Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha

Li Er simply sat down, glancing at the pill furnace beside him, which could be described as towering, then looked at the little girl nearby, sculpted from jade and ivory, but lacking the usual charm.

He said, "These times are different from the past. When the Netherworld Venerate established his path, you accompanied him in suppressing the heavens and earth, but now he is ultimately dead, and what I'm doing is avenging him. Why can't you help me?"

"Dead? Hahaha..."

Zi Chen laughed, her laughter causing her to tremble, her clothes disheveled.

She answered, "The Netherworld Venerate reversed yin and yang, upended life and death, how could he truly be gone? Wait, the day he returns will be your doom!"

"Looks like he didn't tell you anything."

Li Er took one last look at her, turned, and returned to the pill furnace, his deep gaze piercing the thick barriers, breaking through the evil aura, focusing on Nezha.

He murmured, "Already reached Taiyi Golden Immortal Perfection? But with your aptitude, even if this body is fully excavated, it's only the mid Daluo Golden Immortal level. Tongtian, oh Tongtian, you've truly given me quite a few problems."

The Divine Enthronement War.

The immortals are absent.

Yet the divine status that cultivators once avoided has now become coveted by mortals.

Countless strong figures and warriors rush in, slaughtering each other.

Blood stains the earth.

Three Mountains Pass.

Deng Chanyu wielded her long blade, cutting down seventeen brave warriors who climbed first, but upon seeing Xiqi's tidal wave-like army attacking the city walls, even though she has become a cultivator now, she couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.

Cannot kill them all.

There's no end to the killing.

Ji Fa has gone mad, mobilizing the entire Xiqi populace, disregarding any livelihood, sending a million troops to conquer Chengtang.

The front line is tense, Yin Jiao remains angry, this Emperor of Chengtang is a cultivator of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, with orthodox Daoist roots, though he hasn't made a personal move, he's not afraid of these mortal armies deep down.

But Three Mountains Pass is likely going to fall.

If I don't escape, I might also die here today.

Deng Chanyu feels she could naturally flee.

But she knows her father won't escape.

Many at Three Mountains Pass will choose not to run.

Fight to the death.

Fight to the death.

Only fight until death.

More and more people climbing, she conserves her strength as best she can, but the body tempered by the Golden Core grew numb in the muscles of her forearm, gradually exhausting.

If this keeps up, I might not be able to escape.

Black clouds obscure the sun.

Deng Chanyu took a deep breath but felt as though she had swallowed fire, she abruptly looked up.

All she saw were anguished cries, and fire rains from the sky!

Flames dragged black tails, leaving lines dozens of feet long in the sky, forming pits several feet in diameter upon hitting the ground, the explosive flames swiftly turning people into ashes upon contact, shockwaves alone are enough to reduce the insides of military generals into a pile of rotting flesh through iron armor...

But looking up at the sky, it was truly an apocalyptic scene.

The black clouds had completely scattered.

In the sky, a massive, burning pill furnace obscured the heavens, silently descending.

The speed seemed slow, but everyone on the ground knew this was only the beginning; destruction was imminent.

"Retreat!!!"

"Abandon the city!!!"

Deng Chanyu could no longer care about much; her shouts awakened many people, everyone fled in a panic, but in such a short time, how far could they run? Besides the cultivators, how many will survive?

In the ancient battlefield outside the city, over a hundred thousand Xiqi soldiers gathered, almost certainly doomed, but this apocalyptic heavenly fire descending will also turn Three Mountains Pass into a tomb.

"Oh heavens."

Countless glowing embers fell from the heavens above, consuming dozens to hundreds of lives as they landed.

The instigator of all this, Nezha, was unaware.

If he had known, he would have blamed it on Li Er.

Because if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have kicked over the pill furnace.

And even if he had overturned it, with Li Er's skill, he surely could have prevented all this from happening.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs.

Nezha's body was scorched black by the flames, only his eyes brightly shining, he took one look at Li Er's smiling face before him, clenched his fists, feeling that terrifying power within him, and ultimately couldn't hold back, threw a punch.

This punch was enough to overturn seas and rivers, containing countless life and death principles between his fingers!

Not just any cultivator, even a Quasi-Saint not fully focused could be obliterated!

But Li Er stood unmoved.

Quasi-Saint.

To someone of his level, it wasn't much.

With just one finger, he stopped Nezha's seemingly unstoppable punch from advancing a single inch.

"You've certainly got some nerve."

Hearing this, though shocked, Nezha didn't stop, instead spinning in the air, kicking towards Li Er's face.

Li Er's words were correct.

He did indeed have a lot of nerve.

This kick, like a heavenly tribulation being cut down, carried a hint of annihilating aura.

Simultaneously, he reached out, Zi Chen's Sky Ruler was in his grasp.

Nezha took a deep breath, swallowing massive amounts of heaven and earth primordial energy from the Eight Scenic Palace, channeling it into his hand.

"The great void!"

Fierce holy aura radiated, pressuring heavens and earth, causing all beings within several thousand miles to tremble, kneel, and worship in the direction of the Eight Scenic Palace.

Li Er finally moved; his gaze changed.

Now Nezha finally had the ability to wield holy items, showcasing divine might, yet what truly affected Li Er's emotions wasn't Nezha's martial prowess.

But the posture and aura he exhibited.

Clearly.

Clearly consumed the Divine Evil Pill, the evil aura still present, showcasing his junior brother Tongtian Sect Leader's killing secret techniques, yet the essence is exactly like the original Netherworld Venerate.

This time Li Er extended a hand.

A Jade Ruyi appeared in his grasp, countering Zi Chen's Sky Ruler, producing crisp sounds as it snapped into two, falling to the ground.

Li Er wasn't bothered.

Everything before him was as he anticipated.

"The great void, you revealed his true name, hoping the Netherworld Venerate could resurrect within him? Heh, there might be two similar blossoms in the world, but their essence is ultimately different; don't we both know his origins?"

Zi Chen didn't reply.

Nezha said in response, "Seems I'm indeed not your equal."

"Didn't you already know this before making your move?"

Li Er always wore a displeasing smile, he said, "Believe me, I have no reason to harbor ill will against you for no reason. As long as you cooperate, I won't harm you."

"I probably have no right to refuse now; tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Li Er said, "Good, next I'll let you leave."

Nezha said, "Yuanshi, Tongtian, Buddha, Taishang, the saints in this world unrelated to me, seem to miss only the Heavenly Emperor. Could it be you want to use me against the Heavenly Emperor?"

"You have quite the imagination, but it's ultimately too uninformed. The saints in the world aren't just limited to the few you know. The Heavenly Emperor is indeed formidable, but remains at peace with us, I won't act against him."

Nezha chuckled, saying, "Let me guess, it's Hong Jun, right."