The Battle in Journey to the West
Chapter 178 - 175: The Candle Dragon’s Eye Slays Guang Ze

Chapter 178: Chapter 175: The Candle Dragon’s Eye Slays Guang Ze

The Jiao Demon King went back to the North Sea to fetch the Dragon Transformation Grass but encountered Guangze Dragon King Ao Shun. Because Ao Shun was injured by the deathly aura of the North Sea and needed the Dragon Transformation Grass to repair his flesh, neither would give way, leading to a great battle.

The Jiao Demon King swallowed the Dragon Transformation Grass, and his body was about to transform into a true dragon. At this moment, half of his body had already turned golden.

"Boom!"

When the claw of the Jiao Demon King touched Ao Shun, it caused a large area of the sea to boil. All members of the Sea Tribe within a hundred miles fled in disarray; the powerful dragon’s presence kept them from daring to come close.

As the Jiao Demon King was in the process of transforming into a dragon, his body was in great pain. Thankfully, the Witch Clan’s runes suppressed it, greatly reducing the agony, but it still inconvenient to engage in magic combat. Moreover, being in the North Sea, the territory of the Dragon King, the Jiao Demon King naturally did not dare to linger too much. After clashing with Ao Shun, he immediately flew out of the sea, heading towards the Dongsheng Immortal State.

Ao Shun chased after him. The Jiao Demon King transformed into a thousand-foot Jiao Dragon, half of his body already assuming the form of a true dragon, undergoing metamorphosis. The pain was unbearable, something ordinary people could not endure. Those with a weaker will might have even passed out from the pain.

The Jiao Demon King howled in agony as he fled continuously, while Ao Shun relentlessly pursued him.

The two of them chasing and fleeing, occasionally exchanging blows, made their way to the coastline.

Ao Shun cursed loudly, "Jiao Demon King, where else do you think you can flee to! Spit out the Dragon Transformation Grass immediately if you want me to spare your life!"

For the past hundred years, Ao Shun suffered terribly from the deathly aura, his flesh rotting and unable to show his face before others, which also made his personality extremely violent.

The Jiao Demon King was in excruciating pain, his body convulsing. Finally, the remaining half of his body also transformed into that of a true dragon. A majestic dragon’s power arose, and Witch Clan runes spread all over his body. The golden dragon scales turned black in an instant, and a terrifying aura circulated within them.

"Haha, haha! I have actually merged with the luck of one of the Twelve Witch Gods, Candle Nine Yin, imitating Heaven and Earth!" The Jiao Demon King burst into laughter, then shook his body, transforming into a colossal dragon, pitch black with a human face, resembling an evil spirit, terrifying and fierce.

The Jiao Demon King refined Gonggong’s essence blood and, after consuming the Dragon Transformation Grass, did not gain the Ancestral Dragon’s luck from Ying Long but instead acquired the luck of the Candle Dragon. Known also as Candle Nine Yin, with vast divine powers, a single breath could shake heaven and earth, changing the seasons.

Ao Shun was shocked, not expecting that after succeeding in transforming, the Jiao Demon King would also obtain the luck of the Candle Dragon. Unleashing Imitating Heaven and Earth, he transformed into the Candle Dragon, whose greatest ability was corrosion! Everything under its gaze would corrode into nothingness instantly. When its eyes closed, the world would turn dark, and upon reopening, clarity would return. Its breath could change the seasons, turning them into scorching summer or blowing them into frigid winter.

Feeling the gaze of the Jiao Demon King transformed into the Candle Dragon, Ao Shun immediately sensed his flesh and soul on the brink of dissolution, which made him retreat in shock, prompting him to dodge everywhere the Jiao Demon King looked.

The Jiao Demon King cursed, "Ao Shun, you old thief, weren’t you trying to kill me just now? Let’s see what you can do!"

The moment the Jiao Demon King closed his eyes, the world instantly darkened, so much so that one couldn’t see their own hand before them, and Ao Shun’s divine sense could not discern the surroundings.

Suddenly, Ao Shun felt a strong gust of wind from the side and hurriedly cast a spell to block it, but it was still a step too late. Before he could release the spell, he was struck by a sweep of the Jiao Demon King’s tail, sending him flying hundreds of yards away, breaking countless bones.

With the Candle Dragon’s eyes closed, darkness enveloped the world. Just a moment ago, as soon as the Jiao Demon King closed his eyes, Ao Shun lost all sense of direction. The Candle Dragon’s divine skills were incredibly formidable.

"Die!" the Jiao Demon King suddenly opened his eyes, gazing at Ao Shun. Everything in his sight, whether rocks or plants, corroded into nothingness instantly.

"Aooo!" Ao Shun screamed, feeling his flesh and Primordial Spirit dissolve, enduring immense pain.

