The Tongtian Sect Master wore a blue martial outfit, holding a wooden sword, standing opposite Nezha like an ordinary swordsman, with cultivation comparable to Nezha’s current state.
"Co."
Nezha was not a person who hesitated; now he was bursting with confidence. You say co, then I shall co!
Of course, etiquette could not be neglected.
"Thank you, Saint Martial Uncle, for your guidance!"
Then, a long spear appeared in his hand, and he charged forward.
The Tongtian Sect Master casually swung the wooden sword without any apparent skill.
Nezha only felt a flash of sword light before him, and then he was no more.
Then, in an instant, he ca back to life, seeing that he had returned to his pre-battle state.
Across from him, the Tongtian Sect Master gestured with a ’co at !’ motion.
Nezha took a deep breath and, with a thought, a large amount of magical treasures like the Vajra Ring, Red Tie, and assorted weapons bombarded all at once.
The Tongtian Sect Master didn’t even move, and another sword swept past, leaving Nezha once again headless.
The sensation of death was so real that Nezha knew that if he were outside, he’d be truly dead.
Restoring his form once more, Nezha understood the function of this space; he was currently anchored in this state, resetting whenever he died, with infinite mana at his disposal.
Nezha ford a hand seal, and the entire space was instantly covered in black and white.
The Tongtian Sect Master casually assessed it, comnting, "Interesting."
A vast amount of mana drove the Dao Seed, making the whole space seem like it was inside the Tai Chi Diagram, with Yin Yang Dao Qi rapidly eradicating the Tongtian Sect Master within.
The Tongtian Sect Master remarked ’all show,’ a sword light cut through, and both the diagram and person were destroyed.
Nezha, reset once more, was not discouraged.
He made the hand seal again, activating the Infinite Dao Domain.
This was a murky gray space.
Nezha held a long banner aloft, gathering power as gray chaotic streams swirled around, transforming into imnse Chaotic Sword Energy.
The Tongtian Sect Master did not obstruct it and watched Nezha prepare his attack with interest.
Nezha’s Dao Seed of Three Flowers Inner Strength emitted brilliant light, augnting the attack before he fiercely chopped at the Tongtian Sect Master.
For the first ti, the expressionless Tongtian Sect Master showed a bit of interest and said, ’Interesting,’ before instantly cutting both Nezha and his Chaotic Sword Energy with one sword.
Nezha had many techniques, but felt none were effective, so he simply went all out.
"I’ll just rely on raw power and leave the rest to miracles!"
With gray mist swirling around him, he split into eleven clones, reactivating the Twelve Duterrestrial Gods Evil Formation, much more experienced this ti, with greatly improved bodily adaptability, making the process much smoother.
The three treasures were placed within the formation.
Reusing the sa trick, he went all out, as he knew he’d be reset anyway.
From the gray mist erged a mighty arm, gripping an illusory axe, hacking fiercely at Tongtian.
The expression on the Tongtian Sect Master’s face grew complex, a mix of nostalgia, regret, and indescribable emotions.
For the first ti, he gripped his sword with both hands to face the unmatched axe swing.
After the clash of sword and axe, all returned to calm.
Unsurprisingly, Nezha was reset once more.
By this point, his arrogance-filled heart had finally cald down slightly.
Across from him, the Tongtian Sect Master seed unchanged, gesturing with a ’co at !’ motion once more.
Nezha didn’t hesitate, gritting his teeth as he charged again!
Swoosh!
Nezha died!
Formations, movent techniques, divine spells, divine skills, Qin Dunjia, trickery—Nezha used all he had, but it was still just a matter of one sword from the Tongtian Sect Master.
After going through countless deaths, Nezha finally conceded.
"Martial Uncle, I think..."
The Tongtian Sect Master directly cut off Nezha’s words and said, "It’s not what you think, only what I think."
Then, swinging a sword at Nezha, he cut him down.
Nezha died again!
From initially seeking death, Nezha was now passively slaughtered.
He exhausted all ans trying to survive just one sword strike from the Tongtian Sect Master, yet ultimately failed every ti...
Still feeling overconfident?
Forget about being overconfident!
Be humble!
Classical chanics definitely solved all his psychological issues.
This pedagogical thod was very much like the Tongtian Sect Master.
After being dealt with, Nezha harbored no resentnt, knowing having a Saint as a sparring partner was sothing even Duobao Daoist seldom had a chance for; this was a small payback for saving Sanxiao.
Nezha gained trendous reward from the brutal training.
Firstly, his mind was completely adjusted, and secondly, he thoroughly mastered his expanded Taoist Body, divine skills, and spells, achieving perfection.
Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Five Qi Chaoyuan, his understanding of the Dao surpassed his current realm, and his mana had reached perfection.
He could form a Dao Fruit at any ti, stepping into the realm of the Golden Immortal.
However, the urgent summons by the Tongtian Sect Master must an sothing important, otherwise, an Immortal undergoing a hundred-year retreat was like playing around, not requiring personal intervention.
Gathering his thoughts, Nezha appeared ready for instructions.
The Tongtian Sect Master didn’t play coy, as he was always straightforward.
"You must have heard of the events between Nuwa and the Divine Turtle in North State back then?"
Nezha replied honestly, "The teacher has ntioned so of it to ."
The Tongtian Sect Master nodded: "The Divine Turtle’s four limbs were severed to support the heavens and earth, its flesh body was banished to chaos, but its Divine Soul consciousness remains sealed in the Primordial North Sea.
Periodically, Zhi Ming God performs cleansing to prevent further environntal deterioration in the North.
Now that Zhi Ming God has encountered a problem, you should go on behalf of your teacher to handle this, and bring Gui Ling back as well."
Nezha scratched his head at the task, handle it? How to handle it?
Learn from the Western Saints and directly eradicate the Divine Turtle’s consciousness?
Without the creditor, naturally, there would be no debt.
"Teacher, how do I handle this Divine Turtle?"
In truth, Nuwa hadn’t figured out what to do; otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken the lazy approach of keeping it sealed in Beihai.
To simply destroy it made her feel sowhat uneasy.
"Perhaps you could persuade it to let go of its overwhelming resentnt?"
"Teacher, I am not good with words."
Nuwa pursed her lips.
"Aren’t you adept at sweet-talking young won?"
Nezha hesitated a bit and cautiously asked, "Teacher, is this Divine Turtle female?"
This question left Nuwa lost for words.
After a while, she turned over impatiently: "If nothing else works, just pick up an axe and give it a blow!"
Nezha thought to himself, you should have just said so, I would have known how to persuade it!
...
Ultimately, Nezha did not set off alone; he had a companion, Yunxiao.
Nezha initially didn’t want her to co along, knowing the potential for serious injury this ti.
Yunxiao stated that her cultivation had drastically dropped and to regain it could only be done through ti, but she was actually not physically injured. Your cultivation is still low, and Beihai is Kunpeng’s territory; what if you encounter danger?
As Nezha was about to refuse again, Yunxiao switched to her teaching mode, the charisma of a horoom teacher forcibly suppressing Nezha’s further objections.
Helplessly, he accepted Sister Yun’s kind offer, and the two of them set out for Beihai together.
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