Rebirth of Nezha in the Investiture of the Gods

"Wu Zhiqi, I, a humble Daoist, ask you this: was it you who escaped Emperor Yu's suppression and caused the Huai River flood once again?"

Li Mingzhu stood outside the array and sternly questioned.

Although it was already certain that Wu Zhiqi was the culprit, Li Mingzhu still raised the question. Not only could such an approach suppress Wu Zhiqi in terms of momentum, but it might also yield additional information unexpectedly.

As for subduing Wu Zhiqi, Li Mingzhu had never considered it. After committing such heinous crimes, how could he possibly be spared?

How could it be allowed? Do you not see the desolation stretching across both banks of the Huai River? Do you not see the emaciated disaster victims, their lives as fragile as paper? Do you not see the tragedy of parents eating their children amidst despair?

The root cause of all these catastrophes was Wu Zhiqi. So how could Li Mingzhu let him go?

Even if he was one of the Four Chaos Monkeys, so what? Even if he had the potential to become a Quasi-Saint, so what? Even if it were the true Chaos Demon Monkey standing here, Li Mingzhu would still dare to kill!

This was not about sentiment; it was a matter of principle.

Perhaps—if Wu Zhiqi had not committed such atrocities and had instead encountered Li Mingzhu by chance—then, out of fondness for monkeys, Li Mingzhu might have entertained the idea of subduing him. But now, it was absolutely impossible!

"Ignorant brat, kill me if you dare! If your Grandpa Wu Zhiqi so much as flinches, then I'd be raised by you!"

Though Wu Zhiqi howled in agony from the incessant thunderbolts, his arrogance remained unbroken. As one of the Red Bottomed Horse Monkeys, a member of the Four Chaos Monkeys, Wu Zhiqi never lacked pride!

At this moment, Wu Zhiqi dared not call upon the figure inside to rescue him. He knew well that the individual within preferred not to reveal themselves right now. If their presence were exposed at this juncture, Wu Zhiqi's fate would only grow more tragic.

"Fine! Then I, a humble Daoist, shall grant you death!"

Li Mingzhu let out a cold snort. If he sought death, then so be it.

Ultimately, Li Mingzhu could not bring himself to torture Wu Zhiqi to death outright. After all, Wu Zhiqi was still a figure of significance. Though his deeds were no different from those of Yuan Futong and his son, Li Mingzhu couldn't bring himself to torment Wu Zhiqi the same way he had tormented Yuan Futong and his son.

Perhaps he had some lingering sentiment. Li Mingzhu mocked himself, drawing the Chengying Sword, slashing it fiercely toward Wu Zhiqi.

Though some sentiment remained, it was fleeting. The Chengying Sword cleaved through the air like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashing straight at Wu Zhiqi.

"Stop!"

As if a great bell tolled, the voice roared, directly shaking Li Mingzhu's mind, its momentum overwhelming.

A Heaven-Covering Hand descended from the sky, enveloping the entire span of a hundred miles, striking with indiscriminate force!

The Heaven-Covering Hand exuded an oppressive aura that suffocated all beneath it, a harbinger of the apocalypse!

The momentum of the hand caused Li Mingzhu's strike to falter momentarily. But Li Mingzhu's determination to kill Wu Zhiqi was resolute—how could this waver his resolve?

"Treasure Lotus Lamp!"

Li Mingzhu shouted. Quasi-Saint or not, Wu Zhiqi would die today. Moreover, were there not Quasi-Saints on their side as well?

Such earth-shaking power could only belong to a Quasi-Saint. But Li Mingzhu remained unshaken. If they were a Quasi-Saint, was Nu Ba not one as well?

With the Treasure Lotus Lamp, Li Mingzhu directly resisted the overwhelming aura. Simultaneously, the Chengying Sword continued on its inexorable path, slashing downward!

Though Wu Zhiqi's physical body was formidable, the Chengying Sword was a peerless Innate Spiritual Treasure of slaughter. Even though it wasn't as fluid to wield as the Fire-Tipped Spear, when it came to confronting physical bodies, the Chengying Sword was undoubtedly superior.

