Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

Such an overwhelming momentum was naturally noticed by Yang Chan and Ao Yu at the first possible moment. Actually, after they took control of the Nine-Headed City, they initially intended to leave as soon as possible.

But because there was no news of Li Mingzhu, they continued to stay and waited for Li Mingzhu and Yang Jian to come find them.

Ao Yu, in a burst of anger, exterminated the Nine-Headed King and his clan because that king dared to take her and Yang Chan as concubines, gathering thirty thousand troops to besiege them.

This led to Ao Yu slaying the Nine-Headed King with a single sword, and subsequently exterminating his clan, as his subordinates and family mounted a desperate counterattack, leaving them no choice but to kill or be killed.

"I'll go out of the city to confront them later, and you support me!"

Standing on the city wall, Ao Yu was the first to speak. Despite their constant arguments over this period, they had developed an unspoken understanding.

"Alright, be careful!"

Yang Chan did not refuse, as she indeed lacked in offensive capabilities.

However, by supporting from afar, she could ensure nothing would go wrong, as the Treasure Lotus Lamp was in her hand, ready to assist Ao Yu at any sign of danger.

Even if a Daluo Golden Immortal were to suddenly sneak attack, Ao Yu would be unharmed.

Wearing a pale yellow muslin dress fluttering in the wind, Ao Yu went out solo with her sword to face the hundred thousand demon soldiers and the four princes.

The four princes of the Beiming Dynasty naturally noticed Ao Yu. Such elegance and beauty made it undeniable why the Nine-Headed King desired her for his palace, yet she was a female goddess of slaughter!

"I'll count on you all!"

Riding on a war chariot, the most mature Eldest Prince spoke to the generals beside him.

"Rest assured, Your Highness, we shall not disappoint you. We will capture and kill this outsider who dared to harm the Nine-Headed King!"

Due to the River Styx connection, the Beiming Imperial Family was aware of the fierce individuals emerging from the outside into the Demon Clan's world.

"Kill!"

Seeing three heavy-armored Great Demons flying over, Ao Yu did not waste time, emitting a substantial murderous aura with a soft shout.

In stark contrast to her ethereal appearance when leaving the city, Ao Yu was an unmitigated female god of slaughter, wielding the Immortal Slaying Sword like a rampant dragon, every strike teeming with invincible Sword Intent.

Known for great offensive prowess and ascending against greater odds, this path was highly revered in later generations.

But it's not because merely wielding a sword is stylish; the true reason lies in its unmatched offensive power.

"Poof!"

In only three exchanges, Ao Yu directly slew one of the Great Demons. Despite all being at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, the gap was significant.

Not mentioning the amplified power of the Daoist Skills or Swordsmanship for outsiders like Li Mingzhu in this world, just in terms of foundation and heritage, these Great Demons were no match.

The remaining two Great Demons revealed their true forms, daring not to take it lightly, fully unleashing their prowess.

One a giant tiger, the other a large black bear, counted among the Demon Clan's apex predators.

Every move emanated Sword Qi, and without even employing true enemy-facing sword techniques, Ao Yu effortlessly exterminated these Great Demons.

"Who dares to fight?"

After vanquishing the three Great Demons, Ao Yu casually took a step forward, her voice seemingly light, yet pressing down ten thousand demon soldiers who didn't dare lift their heads.

It was as if all the splendor of this world was centered on Ao Yu, borrowing the might of heaven and earth.

Every Sword Cultivator excels at leveraging heaven and earth's might, with almost all astounding sword moves throughout history performed under ideal timing and surroundings.

Perhaps constantly overshadowed behind Li Mingzhu, Ao Yu's brilliance was obscured, but her talent and strength were undoubtedly top-notch.

Otherwise, Yu Ding wouldn't react as if losing a mother upon hearing Ao Yu wouldn't become his disciple. He deemed it most fitting for Ao Yu to inherit his Sword Dao, and Yang Jian his Combat Intent.

"No one else?"

