I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Just as Li Chen and the Golden-haired Howler were engaged in a fierce battle, a chilling voice suddenly rang out from the Millennium Ice Cave: "Foolish mortal, go ahead and keep fighting it. The final outcome will be either your death or its death!"

Li Chen woke up from his dream at the sound. If he couldn't restore the Golden Haired Roar's consciousness, it would continue to attack him. To solve this problem, he had to possess skills like purification. However, the reality was cruel; Li Chen didn't have such abilities.

The end result was predictable. Under the erosion of the thousand-year-old ice, the Golden Haired Howler would recklessly attack him until he was exhausted and died! Thinking of this, Li Chen couldn't help but gasp.

This voice must have come from the Water Ancestral Witch. She had been able to peer through the millennia-old ice and see into the fierce battle between him and the Golden-haired Howler, even knowing the entire situation. The Water Ancestral Witch's strength and perception were truly terrifying. I'm afraid she had seen every new move he had just unleashed!

Time ticked by. If the fight continued, the consequences would be disastrous. Ultimately, neither Li Chen nor the Golden-haired Howler would escape death. Even if either survived this fierce battle, victory for one would inevitably lead to the death of the other. Worse still, they couldn't forget the demonic soldiers of the Nine Dragon Palace and the Nine-headed Insect, waiting outside and poised to pounce at any moment. Continuing the fight would only lead Li Chen and the Golden-haired Howler into a desperate situation, certain death!

Just as Li Chen's attention was distracted, the Golden-Haired Howler keenly detected his momentary weakness. Suddenly, the Golden-Haired Howler raised its head and let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests, resonating to the very heavens! At the same time, the scene within the Millennium Ice Cave underwent a startling transformation—countless gleaming ice spikes rained down from the sky like a torrential rain. Li Chen had no time to dodge, and his body was instantly riddled with holes from the sharp ice spikes, blood splattering everywhere like a flower blooming in a pool of blood.

Li Chen collapsed to the ground helplessly, watching the Golden-haired Howler approach him, his heart filled with despair. He had lost all his strength; even standing up was a luxury. The Golden-haired Howler's ferocious features were clearly visible. It licked the saliva that continued to flow from the corners of its mouth with its long tongue, its eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty.

The Golden-Haired Howler moved incredibly quickly, closing in on Li Chen in the blink of an eye. Li Chen stared wide-eyed, watching death approach, yet his body felt as if it had been drained of energy, unable to move at all. Seeing the Golden-Haired Howler about to pounce and sever his neck, a bloody massacre seemed inevitable...

Suddenly, a melodious Buddhist chant echoed all around, as if coming from a distant, ethereal place. Along with this mysterious chant, a card shimmering with blue light appeared before Li Chen. Then, an astonishing scene occurred: the card transformed into a blue figure holding a Zen staff!

The blue figure, like an immortal descending from the heavens, gently waved his staff, summoning a vast rain cloud. From the cloud, countless drops of refreshing rain fell, a gift from heaven, showering Li Chen with refreshing drops. A miraculous event occurred: wherever the rain fell, Li Chen's wounds healed rapidly, and his exhausted body regained its vitality and vigor in the blink of an eye.

However, the Golden-Haired Roar wasn't about to let Li Chen recover easily. Upon seeing the figure, it opened its bloody maw and roared furiously. Then, it unleashed a stream of scorching flames, lunging straight at Li Chen like a ferocious fire dragon. Facing the oncoming blaze, the blue figure remained undeterred. He continuously channeled his azure energy into his staff, then swung it with all his might. A dazzling icy spike shot forth from the staff!

With unparalleled force, the icicle thorn slammed fiercely into the flames spewed by the Golden-haired Howler. The moment the two met, a deafening roar erupted. The Golden-haired Howler's scorching Thousand Blazes were forcibly driven back by the icicle's attack! The scene before them shocked everyone. Who could have imagined that such a powerful Golden-haired Howler could be repelled by a tiny icicle?

This power couldn't be wrong! Li Chen recognized the figure. He was Tang Sanzang, the master of Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiao Bailong! In his previous life, Tang Sanzang was the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha, and his Buddhist name was Jin Chanzi.

Li Chen raised his head, his gaze resting on the sage monk of the Great Tang Dynasty. He was struck by the majesty and elegance displayed by the man before him. The monk's face was handsome and dignified, emanating an awe-inspiring aura. He wore a Buddhist robe that seemed tailor-made, fitting his form perfectly, evoking a solemn yet agile presence. The robe shone with brilliance, its vibrant colors permeating the entire world, as if merging with the universe. Brilliant pearls were neatly arranged across the garment, interwoven front and back, forming a vibrant, multicolored pattern. The edges were trimmed with exquisite silk, and a variety of exotic and precious embroidery covered the entire garment, creating a breathtaking beauty.

The holy monk wore a turban, ornately inlaid with gemstones and silver threads, the brim of the hat intricately decorated. Around his neck, a golden collar with fur buttons added a touch of elegance. The Buddha statues within the temple were arranged in order of size and height, and the astrological signs were arranged on either side according to their status. Master Xuanzang had a deep connection to this place, and the treasure before him was fitting for him to inherit.

The staff he held tinkled with a melodious jingle, its nine rings dangling from it creating a beautiful rhythm. His Vairocana hat reflected a rich aura of Buddha's light, a solemn and sacred aura. This noble monk embodied the true demeanor of a Buddhist disciple, his presence pure and unpretentious, as genuine as the bodhi tree. His character and spiritual attainments commanded admiration, far surpassing those of those who pursued it with falsehood.

"Visitor from another world, I'm delighted to meet you! I, Tang Xuanzang, am honored to meet you! I hope we can work together to prevent this devastating catastrophe. Now, let me use all my skills and supreme Buddhist teachings to purify this ferocious and brutal golden-haired tiger!"

As Tang Xuanzang spoke passionately, the mysterious card, emitting a faint blue light, suddenly shone with a dazzling golden brilliance. Then, this dazzling light shot towards him like a meteor, landing accurately in Li Chen's hands.

Li Chen gripped the magical card tightly, feeling a powerful and warm energy continuously transmitted from the card. He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and instantly transformed the original Moyuan stick in his hand into a solemn and majestic Moyuan staff.

At the same time, countless precious and profound Buddhist classics flooded into Li Chen's mind like a surging tide. These knowledge seemed to be given life, automatically taking root in the depths of his consciousness and rapidly growing and spreading.

In the blink of an eye, Li Chen's comprehension and understanding of Buddhism reached an unprecedented level. His mind became increasingly calm, his thoughts clearer and more agile. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a learned and extraordinary Buddhist monk, ready to unleash earth-shaking magical powers.