[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t":3,"chapter-i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-461":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Invincible, and You Tell Me This Is Journey to the West?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2360962,4615,"Chapter 461: Three Saints Battle the Peng Demon King, the Ancient Ancestor of the Abyssal Sea","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-461",461,"\u003Cp>“Peng Lao San!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Niu Wang roared to the heavens, the soundwave shaking loose stones tumbling down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung his Iron-Clad Staff without holding back, smashing it straight at Peng Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That strike sent winds and sand whipping backward; Peng Wang crossed his spear to block, but was driven back a hundred zhang, his feet carving furrows into the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother hasn’t changed a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shituo Wang grinned, shouldering his great blade and charging forward, “But how could a fight be complete without me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blade slashed horizontally; the blade-light skimmed the ground, cleaving a straight fissure through the volcanic rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Peng Wang had shrugged off Niu Wang’s strike, Shituo Wang’s blade arrived at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his Devouring Demon Spear upward, the tip tapping the blade’s edge, and malevolent energy slithered along the blade toward Shituo Wang’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shituo Wang hastily blocked with magic power—he’d seen how deadly that malevolence could be on Niu Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Jiao Wang struck from behind Shituo Wang, now appearing behind Peng Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His long halberd pierced the air, turning water vapor into a black tide that suppressed the demonic aura on the Devouring Demon Spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiao Wang cultivated the Water Meridian Art; this volcanic land was unfavorable to him, yet he pushed his magic power to its limit, thrusting the halberd at an unexpected angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang spread his black feathers, twisted his body, evaded the halberd, and spun back to stab Jiao Wang’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s just like you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiao Wang sneered, crossed his halberd, and stepped half a pace back with the momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that moment, Niu Wang’s Iron-Clad Staff came again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three Great Saints surrounded Peng Wang, showing not an ounce of brotherly mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they swore brotherhood on Huaguo Mountain, they drank from the same jar, boasting how they’d one day turn heaven and earth upside down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they met again—past bonds dissolved, leaving only the killing intent on blades, spears, and staffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang moved with blinding speed; a flap of his black feathers let him slip from the trio’s encirclement, but Niu Wang’s strikes carried crushing force, Jiao Wang clung like a parasite, and Shituo Wang charged recklessly, hacking without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three forced Peng Wang into a tight circle around a volcanic crater, inching closer with every move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demons of Yishi Palace stirred to aid him, but Su Chen stood atop the clouds, raising a hand and pressing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Bell hung beside him, its shadow heavy, yellow-and-black qi cascading into a curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who moves, dies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sentence silenced all the demons of Yishi Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen the Chaos Bell freeze time and space, and they had watched Peng Wang fail to save Hong Haier just moments ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the Chaos Bell had appeared, the great demons swallowed hard—none dared test the edge of this primordial treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above, crimson clouds churned with the battle of Niu Wang and the others, yet Su Chen did not intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang deserved death, but not by his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Niu Wang’s son had been kidnapped, betrayed by a former brother—this debt must be settled by them alone, for true satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Su Chen did not lower his guard; he kept watch on the surroundings, alert for Kun Peng’s sudden appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kun Peng.” Su Chen looked up, his voice echoing across Flame Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You wanted to kill me? I’m here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen spoke again: “Are you, the ancient Demon Master, only brave enough to send your disciples to die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, Peng Wang heard this, and his grip on the spear faltered for half a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Niu Wang seized the opening—his Iron-Clad Staff came crashing down, shattering Peng Wang’s shoulder armor and forcing half his body to buckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Distracted while fighting Old Niu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Niu Wang laughed bitterly, “Your master’s too cowardly to show up—today, I’ll send you on your way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang spat blood; demonic light flared violently along his black feathers, and he broke free from the trio’s encirclement, retreating dozens of zhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held the Devouring Demon Spear before him, its tip flickering with black light—whether it was his own or another’s, no one could tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang’s voice was hoarse, “What my master plans—how could you, mere mountain demons, comprehend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiao Wang planted his halberd in the ground and sneered, “Understand? We understand too well. Win, and it’s the future of the demon race; lose, and it’s ‘another plan.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shituo Wang swung his great blade: “Brother, stop talking—I’m afraid if I hear two more words, this bird’ll call himself the savior of the demon race.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang’s chest heaved; demonic runes on the Devouring Demon Spear blazed with light as he braced for defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen frowned beside him—Peng Wang alone couldn’t possibly stand against Niu Wang and the other two. His disciple was already on death’s door—why hadn’t Kun Peng appeared yet?