Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 288 - 66: Beyond Heaven and Earth

Lu Yu had originally planned to use the Treasure Vase to capture the middle-aged man and then escape, but he didn’t expect such a scene to unfold.

At this point, the middle-aged man had regained his composure, he bowed to Lu Yu in gratitude, and the people of the tribe began to cheer.

Looking at the ecstatic crowd, Lu Yu also wore a smile on his face, hoping it would always be so enchanting.

"Doom has arrived, head towards Mount Buzhou, for life lies there," Lu Yu looked into the distance and said with a smile.

"May I ask for the divine being’s name? The Si Family would like to offer daily worship!" the middle-aged man looked at Lu Yu and shouted loudly.

Lu Yu, seeing the middle-aged man’s grateful and eager face, revealed a meaningful smile and said, "Haha, we will meet again."

After saying these words, Lu Yu flew away. Although he knew the outcome of this battle, he still hoped to witness this part of history with his own eyes.

By now, the Fire Dragon King had already fled to the coast of the Eastern Sea, that deep-seated fear from the soul forced him to choose escape involuntarily.

Reflecting upon it now, the king of the Dragon Clan felt quite annoyed and furious. His pride did not allow him to flee the battlefield, but the fear from his soul made it impossible for him to face that young man.

Angry roars echoed along the shore of the Eastern Sea as the furious Fire Dragon King vented his rage, intense flames setting the entire ocean ablaze, claiming the lives of countless creatures in this catastrophe.

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At this moment, a human tribe appeared in his sight.

This was a medium-sized tribe with a large population and prosperous life. The people of the tribe were exceptionally tall, and their bodies were covered in intricate totemic patterns.

The Fire Dragon King’s eyes lit up; he planned to obliterate this tribe to vent his frustration.

Intense flames enveloped the tribe, and a ferocious dragon slowly emerged from the flames, resembling a demon god from purgatory, bringing death and destruction to the land.

However, today he seemed to be particularly unlucky; the raging flames suddenly calmed down, and the Fire Dragon King felt as if his dominion over fire was being suppressed.

Before long, a burly man emerged from the midst of the tribe. His muscles bulged as if carved to perfection, his fiery red hair flamed like a blaze, and in his hand, he held a giant snake wrapped in flames, his robust vital energy bursting forth like a blazing sun.

"Zhurong!" the Fire Dragon King said in disbelief.

As a being who controlled the dominion of fire in Primordial Chaos, he naturally knew of this Ancestral Shaman who also wielded the power of fire.

What puzzled him was why an Ancestral Shaman of the Witch Tribe would appear from a human tribe.

What the Fire Dragon King did not know was that the Witch Tribe had vigorous vital energy, enabling them to compete with gods and demons. Yet precisely because of this, the offspring of the Witch Tribe were rare, and unlike the Dragon Clan who were indifferent to dietary restrictions, this also resulted in the Witch Tribe’s relatively small population. As time passed, the demographic crisis cast a heavy shadow over the future of the entire Witch Tribe.

However, the emergence of the human race brought a ray of hope to the Witch Tribe, who were in the midst of a crisis. Discover more stories at novelbuddy

The human race was created by Nuwa in the likeness of the Taoist Body, and therefore, their appearance is very similar to that of the Witch Tribe, especially among the sturdier and more robust individuals within humans, who greatly resemble the people of the Witch Tribe.

After attempting intermarriage with the human race, the Witch Tribe discovered that the offspring born from such unions could retain the Witch Tribe’s bloodline and, through cultivation, successfully awaken it to become true members of the Witch Tribe.

This discovery filled the Witch Tribe with ecstatic joy, as their worries about the continuation of their race were thus alleviated.

Under the guidance of the Ancestral Shaman, the Witch Tribe began intermarriage with the human race, and this tribe by the shores of the eastern sea was comprised of humans who had intermarried with the Witch Tribe. Mostly strong and vigorous, they were favored by the Witch Tribe.

"Fire Dragon King, if you want to annihilate the human race, you’ll have to get past me first," Zhurong said with formidable authority.

"Fine, now every Tom, Dick, and Harry thinks they can bully my Dragon Clan, as if we’re made of mud," the Fire Dragon King immediately burst into a rage, as he finally understood the saying that when the wall falls, everyone pushes. The Witch Tribe, whom he had previously looked down upon, now dared to challenge him openly.

But Zhurong smirked and said, "Had it not been for our Witch Tribe withdrawing from the world, how could your Dragon Clan have ever dominated? Today is your day to die, and I have long wanted to fight you to see who truly commands fire in this world."

Having said this, he charged forward, fighting the Fire Dragon King fiercely. Both were masters of flame, and their battle sent fierce flames soaring into the sky. A myriad of terrifying fires intertwined, turning the entire sky red, while the scattered heat evaporated the seawater of the eastern sea, causing great white mists to rise as if they were clouds.

At that moment, the conflict between the powers caused the entire world to tremble. Since the creation of heaven and earth, there had never been a battle so intense and so dire.

The wails of living beings and the sounds of the mighty clashing echoed through the world. Lu Yu stared dazed at this horrific sight. Compared to the great calamity spoken of in future generations, this was on an entirely different scale.

During this apocalypse, all eyes were on the battle between Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the War Dragon King, as the victor would dictate the course of the next era.

In Lu Yu’s eyes, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, wrapped in golden flames, and the dark and ferocious War Dragon King fought from the Nine Heavens to the west.

The powerful shockwaves turned the west into ruins, annihilating all life forms caught in the aftermath.

Then, to the horror of all living beings, the world itself shattered.

The vast continents fractured and split apart, scorching magma ceaselessly gushed forth from underground, while the survivors fled in all directions. Cracks appeared in the sky, allowing the energy of Chaos to seep in, but a transparent protective shield held it at bay.

Lu Yu lifted his head, and for the first time through the fissures, he saw the world beyond heaven and earth, the profound darkness seemingly harboring countless fearsome creatures, all greedily eyeing this world teeming with life.

This was pure disorder and malevolence, completely at odds with the inherent order of living beings. Lu Yu felt as if he could faintly discern their massive forms and the trembling presence they emitted.

These terrifying creatures appeared and disappeared in a flash, yet none of the other beings within the world, including the so-called powers, seemed to have witnessed this fearsome spectacle.

With a mournful roar, the War Dragon King was slain by Eastern Emperor Taiyi, his blood spilling upon the ground. Simultaneously, the remaining battlefields also saw the end of their conflicts, as the kings of the Dragon Clan sealed their defeat with their blood.

Endless blood pooled on the ground, containing the lifeblood and resentment of all creatures lost in this calamity, slowly forming a vast Sea of Blood, filling the entire world with its pungent stench.