Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique Chapter 748: 512: Final Preparations! Immortal Master Erlang

Chapter 748: Chapter 512: Final Preparations! Immortal Master Erlang!_2

The sharp killing intent transford into a long sword, slicing through the incoming ray of light in an instant. The flas did not falter, and swiftly morphed into a roaring fire dragon charging forward.

The sword of killing intent clashed fiercely with the Blazing Fla Fire Dragon. The terrifying shockwaves swept across the heavens and the earth in an instant, obliterating countless floating teors in the starry sky.

The flas staggered backward before swiftly withdrawing, revealing their true form.

Standing there was a figure stepping on Wind-Fire Wheels, wielding a blazing spear, wrapped in Red Silk, exuding an extraordinary aura!

“True Monarch, you are overly domineering. I haven’t even approached your hall and already suffered your sword strike.”

Nezha’s breath gradually steadied as he approached the True Monarch Temple, speaking with a teasing tone.

At this mont, his expression was calm, not as cold and ruthless as seen in the eyes of other Heavenly Court Immortals—not rely divine but also tinged with humanity.

BOOM!

Just then, the tightly shut doors of the Divine Temple slowly began to open amid booming noises.

“Woof! Woof!”

A streak of black light dashed out from within the hall, reaching Nezha in an instant. A mouth full of sharp teeth opened wide, ready to bite onto Nezha’s leg.

“Away!!”

Nezha kicked out with his foot, causing the black dog to let out a whimper before turning into a streak of black light and retreating back into the True Monarch Temple.

When Nezha entered the temple and walked to its innermost chamber, he saw a handso man dressed in black robes sitting casually atop a Cloud Bed.

Before the man, the black dog crouched respectfully, its gaze toward Nezha filled with anger and… resentnt.

Why does this dog resent ?

Nezha was puzzled in his heart. Then the handso man sitting atop the Cloud Bed spoke, “What brings Fourth Brother to my hall today?”

His thoughts interrupted, Nezha responded with a smile, “Can’t I, Nezha, visit Second Brother without any particular reason?”

Yang Jian chuckled at his reply, raised his hand with a slight wave, and soon Heavenly Soldiers appeared, respectfully carrying a Cloud Bed along with a table adorned with Immortal Fruits, fine wine, and various delicacies.

“This desolate place of mine has little to offer. Fourth Brother, I hope you’ll forgive it.”

Nezha, unreserved, stepped forward and sat on the Cloud Bed. He picked up a blood-red dragon-shaped Immortal Fruit with his hand and took a large bite.

The rich aroma of the fruit spread instantly, causing even the Howling Celestial Dog under Yang Jian to drip saliva from the corners of its mouth.

“I haven’t had this fruit before. It doesn’t significantly enhance one’s cultivation, but its taste is top-notch. Which little god gifted this to Second Brother?”

Nezha asked with a smile as he ate the Blood Jade Dragon Fruit, glancing toward Yang Jian.

Yang Jian shook his head, then pointed upward with his hand, saying, “The Heavenly Emperor saw that guarding this bitterly cold land was too taxing on . A few days ago, he sent soone to deliver them. I haven’t even had the chance to eat any; you tid your visit well, Fourth Brother.”

Nezha chuckled mischievously.

Yang Jian shook his head again, then patted the head of the Howling Celestial Dog beneath him and said, “Take one if you want, but only one. Don’t overdo it.”

SWOOSH!

No sooner had he spoken than a streak of black light darted out, and a Blood Jade Dragon Fruit disappeared from the table.

“Truly a gluttonous dog.”

Yang Jian laughed and shook his head.

Nezha did not respond aloud.

He and the black dog never had a good relationship, especially since the dog had imdiately lunged at him upon his arrival. It was clearly ti to find an opportunity to teach it a lesson.

Thinking this, Nezha paused his chewing of the Immortal Fruit and recalled the resentful gaze the Howling Celestial Dog had given him earlier.

Resentnt…?

“Fourth Brother, did you co rely to feast on Immortal Fruits and wine?”

Yang Jian’s voice rang out again.

Nezha snapped back to attention, shook his head, and put down the unfinished Blood Jade Dragon Fruit. His expression turned somber as he said, “I woke up in the Imperial Pond a few days ago.”

“Second Brother, do you know who killed ?!”

As he uttered these words, Nezha’s face contorted with fury, his pupils turning crimson, radiating violent intent.

