Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 285 - 63: Starting the War

Winged Dragon King gazed at the clearly determined Leize in front of him, filled with confusion; he wondered why this famously good-hearted individual had abruptly chosen to demand a deadly duel today.

However, if he truly had to fight Leize, Winged Dragon King was reluctant to do so. This opponent was his natural nemesis. Glancing at the Spiritual Treasure in his mouth, Winged Dragon King displayed a reluctant expression. Such treasures were incredibly rare and sought after. Yet, observing Leize’s indifferent face, Winged Dragon King rationally handed over the Spiritual Treasure.

After acquiring the Spiritual Treasure, Leize did not linger with Winged Dragon King and vanished instantly.

By the banks of the Wei River, the three Dragon Kings shared looks of concern, as Fuxi’s True Spirit had disappeared. For such a being, as long as the True Spirit was not destroyed, it could return to the world.

Water Dragon King suddenly realized it and exclaimed, "Not good. The True Spirit is in the Spiritual Treasure."

The three Dragon Kings hurried to chase after Winged Dragon King, but it was already too late—Leize had taken the Spiritual Treasure long ago.

"Alas! The True Spirit is gone, sowing seeds of future disasters," Water Dragon King said with immense regret.

Fuxi’s troublesome nature left a deep impression on him. Moreover, his Taoist Laws were clearly not yet perfected. If he perfected them, Water Dragon King did not even dare to imagine what might happen.

"Why don’t we find Leize and take back the Spiritual Treasure!" Earth Dragon King suggested.

"Easier said than done," the other replied. "Leize has always been hidden, how can we find him? Even if we did, then what? He is backed by Eastern Emperor Taiyi. With Fuxi now dead, Nuwa might have sensed it already. It’s best not to complicate things further."

Therefore, the Dragon Kings had no choice but to return to their abode. Although they had successfully killed Fuxi, they had not destroyed his True Spirit. This left behind a problem and kept any sense of victory off their faces.

War Dragon King faced a thousand-foot-long giant dragon, its horns prominent, and dragon scales gleaming faintly. Especially noteworthy were the eyes, shining with a light of black and white—it was Candle Dragon, the one who had intervened earlier.

"After this intervention, I will choose to sleep again, hoping that upon my next awakening, I could still see the Dragon Clan thriving," Candle Dragon said with a sigh. He could foresee the ultimate fate of the Dragon Clan and believed that the current Dragon Clan leader before him could sense it too.

"I will not lose. This world belongs to the Dragon Clan. It always has, it does now, and it will in the future. If anyone wants to extinguish the Dragon Clan, they will have to step over my dead body," War Dragon King said resolutely.

"Perhaps you should consider the Ancestral Dragon’s perspective. To defy the heavens is to be prepared to die."

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"I will not consider his thoughts. We are the proud Dragon Clan. Even in choosing death, we will not bow or bend. I do not care what Ancestral Dragon thinks, but as long as I live, the Dragon Clan will fight to the end," War Dragon King declared.

"Alas," all Candle Dragon could do was sigh deeply, his massive body slowly fading from War Dragon King’s sight.

A faint voice seemed to travel through countless spatial barriers, reaching War Dragon King’s ears: "I hope your choice is the right one, and when I awaken, I can still see the Dragon Clan ruling this piece of the world."

War Dragon King watched the direction in which Candle Dragon had disappeared, his gaze deep, a powerful aura surging from his body, his eyes blazing like flames as he murmured, "Yes, you will see that day."

In the vast marshes of Primordial Chaos, there was hidden a small era, belonging solely to Thunder, and it was the hiding place of Leize, the God of Thunder.

In the world of Thunder, there stood a towering Great Chun Tree; he was Leize’s close friend, Great Chun King.

"I never expected that Fuxi would fall so easily; I had wanted to listen to him play the zither," lamented Great Chun King.

"He excelled in calculations, having foreseen this day long ago. That’s why he hid his True Spirit within the River Diagram, awaiting the passing of the great catastrophe. According to his instructions, I will then reincarnate him," Leize said softly. Experience exclusive tales on novelbuddy

Everyone knew Fuxi was devoted to music and led a secluded life, hence had few friends. However, they were unaware of his deep friendship with Great Chun King and Leize, a friendship so strong that they could entrust their lives to each other. This was why Leize easily took the River Diagram from the hands of the Winged Dragon King.

"Alas! Another troublesome autumn, when will all this fighting and killing end?" sighed Great Chun King.

"Are you also going to take action this time?"

"The Dragon Clan should perish, and the human race should rise. This is the will of Heaven. We, Divine Spirits, born in accordance with Heaven, naturally must implement the will of the Heavenly Dao. If the Dragon Clan does not wish to decline, then the gods can only bring them death and destruction," Leize’s intentions were clearer than ever; he was definitely going to act, complying with the Heavenly mandate.

"A great disaster indeed!" sighed Great Chun King.

Lu Yu wandered the earth of Primordial Chaos where laws appeared more evident than in later ages, making it much easier to comprehend the Great Dao. Lu Yu did not dare waste any time; this return to the past was clearly the work of powerful beings and who knew when he might be sent back. He had to seize the time.

Water’s flexibility, earth’s solidity, fire’s heat, metal’s sharpness, and the lush vitality of wood—the rules of the Five Elements flashed before his eyes one by one, solving past puzzles. Between the flow of the Five Qi, Lu Yu seemed to faintly grasp the patterns of their movements. Inside his body, his organs emitted a luminous light, as if a world was being nurtured within him.

Attaining the Realm of Five Qi Toward Source, the state Lu Yu diligently sought, finally revealed its mysterious veil.

Lu Yu opened his tightly shut eyes, his gaze filled with joy. Regardless, this return to the past was already a gain for Lu Yu, and it made him realize why, after Divine Enthronement, figures like Ci Heng, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra had their Three Flowers plucked from their crowns and their Five Qi sealed, then had to reincarnate and cultivate anew.

In their initial cultivation during the epoch of Divine Spirits, the cosmic rules were yet incomplete by the Ancestral Master, thus the Great Dao was flawed; hence, it was easier to observe and comprehend the Tao. However, post-Enthronement, the Great Dao was flawless, and laws were hidden. Things that were once clear now became obscure, greatly raising the difficulty of achieving the Realm of Five Qi Toward Source.

No wonder these figures chose a different path, reincarnating and retaking the path of Buddhism, abandoning the old ways to further their progress and attain their present renown.

Lu Yu exhaled softly; his foot was halfway into the realm of Five Qi Toward Source, a state which in later ages would require much more time to comprehend.

He looked up at the sky, feeling the world’s beauty. That was when he saw a terrifying sight.

A giant sun was plummeting from the sky, carrying flames capable of incinerating everything, crashing towards the ground at an exaggerated speed, and countless creatures looked up to witness this horrifying scene.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi!" A furious roar reverberated across Heaven and Earth as an immense dark figure rose into the air and soared above the Nine Heavens. All the Dragon Clan on the ground began to roar, and the war between Divine Spirits and the Dragon Clan commenced.