Chapter 217 - 216 Nezha: I Defeated the Tongtian Sect Master? For Real?

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Chapter 217: Chapter 216 Nezha: I Defeated the Tongtian Sect Master? For Real? Gui Ling Saint Mother followed the guidance of the divination and, along with Ming Snake, finally found a secret world in the Beihai. The two were bold and skilled. Gui Ling Saint Mother possessed cultivation at the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal. Ming Snake, being a member of the Tengshe clan and carrying the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, though hindered by karmic sins from further progress, had cultivation at the early stage of Mystic Sect Daluo Golden Immortal. The two didn’t bother discussing and charged straight in. Once inside, they found the place filled with turtles and snakes, making them momentarily believe they had returned to the Xuanwu Realm. Perceiving the aura of Zhi Ming God Monarch’s bloodline deep within this world, they continued their venture inward. The further they went, the more they sensed the overwhelming grievance lingering in the air. Meanwhile, the world itself was suffused with giant turtles and venomous snakes engaging in constant, devouring combat as if in a poisonous breeding pit. Nine-Headed Snakes, Eight-Headed Turtles, and giant pythons bearing turtle shells were too numerous to count. Many of these creatures were so grotesque that even the two of them couldn’t help but shake their heads. On the outskirts, their cultivation and bloodline were still intimidating enough to suppress the turtles and snakes, but as they ventured deeper, the surrounding monsters began eyeing them with growing greed. Finally, some unknown creature initiated an attack, triggering a monstrous tidal wave of attacks aimed at the two. As a disciple of the Saints, Gui Ling Saint Mother’s strongest treasure was the Sun and Moon Bead—this Magical Treasure bestowed by a Saint originally had extremely low power, even weaker than ordinary low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures when first received. However, it has a unique, formidable trait: its ability to grow. As long as one patiently collects and refines the essence of the sun and moon, its power could steadily increase. Tongtian Sect Master, understanding his disciple’s hot-headed and straightforward temperament despite being from the Xuan Turtle Clan, gifted this treasure to temper Gui Ling Saint Mother’s disposition—a painstaking effort on his part. But the effectiveness? Meh... Currently, the power of this Spiritual Treasure could reach only mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure strength—not weak, but far from matching the stature of an Inner Sect disciple of a Great Sect. Gui Ling Saint Mother and Ming Snake faced the charging beasts head-on without second thoughts—they simply killed them all. Same race? Who would recognize themselves as the same race as these monstrosities? One wielded the Sun and Moon Bead, while the other unleashed sonic bloodline Divine Skills, producing resonant clanging noises. The surrounding monsters, though somewhat otherworldly, were no match for their cultivation—merely touching them reduced them to blood mist. Unfortunately, this did not intimidate them; instead, the dispersing blood energy and poisonous mist made the turtles and snakes even crazier. Some began devouring their own kin before continuing the charge. The two pressed forward under waves of attacks, heading toward the center of the realm. The turtles and snakes encountered grew increasingly powerful, while an inexplicable force continuously suppressed their cultivation, eventually trapping them in this world of green and red interwoven chaos. At the core of this realm, atop a gigantic altar, lay a seemingly divine Xuan Turtle, gasping weakly, its flesh and blood mangled, and its turtle shell entirely stripped. Next to it, a massive python with blood-red eyes was attempting to consume the Xuan Turtle. This was Zhi Ming God Monarch, already split in two. In the skies above this realm, Kunpeng radiated azure Divine Runes, studying Gui Ling’s body obsessively, shaking his head and muttering, "What a pity, truly a pity. This turtle shell still falls short—it’ll have to do." Beneath, as Gui Ling and Ming Snake slaughtered beasts relentlessly, the altar beneath Zhi Ming God Monarch flickered with blood-red patterns. ... A year passed within the blink of an eye. On Golden Turtle Island, inside Biyou Palace. Yunxiao’s injuries had stabilized, and the lost origin was being repaired slowly with the Nine-Turn Golden Pill. However, her cultivation had plummeted from the peak of One Corpse Quasi-Saint to the early stage, barely holding on. Of course, part of this was due to her transferring substantial origin energy to her two sisters. Qiongxiao and Bixiao, although the Nine-Turn Golden Pill’s effects were formidable and supplemented by Yunxiao’s energy transfer, their lost origins were replenished—but their cultivation was ruined. They had to start over completely! Worse off than the Twelve Golden Immortals, their cultivation began anew from mortal level. If not for Yunxiao’s energy transfer, they would have had to start from the cloud essence stage. Thankfully, there were no casualties. And Nezha? Was he still unconscious? Of course not. Nezha’s consciousness had long awakened; the reason he hadn’t fully regained awareness was that he felt something unsettling—not physically, but within his soul. After experiencing Pangu’s Power, his mentality had shifted, twisted even—a distortion stemming from possessing an overpowering strength. In simpler terms: Nezha before using Pangu’s Power: "I belong to the Primordial." Nezha after using Pangu’s Power: "The Primordial belongs to me." This arrogance born from strength was wildly unwelcome. Nezha repeatedly reminded himself that he was merely a Profound Immortal. Besides, there were many Great Experts, Six Saints, and Grandpa Daoist Ancestor. Yet his body strongly convinced his mind otherwise—what are Quasi-Saints? Mere trash. Could they take even a single strike from my axe? As for Saints and Grandpa Daoist Ancestor, since Nezha couldn’t fathom their strength, he couldn’t feel any fear toward them. Despite continually trying to convince himself of his own weakness, both his body and mind defied him, insisting to his Divine Soul: You are the strongest! This state, he felt, was akin to being a Fallen Demon. Leaving it unchecked would undoubtedly lead to serious troubles. That was why Nezha dared not wake up. The matters in Beihai were tied to the past concerning the Divine Turtle. Back then it was simply about strength, but judged by current standards, Nuwa’s actions weren’t exactly honorable. Still, Saints are beyond cause and effect, leaving this matter to be sorted by Nezha. Unfortunately, Nezha remained unconscious. Nuwa, recognizing the issue, thought it over and ultimately chose to leave it be. From afar, she uttered one phrase: "Tongtian Senior Brother." This matter concerned his disciple Gui Ling Saint Mother. Upon receiving Nuwa’s message, Tongtian Sect Master immediately understood his junior sister’s intent. He had already noticed Nezha’s condition—the boy’s body had been completely healed by Lord’s Nine-Turn Golden Pill, but his soul presented a problem. To him, this wasn’t much of an issue. Isn’t he just a brat who’s gotten too cocky? He’s acting up, that’s all. He hadn’t acted earlier because Nezha had his own master. With Nuwa’s signal, he wouldn’t hold back anymore. With a tap on Nezha’s brow, sweat poured down as Nezha abruptly awakened, all his arrogance wholly dissipated. He respectfully saluted the Saint and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Saint Master Uncle." While it seemed like Tongtian Sect Master awakened him with a mere tap, Nezha experienced it entirely differently! At that moment, as Nezha struggled to suppress his swelling ego, his consciousness was suddenly pulled into a mysterious space, facing Tongtian Sect Master, who beckoned him forward. "Come, let’s spar!" Nezha’s immediate reaction was disbelief. Huh? Me? Spar with Tongtian Sect Master? Are you serious?

Chapter 217 - 216 Nezha: I Defeated the Tongtian Sect Master? For Real?

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