The divine skills of the Candle Dragon were too strange and cunning. Ao Shun had never imagined that the Jiao Demon King’s luck would be so good that he would transform into the Candle Dragon immediately after becoming a dragon.

Usually, for dragons to transform, they inherit the luck of Ying Long, but the Jiao Demon King inherited the luck of the Candle Dragon because he had refined the Witch God’s Vital Blood, which made the fusion with the Candle Dragon’s luck much easier for him.

Ao Shun turned and fled. Naturally, the Jiao Demon King was unwilling to let him go and chased after him, fixing his gaze on Ao Shun. However, Ao Shun dodged left and right, even hiding behind rocks at times, making it difficult for the Jiao Demon King to kill him with his stare alone.

"To think it’s the fearsome existence of the Candle Dragon, this Jiao Demon King has hit the jackpot! He’s even transformed into a Shaman God!" Ao Shun cursed inwardly in frustration. Not only did he fail to obtain the Dragon Transformation Grass, but now he was also about to lose his life, which was utterly infuriating.

The Jiao Demon King cursed, "Ao Shun, where do you think you’re escaping to? Come out and fight me!"

Of course, Ao Shun was unwilling to come out and fight the Jiao Demon King. Now that the Jiao Demon King had merged with the luck of the Candle Dragon, he could imitate the shape of the Candle Dragon, and his divine skills were too terrifying. He could kill with just a look. Both Ao Shun’s body and Primordial Spirit had been corroded somewhat, causing him great pain.

The Jiao Demon King lashed his tail against a massive mountain, causing it to burst open and revealing Ao Shun’s figure. With a laugh, he opened his mouth and spit out a large Witch God’s Water Thunder!

"Boom!"

The Witch God’s Water Thunder came at him, and Ao Shun had no time to dodge. He could only bring up the shell of a Sea Clan Golden Turtle to block it. This turtle was also a formidable existence among turtle-kind, not to mention its mana, but its defense was extremely terrifying, as the shell was very hard to penetrate.

The Water Thunder struck the shell, which turned into a large shield, protecting Ao Shun behind it. When the Water Thunder exploded, it even cracked the shell.

The Jiao Demon King himself was startled by the power of this Water Thunder he had spit out, not expecting it to be so terrifyingly powerful.

"Eye of the Candle Dragon, corrode for me!" The Jiao Demon King’s eyes flickered with a black light. Wherever his gaze traversed, everything was turned into nothingness, unstoppable by anything. The turtle shell too began to corrode under that gaze.

It was during the great battle between the Ancient Witch God Zhu Jiuyin and the demon race that such terror was revealed. With one glance, tens of thousands of demon troops were slain.

The turtle shell was corroded by the Eye of the Candle Dragon and turned into nothingness. Ao Shun broke out in a cold sweat and turned to flee, only to feel that gaze once again upon his back, and a sharp pain struck his chest. Looking down, there was a large hole exposed in his chest, clearly corroded by the Jiao Demon King’s Eye of the Candle Dragon. This part of his chest had turned into nothingness and could not be repaired.

With another glare from the Jiao Demon King, the void itself was corroded through, revealing a vast expanse of Primordial Chaos Qi. This strike was nearly on par with a Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal!

"Ah!!!"

Ao Shun cried out in agony, his body twisted violently before he exploded, turned into nothingness by the Eye of the Candle Dragon, dying a tragic death. His millennia of cultivation amounted to naught, with not even a complete corpse left behind.

After killing Ao Shun, the Jiao Demon King returned to his human form, a vertical eye emerging at his brow, that remained closed. Once opened, it could corrode everything.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha! Eye of the Candle Dragon, I’ve actually inherited the luck of Zhu Jiuyin and can transform into a Candle Dragon, which is far stronger than the luck of Ying Long!" The Jiao Demon King couldn’t help but let out a strange laugh.

However, using the Eye of the Candle Dragon left him extremely weak in mana. He quickly took out a Peach of Immortality from his waist pouch and chewed it down. After recovering for a moment, he headed towards Flower-Fruit Mountain. His cultivation had also reached the Second Heaven of Da Luo Golden Immortal as a result of devouring the Dragon Transformation Grass, and the breakthrough to the Third Heaven was imminent with a Heavenly Tribulation to refine his Primordial Spirit!

To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next Chapter.

PS: I caught a terrible cold over the New Year, and although I’ve gotten better these last two days, I don’t know why my throat started hurting again. I only smoked half a cigarette this morning before daring not to continue; it hurt to inhale, and I started bringing up blood in my phlegm. Also, it’s been raining, so I didn’t go out to exercise, and sitting for a long time makes my neck ache to death. I wrote this Chapter standing up. The word count might be a little short, I ask for your understanding. I’ll take a nap, and this afternoon I’ll do my best to write a bigger Chapter of four or five thousand words to make up for it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Starting Point (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)