Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 194: Lost Forest

Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Lost Forest

With this punch thrown, its momentum unstoppable, shattering all in its path.

Lu Ya, however, did not even stand up. He simply pulled a red-hot piece of firewood from the fire, blew on it in front of him, and a sea of flames surged forth with the wind of the fist, rushing towards Ju Yang Perfected.

Ju Yang Perfected continued with the same punch, not retreating an inch.

The fist cut through the flames, but behind the firelight Lu Ya’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

The rising fire dragon scorched his hair and eyebrows clean off, and the burns on his body swiftly healed under the effect of the Yin Yang Qi, but his burnt hair did not immediately regenerate.

Ju Yang Perfected, with a completely blackened bald head, slowly turned his towering frame around.

Lu Ya was right behind him, just three feet away.

"What a domineering punch. With the strength of your Taiyi Golden Immortal Early Stage, it’s quite remarkable. So, I’ve given you a chance to strike, how about we stop here?"

"Stop?"

Ju Yang Perfected sneered, his eyes glancing disdainfully at the fire on the ground, "Without using Dao Trace, you can invoke the essence of fire, refine Samadhi Fire—it’s indeed an ability of yours. The timing of this move is well chosen, but in the end, it is just a trivial skill!"

"Oh?"

Lu Ya sighed again, "Alas, it’s rare these days to see a Taiyi Golden Immortal so eager to court death. I thought with so many years lived, you’d have grown some brains, who knew you merely think you have brains. Have you secluded yourself to stupidity?"

"Is that so? I want to see how the inherent powers of your physical body withstand my Yin Yang Qi!"

Ju Yang Perfected sneered, while Lu Ya simply lowered his head and began to unfasten the gourd hanging from his waist.

Seeing him do this, Ju Yang Perfected said coldly, "Don’t waste your effort. Even if that gourd of yours holds the legendary Three Corpses Divine Water, it still couldn’t dissolve my flesh."

Lu Ya opened the mouth of the gourd, cradled it in one hand, and muttered an incantation. Suddenly, a beam of light emerged from the gourd, reaching three meters high, and within it appeared an object with brows and eyes, measuring about seven inches in length.

Once this object revealed itself, everyone around was startled.

Even Ju Yang Perfected’s previously arrogant stance weakened in an instant, his limbs beginning to stiffen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He didn’t recognize what this thing was, but he knew it must be a Magic Treasure.

Ju Yang Perfected couldn’t fathom why someone could deploy a Magic Treasure within the Fir Forest, where mana was forbidden and the Dao chaotic.

If he himself could use Magic Treasures, while others could only rely on their physical strength, wouldn’t fighting become as simple as a cultivator battling a mortal?

"How can this be... here... without Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, how can one drive a Magic Treasure! In that case, even mortals would be able to use Magic Treasures?"

Ju Yang Perfected became somewhat hysterical, but Lu Ya on the opposite side laughed out loud.

He softly said, "This Magic Treasure of mine can indeed be used by mortals. As long as they learn the incantations, they can wield it, and the power will be no less potent."

"How is that possible!"

"It is possible," sighed the Perfected Daoist Huang Shi beside him, "It’s an Innate Spiritual Treasure."

"Innate... Spiritual Treasure?"

Ju Yang Perfected felt an uncontrollable shudder in his heart. Innate Spiritual Treasures were not made by human hands, but naturally formed by heaven and earth.

This meant that the gourd around Lu Ya’s waist was a treasure the moment it was picked from the vine, without the need for any deliberate refinement.

What was exerted was neither Spell nor Dao rule, but the unique characteristic of the Spiritual Treasure itself.

Yet Innate Spiritual Treasures were extremely rare in the world, each one unique.

Having lived for thousands of years, he had never owned, let alone seen one.

"Ah—, so what! I, from the Joyful Union Sect, can reverse Yin and Yang with the Yin Yang Qi, turn life and death upside down! I fear not your naturally-formed, worthless gourd! Break for me!"

Ju Yang Perfected’s body surged with Yin Yang Qi. He spun and swung a punch—powerful beyond measure, yet also full of flaws.

