I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Jade Rabbit Fairy heard the anxious cries of the women, and her heart tightened. She immediately cast her magic and rushed over like a flash of lightning. Her figure was like a light petal falling, and in an instant she was in front of Li Chen, who had collapsed in the arms of Hibiscus Fairy.

The Fairy Rabbit's beautiful eyes gazed upon Li Chen's pale face, her brow furrowed slightly, a look of worry on her face. She reached out her delicate hand and gently placed it on Li Chen's wrist, feeling his faint pulse. After a moment, the Fairy Rabbit's expression grew serious, and she whispered, "This isn't good. Li Chen's injuries are extremely serious and require immediate attention."

Upon hearing this, the women gathered around him, looking anxiously at Li Chen, their eyes filled with deep concern. Their hearts felt like they were being struck by a heavy hammer, the pain unbearable, fearing that something might happen to Li Chen.

Elsewhere, Tongtian Patriarch led a group of powerful warriors in a standoff against the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had condensed Pangu's true form. Tongtian Patriarch stood at the forefront, his figure towering and imposing, emanating an unparalleled majesty. Beside him, Zhao Gongming, Luo Xuan, Lü Yue, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, and other powerful Jiejiao warriors lined up in a row, all with solemn expressions, ready for battle.

Furthermore, Li Chen's Flower-Fruit Mountain Demon-Slaying Army soldiers were arrayed neatly behind Tongtian Patriarch, weapons in hand, their momentum unleashed, as if ready to charge into battle at any moment. Meanwhile, the powerful individuals Li Chen had recruited, including Nezha the Third Prince of Heaven, Erlang Shen, Pingyi, Feilian, Yinglong Gu, and Nüba, as well as the demons Li Chen had transformed into zombies, also gathered to fight the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The scene was truly spectacular, as powerful figures from all sides gathered here to save Li Chen and defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Anger burned in everyone's hearts, determined to make the Twelve Ancestral Witches pay for the serious injuries inflicted on Li Chen.

"Hahahahahaha!" A deafening laugh echoed through the heavens and earth, filled with disdain and arrogance. "I didn't expect so many people would show up. Looks like we can start a killing spree!"

The laughter emanated from Pangu's true form, forged from the Twelve Ancestral Witches. His body was as vast as a mountain, his face as ferocious as a demon's, every muscle brimming with strength, every bone as hard as steel. In his eyes, the warriors who had come to support Li Chen were but a bunch of insignificant ants. A few swings of his massive axe would reduce them to ashes.

However, just as Pangu's true body was laughing wildly, a roar suddenly sounded, like a thunderclap, shaking the entire world.

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, stop being so arrogant!" This roar came from Tongtian Patriarch, his voice filled with anger and majesty. Following his roar, he waved his hands, and four dazzling rays of light suddenly shot out from his hands.

These four rays of light were the Immortal Execution Sword, the Immortal Slaughter Sword, the Immortal Trap Sword, and the Immortal Absolute Sword. These four immortal swords spun rapidly in the air, like four meteors streaking across the sky, flying straight towards Pangu's true body with unparalleled power.

In an instant, Tongtian Patriarch's body was surrounded by four immortal swords, forming a huge sword formation. A powerful force gushed out from the sword formation, like a violent torrent, sweeping away everything around.

The Zhu Xian Sword gleamed with a chilling, sharp golden light, so dazzling that it seemed capable of severing everything in the world. Whether it was incomparably hard stone or the most flexible silk, it was as fragile as tofu before it.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword released a dense black light, like the deathly aura of the Nine Nether Hell. Wherever it passed, vegetation withered, and life was lost. Simply gazing at that black light filled one's heart with an unspeakable fear.

Wherever the Xianjian Sword passed, the entire world was dyed into a shocking blood-red color. The blood-red light was like a burning flame, blazing endlessly, as if it was going to devour everything.

The Absolute Immortal Sword, like a ghost, appears and disappears without warning, sometimes disappearing and sometimes suddenly reappearing, making it impossible to determine its exact location. This unpredictable movement makes it extremely difficult for opponents to deal with it, as they have no idea where it will strike next.

At this thrilling moment, a voice suddenly rang out: "It's you, Master Tongtian! It was you who fought those controlled puppets in the Biyou Palace and finally lifted the seal on us. Now, let us personally put an end to the destruction of this world!"

The owner of this voice was none other than the Twelve Ancestral Shamans who had condensed Pangu's true form. They finally recognized Tongtian Patriarch, the one who had fought against the Buddhist-controlled Tang Monk and his disciples in the Biyou Palace and ultimately unsealed the Twelve Ancestral Shamans.

"Alright! Today is the day you, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, die!"

Tongtian Patriarch's eyes widened in anger, his voice booming like thunder between heaven and earth. He stared intently at the gigantic Pangu's true form before him, the rage in his heart erupting like a volcano.

He had already been unable to tolerate the fact that Tang Sanzang and his disciples had been controlled by the Buddhist sect, which had led to the lifting of the seal on the Twelve Ancestral Witches. And now, his "grandson" Li Chen had also been seriously injured by this abominable Pangu's true body, which had brought his anger to an extreme level!

"Four swords become one!"

Tongtian Patriarch roared, his voice deafening, as if the entire world trembled. As he shouted, the four immortal swords surrounding him suddenly began to spin at an astonishing speed, as if imbued with life. The four rays of light flashed alternately like lightning, dazzling the eyes.

In an instant, the four immortal swords intertwined in the air into a brilliant web of light, then suddenly converged. Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light flashed, and a stunning giant sword appeared in Tongtian Patriarch's hand.

The blade of this precious sword presents a strange blue and white color, as if it contains endless power, while the hilt shines with brilliant golden light, as dazzling as the sun.

Seeing Tongtian Sect Master's powerful magic weapon, the other experts all looked solemn and did not dare to be negligent. They knew that the task of besieging Pangu's true body was extremely difficult and that the slightest mistake could lead to death.

At this moment, Nezha took the lead, his flaming spear flashing with dazzling light, his wind-fire wheels spinning rapidly, and he rushed towards him like a red lightning bolt. His attack seemed fierce, but in fact it was just a test of Pangu's true body's weakness, not using his full strength.

However, just as Nezha was about to approach Pangu's true body, an indescribable powerful force suddenly erupted from Pangu's true body, like a volcanic eruption. This force was like a tidal wave, instantly sending Nezha flying.

Seeing Nezha flying backwards like a meteor, everyone was horrified. Fortunately, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun reacted quickly. He flashed and flew up like a bird, catching Nezha in time.

However, this terrifying force did not stop there, it continued to rage like a violent storm. Although Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun and Nezha barely managed to withstand the attack, they were still knocked back dozens of meters by this enormous force, and finally fell heavily to the ground.