fresh blood from his body.

At this moment, a kind and compassionate voice suddenly rang out in Li Chen's mind: "Visitor from another world, can you hear me?" Upon hearing this voice, Li Chen's face was filled with astonishment. In fact, he was not particularly surprised by the sudden appearance of such a mysterious voice in his mind. What really shocked him was that the voice actually called him "Visitor from another world." Obviously, the owner of this voice must know that he was not from this world, but from another world entirely. So, who was this person? And how did he know his true identity? Countless questions flooded Li Chen's mind, making him feel that there was a huge mystery and crisis hidden behind this matter...

"who are you?"

Li Chen asked with a look of suspicion on his face.

"I am Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was sealed by the Wood Witch!"

The voice responded, and Li Chen was stunned. Logically, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva should have been completely sealed away by the Wood Witch. How could he still have the energy to talk to him?

"It's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! I'm sorry for my rudeness! May I ask if the Bodhisattva knows how to break these vines?"

Li Chen quickly sought advice from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on how to deal with the current predicament. At this point, he was at his wit's end, completely helpless in the face of these thorns that were as ferocious and terrifying as poisonous snakes.

"Li Chen, listen to my orders immediately! Only with the help of the might of the Golden Ancestral Witch can we destroy these evil vines! Immediately unleash the magical powers of the Golden Ancestral Witch and destroy these harmful thorns!"

The voice of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva resounded like a huge bell in Li Chen's mind, but it grew fainter and fainter, as if suppressed by some mysterious force.

Finally, Li Chen heard the voice of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which seemed to come from the underworld. It was vague but clearly audible: "This is the only help I can give you. From now on, it all depends on your self-reliance. The fate of Jiuhua Mountain is in your hands!" The voice was like a loud bell, which shocked Li Chen's mind; it was also like the morning bell and evening drum, which made people think deeply.

After saying this, Li Chen felt Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's voice gradually fade, and finally vanish. Li Chen knew full well that he would never again receive the aid of a being as powerful as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Facing the unknown difficulties and challenges ahead, as well as the life-or-death test, he must rely on his own strength and wisdom to overcome them.

Yet, at this moment, Li Chen felt no fear or retreat. On the contrary, inspired by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's words, he was filled with fighting spirit and confidence. Now that he had shouldered the heavy responsibility of saving Jiuhua Mountain, he would move forward without hesitation!

"Golden Axe Splits the Demon!!!"

With a roar, Li Chen's entire body erupted in a golden light even more dazzling than before. Then, his hands vanished, and in the blink of an eye, two massive axes, gleaming with golden light and as huge as mountains, appeared. Li Chen gripped the axes tightly, then swung them violently. As if sensing his will, the axes flew towards the thorns like lightning.

This strike was incredibly powerful, unlike any previous one. The severed thorns instantly lost their ability to regenerate, turning to ash and dissipating without a trace the moment they hit the ground. In the blink of an eye, the thorns that had blocked his path were completely cleared away by the powerful force of Li Chen's "Golden Axe Splitting the Demon."

The road ahead was finally clear, and Li Chen successfully reached the Divine Light Golden Ridge. Here, a flesh-body palace and a towering pagoda stood. However, the tower was torn down, the temple in ruins, and the scene was clearly marked by the aftermath of a fierce battle. The surrounding temple corridors were surrounded by lush trees and flourishing flowers, creating a breathtaking beauty. However, the area in front of the temple and around the pagoda was covered with thick layers of fallen leaves, creating a desolate and bleak feeling.

Suddenly, an old, powerful and resonant voice was heard in the air, which was like a rolling torrent, shocking the heart and soul, making people feel cold and terrified.

"Hahahahahaha... You're finally here, little brat! I didn't expect you to be so capable, to defeat the ancestor of gold, Wu Rushou, and even reach the summit of Mount Jiuhua. Well, you do have some skills!" Then, a sinister, chilling laugh erupted. Amidst this terrifying laughter, Li Chen was stunned to discover that the thorns he had personally cut through were now growing wildly again, like a demonic barrier, rapidly blocking his retreat!

Li Chen's heart tightened, and he quickly looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a massive figure standing there, its stature like a mountain, imbued with an unparalleled sense of oppression. The figure had a pair of broad wings, a human-like head, but its face was hideously distorted, revealing a hint of evil. As the figure drew closer, it grew ever larger, seemingly threatening to devour the entire world.

After seeing him, Li Chen understood that the key to saving Jiuhua Mountain and Shuihuo was coming, and that was Ju Mang, one of the twelve ancient witches who controlled the power of wood.