Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 78: The Great Powers Gather!

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: The Great Powers Gather!

"Cough, cough cough."

As the dust cleared, Deng Chanyu covered her mouth and nose with one hand and walked forward, casting a doubtful glance at Nezha then reached out to touch the iron gate towering like a city wall. With a determined heart, she side-stepped and slammed into it.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Deng Chanyu clutched her shoulder, tears brimming in her eyes from the pain, but the massive gate remained unmoved.

She asked incredulously, "How did you manage to do it?"

"Just naturally strong."

Nezha poked his head inside and saw that it wasn’t as pitch-black as he expected; rather, due to the opening of the gate, fresh air flowed in, causing the flames on the large lamps along both sides of the great hall to flicker, casting dancing shadows.

"Is there someone inside lighting lamps? But no matter what living creature is inside, I think it’s best not to go in."

Feeling the decaying scent in the air, Nezha frowned slightly. Deng Chanyu, although courageous, nodded calmly, "It looks rather eerie inside."

Yet at that moment, the blood-red sky overhead stirred up waves of ripples, and the light cast shadows on the black sand beneath their feet, causing both to involuntarily look up.

They saw a huge ship, several tens of meters tall, breaking through the sky and appearing above the giant tree.

On that ship, behind Elder Xiao Qi of West Sea Purple Dragon Island, the disciples stood solemnly. She looked up at the rolling magma above and sneered, "Child’s play, it may stop ordinary fools, but you think it can stop me?"

She looked down and saw the eighty-one Heavenly Pillars and the black giant hall on the ground, a flash of astonishment in her eyes, then turned to look at the twenty disciples behind her with shocked expressions and coldly said, "What’s there to be so surprised about? If this place truly contains only a piece of Purple Cloud Divine Wood, how could it attract so many masters from various sects?"

Having said that, Gu Jianqing, the most beloved senior disciple of Xiao Qi Daoist, murmured, "Master, why haven’t you and Elder Lin mentioned this before?"

Elder Xiao Qi sneered, "Such secrets are best kept with as few people knowing as possible. Elder Lin is after all only a guest elder of Purple Dragon Island, and you, not yet qualified!"

Thinking of Elder Lin made Xiao Qi Daoist very angry.

Damn it.

Xiao Qi Daoist thought to herself that indeed those who aren’t from our sect can’t be trusted. After putting in so much effort to bring him into the alliance, promising him so many benefits, and when his effort is needed, he’s nowhere to be found.

Although there were many disciples behind her, most of whom were cultivators in the God Absorption Realm and included two Independent Immortals and one Golden Immortal,

But above Fire Eye Mountain, there were also Prohibitions. Without the effort of a Taiyi Golden Immortal-level cultivator, these cannot be broken.

One could imagine how powerful the opponents they would face were, just as she broke the prohibition above moments ago, a Sword Qi slashed down from the sky, and if not for the powerful treasures she carried, she might have been injured by that strike.

She looked at the black iron palace, a trace of greed flashing in her eyes, yet her voice was cold like the ice hanging from the eaves in the midwinter December, saying, "Evil heretics, all deserve to die!"

Before the Immortal Boat even touched the ground, two figures fell from the left and right like shooting stars, their light dispersing upon landing on the black sand, causing no disturbances, floating elegantly and freely.

The person on the left was surrounded by rising Sword Qi, anyone with insufficient Dao practice who looked at him would find their eyes stinging and tears flowing uncontrollably.

The person on the right was calm and tranquil, merely standing there brought a sense of Unity of Heaven and Man, but this person was wearing an Eight Diagrams Daoist Robe, looking solemn, holding a Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand.

Seeing these two, Xiao Qi Daoist’s face turned icy, and she drew a cold breath, bowing with hands clasped, "Purple Dragon Island’s Xiao Qi Perfected greets Yu Ding Perfected, Heavenly Venerate. Have the two Daoist brothers also come to support the righteous path and eradicate the remaining Dao Fruit of this Demon Lord?"

After she spoke, her heart sneered, eager to see what kind of hypocritical masks these two high priests from Chan Sect would display.