Ao Yu sneered, suddenly wielding the Immortal Slaying Sword, where a colossal sword over a hundred feet long manifested in mid-air, slicing down with invincible Sword Intent!

A single sword annihilated three thousand demon soldiers!

Much like the female drought demon, Ao Yu excelled at Sword Intent, though her comprehension of sword moves was decent.

Ignoring the front's ten thousand demon soldiers, Ao Yu directly plunged into the ranks, ready to single-handedly oppose this host of ten thousand demon soldiers.

To the four princes, it seemed suicidal, no doubt she was formidable, yet human strength has its limits. How could one person be a match for ten thousand demon soldiers?

If she were alone, Ao Yu naturally wouldn't act recklessly, but she was not battling by herself.

On the city wall, Yang Chan formed hand seals to activate the Treasure Lotus Lamp, emitting a spectrum of colors over Ao Yu's head, rendering her Uninvadable and providing her with continuous mana support.

Yang Chan believed Ao Yu could instill terror in those ten thousand demon soldiers alone, while Ao Yu also trusted Yang Chan to let her focus on assault without concern for defenses or mana.

Their current coordination was by no means inferior to that of Li Mingzhu and Yang Jian.

In fact, their synergy was even more exquisite compared to Li Mingzhu and Yang Jian's domineering collaboration.

Ao Yu charged into the demon army, her Immortal Slaying Sword wreaking havoc, harvesting demon lives.

Like Li Mingzhu's philosophy, Ao Yu too believed that if no one bothered her, it was fine; but if provoked, she would show no mercy.

Thus, she felt no guilt in slaughtering these Demon Clans, even if it was mass killing, so be it?

With a three-foot sword in hand, who dares offend? Then what's wrong with slaughtering the entire world?

"Third Uncle, Fifth Uncle, Seventh Uncle, Eighth Uncle, make your move!"

The Eldest Prince, with a terribly grim expression, coldly snorted, prompting four black silhouettes to emerge from hiding, all attacking Ao Yu.

Had they not been confident, these princes wouldn't come to Nine-Headed City without backing, and these four shadows were part of Beiming Dynasty's foundation.

All four, mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortals, were brothers to the Beiming Emperor, but they were individuals solely focused on cultivation, serving as protectors of the Beiming Dynasty.

Initially, the princes confidently claimed that ten thousand demon soldiers were enough to capture Nine-Headed City, yet Ao Yu defied their expectations, and if left unchecked, she might indeed finish them all.

Thus, the Eldest Prince had no choice but to command the four to act, knowing Ao Yu was not Li Mingzhu and couldn't perceive these four sneakily hidden Daluo Golden Immortals with her Spirit Communication Eye.

Gazing at the sudden appearance of the four Daluo Golden Immortals, Ao Yu was startled but remained unfazed.

With the protection of the Treasure Lotus Lamp, even Daluo Golden Immortals couldn't harm her.

"Sword Rise Canglan!"

Facing the attacking four Daluo Golden Immortals, Ao Yu finally started employing Sword Styles.

Ao Yu's swordsmanship was learned and perfected at Yu Ding's, characterized by annihilation and slaughter.

Sword Light like a rainbow, a one-line kill!

Yet the four Daluo Golden Immortals were cunning as foxes, aware of Ao Yu's sword's ruthlessness, they joined forces to conjure a light screen that deflected Ao Yu's supposedly vital blow, forcing her back.

The four were blood brothers, trained together for unknown years. Though lacking good inheritance, their joint assault technique was quite formidable.

The four acted as one. Ao Yu, looking at the four similarly appearing black-clad individuals, realized the upcoming challenge.

Even with the Treasure Lotus Lamp's protection, it seemed grim.

Four mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortals excelling at coordinated attacks possessed battle prowess close to Great Perfection.

Yang Chan, sensing something amiss, dared not linger on the city wall, disappearing in a flash to join Ao Yu, standing against foes together.

Despite their disdain for the Demon Clan world's legacy and knowing it indeed lagged, if one's realm overwhelmingly suppressed them, weak Daoist Skills posed no problem.