Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 175 Nezha Fights Lei Zhen

Chapter 175: Chapter 175 Nezha Fights Lei Zhen

Although Lei Zhenzi had the appearance of a mature young man, he still had the nature of a boy.

Seeing these two apricots, fresh and red, emitting a unique fragrance, he was so happy that he instantly transformed from a stern-faced Daoist into a boy discovering wild fruits while playing in the mountains.

He picked the two wild fruits, thinking to himself he would eat one and bring the other back as an offering to his master.

He put one fruit in his mouth, and it melted instantly, sweet and delicious, filling his whole body with a warm and indescribable comfort.

Although Lei Zhenzi was filial, he was also a child with a greedy mouth, and couldn’t help but take a bite of the other fruit. When he realized it, he regretted it instantly.

With a change of thought, he figured he’d already bitten it, so he might as well eat it all, and thus he devoured the other apricot as well.

After finishing both apricots, Lei Zhenzi turned to head back, but before he had walked a few steps, he felt unbearably hot and itchy on his back.

He reached back to scratch, but after scratching back and forth, he discovered two large lumps forming on his back, which startled him. Then he heard a sound under his ribs and a long, dark wing unexpectedly grew out, dragging on the ground.

Upon seeing the wing, the stern, icy expression on Lei Zhenzi’s face vanished, replaced by an indescribable fear.

He reached out with all his strength to pull off the wing, but no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn’t budge, and when he wasn’t paying attention, another one sprouted on the other side.

Not only that, his face, which was originally considered quite handsome, also transformed.

His nose protruded forward like a hawk’s beak, his face turned blue, his hair became fiery red, his eyes bulged out, and he grew fangs that extended beyond his lips.

His height also stretched from that of a normal young man to a monstrous two zhang, and without any effort, his body developed impressive, streamlined muscles.

Lei Zhenzi stood there in a daze for a long time, at a loss for what to do.

After a while, Golden Dawn Child came to find him, and was also startled by his appearance.

Lei Zhenzi himself felt ugly with his current appearance, wings dragging on the ground like a defeated rooster.

He arrived at the Jade Pillar Cave.

And saw Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi covered his face in amazement and then performed a divination, clapping his hands and laughing, "In this vast world, indeed there is nothing too bizarre to exist."

"Master, you’re still laughing at me!" Lei Zhenzi already had tears in his eyes.

But Yun Zhongzi laughed again carefree, "Form is all illusion, only the origin is true. Though your appearance has changed, your kind nature remains unchanged. Thus, you have attained a cultivation that ordinary people find hard to gain even in a thousand years, a Vajra Body no other cultivators could even wish for."

He was extremely pleased, combining it with the previous divination, and composed a poem, inscribing it on the stone wall of the Jade Pillar Cave:

Two celestial apricots bring peace to the world, a golden stick stabilizes the heavens.

With wings of wind and thunder, ancestors rise, myriad transformations spark future generations.

Eyes like golden bells reach the nine lands, hair like purple grass cuts three hairs short.

Secretly imparting the mystical True Immortal teachings, cultivating an undimmed Vajra Body.

Before Lei Zhenzi could settle his mind, Yun Zhongzi took him to the Peach Garden on the mountain to retrieve a stick entirely golden and extremely heavy, passing it to him. It spun in his hand with the sound of wind and rain, combined with his footwork, advancing and retreating like dragons and snakes.

Yun Zhongzi also taught him the stick technique, and not long after, this golden stick in Lei Zhenzi’s hand was spun like a fierce tiger shaking its head, rising and falling like a Jiao Dragon emerging from the sea.

From then on, Lei Zhenzi, who only knew cultivation, now had the means to fight on the battlefield.

Yun Zhongzi circled around him three times, looked left and right, still feeling it wasn’t enough.

Then he inscribed a Wind Character Talisman on the left wing and a Thunder character charm on the right, followed by a spell passed to Lei Zhenzi.

He commanded Lei Zhenzi to flap his wings and fly into the sky. Only to see this red-haired, blue-faced monster kicking the sky, head down, a pair of wings flapping in the air, causing a great thunderous display; wind and thunder appeared in unison!

Lei Zhenzi was amazed.

His cultivation was profound, already comprehending part of the worldly Dao laws, he faintly sensed the mystery of the characters his master wrote. With a gentle flap of his wings, he could suddenly appear left or right, as if flashing.

After landing, Lei Zhenzi kowtowed to Yun Zhongzi, saying, "Master’s Daoist Skills are profound and mysterious, today you passed it onto your disciple, allowing me to have the means to rescue my father from danger, such grace and righteousness can’t be repaid!"

Yun Zhongzi laughed, "You must hurry to Lingtong Pass, a delay will be too late. After rescuing your father Ji Chang and killing Nezha, quickly return to Zhongnan Mountain, and I will teach you other Daoist Skills, so you can assist Xiqi in the future."

Lei Zhenzi exited the cave dwelling, without needing any tunnel light, just vigorously flapped his two pairs of wings on his back, truly moving like light or electricity, arriving at Lingtong Pass in an instant.

But having arrived, he slapped his forehead and exclaimed in urgency, "Why am I in such a rush? I didn’t even ask what my father and Nezha look like. This really must change, when will this fault be corrected?"