In an instant, Wu Zhiqi was slain by the blade. Both his physical body and Divine Soul were annihilated, leaving no chance for survival!

Yet under Li Mingzhu's Spirit Communication Eye, he saw a wisp of Wu Zhiqi's True Spirit escaping. A golden light descended from the heavens, shielding Wu Zhiqi's True Spirit, which cast a hateful glance at Li Mingzhu before fleeing toward Kunlun Mountain.

During the Divine Enthronement Tribulation, the first name on the Investiture of the Gods!

Li Mingzhu had not anticipated that Wu Zhiqi would possess the fate to ascend the Investiture of the Gods. But upon reflection, it wasn't surprising. After all, Wu Zhiqi, as one of the Four Chaos Monkeys, had the qualifications to be included.

Meanwhile, Ao Yu was also protected by Nu Ba. Li Mingzhu's decisive killing of Wu Zhiqi received Nu Ba's full support. With a Quasi-Saint intervening, how could she stand idly by?

"Seeking death!"

The harsh voice echoed once more, and the Heaven-Covering Hand crashed down, resembling a cataclysmic millstone grinding all beneath it!

Nu Ba finally revealed herself, letting out a cold snort as a crimson light beam erupted from her fingertip. She adopted a pinpoint strike strategy to counter the massive attack.

Undeniably, when faced with indiscriminate attacks, this countermeasure was always the most effective.

The crimson beam, though resembling a sewing needle when compared to the gargantuan Heaven-Covering Hand, held an unparalleled density of energy, its destructive force immense!

Li Mingzhu pulled Ao Yu aside, casting spells to revive the unconscious pair. Witnessing a battle of Quasi-Saints was a rare opportunity, a fortune in itself.

Li Mingzhu was certain that many hidden entities from the Primordial World were observing this battle. Whether peers or lesser beings, none would miss such an event.

After all, secluding oneself in isolation made achieving enlightenment difficult. Among all the Grandmasters and great figures in the Primordial World, who didn't draw from the strengths of others?

Take Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple as an example. His renowned Sleeve Dimension technique was surely the culmination of observing countless Divine Power battles and endless debates. Who knew how many trials he had endured to perfect it?

As expected, Nu Ba's crimson light pierced through the Heaven-Covering Hand. Without relenting, Nu Ba launched another devastating ray in the direction from which the hand had come.

Considering that Ao Yu had been raised by Nu Ba, one could imagine the ruthlessness she possessed. To provoke her was to invite relentless pursuit.

Even if the hidden adversary's life couldn't be taken outright, Ao Yu would demand an answer!

It could be said that in the Primordial World, Nu Ba was now the last person anyone would dare provoke. As the Human Emperor's daughter, she bore innate karmic merit and wielded the power of a Quasi-Saint. Although newly ascended to this realm, her comprehension was profound, and her combat prowess unmatched.

A character like her—neither beatable nor easily killed—who would risk offending her?

And the one with the biggest headache was none other than Hao Tian of the Heavenly Court. He was truly intent on killing Li Mingzhu, determined to see him dead. But now, seeing Nu Ba's unwavering protection over Li Mingzhu, his confidence was crushed.

After all, to kill Li Mingzhu, one would first have to get past Nu Ba. Unless Hao Tian personally acted, there was no chance of success.

But the question was—would he dare act personally?

The crimson light surged deep into the earth, while Li Mingzhu quickly used Divine Thought to follow its trail. He wanted to see who had been meddling in the shadows!

Without a doubt, Wu Zhiqi's actions must have been orchestrated by this figure.

Nu Ba hovered in the air, her expression icy, without uttering a word from start to finish.

Another observer of this battle was Xuanyuan Sage Emperor of the Fire Cloud Cave. Since Nu Ba was his daughter, how could he not be concerned, especially when she now faced such a formidable enemy?

While others might be unaware of who lay beneath the Huai River, he knew. After all, Fu Xi was standing right beside him.