Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 187 God-slaying Worm

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 God-slaying Worm

Engaging in violent confrontations, their skills continuously advanced amidst such fierce battles.

In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of clashes, with sparks from their weapons piercing through nearby ancient trees, igniting raging fires.

The booming sounds of their weapons unsettled the disciples of Purple Dragon Island on the sidelines.

At first, Xiao Qi Perfected could use her superb skills to suppress Nezha, but as the long battle wore on, she was surprised to find that Nezha’s spear skills were rapidly improving amidst the life-and-death fight!

If it weren’t for her bit of luck, her own swordsmanship, which seemed to restrain Nezha’s spear skills, she would have nearly been defeated!

Xiao Qi Perfected’s realm was very high.

Thus, she clearly recognized this fact, making it even harder for her to accept.

The angrier she became, the calmer she got.

The speed of both sides was matched; if they continued disarming and attacking in this manner, there were too many variables.

Attack.

Purely, attack!

Daoist Xiao Qi’s swordsmanship suddenly became fierce, but just as if it had been agreed upon, at the moment she changed her move, Nezha’s spear skills changed too.

The boy himself did not realize it, his face showing an almost mad smile as both sides gambled everything on the ensuing fight.

This kind of offensive, pushed to the limit, would soon lead to casualties.

Within the narrow space of the woodland, carrying a bloody scent, sword light flashed over, and thick trees were snapped instantly, only to be shattered by an iron spear swept across the mid-air.

Beside them, Gu Jianqing originally planned to walk over to the female cultivators Qing Yun and Qing Yu and say something comforting like ’don’t be nervous.’

Yet even someone as scheming as him at this moment clenched his fists tightly, unable to even blink as he stared at the increasingly unclear battle.

"Die, boy!"

Daoist Xiao Qi’s figure abruptly soared.

It was irrational to rise into the air in such a pure physical contest, but Daoist Xiao Qi chose the timing extremely meticulously.

She risked facing Nezha’s returning spear thrust, flashing close to within three feet around him, then with a tap of her toes on the ground, her long sword stabbed at a tricky angle towards his carotid artery from his blind spot.

Nezha could not see the sword, but he felt the bone-chilling cold already invading his skin.

The spear could no longer be withdrawn, he couldn’t even see the opponent’s sword.

A seemingly ordinary move, when used at the right moment, turned into such a deadly strike!

Nezha had no time for regrets; he simply started spinning.

Using the strength of his waist and abdomen to drive the spear rotating, Daoist Xiao Qi’s sword left a deep and long wound along his arm, but the tail of the iron spear, carrying a whooshing sound, whipped toward Daoist Xiao Qi’s head.

Daoist Xiao Qi’s moves were elegant, as she gently tapped on Nezha’s knee with her toes, her figure shifted gracefully backwards.

But Nezha dashed forth like a wild beast, sticking close to the ground!

His figure was like lightning, quickly closing the distance, but then Daoist Xiao Qi thrust her sword towards his chest.

She just had bad luck, or rather, Nezha was incredibly fortunate today.

It was impossible to see clearly what was on the ground in the dark; the spot where she stepped back was covered by a layer of leaves and soft soil.

If it had been a regular walk, perhaps one might only feel that the soil isn’t as solid as the surrounding ground.

But now as she exerted force, power stemming from the ground, she stepped and created a pit in the soil.

This was truly unexpected, yet Daoist Xiao Qi was so formidable that even then, she managed to react, altering her stabbing thrust into a slice.

But Nezha reacted even faster.

How could he miss such a golden opportunity?

The pit under Daoist Xiao Qi’s feet hadn’t appeared out of nowhere.

It turned out that after eating, Nezha had dug a hole nearby and defecated in it, casually covering it up with soil and leaves, making the ground looser here than elsewhere.

Daoist Xiao Qi didn’t know that she was so fatefully connected to Nezha’s excrement; she stepped on the feces and the wet, sticky sensation seeped through her shoe and into her socks.

But before she could react, Nezha seized her left arm and yanked it violently, causing blood to spill.

Nezha casually tossed aside the severed arm and charged forward again.

Thus goes the ever-changing battlefield - just a moment ago, Daoist Xiao Qi was stylishly gaining the upper hand, and in the next second, she was gravely injured, having lost an arm.

At this moment, the people of Purple Dragon Island saw Daoist Xiao Qi at a disadvantage and were shocked, disregarding everything else to come to her aid.

Just then, the ground beneath their feet suddenly began to move.

An earthquake?

The word flashed through Nezha’s mind, but he immediately sensed something was amiss.

The once-solid ground became incredibly soft, as if the millenniums of hardened soil had turned into a quagmire.

He initially thought Daoist Xiao Qi was using some secret technique but realized even the always decisive Daoist Xiao Qi showed a hint of fear on her face this time.

"God-slaying Worm!"

Gu Jianqing trembled as he shouted these three words, yelling for his master to run, seeming urgently uneasy. Yet when Daoist Xiao Qi looked up, she only saw the other four disciples of Purple Dragon Island and thought he had been swallowed by the God-slaying Worm.

An unusual floral scent wafted through the air.

Nezha didn’t have time to care; feeling the ground beneath him flow like a river, although unaware of what the God-slaying Worm was, the name alone suggested trouble.

He couldn’t fly at the moment, but he could jump.

So, he bent his knees and squatted, and in the next second, he leapt into the sky.

By the time he landed, he was nearly two hundred yards away from the original battle site.

Nearby, he could still hear the sounds of turmoil, just as he wondered what the God-slaying Worm really was, that strange floral scent suddenly emerged again.

The ground beneath him started flowing again, swirling like a mixer, attempting to drag him into the earth!

Nezha pulled out a steel knife and chopped into the ground; with his strength, he could even split the earth. But as soon as the knife swung, only half of the finely crafted steel long knife remained in his hand.

Faced with an unknown opponent and having seen the frightened expression of Daoist Xiao Qi, he wasn’t willing to take risks and jumped high into the sky again.

At that moment, a fierce wind rose high above, howling like a roaring bull, driving the clouds in the sky.

Amidst the clear moonlight, the silhouettes of the mountains, the faces of the rocks, and the uneven trees were faintly or vividly drawn, highlighting the sinister and somber cliffs.

Nezha spread his arms, relying on his muscle control, the wind gently lifted him again.

He looked down at the ground, where a gigantic vortex nearly a hundred meters in diameter had formed, pulling trees and rocks into it.

A giant snake-like shadow churned within the vortex.

He witnessed firsthand when a large wild boar he had encountered during the day couldn’t escape and without even struggling, was swept directly into the vortex.

"God-slaying Worm? To think that falling randomly eight hundred miles into this underworld would turn it this perilous, isn’t that a bit too exaggerated?"

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