The Demon Lord’s inheritance is of no use to sects like Chan Sect and Jie Sect, which have complete and powerful Daoist legacies, yet the objects left in the world by a once unsurpassed Quasi-Saint, such as the Purple Cloud Divine Wood in the center of the great lake and the various rare treasures inside this massive palace, are treasures that all factions vie for.

Every person here is here for the treasure.

But every person who comes here surely bears another face aside from their dark intentions.

Heavenly Venerate said, "Elder Xiao Qi of Purple Dragon Island, long time no see, still as charming as ever. I thought Yu Ding Daoist brother would be the first to lose patience, but I didn’t expect Purple Dragon Island to take the lead."

Beside him, Yu Ding Perfected snorted coldly, turned his face away, with the Immortal Slaying Sword on his back, looking like he’s ready to slay anyone who displeases him.

Under great fame there is no falseness; faced with these two people, even if Elder Xiao Qi from Purple Dragon Island was overbearing and unreasonable in the past, now he cannot help but be somewhat reasonable.

She seemed to remember something and asked, "Did only the two of you come from Chan Sect? Huang Long Perfected didn’t come?"

Her question seemed to imply that whenever there’s excitement, Huang Long Perfected must join in, as if everyone knew his temperament, and she guessed it right.

Heavenly Venerate smiled and said, "He did come, but got trapped in a natural Prohibition on this mountain while battling two disciples from Jie Sect. Though it’s not an array that determines life or death, he probably won’t be able to get out for a while."

Elder Xiao Qi was rendered speechless and said, "In that case, which of you two Daoist brothers will go first?"

Her words were polite, but naturally, she didn’t really want to let them go ahead. But how could she not think that, suddenly, with the emergence of the Demon Lord’s inheritance, and continuous mazes outside, even a Taiyi Golden Immortal could be trapped within, how could the inside be completely peaceful and safe?

And these two who have come here are sure to have brought valuable treasures. If they lead the way, there might be less loss.

However, Yu Ding Perfected, who had been silent until now, just snorted coldly and said, "Stop with the insincerity, didn’t you see that someone has already got here first?"

With this statement, both Elder Xiao Qi and Heavenly Venerate were truly taken aback. With their keenness, if there were cultivators of the same realm here, no matter how well they hid their aura, it would be impossible not to discover them.

The disciple under Elder Xiao Qi, Gu Jianqing, stepped forward, crouched on the ground, looked for a moment, and said, "Reporting to my teacher, there are footprints here, like, two children?"

After he said it, even he seemed a bit unsure.

The cultivation journey is the most time-consuming; no matter how talented, if they were really just two children, without an immense stroke of fortune, it’s impossible they would have profound cultivation. Thus, if that’s the case, how could they appear here?

Being in such a place without the matching power can only have expected consequences.

It’s truly a pity.

A flash of light passed through Gu Jianqing’s eyes before returning to absolute coldness and tranquility. He had been prepared for such occurrences since he stepped on the path of cultivation.

Those who came here for the treasure, before entering this place, have all already paid a heavy price.

Even Purple Dragon Island lost two superior Magic Treasures while entering Fire Eye Mountain, and these two Chan Sect Immortals also forcefully made their way in. The Immortal Slaying Sword broke spirits; the Demon-Subduing Pestle was stained with blood. How could they allow any other variables to exist?

When the twenty or so people looked up and forward again, they noticed that the majestic black palace and the equally heavy door seemed indeed to have been slightly opened.

Just as Gu Jianqing’s mind was filled with various scattered thoughts, Heavenly Venerate stepped forward to the front of everyone.

His presence was dignified, his expression either one of detesting evil or of sorrow for the suffering of all beings.

As everyone’s gaze focused on him, they saw him gently tap the Demon-Subduing Pestle on the ground. Although there was no flash of brilliance and it seemed as ordinary as a weapon in the mortal world, everyone felt a heaviness in their chest, and the whole mountain seemed to shake.

Then the black sand on the ground vibrated, rippling from the Demon-Subduing Pestle towards the small opening of the black palace.

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