Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 577 - 319 Unsheathe the Sword_2

After a while, the struggling God of Forest gradually calmed down, the expression of pain on his face slowly faded away, and he pulled a sneaky smile at the corner of his mouth, muttering to himself, "Success, great Sovereign, your servant shall await your descent in this world."

Countless fallen spirits appeared on the dark land, each of them wearing a sneaky smile; the divine kingdom had utterly succumbed to corruption, yet from the outside, there seemed to be no change in the Divine Kingdom of Forest—it was the power of deception at work.

In his domain, Joy anxiously waited in the hidden chamber, pacing back and forth for a long time, the dim light flickering across his unsettled face.

Suddenly, a dark shadow emerged slowly from the wall, taking the form of the God of Forest.

Joy was stupefied by the sudden appearance of the God of Forest, haunted by only one thought—that his collusion with the Demon to scheme against the Divine Spirit had been exposed. This thought made him ready to flee, but then he noticed the God before him wore the same sneaky smile as the Demon he once knew.

"Success?" he asked incredulously.

"Of course, the power of my master is not something these false gods can withstand," the shadow replied confidently.

Overjoyed, Joy danced around with glee, pulling out a bottle of fine wine from the chamber. Pouring two glasses, he handed one to the Demon, saying, "Mr. Demon, to our success."

"No, from this day forward, you shall call me the great God of Forest," the Demon said, taking the wine glass and downing it in one gulp.

"You need to do something for me," the Demon suddenly said after the celebration.

"What do you need?" Joy, still caught up in his euphoria, asked with a puzzled look upon hearing the Demon's words.

"Find an Old Monk in bare feet and a white robe."

"Barefoot and in a white robe, isn't that the Desecrator of the God who's wanted?"

"Exactly, that man, he's the biggest enemy of my master. Find him and notify me," the Demon spoke softly, his figure growing transparent and gradually disappearing into the chamber.

As the Demon left, Joy sat on a stool in the chamber, gazing at the dim light before him, and murmured to himself in delight, "From now on, I will be the true master of this domain; even Arthur's return will be in vain."

Meanwhile, the very Arthur in Joy's thoughts looked utterly disheveled; his long neglect of sleep and food had altered his appearance significantly, with messy hair, deep dark circles under his eyes, and a body that reeked from a lack of bathing. If he were thrown into the street, many would likely mistake him for a beggar.

The one thing setting him apart was the increasing brightness in his eyes, which shone brilliantly like the sun.

Lu Yu stood on high ground, looking down at Arthur and nodded slightly; he knew the young man had finally found what he was searching for, ready to embrace his destiny.

The disheveled Arthur excitedly located Lu Yu and shouted enthusiastically, "Mr. Lu, I've found the King's philosophy."

Lu Yu landed in front of him with a smile and asked, "Have you now? Tell me about it."

Arthur stood solemnly, looking at Lu Yu. He extended his arms as if embracing the entire world and spoke with a serious tone, "A King is born of the people, without the people, there is no King."

Lu Yu clapped his hands with a laugh, saying, "Good, with this philosophy, you are indeed capable of wielding the Treasured Sword."

"Mr. Lu, I will go pull the sword now," Arthur replied excitedly upon hearing Lu Yu's words, eager to draw the sword that belonged to the King.

"Wait," Lu Yu stopped him.

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Arthur turned his head with a puzzled look, not knowing why Mr. Lu had called him back, when he heard Lu Yu's teasing words, "So you plan to just pull out that sacred treasured sword like this."

Only then did Arthur realize his own appearance and smell the odor on his body, a bashful smile spreading across his face as he hurriedly ran off to tidy up.

When he appeared before Lu Yu again, that imposing, handsome, and well-built youth had returned.

Seeing this, Lu Yu nodded with a smile and said, "Let's go, it's time to pull out that treasured sword, it has been waiting for you for a long time."

As Arthur stood on the boulder once more, his heart was undisturbed. He thought he would be exuberant, but was unexpectedly calm.

He carefully examined the treasured sword lodged in the boulder, feeling the joy coming from it.

His right hand gently grasped the hilt, and without much effort, he pulled the treasured sword from the stone, and a golden light immediately illuminated the entire city, casting the ancient castle in a magnificent glow.

And at the moment Arthur pulled out the treasured sword, a tremendous roar sounded between heaven and earth, and golden Auspicious Clouds appeared in the sky, breaking through the Land of Death's obstruction and allowing sunlight to shine upon the castle.

Green vines swiftly climbed the castle walls, and purple flowers fluttered in the wind, making the entire castle look as beautiful as if it had stepped out of a painting.

However, the presence of death soon began to surge, attacking from all directions, aiming to invade the castle. Lu Yu stood atop the castle, looking at the rolling onslaught of deathly aura, and laughed, "This is my territory now, you shall not ruin it."

He stretched out his finger, which shone with a dazzling light, the brilliance of Lu Yu's Primordial Spirit. Though it seemed just a speck compared to the boundless presence of death, it was enough to pierce through the darkness and not let the endless deathly aura advance a single step.

The phenomenon over the Land of Death immediately drew the attention of everyone in the world, and the clash between the Primordial Spirit Force of Lu Yu and the deathly aura made even Divine Spirits feel a tremor in their hearts.

"What is this power, so formidable? Seeing it, I feel as though I'm seeing another universe, vast and endless, reaching directly into the cosmos," the voice of knowledge and wisdom said softly, sensing the power from the Primordial Spirit Light of Lu Yu. Through this glimmer, he seemed to glimpse into a brand-new world.

This world was so divine and powerful that, by comparison, his own proud position as a Divine Spirit seemed insignificant. He couldn't help but express his admiration.

"What intrigues me is another force, weak yet possessing a soul-shaking power, feeling as though it could have some impact on us," said the woman holding the lyre.

"Feel it closely, the whole world is in joy, seemingly celebrating the birth of this power. I can sense that this force must be closely related to the human race."

Meanwhile, the Old Monk looking at the phenomenon also frowned slightly and murmured, "I seem to see destruction and death, oh Lord, where is this fragile world headed."

In the Divine Kingdom of Forest, the Demon, sitting on the former Divine Throne, looked at the phenomenon in the sky for a long time without speaking, and after a while, murmured softly, "What a terrifying power, to think it could make me feel fear. I wonder which Divine Spirit it is, I hope it doesn't disrupt my master's plans."

At that moment, as Arthur completely pulled the treasured sword from the stone, the spectacle in the sky gradually disappeared, and the light faded. Arthur, holding the treasured sword aloft, could clearly feel its joyful emotion.

It was like greeting an old friend after a long separation, and with just one look, Arthur had grown fond of the treasured sword, as if it had been made especially for him.

With the treasured sword removed, the boulder began to vibrate and emit a bright light. Within the light, the boulder gradually shrank and eventually turned into a scabbard, which flew to Arthur's side.

Arthur inserted the treasured sword into the scabbard and then let out a sigh of relief. At the moment he drew the sword, countless pieces of information flooded his mind, enlightening him about many things.

He looked up at Lu Yu outside the castle, with gratitude hidden in his heart. He now knew that Mr. Lu was not the Demon of legend but likely a Sage from afar.

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