Chapter 87

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In the clear, crisp autumn sky, the blue expanse was spotless and crystal clear. The rosy clouds reflected in the clear lake water, the fish-scale-like ripples, and the emerald river water added color to the floating clouds, making the scene even more splendid.

The clear sky was like an endless, tranquil sapphire sea. The intense white light flickered in the air, like the ripples on the sea surface, adding a touch of rosy glow to the sunny day.

The three-month period arrived in the blink of an eye.

During these three months, Yang Qifeng continuously trained the demon soldiers. The three hundred demon soldiers had successfully learned to coordinate with the array flags.

There were eight array flags, which were inferior-grade magical artifacts that Yang Qifeng had refined.

The main material was the large flag from the Eighteen Demon Subduing Array.

One mid-grade magical artifact had been transformed into eight inferior-grade magical artifacts, with the addition of some materials.

With Yang Qifeng's possession of the Three Pure Fires, as long as the materials were available, refining inferior-grade magical artifacts was not difficult.

Of course, this was only for a few items. If he were to refine three hundred, it would be impossible.

He looked at the three hundred demon soldiers standing by the lake.

They were clad in armor, holding weapons, and standing in formation.

A fierce aura emanated from their bodies, merging and complementing each other.

They echoed the eight array flags, their auras blending together.

Yang Qifeng was extremely satisfied. These were the demon soldiers he had personally trained. The combination of three hundred semi-magical artifacts and eight inferior-grade magical artifact array flags produced a power that even Yang Qifeng found astonishing.

Returning to his simple cave, Yang Qifeng stood before the stone bed, looking at the ring without a word.

The atmosphere was heavy, silent, and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

"Have you made up your mind? This journey is fraught with danger. If you change your mind now, it's still not too late," the voice of the Dry Blue Demon God sounded in Yang Qifeng's ear after a long while.

"I have made up my mind," Yang Qifeng replied.

"Balance strength and flexibility, and advance on both fronts. This is the way to sustain. A temporary retreat is not a defeat. You can wait until you are stronger and then make a comeback."

"I understand that. If I encounter such a situation five hundred years from now, I would certainly choose to retreat. But in these five hundred years, I must advance with all my might and break through any obstacles on my path," Yang Qifeng said solemnly.

Looking at the ring on his finger, a hint of melancholy appeared in his eyes. He slowly took it off and threw it onto the stone bed.

His gaze became resolute.

What was Yang Qifeng's greatest advantage? It was not the Dao De Jing he had obtained, nor anything else, but his knowledge of the future.

This was a world of Journey to the West, and he was familiar with the plot. If his strength was insufficient five hundred years later and he missed out on Journey to the West, he would lose his greatest advantage.

In this mythological world, the only thing he was familiar with was the plot of Journey to the West. He had no idea how the mythological world would evolve next.

Revenge on that despicable woman, Journey to the West was the best opportunity.

Even if he was not a match for her at that time, his familiarity with the plot would allow him to leverage the situation to achieve his goals.

However, this leverage required a certain level of strength.

For example, a mosquito, even if it knew the plot, could not cause any significant impact due to its weakness. But if it were a rabbit, it could do something, like luring a tiger to kill a wolf.

Taking one last look at the ring, Yang Qifeng's gaze was steady, and he turned and left without hesitation.

He was determined to make this all-out effort, with no regrets.

Yang Qifeng did not know if he had already been influenced by the calamity aura. He knew his heart was resolute, and he had no regrets about his actions.

Even if he failed and died at the hands of the East Mountain Mountain God, he would die a glorious death on the path of struggle, rather than hiding for hundreds of years and being caught and flayed by that despicable woman.

Yang Qifeng believed that those in the great calamity thought the same way.

For example, in the Battle of the Gods, they knew that descending the mountain would deepen the calamity aura and result in an 80% chance of death.

Yet, many people still descended the mountain without hesitation, driven by their beliefs.

At this moment, Yang Qifeng did not realize that his thoughts were already skewed.

What he usually considered foolish actions were now easily accepted by him.

This was the influence of the calamity aura. No matter how wise you were, once the calamity aura enveloped you, you would be blinded, and even the most correct choices and the most meticulous plans would be full of flaws.

The ring floated in the air, and a shadow appeared on it, gazing at Yang Qifeng's departing figure. The Dry Blue Demon God's face was solemn.

The skill of divination reappeared in his eyes.

He looked in the direction where Yang Qifeng was.

Fine threads of aura gathered above his head, but they were not dense and showed no unusual phenomena.

A gray-black aura began to spread, gradually eroding the aura threads.

The aura threads were no match for the gray-black aura and retreated. As they came into contact, they retreated again and again.

"Calamity aura has deeply penetrated your destiny. There is no escape now. It all depends on your fortune,"

"The critical moment has arrived. This battle will test whether you are a person of destiny," he muttered, "If you die, it will be all over, proving that I misjudged you. If you survive and escape, then you are a person of destiny, destined to be a minor character in the great calamity. Once you complete your task and have served your purpose, you will surely die."

"Such a minor character, who would be so unlucky? The right choice is to seize the opportunity to escape."

At this point, a glint of excitement appeared in the Dry Blue Demon God's eyes.

"If you can kill the East Mountain Mountain God, it will prove that your destiny is strong, and you are truly a person of destiny. I will provide you with even more help, and when the time comes, I will use your hands to kill that traitor."

His expression showed a hint of anticipation. The ring remained abnormal for a long time before it returned to its ordinary state and fell onto the stone bed. A faint blue light enveloped the ring, making it invisible to the eye.

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