I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

Chapter 304: 2 Lang Shen’s confession and memories of Lingxiao Palace.

"Damn it!" Li Chen roared, his eyes wide open and his face filled with indignation. Meanwhile, Erlang Shen, standing beside him, gnashed his teeth and shouted the same two words in indignation. However, despite the rage burning in their hearts, they were helpless in the face of the golden cymbals before them.

They had already exhausted all their strength, unleashing every attacking move imaginable, yet the indestructible golden cymbal remained unscathed. Furthermore, this assault had consumed a vast amount of their mana. Both were now exhausted, and they had no choice but to sit down and rest for a while, recovering some strength before making further plans.

After taking a short breath, Li Chen grabbed some non-meaty food from the system store and handed it to Erlang Zhenjun beside him. "Zhenjun, eat something to replenish your energy." Erlang Zhenjun accepted the food, nodded gratefully, and then wolfed it down. After filling their stomachs, the two men's tense nerves relaxed a little, and they began to chat.

"Mr. Erlang Xiansheng, would you be willing to talk to me? What was the reason why you went astray back then?" Li Chen asked cautiously.

You know, in the game "Dream Westward Journey III", Erlang Shen is a powerful boss guarding the Lingxiao Palace. His strength is unfathomable and terrifying. For many players, he is simply a childhood nightmare.

At that time, most people thought that Erlang Shen was the boss of the last level without any strategy. But in fact, after defeating Erlang Shen, there is also Linglong Pagoda and Jiejiao Heaven Realm.

Hearing Li Chen's question, Erlang Shen was slightly startled. He was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head, his eyes deep and solemn. A few crystal tears quietly slipped from the corners of his eyes, and the tears flowed down his cheeks, as if telling of endless sorrow and regret.

"I believed the treacherous man's deception, and there was also an old feud between me and my uncle, the Jade Emperor, which was difficult to resolve. Back then, my mother, the celestial fairy Yao Ji, the Jade Emperor's sister, longed for the mortal world and descended to the mortal realm. She married a mortal and gave birth to me. However, this forbidden love ultimately violated the laws of the Heavenly Court, and both my mother and father perished. And I..."

At this point, Erlang Shen suddenly fell silent. Li Chen's words were like a sharp sword, piercing the two most vulnerable scars in his heart. One was the untimely death of his mother and father, and the other was his own obsession with evil and being exploited by evil people. These two past events had become the most painful memories in his life that he hated to recall.

Erlang Shen's thoughts drifted back to the epic battle that had taken place in the Sky Palace. Back then, he was majestic and powerful, leading Howling Sky Dog and Flying Sky Eagle on a swift march, defeating Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk, two of Tang Monk's disciples, one after another.

Just as he was feeling complacent and indulging himself, the monkey, wielding the Ruyi Jingu Bang and radiating an aura of dominance, appeared before him like a ghost. That monkey was the last person to stop him, and he stepped forward to engage in another fierce battle, just as he had done five hundred years ago.

"Watch this, Fire Demon Slash!"

Along with this angry roar, Sun Wukong's eyes opened wide, and blazing flames emanated from his whole body. The Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand was wrapped in flames, and he roared like a fire dragon and slashed forward.

At this moment, not far in front of him, Howling Sky Dog was growling with bared teeth, its sharp claws flashing with cold light; the Flying Eagle next to it flapped its wings and flew high, its sharp beak like a sword, piercing straight at Sun Wukong.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel, which brought up a burst of blazing flames and smashed directly towards himself, Roaring Sky Dog and Flying Eagle.

"Stop your arrogance, you rascal! I'll kill you in an instant!" Erlang Shen shouted, his figure flashing, and he instantly transformed into a shadow, appearing behind Sun Wukong in the blink of an eye. He was seen holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, the blade gleaming with cold light, and with an extremely fierce momentum, he stabbed straight at Sun Wukong's back.

However, to Erlang Shen's surprise, Sun Wukong seemed to have anticipated this move. The moment Erlang Shen appeared, the seemingly powerful Fire Demon Slash suddenly changed direction and swept towards him with lightning speed.

Suddenly, waves of fire surged, cleaving the heavens and splitting the earth. The power of the Fire Demon Slash was so immense, each strike felt as heavy as a mountain crushing an egg, and as unstoppable as the force of thunder. At this moment, in Erlang Shen's memories, each strike of the Fire Demon Slash seemed remarkably clear, as if it could penetrate the barriers of time and space, striking once again fiercely at the unwilling, twisted, and hideous self of yesteryear.

The battle was thrilling, with both sides fighting back and forth, neither side yielding. But the outcome was not the same as it had been five hundred years before. This time, despite his utmost efforts, Erlang Shen was ultimately outmatched and defeated by Sun Wukong. However, at a crucial moment, he received secret help from someone he deeply detested—the demon—and successfully escaped.

Then the demon used him again and made him cause chaos in the Moon Palace, but he was still defeated by Sun Wukong and his companions. It was not until then that he realized that he was just a puppet of the hateful demon, and the dignified Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun had become a pawn being used by others!

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun worked hard to become stronger, and practiced hard in Guanjiangkou, finally getting rid of his inner demons. But then came the tragic news: Tang Sanzang and his disciples were killed by Tongtian Patriarch! The Twelve Ancestral Witches were also released!

Because of the reappearance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the world is once again littered with corpses and devastated. Witnessing this tragedy, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was heartbroken and filled with anger.

In order to atone for his sins, he resolutely led his loyal subordinates on a journey to conquer the evil twelve witch ancestors. Along the way, they overcame all obstacles and bravely killed the enemies, which was very impressive.

Just as they were about to defeat the Thunder Ancestral Witch, Erlang Shen and his companions, who had thought victory was certain, encountered an unexpected setback. Despite the incomparable bravery of Erlang Shen, his Meishan brothers, and five hundred Grass-Headed Gods, who had defeated the thousand-year-old bat demon without a fight, they were ultimately caught off guard and fell prey to the treacherous schemes of the Yellow-Eyebrowed King.

The Yellow Eyebrow King suddenly used an incredibly powerful magic weapon, the Golden Hammer, and instantly trapped Erlang Shen inside. The poor Meishan brothers and the five hundred grass-headed gods were caught off guard and were all captured by the Yellow Eyebrow King with another magic weapon, the Human Bag, leaving them in a state of uncertainty.

After listening to Erlang Shen's story, Li Chen stepped forward, patted him gently on the back, and said, "It's okay. Admitting one's mistakes and correcting them is the greatest virtue!"

That's all I can say now. After all, the past has already happened and cannot be changed. We can't give up yet. For the hopes of all living beings, neither Li Chen nor Erlang Shen has any despair in their hearts, because they know despair is useless. Only hard work can bring a better tomorrow!