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the sky above Flame Mountain suddenly split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks tore across the void; black seawater poured from beyond the heavens, carrying the frigid chill of the Northern Abyss, crushing down upon Flame Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson magma met black water—white mist rose a thousand zhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ice clashed with fire; the heavens rang with piercing shrieks, the hissing steam making the flesh crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Niu Wang’s demon soldiers and officers retreated in panic; even the demons of Yishi Palace lost their formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen swept his sleeve, dispersing the mist, but the entire world reeked of foul salt and brine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the black water, an old man stepped forth, walking on the waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore deep-blue scaled armor, tall and gaunt, his face grim and cruel, his eyes like abyssal seas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each step, the black water beneath his feet froze into ice; the aura of a mid-stage Peerless Saint crushed all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Niu Wang and the other two were forced to halt their assault by the pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Wang spread his wings and retreated, landing behind the old man, bowing his head: “I pay my respects, Old Ancestor of the Abyssal Sea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen looked at the newcomer, his brow relaxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that’s it—Kun Peng didn’t come, but sent a worthy elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor ignored Peng Wang; his cold eyes locked directly onto Su Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Chen.” The Old Ancestor’s gaze brimmed with murderous intent. “I’ve searched for you for many years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen raised an eyebrow. “Do we know each other?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor raised his hand; a spectral image of a Devouring Sea Demon-Kun emerged from the black water, its colossal fish-form coiling in midair, blotting out half of Flame Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you killed the descendant I cherished most.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen’s mind flashed back to old events in the Northern Continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long ago, when he and Monkey King journeyed to Lingxu, to avenge Mi Hou Wang and Yu Rong Wang, he had slain a Devouring Sea Demon-Kun and seized a primordial spiritual treasure—the Northern Abyss Devouring Sea Cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That cauldron had been sealed within the Nine Demon Tower ever since, for as a possession with an owner, it resisted complete subjugation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it seemed the true owner had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor said: “The Northern Abyss Devouring Sea Cauldron was my spiritual treasure for severing my shadow-self. You killed my kin, stole my tool for severing—today, I will kill you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that broken cauldron was yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Nine Demon Tower, the Northern Abyss Devouring Sea Cauldron stirred, emitting a low, resonant hum, eager to break free and return to its master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tower’s demonic runes flared, crushing the cauldron back into submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor sensed his severed-shadow treasure—he roared: “Return the cauldron, and I’ll leave you a whole corpse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are all of you from Yishi Palace so arrogant? To beg, you must lower your head. You act like this—the cauldron won’t come back to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen stepped forward, his blue robe flaring; his 365 acupoints trembled faintly, and chaotic qi flowed through his flesh and bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor was mid-stage Peerless Saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect. Since completing the Chaos Nine Turns, Su Chen had never faced an opponent whose physical cultivation matched his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Abyssal Sea was the perfect whetstone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen raised his hand—the Divine Axe of Gui Xu materialized in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care for that cauldron, but it’s my spoils. If you want it, come take it yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor laughed bitterly, fury boiling into mirth; black water reversed upward, and the spectral Devouring Sea Demon-Kun opened its jaws, swallowing the clouds above Flame Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You brat—you think the Chaos Bell protects you enough to look down on the Three Realms?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t need the Bell to kill you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, even Peng Wang lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the Chaos Bell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor was a mid-stage Peerless Saint, the ancient patriarch of the Devouring Sea Demon-Kun clan, his Northern Abyss Devouring Sea Art perfected to the extreme—he could swallow entire seas with one breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Su Chen possibly fight him without the Chaos Bell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor’s laughter cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Good. Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those three words, black water surged into the sky; the icy sea aura cooled Flame Mountain’s heat by several degrees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man spat out a deep-blue pearl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No larger than a fist, yet it carried the weight to subdue all four seas; within it, waves thundered in layers, and countless sea-eyes spun faintly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it appeared, all surrounding black water bowed toward the pearl; even the earth veins of Flame Mountain trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Abyssal Sea Old Ancestor’s other inferior primordial spiritual treasure—the Devouring Sea Pearl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deep Sea Ancestor raised a finger; the deep-blue pearl became a meteor, dragging ten thousand hectares of northern darkness water straight toward Su Chen’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, the Ancestor shall crush you into pulp with this Flood-Subduing Pearl!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1676,"2026-06-21T05:42:12.148Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4a475658a50a05aa7cd7d11621250ab16900671b3ce79abcc26533e398861426","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-462","i-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-chapter-460",470,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-invincible-and-you-tell-me-this-is-journey-t-cover.jpg"]