I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

On the other side of the battlefield, the Fire-Eating Poison Scorpion was engaged in a thrilling battle with fifteen Asuras. Her form suddenly transformed, instantly transforming into a gigantic scorpion, covered in a hard shell. Her pincers gleamed with cold light, and the deadly venomous hook on her tail was a terrifying sight.

Faced with this terrifying foe, the fifteen Asuras showed no fear. Wielding a variety of weapons, they surged towards the Fire-Eating Poison Scorpion like a tide. However, the Fire-Eating Poison Scorpion's strength far exceeded their expectations. Her pincers were lightning-fast, each swing unleashing a powerful gust of wind, making it difficult for the Asuras to close in. Furthermore, the poisonous hook on her tail resembled the Grim Reaper's scythe; a strike would be disastrous.

Meanwhile, the Nine-Tailed Fox and the Three Celestial Fairies were engaged in fierce battles with fifteen Asuras on their respective battlefields. The Nine-Tailed Fox softly opened her red lips, chanting an incantation. The glazed orb in her hand suddenly shone with dazzling light. As her magical power flowed, the orb, as if by magic, split into millions of powerful glazed orbs, which rained down upon the fifteen Asuras.

These glazed orbs were not only incredibly powerful but also incredibly fast. The Asuras had no time to dodge and could only use their weapons to block them. However, these glazed orbs were like cannonballs, easily penetrating their defenses and causing them immense damage.

The nine tails behind the Nine-Tailed Fox also danced flexibly like long whips, lashing at the Asuras. Each lash was carried with tremendous force, causing the Asuras to suffer unbearably.

The Three Heavenly Fairies were even more direct, unleashing their three magical weapons without hesitation: the Primordial Golden Bowl, the Golden Dragon Shears, and the Dragon Binding Rope. These three magical weapons were all peerless divine weapons of immense power, and with the Three Heavenly Fairies' terrifying sage-level cultivation, they unleashed unparalleled might.

The Primordial Golden Bowl, like a massive whirlpool, sucked the fifteen Asuras in tightly, preventing them from breaking free. The Golden Dragon Shears, like two ferocious dragons, swirled and danced in the air, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the Asuras. The Dragon Binding Rope, like a nimble snake, tightly wrapped around the Asuras, restricting their movement.

Under the combined suppression of these three magic weapons, the fifteen Asuras were trapped and could not exert their full strength at all. They could only struggle to hold on under the attacks of the Three Fairies.

However, the remaining people were slightly weaker in strength than Li Chen, Fairy Hibiscus, Fire-Eating Poison Scorpion, Nine-tailed Sky Fox, and Three Sky Fairies. Therefore, the number of Asuras besieging them was relatively smaller, but there were still about ten people.

At this moment, the thousand-year-old bat demon suddenly opened its mouth and unleashed a deafening thunder attack. This thunder sound, like a thunderclap, exploded in the air, sweeping towards the Asuras with astonishing power.

At the same time, Qingxiao Jade Maiden also sprang into action. She gently stroked the seven-stringed pipa, the strings vibrating and emitting a clear, melodious sound. However, this sound was no ordinary music; it contained a bone-chilling chill. As she played, the chill spread like a current, condensing the surrounding air into ice crystals.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan played her jade flute. Her melodious sound was like the sound of nature. But behind this beautiful music lay immense power. As she played, a host of mountain spirits were summoned. Their forms varied, yet all were incredibly lovely. They charged fiercely at the Asuras.

The coordinated attacks of these three formed a thrilling "concert." The thousand-year-old bat demon's thunderous cry was like the lead singer's high note, shocking the heart; the Qingxiao Jade Maiden's pipa sound was like the bass accompaniment, cold and steady; and Xiao Yan's jade flute sounded like a harmony, melodious and graceful.

However, for the Asuras, this "concert" was far from enjoyable. The violent thunder, the biting cold wind, and the fierce attacks launched by the mountain spirits summoned by Xiao Yan made them completely unable to withstand it. Faced with this powerful offensive, the Asuras could only flee in panic, gaining no advantage at all.

The seven spider spirits moved in unison. With a single movement, they untied their robes, revealing their snow-white bellies. At that moment, a stream of white silk erupted from their navels, streaking across the sky like a meteor, swift as lightning, hurtling straight towards the fifteen Asuras.

At the same time, the Hundred Immortals Butterfly was not to be outdone. She flapped her wings at an extremely fast speed, making a buzzing sound. As her wings flapped, a powerful airflow suddenly formed, carrying green poisonous powder with it. Like a green tornado, it roared towards the Asuras.

Upon seeing this, Wenwen unhesitatingly transformed into her true form, the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito. Her body instantly grew immense, her wings like a black blood cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun. The twin blades in her hands flashed with a cold light, each swing creating a sharp gust of wind. Like a raging beast, Wenwen frantically attacked the Asuras, besieged by spider silk and poisonous gas.

Ao Xue and Ao Shuang, in perfect sync, coordinated their actions, unleashing countless piercing sword energies. These sword energies were like the bitter cold wind of winter, icy and piercing, as if they could penetrate a person's bones. They whistled through the air, tearing the void apart wherever they passed, emitting bursts of piercing sounds.

These sword energies were like a pack of ferocious wolves, lunging at the Asuras with bared fangs and claws. They were fierce and unstoppable, carrying with them an unparalleled murderous intent and hostility that sent shudders down one's spine.

At the same time, Ye Wenjun and Meng Shan also unleashed their unique skills. In a flash, they transformed into the forms of Rushou, the Ancestral Shaman of Gold, and Jumang, the Ancestral Shaman of Wood.

Ye Wenjun's whole body radiated a dazzling golden light, and then she transformed into a majestic image of a human body with a tiger head and two dragons under her feet. She held two huge golden axes in her hands, and every time she swung them, it would trigger a golden storm, which contained endless golden divine power.

Meng Shan transformed into the form of the Wood Ancestral Witch, a bird-like figure with a human face. She began to summon countless thorny vines, which danced freely in the air like living creatures. With a gentle wave of her hand, the vines rushed towards the Asuras like lightning, tearing black cracks into the void wherever they passed.

Dodder wasn't idle either. Taking advantage of the Asuras' momentary evasion, he quickly unleashed his vines and nets. Countless green vines erupted from his body, forming a massive net that tightly entangled the Asuras. These vines were incredibly strong, and no matter how hard the Asuras struggled, they couldn't break free.

Li Zhaohuang stood aside, quietly observing the battle. When she saw the opportunity, she unleashed the swordsmanship Li Chen had taught her without hesitation. The sword in her hand shone with a multicolored light, the power of the nine ancient witches, the Five Elements and Four Symbols, bestowed upon her by Li Chen.

Li Zhaohuang channeled all of this powerful force into the sword in his hand, then swung it fiercely. A multicolored sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, shot towards the entangled Asuras. The power contained in this sword light was extremely terrifying. Wherever it passed, the void was forcibly torn apart, forming a black crack.