Jin Chan was never known for being emotionally stable, but after listening to Nezha’s words, his emotions finally stabilized – stabilized in boundless rage!
He was trembling with anger, shaking faster than the wings behind him!
Nuwa watching the live stream: "Haha!"
Saint Zhunti secretly trailing Jin Chan: "..."
Tongtian Sect Master: "Haha."
Yuanshi Tianzun: "Haha."
Hao Tian, watching the live stream through the Hao Tian Mirror and already knowing Nezha was trouble: "..."
I’m not as mighty as you said.
Except for Saint Zhunti, the other Saints were all gleefully watching Jin Chan stir up trouble for Hao Tian.
Serves you right for hosting the Investiture of the Gods!
Serves you right for starting drama!
You deserved this!
Swish!
A flash of golden light pierced Nezha’s brain. In his fury, Jin Chan ripped Nezha apart into strips of flesh, even taking two bites, before bloodthirstily glaring at the sky and transforming into a ray of golden light, rushing straight for the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven!
Saint Zhunti was smacking his forehead by now. Originally, it would’ve been fine to let Jin Chan cause so mischief in the Mortal World before privately retrieving him. But as soon as he crossed paths with his little martial nephew, the situation kept escalating uncontrollably.
A mont later, in a sudden flash of golden light, Jin Chan returned, patrolling two laps before disappearing again.
After waiting a long ti, a ripple finally appeared in the void, from which Nezha cautiously poked out his little head, scanning the surroundings. Confirming Jin Chan had truly left, he summoned Fire Spirit Saint Mother and Luo Xuan to erge from the Mountain and River Map.
Looking at the massacred remnants of ’Nezha,’ he pointed his finger and transford all the blood and flesh into fruit juice and pulp.
Clearly, Jin Chan also realized sothing was off but couldn’t find the hidden Nezha inside the Mountain and River Map, so he left and stord towards the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven.
The Ancient Demon Court ruled over the Thirty-Six Layers of Heaven, and they were indeed thirty-six vast layers, each akin to a major world. But after the Witch Clan waged war against the heavens, most were devastated below.
Hao Tian’s reestablishnt of the Heavenly Court wasn’t particularly productive—either calamities or power struggles. Progress in construction was minimal, with the dilapidated outer buildings of the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven attesting to this.
Jin Chan zood ahead, heading for the South Heavenly Gate, where golden threads flickered, shattering the gate’s plaque into countless pieces.
In his human form, Jin Chan jabbed his hands forward, sending two unfortunate duty-bound Heavenly Soldiers directly to the underworld to reincarnate.
Brazenly, he strode through the South Heavenly Gate, killing anyone he encountered and demolishing any structures in his path.
The immortals above were terrified. Although Mo Xingtian had previously demonstrated formidable strength, he lacked intelligence and only fought instinctually. But Jin Chan was a whole different story.
Anyone who clashed with him could forget about running.
Jin Chan went on a massacre, sending many immortals who had pledged loyalty to Hao Tian early on straight into reincarnation. Though the Investiture of the Gods didn’t process those killed in the Heavenly Court, their divine positions could remain, but the timing of their return was uncertain.
Gold Star Taibai imdiately hid inside the Palace of the Polestar beside Hao Tian, refusing to venture anywhere, afraid Jin Chan might eliminate him on a whim.
Hao Tian panicked too. His court was already sparsely populated, and with Jin Chan’s rampage, his reputation was in tatters, leaving him wondering who would even serve tea and water in the future.
But should he personally intervene? Wouldn’t that shatter the dignity of the Heavenly Court?
"Where are the Thunder Departnt Main God and Heavenly Soldiers? The Heavenly Court faces a crisis—where are they?"
Gold Star Taibai wiped the cold sweat from his brow and replied, "Your Majesty, the Thundering General previously submitted a morial, requesting permission to head to Beihai to eliminate demons. He’s probably already on his way."
No, is this man really so petty? Couldn’t he stomach being slighted even a little?