Seeing him use such a move, the experts around couldn’t help but sigh in their hearts, even as their minds were still shocked by the existence of the Innate Spiritual Treasure.

This punch has already thrown him into disarray.

Even though this mysterious cultivator named Lu Ya hadn’t made a move yet, Ju Yang Perfected had already lost.

Only to see that object of seven inches long on the gourd, shooting out two beams of white light that enveloped Ju Yang Perfected, pinning down Ju Yang Perfected’s Mud Ball Palace.

Ju Yang Perfected was still throwing punches, but before the fist could swing out, he had already become drowsy and disoriented.

In the glow of the firelight, Lu Ya bowed deeply to the radiance emerging from the gourd and called out, "I beseech the treasure to turn around."

Then as the treasure spun above Ju Yang Perfected’s head, Ju Yang Perfected’s head fell into the fire.

Even with the Yin Yang Qi from the Joyful Union Sect guarding his body, in an instant, he was dead beyond any doubt.

"What a pity, a thousand years of cultivation, all gone in an instant."

After saying this, Lu Ya turned and looked at Daoist Xiao Qi standing there, his face full of smiles, and exclaimed, "Time flies indeed. The once lovely young girl from Purple Dragon Island is still beautiful but now can also stand on her own."

Daoist Xiao Qi’s face remained youthful, even beautiful.

But anyone standing in front of her would hardly have the leisure to appreciate her beauty, let alone address her as a young girl.

Yet in front of an Innate Spiritual Treasure, even Daoist Xiao Qi had no choice but to bow her head.

She gave a respectful bow to Lu Ya, without giving Nezha a glance, and said, "Since the elder has vouched for it, from today onwards, the grudge between Purple Dragon Island and this Nezha is entirely erased."

Lu Ya turned his head to look at Nezha and asked softly, "Is this acceptable?"

"It is!"

After Nezha spoke, he bowed deeply to Lu Ya.

Others might not know who Lu Ya was, and he himself wasn’t very clear, but he knew the extent of Lu Ya’s abilities, and he recognized the gourd at Lu Ya’s waist as the renowned Beheading Immortal Flying Knife.

He was extremely grateful, even somewhat puzzled.

He had only met Lu Ya a few times, hardly enough to be considered close, and he was not exactly an endearing and likeable junior, so why would Lu Ya go to such lengths to help him?

Regardless, Nezha certainly did not wish to offend Lu Ya.

After everything was settled, Nezha sat down with Lu Ya and asked in a low voice, "Elder, with your capabilities, haven’t you found the two treasures in this Fir Forest?"

Lu Ya answered, "You think too simply. When I arrived here, I was just the same, my mana completely lost. Even with two treasures in hand and a body stronger than others, there was no difference, having to flee upon encountering the God-slaying Worms.

And as for the Ten Thousand Spirit Treasure Tree or the spring of Ten Thousand Yellow Springs, you and I know they are treasures, but do the original inhabitants of this Fir Forest not know they are treasures?

To be honest, although I’m used to acting alone, this time I do not wish to go there by myself."

Not wishing to go there by himself.

From the sound of it, although Lu Ya hadn’t acquired the final treasure, he had indeed confirmed the location of the treasure!

Lu Ya smiled and said, "Where do you think those treasures might be?"

"The center of the Fir Forest?"

"Smart."

Nezha grew even more puzzled and asked, "I haven’t been slow in my travels these days. If the items were in the middle of the Fir Forest, we should’ve arrived by now."

At this moment, his mentor’s junior brother Shen Gongbao chimed in, "Yet in fact, you and I are still on the outskirts of this Fir Forest. Having walked so many days, we haven’t even advanced further than on the first day."

Daoist Bei Ming also spoke up, "Yes, therefore neither the God-slaying Worms, nor the various fierce birds, beasts, and even the original inhabitants of the forest

are the main point.

The key is to find the direction. Otherwise, we could wander here for a thousand years, seeing different scenes every day, but in reality, we might still just be going in circles in one place."

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