The Thunder God had abducted Xuanzang and his disciples without any attempt to conceal his actions. The first to know was Guanyin, and soon everyone was aware. Faced with this most ancient of great deities, everyone was at a loss, not knowing what he intended to do.

Did he want to eat Xuanzang's flesh for immortality?

This reason would make the immortals laugh. What level was Xuanzang at?

Guanyin roughly guessed it might have something to do with Nezha, but she wasn't sure of the details. How Nezha obtained the complete Hongmeng Purple Qi was not widely known, as it was not something to be propagated carelessly.

Guanyin planned to personally visit and speak in a good faith, and was even prepared to sacrifice some resources to exchange for Xuanzang and his disciples. Direct confrontation was out of the question; in the Buddhist Sect, the only one who could slightly contend with the Thunder God was the Peacock Great Bright King Bodhisattva.

Just as she was about to leave, Nezha arrived. The situation concerning the Thunder God was not unexpected to Nezha, as he had anticipated this day would come ever since he had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi from the Thunder God.

Now, in the Primordial world, Nezha feared no challenge. Those who were dissatisfied could all come, whether it was a one-on-one fight or a group battle, he would pave a path with them.

Moreover, this wasn't just his personal matter. The Thunder God Authority in the Primordial Heavenly Dao was scattered. Although the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court appeared prestigious, with the Dao's blessing, they only controlled forty percent of the authority. The remaining sixty percent was entirely in the hands of the Thunder God.

How could the Thunder Department's bunch of useless fish take on the Thunder God? Yet, they were in the same line of work as the Thunder God, making them adversaries. Although the Thunder Department had the Heavenly Dao behind them, the Thunder God couldn't do much against them, nor could they dream of taking the authority from him.

The Primordial Heavenly Dao was extremely domineering with an insatiable desire for control, which Nezha had realized more than once. At this moment, there might be the intention to reclaim authority through Nezha's hand.

As for what to do if Nezha failed?

Then, just substitute someone else. Nezha might not want to become a Saint, but there were plenty who did.

The Heavenly Dao was merciless; this was not just talk. Those without value would naturally be eliminated.

"Senior sister, do not worry. I am going to meet the Thunder God."

Guanyin was somewhat worried, knowing Nezha was strong now, but the Thunder God was a powerful entity known since Ancient Times. When he became famous, the Ancestor of Nether River was still practicing swordsmanship with a bare behind in the Blood Sea.

She was unclear about Nezha's path, as he had far surpassed her by now.

"Junior brother, be careful. If you are unable to win, then we shall replace the Sutra Collector team."

Nezha patted her shoulder for reassurance, and led her to the desolate mountain where the Thunder God resided.

"Thunder God senior, I have arrived."

The Thunder God was clad in dark purple armor, his entire head was hidden under a fierce mask, giving off a strong ancient vibe.

After appearing, he glanced at Nezha and said, "Kid, there's no need for more words between us. A battle shall suffice."

Although Nezha now held a dignified status, the appellation did not bother him.

"Please, senior."

"Hmph!"

The Thunder God snorted, transforming into a bolt of lightning that shot straight to the sky, while Nezha gestured for Guanyin to check on Xuanzang and his disciples, then turned into a beam of light to pursue the Thunder God.

Guanyin looked worriedly at the sky, then led Xuanzang and his disciples away.

The Thunder God showed no restraint, speeding up with full force, expecting to lose Nezha. Yet, he felt Nezha tightly following him.

The two landed on the horizon without need for further words, ready to fight.

The Thunder God barely made a move before hundreds of black Thunder Dragons roared towards Nezha. Nezha remained indifferent. As the Thunder Dragons approached, he threw a punch, the terrifying power directly shattering all the Thunder Dragons.

The dispersed lightning seemed to possess life, gathering behind the Thunder God. Soon, an even larger Thunder Dragon, vast enough to cover the sky, coiled around the Thunder God.

"Kid, you have some skills."

"Senior, I have more than just a few tricks."

With those words, he stretched out his hand. A dazzling point of light ignited and quickly expanded. Within seconds, a terrifying sun took shape, evaporating the surrounding thunderclouds in an instant.

