I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Time passed by minute by minute, but after a long time, Li Chen still couldn't recover from the images from the past that kept playing in his mind. These images seemed to have a magical power, deeply imprinted in his heart, making him unable to extricate himself.

Before this, he had never imagined that Buddhism actually contained such earth-shaking and powerful force. This power was beyond imagination. It was powerful enough to easily mobilize many gods in the three realms with the huge power under its control, and jointly launch a massive crusade against the famous Twelve Ancestral Witches.

However, something incredible happened. Unexpectedly, the Buddhist sect chose the path of "each remaining in their own territory, awaiting the end of the disaster." This meant they preferred to retreat to their own territories, quietly waiting for the so-called misfortune to dissipate on its own, rather than step forward and confront the Twelve Ancestral Witches head-on.

What's even more outrageous is that they can turn a blind eye and be indifferent to the life and death of their own disciples, as if these people's lives are as insignificant as grass.

The more Li Chen thought about it, the more furious he became. The Buddhist sect clearly didn't have the courage to conquer the Twelve Ancestral Witches, yet they dared to point the finger at him. They even shamelessly put the tight headband on him, symbolizing restraint and control, and forced him to join the Buddhist sect. This behavior was truly despicable and disgusting, and it made people despise it.

After a while, Li Chen finally managed to suppress the rage burning within him and gradually regained his composure. He took a deep breath, gathered his composure, and decided to proceed as planned to reunite with the group he had sent off earlier. Just as he turned to take a step, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from behind him without warning.

Li Chen turned his head sharply after hearing the sound. He saw a massive and imposing Sky Sword, piercing through the clouds like lightning and hurtling towards him. The Sky Sword shone with dazzling light, as if it could tear through the void.

Looking closely, I saw the renowned Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li standing above. He stood tall and majestic, his left hand tightly gripping the awe-inspiring Seven Treasures Pagoda, his right hand gripping a gleaming Tiangang Sword. A chilling, murderous aura emanated from his entire body.

Next to him, Nezha's two brothers, Jinzha and Muzha, are equally striking. Jinzha holds a mysterious Dragon Dunzhu, etched with flowing runes and emitting powerful magical fluctuations; Muzha wields a pair of incredibly sharp Wu Gou swords, their blades flashing with a cold light.

Behind the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li, Jinzha, and Muzha, the renowned Four Heavenly Kings stood firmly, each holding a magical weapon. Virtuous King Virupaksha held a celestial sword, Virtuous King Visionary King wielded a fire dragon spear, Vaisravana held a primordial pearl umbrella, and Dhritarashtra held a jasper pipa. All four looked solemn, ready for battle.

Following the Four Heavenly Kings were neatly arrayed ranks of heavenly soldiers and generals. Each of them wore gleaming helmets and armor, wielding a variety of weapons, their demeanor neat and disciplined. At first glance, they resembled a torrent of steel, imbuing one with an endless sense of oppression.

"Immortal Li Chen!"

Following a shout, Tota Li Tianwang, the Four Heavenly Kings, Jinzha, Muzha, and the others leaped down from the skyship one after another, streaking across the sky like shooting stars, and rushed straight towards Li Chen. In the blink of an eye, they were in front of Li Chen.

"Immortal Li Chen, are you all right?" Heavenly King Li, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, stepped forward first, his face filled with concern. After all, Li Chen's current status was far more important than anything else; he was a crucial ally of the Heavenly Court, and there was absolutely no room for error.

"Haha, don't worry, Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, I'm fine. I just suffered a minor injury!"

Li Chen said with a hearty laugh, while raising his right arm and vigorously slapping his broad and strong chest with his fist several times, making a dull and powerful thud, to prove that he was in good physical condition.

"Shangxian Li Chen, where on earth did my third brother Nezha go?"

Jin Zha asked anxiously, his voice filled with anxiety and worry. When he arrived earlier, he had only seen Li Chen standing alone, with no trace of his companions. Now, Jin Zha was filled with fear, fearing that his lovable and mischievous third brother, Nezha, had fallen prey to the demonic hand.

Facing Jin Zha's anxious question, Li Chen smiled slightly and said slowly, "Don't worry, Prince Jin Zha. Let me explain slowly. Just now, the Four Elephant Ancestral Witches were far too powerful for us to defeat. In desperation, I had no choice but to self-destruct to have a chance of completely destroying them. However, before I exploded, I used my magical powers to escort Nezha and my comrades to safety."

Li Chen's words were like a bombshell, sending shockwaves through the hearts of everyone present. This was especially true for the Heavenly King Li, who held the Pagoda, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who had rushed to support him. They were dumbfounded and incredulous. They had never dreamed that Li Chen would resolutely resort to such an extreme measure as self-destruction to defeat the Four Symbols Ancestral Witches.

It should be noted that although self-destruction can instantly unleash devastating power and achieve maximum output, once it is put into action, it means that the body will be reduced to ashes, the soul will be scattered, and one will fall into an irretrievable state.

But Li Chen, before them, had not only successfully executed his self-destruction, but even more shockingly, he stood before them unharmed, as if he had never experienced that thrilling life-or-death battle. Such unfathomable cultivation was truly unprecedented, rarely seen in the world! It was unimaginable.

"Immortal Li Chen! Could it be that you have already cultivated to the legendary saint realm?" Tota-Bearing Heavenly King Li opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, his mouth slightly open, and asked in a trembling voice due to extreme surprise.

It's important to understand that once one reaches the sage realm, their spirit becomes immortal, enduring countless eons; their body is incredibly formidable, able to withstand the ravages of countless calamities without a scratch. While many individuals reach this level, the arduous effort required to achieve it is beyond the reach and imagination of ordinary people.

Even someone like him, who has been practicing diligently since the end of the Conferred God War and has gone through many years of tempering, still has not been able to reach the supreme threshold of sainthood.

"That's right! My current cultivation has indeed reached the realm of a saint!" Li Chen held his head high and chest out, his eyes sparkling, and his heroic voice resounded through the sky, as deafening as a huge bell.

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally noisy scene suddenly became silent, and all the immortals present were stunned by this sudden news.

They had never expected that Heaven would be so fortunate as to have the assistance of such a powerful saint. After a brief silence, someone suddenly regained consciousness, and then a wave of overwhelming cheers suddenly rang out.

"That's great! With Saint Li Chen here, there's no need to worry about not accomplishing great things!" Everyone shouted excitedly, their voices resounding through the sky like thunder.

"Yes, yes! This time we will surely be victorious and successful!" The heavenly soldiers echoed, their faces filled with smiles of excitement and anticipation.

For a moment, passionate cheers rose and fell, wave after wave, as if to drown the entire world in this ocean of joy. The heavenly soldiers and generals present were all infected by this enthusiastic atmosphere, their hearts surging and their blood boiling.

However, at this moment, Li Chen suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down: "Stop! Stop! Now is not the time to cheer. Although I have successfully defeated the Four Symbols Ancestral Witch, the battle is not over yet. We still have a more important task to complete - that is to find my companions as soon as possible. Only when we are all reunited can we truly relax and celebrate properly."

After hearing Li Chen's words, the originally noisy heavenly soldiers and generals gradually quieted down. Everyone realized that it was not appropriate to celebrate too early, so they nodded in agreement.

Then, Li Chen and the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li led a group of heavenly soldiers and generals and galloped towards the direction of the Hibiscus Fairy and the others. Along the way, everyone was filled with anticipation, imagining the grand celebration that was about to come.