Young people need more experience, don’t they understand?
Hao Tian was about to instruct Gold Star Taibai to summon Nezha for reinforcents when Taibai shrank back, making it clear that if ordered, he wouldn’t go outside no matter what.
Hao Tian wrestled with indecision, while outside Jin Chan was delighting in his spree.
Standing atop a grand hall in the Heaven Palace, Jin Chan emitted dazzling golden light across the entire Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven and laughed heartily: "What Lord of the Three Realms, what oppression of the Three Realms? I say it’s all nonsense! Hao Tian, old man, co out!
Didn’t you send soone to slay my Little Black? Why don’t you co out and face !"
Indeed, Hao Tian activated a grand formation to hide the Lingxiao Baby Palace. While Jin Chan was strong in combat, he lacked the finesse of a proper Mystic Sect Quasi-Saint.
In hiding within the Mountain and River Map, Nezha secretly recorded these precious images on a mory Stone, pondering what Jin Chan Zi’s reincarnation would feel upon seeing them.
Nearby, Fire Spirit Saint Mother and Luo Xuan followed suit with their mory Stones, capturing footage. Though they had no idea about Jin Chan Zi, they figured the recordings could be wine entertainnt during a banquet, where everyone could mock Hao Tian collectively.
anwhile, Hao Tian secretly sneaked off to the Doushuai Temple in the thirty-sixth layer of Li Hen Heaven but didn’t even make it past the door—Gold Horn and Silver Horn gave him a thorough thrashing.
"Wow, is this the so-called Great Venerate who’s all talk and no action outside?"
"Indeed! I’ve heard he doesn’t even care for his own sister. If I were in danger, wouldn’t my brother protect ?"
"Of course, Silver Horn!"
And who spread these gossip? Of course, the little chatterbox Nezha.
Marshal Tianpeng, Bian Zhuang, and others friendly with Nezha had already caught wind and fled long ago.
Hao Tian: "..."
Hao Tian was furious but powerless. Despite being originally of a childlike nature, could he really storm into the Doushuai Temple and spank Gold Horn and Silver Horn?
If he dared, Lord Laozi would imdiately drop his pants and spank him instead.
Child-like words are innocent, child-like words are innocent. Forget it.
Hao Tian proved to be soone who bullied the weak but feared the strong.
Nezha, seeing the chaos was nearly at its peak, solemnly bowed to Fire Spirit Saint Mother and said, "This alien insect endangers the Primordial World. My Daoist skill is too weak—may I humbly request Saint Mother to summon the Jie Sect disciples to lend assistance?"
Asking for help? Better to be polite; no harm in that.
Fire Spirit Saint Mother, who had been secretly observing Nezha with unknown thoughts, imdiately straightened her posture, pounded her plump chest, and solemnly declared, "Daoist Friend, do not worry! Ensuring the safety of the Primordial World is an unshakable duty of the Jie Sect immortals!"
Nezha raised his opinion of Fire Spirit Saint Mother, thinking highly of her. As Senior Brother Duobao’s disciple, her sense of duty was impressive!
Excellent. Perhaps rather than exhausting his own connections for this task, better to leverage soone else’s sense of responsibility.
With a rendezvous planned in Nanchang, Nezha left the Heavenly Court and headed toward Kunlun Mountain.
Jin Chan was clearly not soone a True Immortal could handle alone, so why not initiate another Three Sects Demon Extermination?
As fate would have it, he stumbled upon the Immortal of Colossal Spirit, leading a procession of five hundred musicians on a leisure stroll. While Nezha could sympathize with the Immortal’s plight—it was as unreasonable as asking a re Earth Immortal to confront Jin Chan.
It’s like asking the Nine-Headed Beast to have Ben Bo Ba eliminate Sun Wukong and his disciples.
Nezha’s commanding presence in the Heavenly Court wasn’t for nothing. With just a few words, the Immortal of Colossal Spirit knelt on one knee and vowed, "I shall carry out any orders from the General!"
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