The intense high heat caused the surrounding Spiritual Energy to undulate, forming heatwaves spreading outward.

Thunder God's expression beneath the mask was unreadable. Pointing a finger, the Thunder Dragon around him opened its maw, and thunder gathered in the sky. Soon a thunderball formed entirely from thunder was created.

The two continued to gather strength, with the spheres growing larger and the amassed energy becoming increasingly terrifying.

The entire Primordial world observed as apart from the Taiyin Star and the Sun Star, a golden sun and purple moon rose in the sky.

Once the two completed gathering their mana, they mercilessly hurled their spheres toward each other.

Purple lightning and the golden sun collided, and the violent energy clashed fiercely, producing terrifying sounds of friction.

At the point where the two spheres collided, the entire space began to shake unstably, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Nezha and the Thunder God showed no intention of holding back. As the stalemate continued, the Thunder God let out a dragon's roar, causing the thunderball to flow, and a massive Thunder Dragon burst forth from within, its purple scales gleaming as if it were a living entity.

It charged at the sun, demonstrating the Thunder God's mastery over the Thunder Great Dao, making the lightning seem alive.

Nezha, although not walking the Flame Great Dao, was not weak. As Dao Qi circulated, something seemed to be gestating within the sun. Soon, a golden three-legged divine bird emerged to battle the Thunder Dragon.

Flames intertwined with thunder, as the two mana-forged creatures fought fiercely for over a hundred rounds, evenly matched.

"Senior, you'd better use all your methods, lest they stain your name."

Thunder God, a man of few words, pushed his thunderball forward, continuously infusing it with energy.

Nezha, undaunted, mimicked the move and pushed forward as well. The balls, once orderly, were pressed by the strong contenders, with the internally stable energy beginning to collide erratically.

Each leaked breath was terrifying.

Due to this, the Thunder Dragon and Golden Crow, locked in mortal combat, began to deform. The Thunder Dragon leaked thunder paste from its neck onto the Golden Crow, which in return spewed Great Sun Golden Flame, transforming into flames burning the Thunder Dragon.

With continued pressure, the mana creations couldn't maintain their shapes, transforming into colliding purple thunder paste and flames.

Until the terrifying energies reached a peak value under the pressure from Nezha and the Thunder God, then boom!

The forces of thunder and flame intertwined, launching indiscriminate attacks on everyone nearby.

The creatures of Primordial world heard an earth-shattering sound; the ignorant even thought the sky had fallen!

The purple and red energy continued to spread across the sky, turning a large part of the Primordial Heavenly sky into brilliant purple-gold.

Some curious immortals wondering at this phenomenon thought it heralded a treasure, only to be caught in the energy blast without any chance of resistance, disappearing without even a chance at reincarnation.

It's best not to indulge in such excitement if possible.

On the battlefield, the Thunder God donned a glistening purple armor made from Dragon Scales, wielding a Fangtian Halberd.

Nezha wore an Emperor Robe, holding the God Slaying Spear, poised for battle. They exchanged few words before continuing the fierce assault.

Previously pitting their mana, the Thunder God realized Nezha wasn't weak. Defeating him solely by mana exhaustion, although confident, could take who knows how long. Better to engage in physical combat—a tactic of their ancient clan.

A single Fangtian Halberd aimed at the opponent's head could not be survived by claiming Copper Head Iron Arm Vajra Unbreakable.

Nezha was also familiar with this combat style, as ancient clan warfare was direct and effective, unlike the current immortals whose high cultivation led to battles lasting thousands of years.

Life and death were decided in a moment!

The Thunder God's Fangtian Halberd was shrouded in thunder, boasting both terrifying speed and undeniable power.

Having survived the Three Clans' Wars, no one dared call the Thunder God weak. His skills transcended martial arts; each of his attacks intended to kill.

The purple light flashed, and the halberd's tip reached Nezha's eyes. Nezha raised his spear to block it, feeling its weight as heavy as ten thousand pounds, followed by the shattering sound of thunder.

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