I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

At this moment, the three rhinoceros demons were like fallen leaves in the wind, shaking constantly and falling to their knees on the ground.

None of the three of them dared to raise their heads to take a look at the furious Weather Witch above them. Their hearts were filled with endless fear and awe, as if if they raised their heads even slightly, they would immediately incur the Weather Witch's thundering wrath, become the target of his anger, and be severely beaten by him.

You know, even someone as powerful as Li Chen, the Weather Ancestor, could contend with him, let alone these three rhinoceros spirits. Faced with such a terrifying existence, how could they not be terrified?

Thinking of this, the three rhinoceros demons couldn't help but regret. Back then, they had happily joined the Weather Witch, believing that with the help of the Weather Witch's mighty power, they could resist the attacks from the heavenly soldiers and generals. From then on, they would live a life of luxury, wearing glittering golden clothes, savoring delicacies from land and sea, and enjoying all the benefits that wealth and glory brought.

However, reality dealt them a heavy blow. Far from treating them as subordinates, the Weather Grandmaster treated them as mere pawns, to be manipulated at will. Whenever and wherever the Weather Grandmaster gave the order, they were to charge without hesitation. Any hesitation or disobedience would result in severe punishment or even death.

Thinking about it now, they really regretted it! If they had known the situation would be like this today, they would have chosen to join Li Chen from the beginning. At least with Li Chen, they might not have suffered such a miserable situation.

However, at this moment, all was lost. The three of them had been forcibly imbued with the devastating power of the Weather Ancestral Witch. This power was like a time bomb buried deep within their bodies. If they even dared to betray the Weather Ancestral Witch, it would instantly detonate, shattering them to pieces, leaving not even a trace of their remains.

"Hahahahahahahaha! What a great Li Chen!"

Suddenly, the Weather Ancestor threw his head back and burst into wild laughter. His laughter was deafening, resounding through the sky, as if it was about to tear the world apart. His face was distorted into an extremely hideous and terrifying expression, making people's hair stand on end.

The devil-like appearance made the three monsters kneeling on the ground feel terrified and tremble all over. An unprecedented sense of oppression weighed heavily on their hearts like a mountain.

However, when they saw that the Weather Ancestor actually smiled, the three monsters felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

However, before they could fully relax, the Weather Ancestor's sharp, hawk-like gaze had already locked onto the three of them kneeling on the ground. In an instant, the expression on the Weather Ancestor's already extremely ferocious face suddenly changed drastically.

"You three are incredibly stupid rhinos! Why are you still lingering here? Don't you know to quickly roll back to Hanshanpo and do your best to stop Li Chen and the others from reaching this place?"

With a roar of anger, the Weather Ancestor Witch's ferocious face suddenly began to speak. Every word was like a heavy hammer, slamming down on everyone's hearts, emitting a series of dull and shocking noises.

They carried the unique and incomparable vast pressure of the ancient demon god level, like a surging wave, sweeping towards the three monsters with overwhelming force.

As these weighty words rang out, the surrounding space seemed unable to withstand the immense pressure and began to distort slightly. Upon hearing the words of the Weather Ancestor, the three rhinoceros spirits began to tremble involuntarily, their shaking increasing in speed, like a candle flickering in the wind, poised to be blown out at any moment.

"Heaven... the weather... Master Zuwu, we will go right away!"

King Bishu spoke with difficulty in a trembling, almost inaudible voice. However, unexpectedly, after hearing King Bishu's response, the Weather Ancestor not only showed no sign of calming down, but instead became even more furious.

I saw a pressure that was even more powerful and terrifying than before, suddenly erupting from the body of the Weather Ancestor Witch like a volcanic eruption, and quickly spreading wildly around.

"When did I ever allow you to speak?"

The Weather Ancestor's eyes widened with rage, their eyes flashing with blazing fury, and his violent aura instantly surged several times. Then, he was seen wielding his razor-sharp claws fiercely, bringing with him a gust of fierce wind, and pounced towards the Summer King like a violent storm.

At this moment, the other two rhinoceroses standing beside King Bishu, Pichen and Bihan, were already pale with fear, having lost even the courage to move a finger. They could only watch King Bishu kneel on the ground in fear, waiting for the Weather Ancestor's deadly claws to descend upon them.

On ordinary days, similar situations have already occurred frequently, but this time it was truly rare - the Weather Witch actually smiled. However, what was unexpected was that before the demons could recover, the Weather Witch's smile quickly disappeared in the blink of an eye and turned into a rage.

The fierce wind, accompanied by torrential rain, surged towards King Bishu like a surging tide. Faced with this fierce attack, King Bishu made no attempt to dodge. He knew that if he retreated even a little, he would be met with an even more violent and ferocious attack, like a torrential downpour. Worse still, such a move could very well implicate his two other brothers, who were as close as brothers to him.

King Bishu gritted his teeth, forcibly enduring wave after wave of fierce attacks unleashed by the Weather Ancestral Shaman. Even though his body was severely wounded and the pain was piercing his bones, he dared not even breathe or scream. He knew full well that if he cried out, his brothers would surely not be spared and would also suffer the same terrible punishment.

Finally, when the wrath of the Weather Ancestor Witch subsided and the punishment on King Bishu was concluded, the pitiful king's body was now covered in a dense, crisscross pattern of bloodstains. The wounds were hideous, and blood continuously seeped from them, making him look like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell. It was a horrible sight, a sight that was both horrifying and terrifying.