Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 79: Supporting the Righteous Path, The Time is Now!

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Supporting the Righteous Path, The Time is Now!

Nezha and Deng Chanyu were hiding behind the door crack and naturally saw the rapidly sweeping black ripple, alarm bells ringing in their hearts as their scalps tingled.

The ripple was extremely fast, impossible to escape or dodge with just their feet.

The contents within the ripple were incredibly simple, bearing neither laws nor Dao Traces, just one thing: pure power.

Nezha steeled himself, and cast the Qiankun Ring, sending forth a ripple.

But then, something strange happened. The ripple from the Qiankun Ring traveled barely two feet before crashing into the soap bubble-like barrier in the iron door they had passed through before, disappearing without a trace.

Before Nezha could react, the black ripple was upon them, yet it too vanished upon hitting the same soap bubble-like barrier.

"What’s going on?" Deng Chanyu, hiding behind Nezha, grabbed his shoulder and peeked out. "It seems this nasty attack was absorbed by the ripple."

"Shh, keep your voice down!"

That phrase "nasty thing" made Nezha’s hair stand on end, and he quickly turned back, gesturing for silence.

Though the other party’s name was Daode Tianzun, he showed no martial ethics, not caring whether they were friend or foe, attacking immediately with the Demon-Subduing Pestle, aiming to take lives.

And the Demon-Subduing Pestle was formidable; with just a light touch, it shook the Earth and mountains. Nezha thought, if it were wielded with full force, it would turn Fire Eye Mountain into ruins.

From what he remembered about the Demon-Subduing Pestle: "This treasure, light as grass in hand, strikes with the weight of Mount Tai."

It seemed now, it was not just heavy on people, but on anything it struck.

Daoxing Venerable, having achieved nothing with his strike, frowned slightly, while Yu Ding and Daoist Xiao Qi exchanged a look of surprise upon making eye contact.

Daoxing Venerable coldly commanded, "Who’s there? Come out!"

Hearing this, Deng Chanyu poked Nezha’s back with her right index finger, whispering, "What do we do? We’ve been discovered. Should we go out?"

Go out?

Nezha sighed, whispering, "They’ve already found us; hiding any longer is pointless. We can reveal ourselves, but we shouldn’t go through the door."

That’s what he said, but Nezha wasn’t confident. If he didn’t go out, could the others still not come in?

Standing by the door crack, he bowed and said, "I am Li Nezha, disciple under Taiyi Zhenren from Qianyuan Mountain Golden Light Cave, greetings to Daoxing Venerable, Yu Ding, and Daoist Xiao Qi. I apologize for failing to welcome you from afar."

He spoke to inform Daoxing Venerable, the one who had made a move, that they were of the Chan Sect, and he was a junior who had neither harmed nor intended to retaliate, humbly asking not to be pursued.

Nezha was grateful that Daoist Xiao Qi from Purple Dragon Island was present, for otherwise he wouldn’t dare gamble his life on the morality of these two Chan Sect powers.

He thought, given their status, they should care about appearances and wouldn’t unjustly kill a sect junior in front of outsiders.

At this moment, Deng Chanyu stood beside him, following his example, respectfully saying, "I am Deng Chanyu, daughter of Deng Jiugong from Sanshan Pass. Greetings to the three seniors."

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes at Nezha, which he caught, her look conveying: "Weren’t you just calling yourself Li Zha? How come you’re now Li Nezha?"

Nezha immediately rolled his eyes back at her, and Deng Chanyu instantly understood, Nezha meaning: "You were calling yourself Deng Chan earlier, now you’re Deng Jiugong’s daughter, let’s not be hypocritical."

As they revealed themselves, the group of about twenty people looked at them.

Upon hearing that he was a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, Daoxing Venerable’s expression softened slightly, while Yu Ding’s eyes flashed with a glint.

Following the decree of Yuanshi Tianzun, like Taiyi Zhenren, he had also seen a page of Hong Jun’s Secret Scripture.

According to the scripture, Taiyi Zhenren’s newly accepted disciple was the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl, born at Chentang Pass at the Hour of the Ox, destined to commit 1,700 killings in the mortal world before attaining enlightenment.

But no matter how he looked at this Nezha before him, despite the rare treasure body, he couldn’t see a trace of the Spirit Pearl’s aura.

Yet if an impostor, the Qiankun Ring and Chaos Sky Silk couldn’t be faked, creating countless threads of confusion in his mind.

Daoxing Venerable, less in the know, merely asked, "Your master didn’t come, so he sent you alone?"

Nezha smiled bitterly, "By chance, I ended up here, truly unlucky."

"Unlucky? I think you’re quite blessed,"

Daoxing Venerable’s face returned to his impenetrable expression, saying, "So young, yet with numerous means. How did you block my Demon-Subduing Pestle earlier?"

Nezha exchanged a look with Deng Chanyu, nodded, and then glanced at the cultivators ahead, synchronizing their responses to say, "Approach and you’ll find out, senior."

"Playing mysterious!"

Daoist Xiao Qi snorted, looking at Nezha as if they were meeting for the first time, as though the incident on the Divine Ship with the magic treasure had long been forgotten.

As the group approached the black hall, passing through the Heavenly Divine Pillars, even these leading three Taiyi Golden Immortals felt waves of shock.

Nezha couldn’t see, but they saw clearly.

The eighty dragon corpses, all of perfect Golden Immortal Realm, had their comprehended Dao Traces forcibly extracted and engraved onto their own corpses, guarding the eight extremes to form a grand formation.

Upon reaching the door, the group naturally saw the soap-like barrier. As Daoxing Venerable walked foremost, confident in his skills, he attempted to squeeze through the door crack. However, his Immortal Clothes began to emit a sharp hissing sound as soon as they touched the soap-like barrier.

Frowning slightly, Daoxing Venerable pressed his palm against it, and the five-colored divine light in his palm dimmed gradually.

Retracting his hand, he coldly asked, "How did you get in?"

Nezha looked up at Daoxing Venerable’s palm from close range, marveling as ancient characters appeared and disappeared amidst the intertwining Dao Traces in his palm lines, then responded to the question.

He said, "Reporting to Uncle Master, we just walked right in."

Daoxing Venerable coldly retorted, "Walked in? Why can you enter, but I cannot?"

The nearby Daoist Xiao Qi commented, "The door’s Prohibition resembles our Nine Dragon Island’s Primordial Spirit Array, which targets cultivators’ Primordial Spirits when activated. However, cultivators below the Loose Immortal Realm with weak Primordial Spirits may be overlooked by this array."

Daoxing Venerable’s frown deepened as he questioned, "Are you saying, this tightly arranged formation set up by the dying Demon Lord could make such a mistake?"

Finally, Yu Ding spoke, "Not a mistake, perhaps intentional, filtering cultivators below Loose Immortal Realm. All these left-path demon cultivators fighting outside are vying for this Demon Lord’s legacy, aren’t they?"

Daoist Xiao Qi nodded in agreement, righteously declaring, "Evil paths are insignificant. Our West Sea Purple Dragon Island happens to have brought many disciples below Loose Immortal Realm here for practical cultivation. In that case, let our West Sea Purple Dragon Island handle eliminating the last remnants of this Demon Lord from the world, supporting the righteous path. How do you two see it?"

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