Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 250: The Mo Family’s Magic Treasure

Chapter 250: Chapter 250: The Mo Family’s Magic Treasure

Green flames soared from the Wind Fire Wheel, and Nezha pointed the Fire-tipped Spear straight at Mo Lihong’s forehead: "Come and accept your death! I’ll make this happen for you!"

As he saw Mo Lihong reaching for the Hunyuan Umbrella the moment they met, he didn’t want to take any risks. His body moved like lightning, and in an instant, he appeared right in front of Mo Lihong.

Although Nezha’s figure was tall and slender, in front of the more than two-meter-tall Mo Lihong, he looked short.

Yet Mo Lihong dared not be careless, for Nezha’s speed had truly exceeded his expectations.

In the face of overwhelming Daoist Skills and Dao Traces, even the strongest body seemed useless. However, battle-hardened warriors like the Mo family brothers knew that such thoughts were nothing more than the naive wishes of those cultivators who did not understand combat.

If your speed is fast enough, the opponent won’t even have a chance to perform their spells or Daoist Skills.

He reached for the Hunyuan Umbrella, but Nezha had already thrust his spear at his throat. Mo Lihong had to draw his sword to block it, but in the next moment, Nezha manifested his three heads and eight arms, multiple techniques attacking simultaneously. Even though he, too, had a superb physique, double fists could not resist eight hands, and he was injured badly in an instant!

Nezha had never seen them before, but he knew the Mo family brothers relied on their magic treasures. If they managed to use their magic treasures, the Xiqi army would be in serious trouble.

According to what he read in the book: It was Yang Jian who fought Mo Lishou, pretending to be eaten by the Flower Fox Mink. He then caused havoc inside the Flower Fox Mink’s stomach at midnight, eventually killing it and stealing all the treasures from the Mo family brothers, securing victory in that battle.

Meanwhile, there was a Grain Relief Officer in Chuzhou, transporting grain to Xiqi. This officer was named Ma Chenglong, wielding two swords and riding a Chitu Horse, with a heroic and loyal nature.

Seeing the battlefield ahead blocking the path, he shouted loudly: "Here I come!"

Then he engaged in combat with Mo Lihai.

Nezha saw this and coldly glanced over. Although he currently had Mo Lihong suppressed, he couldn’t defeat him instantly. If Mo Lihai managed to unleash his abilities, not only Ma Chenglong but also Nezha would be surrounded by the two. So he abandoned Mo Lihong and flew towards Mo Lihai with his spear.

Originally, Ma Chenglong, although a cultivator, was just a minor character who was eaten by the Flower Fox Mink shortly after appearing. However, with Nezha saving the day, he escaped death!

Relieved by Nezha’s departure, Mo Lihong, who had been under the simultaneous onslaught of Nezha’s many hands, could barely defend, let alone cast spells, and had a lot of his bones shattered.

Grimacing in pain, his whole body trembled. Using Daoist Skills, the sound of popping joints echoed as his broken bones were reconnected in an instant!

Mo Lihong turned his head, only to see Nezha suppressing the spear in Mo Lihai’s hand once more!

"This brat has great strength indeed!"

Mo Lihai was about to take out the Hunyuan Umbrella when he saw a flash of golden light. Wondering what it was, he realized it was actually a wooden whip within the golden light.

It turned out that Jiang Ziya had taken advantage of the moment, summoning the God-beating Whip bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Mo Lihong sneered, his fingers gripping the umbrella handle, and in an instant, twelve Dingqian Pearls exploded within the umbrella’s frame.

When the umbrella closed, it was just a three-foot blue cloth, but now it seemed to tear open the sky, with the North Sea Shark Pearl emitting a chilling light, even dimming the midday sun!

As the umbrella opened fully, spring thunder and purple lightning moved around its frame, with goose-feather snow falling from the east side and summer drought thunder blossoming from the west.

Mo Lihong turned the umbrella three or four times, and in the process, it switched between lightning and snow, casting darkness over the universe and collapsing the world.

The moment the God-beating Whip appeared, it was immediately absorbed by Mo Lihong with the umbrella.

"My God-beating Whip!"

Jiang Ziya tightened the reins of his mount, his eyes bulging in shock.

He had heard of the power of the Primordial Pearl Umbrella but never imagined that even a high-level magic artifact like the God-beating Whip could be absorbed.

Unbeknownst to him, the power of the God-beating Whip came from the rules of the Investiture of the Gods.

Although the Four Heavenly Kings were characters in the Godly Wars, they belonged to the Buddhist system rather than the Taoist, receiving human incense worship a thousand years later, rendering the God-beating Whip ineffective against them.

