Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

Previously on the Lingxiao Palace, the Cold Eagle summoned by Hao Tian could actually be considered one of his contingencies. After all, as the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, he's reached quite a pitiful state.

If he didn't have one or two tricks up his sleeve, he would have long been overthrown.

Just like the Heavenly Silkworm before, Cold Eagle was a killer nurtured by Hao Tian since childhood. What's more, he had already broken through to the Quasi-Saint Realm.

This caliber of assassination—let's not even talk about Ao Yu, who has only reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation level—even another Quasi-Saint of equal cultivation, if caught off guard, would surely meet misfortune.

This isn't an exaggeration; it's the truth. As for Cold Eagle's Dao, there's no need to speculate—it's undoubtedly the Dao specialized in assassination.

The pinnacle of slaughter, to the extent that even the Heavenly Dao might be pierced through, though the assassin themselves would perish in the end.

Yet a lifetime devoted to slaughter culminates in just one explosive strike!

A killer is used in this way—for them, executing a mission means completely dismissing the possibility of returning alive.

Returning alive would only be a stroke of luck. Thus, raising an assassin takes an unimaginable amount of effort and hardship.

This also showcases Hao Tian's deep-seated hatred toward Li Mingzhu. He willingly sacrifices such a trump card of a Quasi-Saint assassin just to strip Li Mingzhu of her beloved.

However, this appears to be somewhat irrational. Judging from Hao Tian's usual patience and forbearance, it's unlikely he would resort to such measures. Perhaps it's because he was truly cornered by Li Mingzhu.

After all, even a rabbit bites when desperate, and Hao Tian is no rabbit—he's a dragon.

Though even without Li Mingzhu's appearance, his patience ultimately did not earn him favorable circumstances. After the Divine Enthronement concluded and the Journey to the West began, the era belonged to the Western Sect!

In that era, he was even tightly suppressed by Duobao, who had converted to Buddhism. That was when the Saints had retreated, and it should have been Hao Tian's time to shine. Yet across the Three Realms, only the name of Tathagata was heard. Who still worships the Heavenly Emperor?

It inevitably feels tragic!

After leaving the South Heavenly Gate, Cold Eagle used special methods to conceal his presence in the heavenly will. Even with the eventual furious investigation by a Saint, it would remain difficult to trace his origins.

In his previous assassinations, Cold Eagle has always operated this way—as if his existence was completely erased from the Primordial World.

Furthermore, he possesses a sword capable of killing without invoking karmic ties—a weapon so rare in the Primordial World that aside from Saintly magic artifacts, only Minghe's Avici Yuan Tu Dual Swords share such power.

Its name: Seven Killings!

Kill the enemy, kill the friend, kill the kin, kill the heavens, kill the earth, kill the self, kill the Heavenly Dao!

There is nothing it cannot kill!

Compared to the Heavenly Silkworm, Cold Eagle could be considered a more purely focused assassin. Although the Heavenly Silkworm has high talent, its comprehension in this aspect pales in comparison to Cold Eagle.

This is why Cold Eagle reached the Quasi-Saint Realm, while the Heavenly Silkworm did not. It's worth noting that the two of them were cultivated by Hao Tian at the same time.

Like a wisp of green smoke, Cold Eagle silently infiltrated the North Sea Marquis Mansion.

The mansion had long been fortified with countless arrays set up by Li Mingzhu, but Cold Eagle navigated through it as if strolling leisurely through a garden.

Still, the arrays posed significant threats to him, restricting him to only one chance to strike. If his one attack failed, the arrays would immediately activate.

If he forced another strike afterward, escaping would become difficult.

Upon entering the Marquis Mansion, Cold Eagle demonstrated extreme patience, never rushing to strike. His sole aim was for a perfect, kill-in-one-blow opportunity.

Despite his cultivation and Daoist abilities surpassing everyone within the Marquis Mansion, years of occupational habits made him act cautiously.

After all, the workings of fate are boundless and unpredictable—who can guarantee there won't be unforeseen variables?

Precisely because of such prudence, Cold Eagle hadn't failed in any of his assassinations over the years and successfully advanced to the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Meanwhile, Li Mingzhu had just reclaimed the Great Seal and returned to the surface of the Ziwei Star.

Now, he was riding high—master of the stars, ruler of the Ziwei Star.

It remains to be seen how Jiang Ziya will confer the title of Emperor Ziwei, one of the Four Sovereigns, during the future Divine Enthronement. After all, a Ziwei Emperor unable to control the Ziwei Star—what kind of Emperor Ziwei would that be?

More importantly, the tragic Bo Yikao is meant to be the Ziwei Emperor.

With a wave of his hand, the previously razed Purple Emperor Palace was restored anew.

Li Mingzhu's abilities naturally cannot achieve such miraculous feats, but with control over the Purple Emperor Seal and his presence on the Ziwei Star, all this was easily accomplished.

One should not return home without celebration; otherwise, one walks in fine garments, hidden in the night.

Just after obtaining the Purple Emperor Seal, Li Mingzhu naturally headed straight for North Sea City.

The North Sea City, at this moment, was flourishing, but the Marquis Mansion brimmed with an aura of impending slaughter.

The courtyard where Ao Yu resided wasn't far from Nu Ba's courtyard. As Ao Yu often sought sword Dao advice from Nu Ba, this provided Cold Eagle with an opportunity.

Unprepared, Ao Yu walked alone out of her courtyard, heading straight for Nu Ba's yard. Meanwhile, the Marquis Mansion's defenses were at their weakest.

The main reason was that the Mo Family's Four Generals and Fu Yao were busy excavating a cave mansion for Li Mingzhu; none were present in the mansion.

Currently, the highest cultivation in the mansion belonged to Ao Yu and Yang Chan, alongside three small ones.

"Slash!"

A streak of ink-black sword light tore through the darkness, with Quasi-Saint slaughter energy combined with Quasi-Saint cultivation and Daoist power erupting fully in that instant.

Though Ao Yu reacted promptly and raised her sword to block, how could she withstand a Quasi-Saint's full-force strike!

"Stop!"

Upon sensing danger, Yang Chan immediately released the Treasure Lotus Lamp, but it was already too late.

"Ao Yu, sister!"

The three small ones cried out in panic, but what could they do?

"Slash, slash, slash, slash, slash, slash, slash!"

No survivors after Seven Killings!

Seven resounding killing notes tore through the air, and Ao Yu fell lifelessly!

Even without intense explosions or traces of a fierce battle, Ao Yu's collapse announced her death sentence.

The arrays then fully activated, but Cold Eagle had already planned his escape. Transforming into a sword, he forcibly sliced a path to freedom.

This was pure cultivation overpowering. Without Quasi-Saint Daoist abilities, all of Cold Eagle's techniques would be for naught.

Yang Chan rushed to Ao Yu's side as she lay on the ground. Without hesitation, she inserted the Treasure Lotus Lamp Core into Ao Yu's mouth, sustaining the last breath within her.

Yet, this was akin to drinking poison to quench thirst. The Treasure Lotus Lamp Core was undoubtedly extraordinary, but it struggled to fully reclaim Ao Yu's life.

At this moment, Li Mingzhu had only just arrived at North Sea City's outskirts, yet to set foot inside!