Among Heavenly Court Immortals at the Mixed Elent Level, their True Spirits are protected by the Heavenly Emperor. As long as their True Spirits remain intact, even in death, they can be resurrected from the Heavenly Pond.

As soone belonging to the Primordial Chaos Without Limit realm, Nezha naturally possessed such privileges—indeed, he even had more than one opportunity for resurrection.

Thus, when he woke up in the Heavenly Court Imperial Pond, he imdiately understood what had happened to him:

He had already died!

Even more unsettling… he could not determine whether he was rely resurrected or if the Heavenly Court Imperial Pond had birthed an entirely new incarnation of Nezha!

This was because he had no mories of his death. He did not know what he had been doing prior or who had killed him!

Yang Jian’s right hand repeatedly clenched and relaxed, but he did not directly answer Nezha’s question.

The True Monarch Hall fell silent.

Nezha’s ferocious expression gradually softened. In his once-violent crimson eyes, a trace of fear erged as he asked, “Was it the Heavenly Emperor who killed ?”

Only the Heavenly Emperor could completely annihilate his previous incarnation and nurture this new Three Altars Sea eting God from the Imperial Pond.

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, replying, “Fourth Brother may lack respect for his parents, but I’d like to think he wouldn’t lack reverence for the heavens. I don’t believe he would provoke the Heavenly Emperor into taking action.”

A flicker of complexity flashed in Nezha’s gaze.

From Yang Jian’s words, he had confird his suspicion: his prior self had perished, and he was a newly nurtured Three Altars Sea eting God!

Yet with mories, Divine Skills, and powers intact, being a reincarnation was not necessarily a bad thing for him.

His expression hardened, and he fixated on Yang Jian, continuing, “Then Second Brother, please tell Nezha who killed , so I can go and resolve this karma!”

“Woof! Woof!”

Dog barks resounded as a black streak flashed, and the black dog reappeared under the Cloud Bed.

Yang Jian reached out to pet the dog’s head and spoke, “Several years ago, an anomaly erged in the Thirty-Three Heavens. The Heavenly Court dispatched the Thunder God, the Lightning Mother, the Four Great Heavenly Kings, Li Tianwang, you, Fourth Brother, and a contingent of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to besiege it.”

“My dog was unlucky at that ti. It happened to be napping there and got caught in the battlefield.”

With those two sentences, Yang Jian stopped talking, and Nezha instantly understood.

The one who killed him was precisely that anomaly, and the Howling Celestial Dog’s resentnt likely stemd from him failing to rescue it during the battle.

The anomaly powerful enough to kill him… neither the Thunder God, the Heavenly Kings, nor Li Tianwang could have escaped alive from such a foe.

“Was it truly just the anomaly alone?”

Yang Jian gently nodded his head.

Nezha’s expression grew darker.

Eight Primordial Chaos Without Limit beings, along with so many Heavenly Soldiers and Generals—all slaughtered by one individual!

Especially one capable of obliterating the peculiar energy within the Heavenly Court Immortals, thoroughly killing them!

The implications of this were unimaginably terrifying!

At the sa ti, he realized that with his current power alone, there was little hope of resolving this karma.

“Does Second Brother know the Heavenly Emperor’s reaction?”

Yang Jian shook his head.

Nezha furrowed his brows tightly.

After several monts of silence, Yang Jian descended from the Cloud Bed, his black robes flowing to the ground. His eyes, deep and profound, gazed toward the farthest reaches of the heavens.

“Since the Heavenly Emperor granted us this special energy, we have regarded ourselves as eternal and unassailable. Now with the anomaly’s rise, even we Mixed Elent Levels are no longer completely safe; we face the threat of demise.”

“Thus, we must advance further. Before the anomaly evolves again, we must strive to enter the Tao Realm and achieve the legendary Dao.”

As Yang Jian finished speaking, the dormant energy within him surged to life, roaring and unfurling.

In an instant, it was as if boundless heavens descended, pressing upon this realm and causing endless wails.

A hint of envy flickered in Nezha’s eyes.

Immortal Master Erlang, the Heavenly Emperor’s appointed eighth legendary being of the Heavenly Court, seed almost destined to achieve Dao!

And in this mont, Yang Jian’s profound gaze reflected the end of the heavens—a place where an ancient, mysterious Other Shore Dojo awaited!