I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

"Banned—Holy Rain Storm!"

Li Chen's eyes widened, his hair standing on end in anger. He raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar. As this roar sounded, the pale blue light on Li Chen's body also rushed into the sky, and the sky instantly changed color.

Then, a miraculous golden rainstorm poured down. The raindrops, like shimmering golden beads, shimmered with dazzling light as they fell from the sky. As these golden drops landed on the gravely wounded and dying, a miracle occurred.

The hideous wounds on their bodies healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the bleeding stopped flowing, and their pale faces gradually regained their color.

However, what was unexpected was that after this golden holy rain fell on the huge body of the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch, it had no reaction at all, like a drop in the ocean, and failed to cause even the slightest damage to it.

Li Chen's "Forbidden - Holy Rain Storm" was an extremely powerful and mysterious spell. It not only healed the wounds of his teammates and friends silently like a gentle spring breeze, but also possessed the power to launch a fierce attack against enemy targets. Unfortunately, facing the Four Symbols Ancestral Shamans, who were equally proficient in controlling the power of rain, this attack method clearly lost its intended effect.

"Humph! Although you defeated me and shamelessly stole a portion of my original power, the tricks you unleashed with your limited cultivation are simply no match for this ancestor witch, who is now a completely different person!"

At that moment, a cold, disdainful voice suddenly emanated from the massive form of the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch. It turned out to be none other than Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch of Rain. As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of blue, aquatic ripples suddenly appeared around the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch. The golden raindrops, which would have otherwise harmed him, were instead deflected upon contact with this aquatic ripple. They rapidly swirled and coalesced in the air, ultimately transforming into an even more powerful healing energy that merged into the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone was filled with hatred, but there was nothing they could do. The power of the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch was simply too strong. The power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning made it impossible for everyone to fight in close combat. The power of rain allowed him to continuously recover from his injuries as long as he was not completely destroyed.

"Hahahahahaha! Even if all of you have recovered from your injuries, what can you do? Do you still think you can defeat me? That's simply wishful thinking!"

The Four Symbols Ancestral Witch's face was distorted, and he laughed wildly. Along with his creepy laughter, he waved his hands violently, muttering something, and then the earth began to tremble violently.

In an instant, several massive tornadoes rose from the ground, roaring like giant dragons, charging straight into the sky and closing in on the group with devastating force. Wherever these tornadoes passed, sand and rocks flew everywhere, uprooting vegetation. Their power was so immense it was terrifying.

Furthermore, with the appearance of the tornado, the sky instantly grew dark and gloomy. Bean-sized raindrops poured down like a bucket, but this was no ordinary rain; it was a poisonous rain. The raindrops made a hissing sound as they hit the ground, corroding even the hardest rock.

At the same time, deafening thunder roared overhead, threatening to tear the entire world apart. The dazzling lightning flashed like thousands of ferocious serpents, swooping down upon the crowd with bared fangs and claws. For a moment, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning intertwined, creating a scene reminiscent of apocalypse.

"Damn it! This guy is so arrogant! I'm going to fight him!" Nezha's eyes were red with rage, and his teeth were chattering. He roared, and was about to unleash his unique skill - the three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya, preparing to start a life-and-death battle with the Four Elephants Ancestral Witch.

At this moment, the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox at the side hurriedly spoke up to dissuade him, "Nezha, Third Prince, please calm down! If we rush out now, we will only be caught in the frenzied attacks of the Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning. We have no chance of winning at all!"

Her voice was filled with fear and worry. For the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, the Heavenly Tribulation had always been one of the most terrifying disasters. Each time they successfully survived a tribulation, they would grow an extra tail. The power of this current tribulation was clearly far beyond their ability to endure.

Li Chen looked at the Four Symbols Ancestral Shaman with a helpless heart. He had not expected that the Four Symbols Ancestral Shaman would be so resilient! The attack just now combined the magic power of everyone. If it was one of the Four Symbols Ancestral Shamans who was not in the combined state, he would have been killed by that attack long ago. But now he had no other choice!

Despite this, Li Chen's mind was still working rapidly, thinking about how to kill the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch. He had to kill it with one strike, otherwise the power of the Rain Ancestral Witch would help it quickly recover its strength and injuries, which would put it in a more passive situation.

"Don't stop me! I want to fight this Four Elephant Ancestral Witch!"

Nezha roared at the top of his lungs, a sound that seemed to pierce the clouds and shatter the mountains and rivers. His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire being radiated endless rage and murderous intent. He had only one thought in mind—to charge out and engage the abominable Four Symbols Ancestral Witch in a life-or-death battle, even if it cost him his life.

Nezha struggled hard, trying to break free from the crowd, but powerful figures such as the Hibiscus Fairy, the Fire-Eating Poison Scorpion, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, and the Hundred Immortal Butterflies held him down tightly, preventing him from acting impulsively. They knew that rushing out at this moment would only lead to death, but Nezha had already put life and death aside.

Nezha's roar resonated like thunder in Li Chen's ears. This roar instantly brought the dazed Li Chen back to his senses. He looked at the situation before him, a surge of despair welling up in his heart: everyone was now trapped in a desperate situation. If they wanted to defeat the incomparably powerful Four Symbols Ancestral Witch, it seemed their only option was to risk their lives.

Li Chen sighed deeply, slowly turning his head and scanning everyone around him. He saw the anxious Hibiscus Fairy, her beautiful face pale with worry; the Fire-Eating Scorpion gnashing its teeth, its eyes gleaming with anger; the Nine-Tailed Fox frowning, clutching its magic weapon tightly in its hands, ready to respond to any danger; and the Hundred Immortal Butterflies gently soothing the restless Nezha, their face thick with concern.

Li Chen took a deep breath and thought to himself: "Perhaps, this is really the only way... Using the power of my saintly body to forcibly self-destruct, perhaps I can use this earth-shattering power to deal a fatal blow to the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch. But in this way, I will also be reduced to ashes... But as long as I can save everyone, everything will be worth it!" Thinking of this, Li Chen's eyes became firm, and he decided to go all out and give it a try for everyone's survival.