Screencasting of All Worlds Starts from Dragon Ball

On the second day, the entire Tongtian River seemed to be quietly shrouded in a mysterious magic. The thick layer of ice on the river surface was like an extremely huge mirror, flashing a mysterious and dazzling light. The rising sun gently fell on the ice, as if it was covered with a layer of golden gauze, and the light was overflowing, like a dream.

On both sides of the Tongtian River, thick white snow covers the ground, as if it is a fairy tale world of silver and snow carefully carved by nature. The white snow layer stretches out, contrasting with the ice surface, forming a magnificent and peaceful winter picture.

The advance troops of the God and Demon Army stationed near Tongtian River began a tense and orderly military operation early in the morning. The soldiers were like busy ants, shuttling between the camps. Some of them were carefully sorting out their equipment and wiping their weapons to make sure they could exert their maximum power in battle; some were carefully checking the performance of their weapons, not missing any details that might cause problems. The entire camp was filled with a tense and serious atmosphere, a tense and orderly scene, as if foreshadowing the upcoming major challenges.

The five of Roth flew up into the sky on clouds, looking down at the earth like gods. Their figures looked particularly majestic against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds.

The little crocodile holds a strange stone in his hand, called the Memory Stone. The Memory Stone emits a faint light, and has mysterious and complex patterns on its surface, as if it contains endless mysteries. Each pattern seems to be telling an ancient and mysterious story.

This item is a magical treasure used to record images. Roth specifically asked the little crocodile to record the image of Xuanzang and his disciples being captured by the King of Inspiration when they crossed the river on the ice. So, they waited patiently in the sky early in the morning.

After a while, the four masters and apprentices were seen leading horses and carrying loads, slowly walking towards Tongtian River. Their figures seemed extremely small in the snow, as if they were a few insignificant dust in the vast world.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie walked in front. Zhu Bajie's round body left deep footprints in the snow. He raised his head, looked at the icy Tongtian River, and said excitedly: "Master, look, the river is frozen. We should be able to cross it directly." His voice echoed in the silent air.

Xuanzang looked at the ice surface, frowned slightly, seemed a little worried, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

Sun Wukong knew what Xuanzang was worried about. He was simply afraid that the ice on the river would not be hard enough because of the snow that fell last night, and he was afraid that they would fall into the river while crossing it.

"Idiot, go and try whether the ice is thick or not." Sun Wukong said to Zhu Bajie.

After hearing what Sun Wukong said, Zhu Bajie muttered, "You only know how to order me around." But he still took a step and walked cautiously towards the ice. He was extremely cautious with every step he took, and his round body swayed slightly on the ice, as if a huge snowball was rolling slowly. He walked very slowly with every step, for fear of slipping, and his cautious appearance made people laugh.

Zhu Bajie walked to the center of the ice and stamped his feet hard, only to hear a few muffled "dong dong" sounds. The sound echoed in the silent air, as if it was the heartbeat of the earth. He squatted down again and touched the ice with his hand to feel the thickness of the ice. His fingers gently touched the ice, as if he was having a silent conversation with nature.

Then he stood up and shouted to the three masters and apprentices on the shore: "Master, eldest brother, the ice is very thick! We can cross the river." His voice was full of joy and confidence, as if bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

Sun Wukong said angrily on the shore: "Fool, how can you do this? Where is the rake in your hand?"

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he finally realized what was going on. He scratched his head and said, "Oh, I am confused." Then he raised the nine-toothed rake in his hand and smashed it hard against the ice. There was a loud "bang" and a few tiny cracks appeared on the ice, but they soon returned to their original state.

The cracks were like spider webs, disappearing without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared. Seeing this, Zhu Bajie showed joy on his face and shouted towards the shore: "Big Brother, this ice is very solid, even my rake can't break it."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly and said to Tang Seng: "Master, it seems that the ice is indeed thick enough. We can cross the river."

Tang Seng finally felt relieved and walked slowly onto the ice, leading his horse. Sha Seng followed behind, carrying his load. His figure was steady and resolute, like an unshakable mountain. The four masters and apprentices walked carefully on the ice, and the horses' hooves and footsteps made crisp sounds on the ice.

The sun shone on them, casting long shadows. Their figures moved slowly on the ice, like a beautiful painting.

At this time, Roth and others who were waiting in the sky were closely watching their every move. The memory stone in the little crocodile's hand flickered with a faint light, silently recording everything. The light was like the stars in the night sky, although weak, it was full of mysterious power.

The eyes of several people were full of anticipation. He knew that once the King of Inspiration appeared, the show would really begin. His mood was like a drama that was about to begin, full of tension and excitement.

As the four masters and apprentices gradually walked to the middle of the river, the water under the ice seemed to surge slightly. Sun Wukong immediately stopped and pricked up his ears alertly. His eyes were full of vigilance, as if he was catching any abnormality around him. Zhu Bajie also noticed the abnormality, but he was not honest. He kept muttering as he walked: "This ice is really slippery. I have to be careful."

Under the ice, the King of Inspiration brought a group of little demons and quietly came to Xuanzang's feet. The King of Inspiration used his magic power and mobilized his magical powers. The entire ice surface began to shake and crack. The ice surface disappeared in an instant. Sun Wukong and others immediately flew up and did not fall into the river. The little white horse and Xuanzang were still in the river. The King of Inspiration used his magic power, took the little demons and rolled up Xuanzang and swam towards the depths of Tongtian River. The little white horse was still soaking in the river, and it was Zhu Bajie who pulled it up.

"Brother, what should we do? Master has been captured by the monster again," said Zhu Bajie.

"You are so good, King of Inspiration. I would have left you alone, but you dared to plot against my master today." Sun Wukong took out his golden cudgel and flew up into the sky. The golden cudgel instantly became bigger and longer. Sun Wukong put the golden cudgel into the Tongtian River and began to stir it madly. The water of the Tongtian River suddenly boiled under Sun Wukong's crazy stirring, and huge whirlpools and waves surged. The water splashed everywhere, and the roar was deafening. The little demons were frightened by this sudden change and fled everywhere.

The King of Inspiration was also affected, but he had returned to the Crocodile God's Palace and imprisoned Xuanzang. Xuanzang could only shrink. He could not defeat the monkey, and even the pig was no match for him. As long as he did not go out, they could not do anything to him and would find an opportunity to eat Tang Monk's flesh. Even Guanyin could not do anything to him.