Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 717 - 546: Black Dragon in the Sky, Gathering Fate

Chapter 717: Chapter 546: Black Dragon in the Sky, Gathering Fate

Yu Jin found himself indecisive at that moment, just then, a demon took the opportunity to draw near, its mouth gaping wide as it aimed for a bite at Yu Jin.

Wang Yang was quick to react, his sword flashing out to decapitate the demon, leaving only its ashes to flutter between heaven and earth, eventually drifting towards the giant eye in the sky, followed by Wang Yang’s gaze.

The giant eye had begun to take on a more definite shape, its long mouth resembling a crocodile’s, but with only one eye, and atop its head, two horns soared up towards the heavens.

This appearance allowed Wang Yang to immediately recognize its identity, Dragon!

In Huaxia, dragons are irreplaceable deities, the faith in every Huaxia person’s heart, in a way, dragons are the spirit of every Huaxia person.

The dragon had only one eye, and just a dragon’s head so far, still far from amassing its entire body.

"Thank you, General Wang, for the rescue."

Yu Jin’s heart raced with shock, having been careless for just a moment, demons had almost infiltrated his defenses, an unexpected situation indeed.

After expressing his thanks to Wang Yang, Yu Jin dared not halt the swings of his Three-pointed Double-edged Blade; if he did stop, even for just a few breaths, demons would surely fill the gap anew.

Wang Yang’s attention was wholly fixed on the giant eye in the sky, not even noticing Yu Jin beside him, as parts other than the eye began to condense in the sky.

In theory, such a being should not exist in this world, but since it hasn’t launched an official attack yet, it’s unclear whether the one-eyed Black Dragon in the sky possesses any real power.

Nature’s spiritual energy is extremely scarce in this world; such power, simply with its aura, is unattainable for ordinary people.

Furthermore, the circumstances in the Three Kingdoms world make Daoist Cultivation especially difficult, with even the most basic step into the path of cultivation hard to achieve, but apparently, there’s said to be a Nanhua Old Immortal in this world.

If there is indeed a cultivator in this world, then the Nanhua Old Immortal, who bestowed the Taiping Essentials to Zhang Jiao, is without a doubt the prime suspect.

However, the existence of Nanhua Old Immortal remains questionable, since other than the opening where Zhang Jiao obtains Taiping Essentials, there seems to be very little description of him.

Moreover, judging by the way Nanhua Old Immortal is introduced, it’s unlikely that he possesses great strength.

If Nanhua Old Immortal were truly powerful, he could have led a force and instigated the Yellow Turban Rebellion himself,

instead of allowing Zhang Jiao to be the frontman, with himself remaining obscure, and to think that Zhang Jiao eventually failed. At the very least, this gives Wang Yang a sliver of an idea: although spiritual energy is thin in this world, it’s still possible that cultivators exist.

The description of Taiping Essentials in the realm of the Three Kingdoms mostly involves the use of talismans for healing, and though Zhang Jiao claimed he could summon lightning and thunder, it proved to be of no use.

Wang Yang’s Longsword never ceased moving as he pondered how to confront the Black Dragon in the sky, surely the spokesperson of darkness in this world wouldn’t be so foolish.

He wouldn’t be spending effort on something meaningless; the most likely explanation was that the Black Dragon had other schemes in mind, or perhaps Wang Yang’s current strength was not sufficient to uncover the truth.

Before the Black Dragon made its move, there were but two possibilities: the first was akin to Zhuge Liang’s Empty Fort Strategy, a bluff, mere saber-rattling, the second was that the Black Dragon was brewing something.

Based on Wang Yang’s judgment, he leaned more towards the likelihood of the second possibility, but the difficulty lay in whether he knew how to respond.

Without realizing it, the thirty thousand Tiger Guard Army had slain the majority of the demons and monsters, while the Black Dragon in the sky had become even more tangible, akin to the Sword of Damocles hanging above,

even Wang Yang was startled by the growing momentum of the Black Dragon, exuding an aura capable of sweeping across the Four Seas and Eight Wastes, compelling Wang Yang to believe it was not merely a facade.

Yet, in this world, to wield such power, the cost is far from minor.

Thinking this, Wang Yang had just slain a demon, its transmutation into ashes causing him to pause.

The scene was eerily reminiscent of sacrificial rites, and Wang Yang seemed to have realized what the darkness in this world intended to do, shocked by its maliciousness.

To plunder the world’s foundation, it intended to sacrifice all its people, using mortals as resources to vie for dominance, and once powerful enough, continue the cycle of sacrifice, unending.

Recognizing the intent of the darkness, Wang Yang took a sharp breath. If the darkness were allowed to spread, the world would not face a disaster of demons but a calamity of shattered worlds.

The method of sacrificing the natives was akin to directly seizing the world’s essence, plundering it in the cruelest manner.

At that moment, Wang Yang felt somewhat at a loss.

The one-eyed Black Dragon in the sky loomed larger than the walls of Shouchun City, over a hundred zhang in size, with majestic horns, and that solitary eye emitted strands of dangerous aura.

Wang Yang undoubtedly sensed this aura, his heart sinking into some despair. Perhaps stimulated by the Demonic Qi, the power within Wang Yang grew ever stronger, since the force he carried was not for naught.

Wang Yang suddenly noticed that Yu Jin seemed to have red vapor steaming off him; he was certain he wasn’t mistaken. Looking at the other Tiger Guard soldiers, streaks of red tinged their mostly white aura, with only a few approaching half red.