This wasn't over yet. The lightning on the Fangtian Halberd flickered and was about to crawl onto the God Slaying Spear. But the spear was not one to be trifled with; Nezha spun it, and murderous intent erupted, instantly extinguishing the surrounding lightning.

Amassing power in both arms, he lifted the spear forcefully, pushing the Thunder God away, then swung the spear down with a thrust toward the Thunder God.

The Thunder God, shoved back by the immense force a few steps, was secretly shocked. "Come on, I'm from the Dragon Clan, and you're from the Human Clan. Such great strength, how is this even possible?"

As Nezha thrusted, the Thunder God felt the surrounding space instantly solidify, as if a terrifying force from all directions was pressing his body onto Nezha's spear.

The Thunder God invoked his Thunder Power to resist, but in the end, he was a step too slow. Helplessly flipping his hand, the Fangtian Halberd disappeared, turning into a large shield in front of him.

But how could Nezha's strike be so easily blocked? The Power Dao spread over the spear, first striking the void in front of the Thunder God.

The space, unable to withstand Nezha's force, shattered with a roar, and the spear's tip seemingly stabbed into the void, targeting the shield before the Thunder Dragon.

The arranged lightning on the shield seemed to be switched off, extinguishing in an instant, as unmatched power frenziedly surged towards the shield.

The Thunder God indeed didn't carry junk; the shield's dragon scales opened and closed, continuously offsetting Nezha's power. The scales around the God Slaying Spear exploded instantly, unable to bear the tremendous force, but other scales continued their designated work.

Any individual scale was an exceptional defensive treasure, yet they still couldn't completely withstand the power of Nezha's single spear strike.

The massively weakened force still transmitted to the Thunder God's body, making his hands tingle not from electric shock, but from the vibrations of immense force.

The already shattered void swallowed both dragon and man; resisting was futile, as they could fight unrestrained in the chaos near the Primordial world, rather than being inhibited within it.

The fierce chaotic currents swept through, something ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortals couldn't endure for long; yet for these two, it was merely an atmospheric prop for looking cool.

The Thunder God, putting away the shield, was somewhat stunned. "Are you really of Human Clan origin?"

It's not just the weak Human Clan—other Innate Sacred Beings like Zhen Yuanzi or Jin Ling Saint Mother would absolutely have no chance against him without a full mana boost.

"Elder, aren't you getting on in years, losing your edge?"

The Thunder God was furious. What Nezha said was nonsense. Beings like him would never age or weaken!

Time only made them stronger!

"Young one, don't be too cocky! You won't get away with it!"

Nezha had no fear of these old folks; in the Primordial, it's all about strength, not age.

"Hmph, aren't young ones supposed to be feisty!"

He swung the God Slaying Spear, encircled by murderous intent, and charged again; this God Slaying treasure was meant to slay these Innate Great Gods.

The Thunder God might yap a big game, but from their earlier short clash, he knew Nezha was already on his level; the God Slaying Spear could truly be his doom.

Not daring to be careless, the Dragon Scale Shield vanished and turned back into a Fangtian Halberd as they resumed their battle.

Both had absolute confidence in their strength and speed, with no intent to retreat. Blue and black lights expanded into a box, each clash unleashing ferocious energy that exploded in the chaos.

Numerous weak and weak Chaos Creatures were directly crushed, but neither paid any heed.

In chaos, there is no measure of time; neither knew how many clashes they had. Physical strength, mana, Divine Soul, and will were constantly worn out in direct collision after another.

As they separated after another clash, the Thunder God's purple armor was extensively damaged. The Fangtian Halberd and Dragon Scale Shield from earlier battles had long been demolished by Nezha's tremendous force.

The hideous mask on his face was shattered, appearing somewhat disheveled. Nezha's robe was torn, and he bore many bloodstains, but he was clearly in an exhilarated state; fighting using only his Taoist Body and Great Dao was immensely thrilling.

The Thunder God had many treasures, yet few could truly face off against the God Slaying Spear. Judging by their past combat, if they continued to battle, the Thunder God basically had no weapons to counter the God Slaying Spear and would have to rely solely on his physical body.

But even with his robust body, he couldn't withstand the God Slaying Spear's slaughter. Continued fighting would only lead to his defeat.

"Elder, do you have any other tricks, or are you going to concede now?"

The Thunder God was genuinely surprised by Nezha's power. He thought even if Nezha could temporarily match him, his foundation should fall short.

However, the reality was that Nezha was not only not weaker, but possibly superior.

The Thunder God was bewildered: How did you cultivate? Are you still human?

"Young one, don't be arrogant; I will now show you what 'foundation' really means!"

With a roaring dragon cry echoing through the chaos, a gigantic dragon emerged, its belly puffed, revealing only the beginning, not the end.

The dragon's chest heaved, and a thundering sound spread. Nezha felt as if thunder was exploding inside his brain.

Thunder proliferated around the dragon; even the ordinary celestial tribulation was not as powerful as one tiny thunderbolt from it.

The thunder expanded into a vast purple sea, swallowing Nezha in an instant. When Nezha adjusted to the drum sounds in his Divine Soul, he felt paralyzed, his entire body suffused with high temperatures, his skin charred.

Realizing something was wrong, he activated a Space Gate and quickly departed; indeed, just as he left, a massive beast lunged. As tough as Nezha was, he couldn't withstand the Thunder God's bite force physically.

Nezha reached out a hand, activating the Power Dao to form a domain around him, annihilating every terrifying thunder as they approached. At this point, there was no need for holding back.

Raising his hand, he summoned the Chaos Bell and struck it; its melodious chime accompanied by the power to suppress time and space.

Countless thunders released by the Thunder God abruptly halted, and then disappeared alongside the bell's chime, as the beast immersed in thunder slurry emerged once more before Nezha.

The Thunder God didn't care about the eradicated thunder; his chest swelled and thunder slurry began to flow again. He opened his mouth, unleashing a breath of infinite light and heat towards Nezha.

Nezha pinched his fingers, and feathers unfolded behind him, as divine light swept towards the Dragon Breath. However, the century-old phlegm of this ancient dragon was genuinely formidable. Nezha's divine light struggled to brush it aside, let alone counter it completely.

Thankfully, the Dragon Breath from the Thunder God wasn't endless—this was characteristic of dragons. After several clashes, the Thunder God's Dragon Breath reserves were finally depleted. After spewing two bouts of red-blood-stained breath, the divine power and strength of this ancient deity hit rock bottom, visible externally as a significant reduction in size.

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