Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 151: Green Lotus

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Green Lotus

Arriving at the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, Nezha opened his eyes to see corpses everywhere.

He frowned and continued walking inside.

The pavilions and towers, the undersea Immortal Palace, no matter how many times one sees such a magnificent spectacle, it always stirs the soul.

But now, even these magnificent palaces have partially collapsed, gigantic pillars that require several people to encircle have snapped in the middle, countless glazed tiles have been crushed into powder by a formidable force.

He passed through the pavilions, seeing thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals neatly surrounding ahead.

Ao Bing, clad in silver armor, holding a spear in hand, stood in the water, bending over to look at the numerous dead and injured beings of the Dragon Palace.

"So, you are still alive."

"Of course I’m alive."

Upon seeing the visitor, although his appearance had changed greatly, through instinct Ao Bing could still recognize this as Nezha.

He said, "I went to the South Sea as a guest, and just rushed back. This childish rogue claims to be the Spirit Pearl, son of Chentang Pass Li Jing. When did Li Jing have another child like this, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?"

"Although I am Li Jing’s son, I am completely unaware of this matter. However, I do know the Spirit Pearl you speak of, and I have a grudge against him. If you want to kill him, I can help?"

"Help?" At this time, Ao Bing’s mood was absolutely bad, he sneered, "Nezha, you’re too arrogant. Just because you luckily beat me once before, do you really think you can be of any help in battles of this magnitude?"

Hearing Ao Bing’s words, Nezha raised an eyebrow, asking, "Is the Spirit Pearl’s strength really that great?"

"According to the elders of the palace, this Spirit Pearl, though merely a child, possesses at least the cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm. It’s truly unbelievable."

Upon hearing this, Nezha’s heart trembled. He said, "The last time I fought him, he had just formed a Golden Core. It’s been only a few months, how could he have already reached the Golden Immortal Realm?"

"You mean, he just formed a Golden Core a few months ago?" Ao Bing raised an eyebrow.

"Absolutely true."

"Must have used some forbidden technique to forcibly enhance his strength." Ao Bing looked at Nezha again, surrounded by thousands of shrimp soldiers, he couldn’t show favoritism, and only said, "This matter, no matter who comes, there ultimately needs to be an explanation, or else."

"Or else what do you plan to do?"

"Although the Four Seas Dragon Palace is not as mighty as the Chan Sect, being in the sea and of the Water Clan, it possesses innate abilities, and can instantly make the sea water suspend and flood Chentang!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha became furious, he said, "Avenge grievances with grievances, and enmities with enmities. If Li Jing offends you, kill Li Jing; if the Spirit Pearl provokes you, kill the Spirit Pearl. How innocent are the people of Chentang Pass that they should suffer such calamities without even knowing what’s happening?"

"Nezha."

"What?"

"You’re a reasonable person, and I can even reason with you. But the Four Seas Dragon Palace is unreasonable. Our dignity has been challenged, and someone must pay the price."

Nezha exchanged a glance with Ao Bing, seeing the helplessness in his heart, he secretly transmitted, "Do you know why the Spirit Pearl came to the Dragon Palace to massacre?"

Another human had entered the Dragon Palace; if not for Ao Bing’s restraint, the shrimp soldiers who lost their siblings would have already attacked.

Though Nezha held the lifeline, Ao Bing, as the crown prince of the Dragon Palace, was naturally authoritative within its confines.

What Nezha said was just what Ao Bing was puzzled about.

The relationship between the Dragon Palace and the Chan Sect had always been good. Why would a disciple of the Chan Sect cause chaos in the Dragon Palace?

If the Dragon Palace acted to kill then, it’s assumed the Chan Sect would say nothing.

Was it truly due to youthful ignorance?

Nezha said, "Ao Bing, if I’m not mistaken, he came to kill you."

"Kill me?"

Ao Bing raised an eyebrow, coldly said, "I’ve never even met him, why would he want to kill me."

"Though it doesn’t seem reasonable, he feels you should die by his hand."

"What a joke."

"Now it seems like a joke, but when he truly comes to kill us, it will be too late for regret."

Ao Bing lowered his head, thinking for a while, then asked, "What do you think we should do?"

"One cannot catch a wolf without sacrificing a child..."

...

Meanwhile, at Skull Mountain White Bone Cave, on that stone platform.

Bi Yun Child’s body was trembling like a sieve, his face had turned extremely pale.

However, looking at the beautiful young girl standing in front of him, he felt unprecedented pain, for the first time in his life an overwhelming desire for strength.

This girl was none other than Cai Yun Child.

Cai Yun originally planned to wait until she ascended to the Loose Immortal Realm, then use the power of her Primordial Spirit to sever worldly desires and officially leave the Golden Chicken Cave.

But now.

She looked up at the old Daoist in a white Daoist robe, who arrived stepping on colorful clouds, his face even bleeding from the seven orifices.

No matter how beautiful, heavily injured and covered in blood, she would not appear pleasant.

What was most despairing was, this old Daoist hadn’t even taken action yet; he was merely unleashing the pressure of his great Dao without reserve, enough that they had to exert all their efforts to resist.

How terrifying was such cultivation?

Cai Yun wanted to speak, but couldn’t open her mouth, as soon as she did, the energy in her chest dispersed.

She could only use her eyes to look, only to helplessly discover his eyes showed no recognition of herself.

In the young girl’s eyes, this detestable old man was precisely Taiyi Zhenren.

His eyes were exceptionally calm, looking down at Skull Mountain, thinking that although it didn’t compare to Qianyuan Mountain, it was also considered a Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and Shi Ji, this spirit of stone really knew how to choose a place.

"Afterwards, refining this mountain into a bonsai and offering it to the grandmaster would indeed be a worthy act."

Taiyi Zhenren lowered his head, his gaze falling on the stone platform.

From the beginning, he had noticed these two young Dao children on the stone platform, his gaze naturally skipped over Cai Yun and fell on Bi Yun.

"Truly worthy of being an Outer Heaven Demon; anything in this world, once tainted by you, seems to become something even the Heavenly Dao struggles to control."

His gaze then landed on White Bone Cave, and the intricately carved mountain gate immediately shattered and collapsed.

Taiyi murmured, "Shi Ji, you shouldn’t have entered seclusion at this time. Your Dao children ought to have been shot dead by Nezha with one arrow, and you should have chased Nezha to the Golden Light Cave because of this."

"But, since I’m here today, the result remains the same."

With that, he extended a pointing finger downwards, between which the great Dao intertwined, and the intangible Dao formed a tangible green lotus, which appeared and bypassed Cai Yun, reaching above Bi Yun’s head.

Bi Yun had no time to react at all.

When he noticed, he saw a smooth little pebble appear two inches above his head, an extremely beautiful but unscented green lotus growing above it.

Bi Yun, born aligned with the Dao, glanced at the green lotus and instantly grasped its logic, transfixed and in a daze.

But he soon realized that he had seen this stone beneath the lotus before.

This was a pebble washed smooth by water, slightly gray with white.

Such stones encircled his master Lady Shi Ji’s seat completely.

Yet now, as the green lotus pressed down bit by bit, the pebble trembled continuously, its surface gradually losing smoothness, instead showing one by one mottled carvings, as if by a mischievous child with a knife.

At this moment, laughter echoed from the sky:

"Hehe, Shi Ji, you stubborn stone borrowed luck to become essence, with shallow roots. Despite cultivating for thousands of years, you remain without true fruits, encountering a great calamity today is indeed destiny’s decree. How dare you stand in my way now?"

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