"It's not easy to meet an opponent with such a temper like yours. Whoever wins, I, Old Sun, will acknowledge you as a friend. But don't worry, I, Old Sun, will never hold back in a battle.”
Sun Wukong's confidence soared as he laughed loudly.
His aura rose to the extreme, his golden hair stood up, and his entire body was filled with dense golden immortal energy. Surge! Electric arcs crackled like dragons and snakes.
"I hope you can live!"
Nezha's momentum also reached its peak. On the peak, pink immortal Qi enveloped him like fire. Thick blood Qi soared into the sky, reflecting the entire sky red.
"Kill…"
"Fight..."
Sun Wukong and Nezha roared at the same time. With monstrous fighting spirit, the Jingu Staff and the Universe Ring collided fiercely. With a loud bang, the Heaven and Earth Ring was sent flying by the Golden Cudgel and flew back around Nezha.
"Your divine power is extraordinary. Take my God Slaying Palm.”
The two exchanged a few blows. Nezha felt that he was no match for Sun Wukong's divine power. He roared and struck out with his palm. His small body emitted boundless power.
As Nezha struck out with his palm, endless divine light flowed down like thousands of waterfalls, enveloping Sun Wukong from head to toe.
This was a monstrous amount of magic power. It was extremely terrifying. Every beam of divine light pierced through the void like a flowing river of divine power.
Little Wu Chen bared his teeth. This was a Heaven's Favorite who could dominate the Divine Lands. With a flip of his hand, he could cause clouds and rain. With a single palm, he could cause rivers of blood to flow on the ground and mountains of corpses to form. If the opponent was him, this move would be enough to suppress him tens of thousands of times. There was no room for him to turn the tables.
Sun Wukong was fearless. He punched out in the face of the monstrous magic power. His fist was suffused with a rich golden color. It was simple and plain. However, whether it was the six Great Sages of the Bull Demon King or his opponent Nezha, their expressions changed.
Extremely simple was extremely extraordinary. This move was already very terrifying!!
Sun Wukong's cultivation base had broken through again after the last battle against the Dominating Heavens and Bai Ban, and he had already advanced to the peak of the Dao Immortal Venerable Realm. Feng, currently, only Little Wuchen and the Macaque King knew about this news. No one else knew.
"Peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm. Feng! Old Seventh's improvement is really fast!"
Dragon Demon King sighed. As his second brother whose strength was second only to Boss Niu, he knew that Sun Wukong would surpass him, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
The current Sun Wukong was far superior to them just by looking at this move. He had already been stuck at the third level of the Immortal Venerable realm for more than 400 years. The seven Saints who were at the same realm knew that the difference of one level was like heaven and earth.
"What a monster!"
The Dragon Demon King sighed. The other Great Sages were the same as well. One had to know that they had cultivated earlier than Sun Wukong! Now that he had been surpassed by his youngest, he felt a little ashamed. Even the Bull Demon King, a fourth level Immortal Venerable, was not sure if he could defeat Old Seventh.
The moment the demons were stunned, the golden fist crossed the void and shattered Nezha's magic power. It appeared in front of Nezha in an unstoppable manner. The fist was so solid that it pierced through Sun Wukong's essence, qi, and spirit.
Nezha's expression changed. Sun Wukong's growth had shocked him, but he was Nezha. How could he admit defeat? Instead, he roared and slapped Sun Wukong's fist.
Nezha did not even bother to use the Universe Ring to block Sun Wukong's fist because Sun Wukong did not use the Jingu Staff.
This palm strike exhausted Nezha's heart and contained his boundless fighting spirit. He was never afraid of the strong, nor did he roar angrily. He rushed forward like a crazy demon, wanting to rush out of a world.
His soaring battle intent made countless demons 'hearts palpitate, and his anger lit up the entire sky.
Sun Wukong's Fiery Golden Eyes emitted a brilliant light as he muttered to himself,""Alright, I, Old Sun, will give you a hand.”
Sun Wukong said that he wished Nezha a helping hand, but his attack was even more ruthless. Golden light circulated all over his body, and he used his strongest attack to kill Nezha.
Sun Wukong was extremely combative. Having experienced several battles where the weak defeated the strong, he knew that in order to advance in battle, in addition to unyielding courage, he also had to face the brink of death.
Nezha's courage was unquestionable. He was so strong that it shocked people. His accumulation was also very deep. He was at the peak of the third level of the Immortal Venerable realm. Feng was only one step away.
However, it was extremely difficult to cross the step from the Third Heaven to the Fourth Heaven. Sun Wukong knew that, so he had to give Nezha the fiercest and most domineering attack. If Nezha could break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly under the pressure of death, it would be best. If not, it would be a memorial for his mad battle on the road to immortality.
"Kill…"
The golden iron fist and the golden Jingu staff came after Zhou. Each punch and staff carried incomparable power. The destructive fighting spirit bombarded Nezha, wanting to tear him apart.
"Kill, kill,"
Nezha frantically shook his palm to resist the golden fist. His small body was like steel. The spear never yielded, he struck out with his palm. The surging magic power finally obliterated the golden fist after hundreds of palms.
"Ah…"
Nezha roared at the sky, his hair flying. Just as he obliterated the golden fist, he rushed towards the Golden-Hooped Rod that followed closely behind.
Now, his mana was exhausted and his body was injured. Although he had destroyed the golden fist, the price he paid was very heavy. There was a bloody hole in his mouth. With his current state, it was impossible for him to be a match for Sun Wukong.
Nezha was fearless. If he was afraid, he would not be Nezha.
"Nezha shouldn't be so vulnerable. He's too conceited. He has the Universe Ring, the Sky Sash, the Firestorm Wheels, and the Fire-tipped Spear, but he's using the palm technique that he's not good at to deal with it. With his own shortcomings and his strong offensive power, how can he be a match for Old Seventh?”
The Roc Demon King muttered to himself. He had just stepped into the third level of Immortal Venerable not long ago. He, who had always been good at winning with speed, did not agree with Nezha's method. He understood Nezha's meaning and knew how low the possibility of success was under such circumstances.
"He's the same as Seventh Brother. That's why he's Nezha, and Seventh Brother is the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, Sun Wukong!”The Dragon Demon King shook his head and sighed. He did not have the courage to choose Nezha's path.
He really became a demon if he didn't become an immortal! The determination of the two of them made people tremble!
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"How can I die like this? I, Nezha, still have to fight on the path of immortality. I, Nezha, have lost three souls, but I can break through the limits of eternity and repair myself.”
"What is my Dao…"
Nezha kept asking himself. As he asked himself, his eyes began to shine with a bright light, like a lamp in the dark night, illuminating the path ahead of him.
He thought of the proud, cold, and unrestrained Erlang God, and thought of his own past. Under extreme danger, he finally broke through the clouds and found his own path.
"The vast land is full of flowers, this prince wants to be the most beautiful one.”
Nezha's eyes became brighter and brighter, as bright as the Lunar Star. He spoke softly, his smile as simple as a baby.
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