Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

After leaving Chaoge, Li Mingzhu did not stop, heading east all the way. Since he could choose the battlefield, the East Sea was undoubtedly the best place.

After all, it's the stronghold of the Jie Sect. Even if no one comes to help, someone will at least come to collect the bodies in the end, right?

Of course, this was just a joke. Although the people of the Jie Sect might not come to aid him, they wouldn't watch him perish over the East Sea; that's the truth.

While the Jie Sect emphasizes disciples being self-reliant, they are also the most united among the three sects.

The reason for choosing the battlefield above the East Sea was actually to intimidate the people of the Heavenly Court, making them wary. Li Mingzhu didn't really intend to rely on the Jie Sect for help.

Finding a deserted island casually, Li Mingzhu landed and decided to rest and prepare while waiting for the enemy at ease.

As for when the people of the Heavenly Court would come, it had nothing to do with him.

Casually opening a cave mansion, Li Mingzhu began to cultivate.

Although the battle with Lady Xi using Divine Thought was extremely perilous, Li Mingzhu did reap substantial rewards. His control over the Water and Fire Origin had improved significantly.

Not to mention his understanding of the Three-foot Magic Sword, which had seen significant progress. Although not reaching the level of the True God of Technique, it was not far off.

In cultivation, one must advance or else regress. Li Mingzhu believed in this principle throughout his past and present life, so the waiting days were not boring.

This month, Li Mingzhu was like a longsword concealed in its sheath, waiting for the enemy, waiting to unsheathe!

Another month passed, and just when Li Mingzhu thought no one from the Heavenly Court would come, the sky suddenly cracked open.

The sky, originally clear and pristine, suddenly darkened, and a rift appeared above Li Mingzhu's head.

The Heavenly Court controls the Celestial Stars. Although not all the gods had returned, causing such a commotion was still easy.

"Where is Li Mingzhu?"

A mass of dense black clouds in the sky echoed with a thunderous shout, like a clap of thunder exploding.

"What minor deity is being so noisy!"

Li Mingzhu slowly emerged from the cave mansion, ascended mid-air, and dismissed the black clouds with a shout.

In his view, those sent to spearhead usually either don't fear death or lack brains.

After all, such individuals are generally used to probe the enemy's strength and are mere cannon fodder.

Sure enough, following Li Mingzhu's shout, a giant golden-armored general strode out of the black clouds, wielding two large axes.

"Li Mingzhu, watch this general sever your head!"

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit roared, his body enlarging in response, charging towards Li Mingzhu with raised axes.

As Li Mingzhu assumed, the Immortal of Colossal Spirit was not only brainless but also fearless of death.

While observing the black clouds, Li Mingzhu was momentarily caught off guard, allowing the Immortal of Colossal Spirit to attack right before him. He promptly collected his thoughts and focused on exterminating the Immortal of Colossal Spirit.

Although he instinctively sensed the complexity of those within the black clouds, he decided to first deal with the immediate problem. However small, an ant bite still hurts!

The Qiankun Ring appeared in Li Mingzhu's hand, thrown effortlessly forward like a meteor tearing through the sky.

Though the Immortal of Colossal Spirit saw the Qiankun Ring tinged with firelight due to air friction, its speed was too great, leaving no time to react; the Qiankun Ring directly landed on his head.

In an instant, a blood mist rose, confirming that the Immortal of Colossal Spirit was dead beyond dead.

In the blink of an eye, a generation of divine generals, the Immortal of Colossal Spirit, had been gruesomely killed mid-air. Does this count as stealing Sun Wukong's future spotlight?

Just after the Immortal of Colossal Spirit died, another group of divine generals emerged from the black clouds. Ten in total but much weaker than the Immortal of Colossal Spirit, barely at the Profound Immortal Realm.

Li Mingzhu could not fathom the intent of those commanding within the black clouds. After probing his strength, they should logically launch a storm-like attack, not dispatch just ten odd individuals.

Unable to figure it out, he stopped pondering. Li Mingzhu's nature had always been this way: since you deliver yourselves for me to kill, then kill I shall!

The Cheng Ying Sword was unsheathed in Li Mingzhu's hand, unleashing ten Shadowless Sword Energies towards those ten directions, shadowless and formless.

Evidently, when it comes to slaying enemies, the Cheng Ying Sword is more lethal.

Sword Qi has no form, striking down foes likewise without trace!

Those ten divine generals, unaware of the situation, fell into pools of blood. From start to finish, Li Mingzhu attacked twice. Each time, it was a one-hit kill!

"Not bad!"

The Panshan Patriarch within the black clouds silently admired Li Mingzhu, truly deserving as an outstanding disciple emerging from the Jie Sect.

"Ancestor, this won't do. If this continues, won't we all be killed by this brat?"

A divine general, seeing the Panshan Patriarch's intent to dispatch people in batches to kill Li Mingzhu, stepped forward to advise Panshan Patriarch.

"Do you remember the words of the Great Heavenly Venerate before we left?"

Panshan Patriarch said coldly. Though devoid of excess emotion, he naturally possessed authority; having reached his level of cultivation, there is an inherent presence.

"I remember... I remember...."

The divine general, frightened, quickly knelt and stammered, suddenly realizing that in front of him was the Quasi-Sect Leader, who sat and stood with the Great Heavenly Venerate!

"Remember? Then speak up!"

Panshan Patriarch snorted coldly, causing the divine general to lower his head even more.

"Seeing the Patriarch is like seeing the Great Heavenly Venerate!"

The divine general dared not oppose, quickly reciting this phrase.

"Knowing this, why don't you carry it out? You, you...all go exhaust that brat's strength!"

Panshan Patriarch immediately pointed out twenty more people to go. The result was self-evident. Not to mention just twenty, even a hundred would hardly injure Li Mingzhu.

Even until now, Li Mingzhu was only using his cultivation in battle; his formidable physical body was not used at all.

As Panshan Patriarch dispatched these divine generals in waves, Li Mingzhu naturally accepted them all. Eventually, he was too lazy to move himself, simply employing the Cheng Ying Sword and Qiankun Ring to obliterate them as they appeared.

Even though Panshan Patriarch was of Quasi-Sect Leader cultivation, seeing these two Spiritual Treasures still filled him with envy, knowing he didn't even possess a single Spiritual Treasure.

This, however, related to the path he pursued, which required no Spiritual Treasures.

Until only three remained within the black clouds, they attempted to resist, but ultimately couldn't escape death.

Panshan Patriarch casually flicked his sleeves, releasing countless tiny insects that, in a single moment, consumed these three as sustenance.

Without a chance, how effortlessly a Quasi-Sect Leader could eradicate three Profound Immortals—simpler than crushing an ant, perhaps.

Just as the last three perished, an extreme heat wave suddenly rolled in from the sky, actually the blaze of the Sun!