He sighed, standing between heaven and earth, his form merged with the Dao, hidden in nature, making it impossible to sense his spiritual aura or see his appearance.

Indeed, as Yun Zhongzi said, Lei Zhenzi had an extraordinary talent in the path of cultivation, and through comprehension, he instinctively mastered the invisibility technique.

Lei Zhenzi observed a group of tunnel light in the sky containing three men and one woman, not knowing who they were.

He focused his Primordial Spirit in the Mud Ball Palace, guarding the Li Dragon, receiving the Kan Tiger, suddenly he had a premonition and flew ahead to block them.

He shouted, "Who are you?"

The four people did not recognize him; Little Dragon Girl, with the fastest figure and most anxious personality, stepped forward asking, "Where did this ugly ghost come from? How dare you block the road ahead!"

Hearing this, Lei Zhenzi was furious, but looking directly, he saw a cleanly beautiful young girl in front of him, his face reddened, and he felt wronged inside.

He said, "What does it matter what I look like? I’m just asking, are you Nezha and Ji Chang?"

Upon hearing this, the four felt a chill in their hearts.

Ao Yu presumed Lei Zhenzi to be a pursuer sent by Zhaoge, thought it was unexpected they were caught up so quickly despite their haste, and shouted, "Since you know, why ask? Receive your death!"

Ao Yu charged forward and immediately engaged in a battle with Lei Zhenzi. For a while, the power of Primordial Spirit was flying around, dragon shadows surged, lightning and thunder roared.

Seeing the fierce battle ahead, Bo Yikao and Ji Chang, the father and son, were both startled, observing Lei Zhenzi’s face, blue as indigo, hair like vermilion, the huge mouth and claws astoundingly ugly and frightening.

Ji Chang said, "He doesn’t look like a good person. In Zhaoge, we’ve never heard of him, no idea which Evil God this might be."

Nezha also couldn’t recognize him, stepped forward to replace Ao Yu, and threw the Qiankun Ring, only to have it beaten back where it came from by Lei Zhenzi’s Golden Stick.

Without saying a word, his Chaos Sky Silk had already fallen from above, seemingly blocking the sky, leaving nowhere to hide. But with a flap of Lei Zhenzi’s wings, a flash of electricity and he disappeared without a trace.

This speed startled Nezha, for with such Innate Divine Speed, he could advance or retreat, already standing in an invincible position.

But Lei Zhenzi wasn’t only defensive; in the instant of dodging, a golden figure emerged, hugging a sword, transforming into a golden light slashing towards Nezha’s head, shockingly faster than his own dodging.

A group of purple light shone atop Nezha’s head.

If it were an ordinary Independent Immortal, this Primordial Spirit Sword touching that purple light would not only fail to harm Nezha, but would also stun itself senseless, its form unstable.

But Lei Zhenzi was different. Although his Primordial Spirit Power wasn’t strong, the Primordial Spirit itself was incredibly solid.

If the normal state for an Independent Immortal with a mature Realm is having the Primordial Spirit Power like a pool of water in the Mud Ball Palace, then Lei Zhenzi’s was like a block of refined steel.

Touching the Purple Gold Head Ring, the remaining force directly rushed to the Mud Ball Palace, causing Nezha to feel dizzy, and his escape light nearly scattered.

Lei Zhenzi had never fought anyone before, unaware of the might of his Primordial Spirit, which even Independent Immortals of the same Realm couldn’t withstand. Seeing Nezha unfazed, he charged forward with his stick raised.

No wonder Yun Zhongzi, upon hearing Nezha’s Golden Core Nine Revolutions, still dared to send him.

This Lei Zhenzi’s Golden Core was a top-quality seventh-grade treasure pill; he was innately gifted, and today, after eating two celestial apricots, he became muscular and immensely powerful. with just physical strength, he engaged Nezha in battle, holding steady without a clear victor.

Nezha used the Fire-tipped Spear to fight his Golden Stick, spinning in the air, intertwining in the clouds, their weapons clashing as if thunder exploded.

On the ground, the Tongguan Guardian General saw only a clear blue sky above, yet continuous thunderous booms, each heart trembling in fear.

It was said that a mountain peak to the west stood out, where Lei Zhenzi landed, wielding his Golden Stick to strike down, instantly causing a thundering boom throughout the universe!

To the point that the mountain peak was shattered by his blow, with giant rocks rolling down, causing a roaring sound!

He shouted, growing more courageous, roaring, "Fire-tipped Spear, Qiankun Ring, Chaos Sky Silk, seems you’re indeed Nezha! Daring to seize my father, this time next year will be your memorial day!"

Lei Zhenzi roared, swinging his stick down, while Nezha countered with a spear thrust upward.

Lei Zhenzi looked and laughed inwardly, being above, his Golden Stick carrying immense power, following the Daoist laws of heaven.

With this move, Lei Zhenzi silently exclaimed he had secured victory.

Once holding the upper hand, no matter how profound Nezha’s spear techniques were, he couldn’t escape Lei Zhenzi’s heavy stick shadows.

Yet the next moment, his hands went numb, and he almost let go of his stick.

Ignoring the pain in his tiger’s mouth, his eyes bulged in disbelief as Nezha’s spear flicked him backward into the sky!

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