Mo Lihong activated the Pearl Umbrella, ready to fight Nezha again, but he heard a shout: "Second brother, come quickly and help me capture this man!"

Mo Liqing’s eyes were wide open in fury.

Among the Four Demon Generals, his strength was the greatest. Although he was only in the Golden Immortal Realm, with the Qingyun Sword, his power was infinitely close to that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Mo Liqing could see that Yang Jian was also in the Golden Immortal Realm, but he had heard of Yang Jian’s reputation and dared not be careless, thus using the Qingyun Sword at the beginning.

With a flick of the Qingyun Sword, a black wind arose, and the clanking of thousands of blades and spears was heard. The sky was filled with dense black smoke, relentless fire, and swirling golden snakes.

The silent army of tens of thousands would face countless deaths and injuries in this black wind, causing an immediate collapse!

Even with such magic treasures, the Xiqi soldiers were frightened to the core, yet they couldn’t capture Yang Jian.

Within the black wind, numerous swords and blades fell densely like rain, while Yang Jian stood holding a long spear, not dodging. He intended to block them with his face!

Countless blades struck his face, sparking against it!

Mind you, these blades were no ordinary ones, but manifestations of the rules invoked by the Qingyun Sword, capable of slicing through gold, stone, and armor.

Having refined the Nine-Pattern Divine Pill and practiced the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, Yang Jian’s muscles and bones were extraordinarily robust, and even the skin on his face had become impervious!

The iron spear in his hand transformed into a dragon-serpent, and his body morphed to meet the wind, his moves unpredictable!

Although Mo Liqing’s momentum was terrifying, he found he couldn’t block a single one of Yang Jian’s moves!

"Well done, Yang Jian! Don’t get arrogant!"

Mo Lihong opened the umbrella, coordinating with the Qingyun Sword; electric snakes danced in the air, and strong winds swept around.

Yang Jian continually transformed within the arena: at times a bird, at other times a groundhog, and then into several shadows, so that none of the attacks hit him.

Nezha glanced over and praised: "As expected of Yang Jian."

Then he turned back to Mo Lihai, smiling: "A great battle is at hand, yet you play the pipa? If you could play ’Ambush on All Sides’ to liven things up, I might even tip you. But your music is so terrible!"

"Slick tongue! Let’s see how long you can be arrogant!"

Angry, Mo Lihai leapt into the air, plucking his pipa; wind, fire, thunder, and lightning erupted together!

The wind carried blades, and the fire was no ordinary mortal fire.

Although Nezha didn’t have Yang Jian’s transformation technique, his combat wisdom and adaptability were in no way inferior.

While Mo Lihai’s magic treasures were powerful, Nezha didn’t need to confront them head-on. Using his speed, he engaged in close-quarters combat, making it difficult for Mo Lihai to be arrogant before struggling again.

His magic treasures, similar to his elder brother’s Qingyun Sword, were mainly for mid- to long-range attacks and useless in such close-quarters tussles.

Mo Lihai, though in the Golden Immortal Realm, knew he could not win. So he formed a True Word Handprint in front of him, his skin glowing with a layer of golden light!

Nezha thrust his Fire-tipped Spear, breaking only a bit of skin and drawing just a drop of blood.

Then he struck Mo Lihai’s forehead with the Qiankun Ring, resulting in a loud clang as the ring was deflected high up!

Unyielding, Nezha punched him in the chest, thundering like a drum, as shockwaves erupted in all directions!

Mo Lihai’s face turned from red to blue, then to white, his pain apparent.

Nezha landed three punches, leaving Mo Lihai bloodless, though he did not retreat a step!

"Just a turtle shell!" Nezha smiled. He could tell that Mo Lihai’s technique was similar to the Immovable Ming King Technique once used by Wu Xiang. Though tough to hit, it wasn’t truly invincible.

Mo Lihai wouldn’t be foolish enough to just take hits without a counter, suggesting he had more tricks.

Nezha thought: Do you think I’d follow your script?

Feigning to prepare for a powerful strike with his three heads and eight arms, he took a deep breath.

This breath seemed to draw all the world’s oxygen into his lungs, making his chest swell up as if preparing to unleash hundreds of punches!

Mo Lihai braced himself.

Ready to take hits.

He had a trump card yet to be played.

If Nezha couldn’t kill him this round, he would win!

But as Nezha got close, seemingly ready to punch, he unexpectedly threw a magic treasure instead, catching Mo Lihai off guard.

"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!"

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