Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

Wen Zhong possesses Golden Immortal Cultivation, and Li Mingzhu has now also stepped into the realm of Golden Immortal. In terms of cultivation alone, Wen Zhong holds no advantage.

Not to mention Li Mingzhu's Nine Revolution Profound Skill has reached the peak of the fifth revolution, comparable to the peak of Daluo. No matter how you look at it, Wen Zhong has no chance of winning.

Li Mingzhu took a step forward, gently pointing, a seven-colored lotus blossomed, seemingly ordinary, but in fact concealing a hidden killing intent.

Although Wen Zhong was aware of the gap between them, he obviously couldn't just let Li Mingzhu leave like that.

Wen Zhong raised the Golden Whip in his hand high, gathering all his mana throughout his body to clash head-on with the lotus released by Li Mingzhu.

Precisely because he knew where the gap lay, Wen Zhong gave it his all, every moment was like so.

He knew that once he showed any slack, defeat and death were the only paths left. He remembered well Li Mingzhu's divine might in the North Sea back then.

"Good, let's see this spear!"

Li Mingzhu didn't find it surprising that Wen Zhong could block a casual spell from him, yet the following was not going to be that simple.

The Fire-tipped Spear appeared in his hand, casually slashing towards the sky, an unparalleled spear light shot towards Wen Zhong.

Having paved a path, even a random spear thrust would condense endless overbearing power.

All those techniques were but superficial; the key essence remained this overbearing intent.

The existence of techniques was merely to better exhibit this overbearing intent, just like the way Li Mingzhu casually swung his spear now. There was no embellishment in the technique, but in Wen Zhong's eyes, it was unstoppable.

"Heavenly Eye, open!"

With no choice, Wen Zhong had to use the power of the Heavenly Eye to resist; however, his Heavenly Eye was unlike Yang Jian's and could only be used three times a day.

He had already used it once against Huang Feihu before, and now he used it to block Li Mingzhu's casual spear. What was next?

Not to mention that Li Mingzhu hadn't even used thirty percent of his abilities this time, and even though the Heavenly Eye managed to block this spear, Li Mingzhu was unconcerned and wielded another spear strike.

Fighting Wen Zhong was akin to fighting a child, not on the same level at all.

If not for the desire not to harm Wen Zhong, Li Mingzhu would have used a Mountain Opening strike long ago.

"Fellow Daoist, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

Roaring tiger in the sky, Shen Gongbao launched a Yuqing Divine Thunder towards Li Mingzhu.

"Open the heavens!"

Li Mingzhu snorted, Wen Zhong belonged to Jie Sect and was a disciple of Saint Mother Jin Ling, so it wasn't right to harm him.

But Shen Gongbao dared to meddle, so don't blame him. The Fire-tipped Spear carved a spear flower in the air, reappearing the Overbearing Spear of the Ghost Chariot.

Although Shen Gongbao had the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, he was no match for Li Mingzhu. Under a Mountain Opening strike, not only was he sent flying, but his mount, the black tiger that had accompanied him for thousands of years, was also instantly killed.

As for Shen Gongbao, under Li Mingzhu's deliberate control, he didn't die, but he would need at least half a year to recover, and that was because Li Mingzhu showed mercy.

As for Wen Zhong, Li Mingzhu casually sent an Illusion Technique his way and took Huang Feihu and others, heading towards the North Sea.

"What is the intention of the three master uncles?"

Li Mingzhu looked at the three Chan Sect Golden Immortals blocking the way, though he had expected Chan Sect would obstruct him, he didn't expect them to come so soon.

The three were precisely Ci Hang, Manjusri, and Universal Virtue, the three Daluo Golden Immortals.

These three formed a small group within the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, and although their cultivation wasn't the highest among the Twelve Golden Immortals, it wasn't low either.

Compared to this, they were more famous for abandoning Dao and joining Buddhism as the Three Bodhisattvas of Western Buddhism after the Divine Enthronement.

"Hand over Huang Feihu, and the three of us will let you pass," Ci Hang said with a smile. At this time, Ci Hang was still a handsome man, but after joining Buddhism, he made a great vow; reincarnated for a thousand years, and finally achieved Dao as a woman.

"Huang Feihu has voluntarily gone to the North Sea to assist my father. It's impossible to ask me to release him!"

Li Mingzhu had long torn faces with Chan Sect, and calling these three master uncles was already giving face, naturally not being polite.

"Then do not blame us three for bullying the young!"

Manjusri sneered, knowing Li Mingzhu's strength, so the three came together.

They couldn't believe that even with three late-stage Daluo Golden Immortals working together, they couldn't handle it?

Li Mingzhu didn't hold back at all; moreover, for a quick resolution, he directly unfolded the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation Map, declaring they could battle if they wanted!

Nine Curves Yellow River surged endlessly, not giving the three any chance to react, dragging them into the formation.

One should know that Li Mingzhu once killed a Quasi-Saint using the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation. How could Ci Hang and the three stop him? Initially, they thought dealing with Li Mingzhu would be a breeze.

But they didn't expect Li Mingzhu to be so unreasonable, deploying such a fierce formation off the bat, now leaving the three in dire straits.

The relentless attacks of eighteen Yellow Dragons troubled them greatly, without knowing how to counterattack.

To attack Li Mingzhu, they had to break through the blockade of these eighteen Yellow Dragons, but breaking through these peak Daluo Yellow Dragons was anything but easy.

It was only because they had been together long enough, with enough synergy, that they weren't already defeated by the formation.

Ci Hang and the three stood in a Three Talents Formation, supporting one another, barely stabilizing in the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation.

This was because Li Mingzhu didn't want to provoke Yuanshi Tianzun; otherwise, with the Primordial Golden Bowl unleashed, the three would turn to ashes.

Outside the formation, Li Mingzhu gazed at the white-robed figure before him.

"Fellow Daoist, we meet again!"

Yun Zhongzi greeted Li Mingzhu with a smile. He was a man of toil and was sent by Yuanshi to rescue Ci Hang and the others soon after returning to Zhongnan Mountain.

"Uncle Master, you flatter this disciple. May I ask what brings you, Uncle Master?"

Although Yun Zhongzi acknowledged Li Mingzhu's equal standing with him in power, Li Mingzhu didn't.

"Please show mercy, Fellow Daoist. Although Ci Hang and the others may seem domineering, they are ultimately among our Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect."

Yun Zhongzi said helplessly. What else could he do?

To forcefully enter this Nine Curves Yellow River Formation would be akin to courting death; he could only plead with Li Mingzhu to spare them.

Others might not know how formidable the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation was, but Yun Zhongzi surely did.

Expert in arrays and artifact refining, Yun Zhongzi had extensive knowledge of the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation, and that's exactly why he was willing to put aside his pride and ask Li Mingzhu to let them go!