Of course, Nezha wasn't feeling great either. Even though his clones were providing mana continuously, he could only use forty percent of it now, and the mana of the two clones was already completely exhausted.

At this point, the outcome between Nezha and the Thunder God was clear, but the fighting spirit of the Thunder God hadn't disappeared.

Covered in lightning, the Thunder God charged at Nezha again, but Nezha fearlessly lifted the Chaos Bell and swung it towards the Thunder God's head.

Dong!

The terrifying sound wave suppressed the Thunder God's bulging abdomen; no matter how tough his head was, it couldn't compare to the Chaos Bell. With the bell's suppression, he was instantly thrown into a daze.

Nezha rushed forward, grabbed his dragon horn, pinpointed the initial coordinates, tore open the void, and dragged the dizzy Thunder God through it.

A black dot on the horizon of the Primordial expanded wildly, then Nezha, riding the giant dragon, burst out. Man and dragon entangled in the sky, but the Thunder God's strength and mana finally began to falter.

Nezha seized the opportunity and punched his inverse scale. The terrifying power was something the dragon's exterior lightning and scales couldn't withstand.

With a cry of pain, the Thunder God didn't lose his power like an ordinary dragon. Instead, he turned his massive dragon head and spewed out the amassed dragon breath mixed with blood.

Nezha's physical strength was also greatly depleted, and he couldn't react in time. He was blown away, his whole body scorched black, and his power weakened once more.

The Thunder God, enduring the chest pain, wrapped his large tail in lightning and used a move called the 'Divine Dragon Tail Swing' against Nezha.

However, in mid-swing, a bell sound rang, and he was again locked in time and space. Nezha adjusted his state and flashed to the dragon's head. With the Power Dao at its peak wrapped around his fist, he struck down at the shiny forehead of the Thunder God.

The Thunder God had already broken through the Chaos Bell's lock, but he couldn't dodge in time. He could only try to mobilize lightning to form a defense. The dense lightning blocked Nezha's attack while also constantly electrocuting his body.

Unfortunately, Nezha didn't care and even used more force.

Bang!

Compared to the huge dragon head, the tiny fist was inconspicuous, but the fierce power poured in, and the Thunder God only felt his head buzzing.

Roar~ Before the dragon's cry was finished, Nezha's second punch fell, followed by the third punch, the fourth punch.

With Nezha remorselessly using his power, blood flowed continuously from his wounds but was quickly evaporated by the surrounding lightning.

After taking a few punches, the Thunder God gave up struggling, and the great dragon's dignity began slapping its own forehead.

The Thunder God slapped once, and Nezha spat blood before continuing to punch twice, the Thunder God slapped once, and Nezha fiercely punched twice.

Nezha was in a better state than the Thunder God, and the two fought in the most primitive way. Not long after, the Thunder God finally exhausted his strength.

Under another one of Nezha's heavy punches, he couldn't even maintain his flying posture, dragging Nezha down and crashing from the air.

The terrifying force and height made the ground quiver and mountains shake as dust flew all around, burying countless unlucky souls beneath.

The Earth God of this place did nothing, spitting out a mouthful of old blood, almost crushed to death, his divine status nearly destroyed by the backlash from the earth.

As the dust settled, Nezha stood holding the God Slaying Spear aimed at the dragon's head. With a thrust, this Ancient Great God would lose most of his life. He looked somewhat miserable but his eyes remained bright, blazing golden light flickering as if something had ignited.

With his robe torn, many sinister wounds on his body were exposed; some were inflicted by lightning, others were torn by dragon claws, and some cut by dragon horns.

But no matter what, Nezha had won. He used his sheer strength to defeat this Ancient God.

"Old senior, do you yield?"

Gathering breath heavily through his nose, bringing up a lot of blood, he truly appeared wretched.

"Kid, you've won. Our karma is resolved; I won't trouble you anymore."

The voice was unexpectedly calm.

The Thunder God was hot-tempered, but he was no longer young. Back then, the Six Saints were younger than him, the Twelve Ancestor Witches were younger than him, even Di Jun and Taiyi were younger than him. He used to be anxious and irritable when surpassed by them.

But after endless ages, what's the point of worrying about these things?

Let it be; if there's no fate, then there's no fate. Regret, anger, and everything else are useless; as long as you walk your own path well, that's enough.

Now, there was merely another who surpassed him. It was no big deal.

Nezha did not trouble the Thunder God further, consuming a few elixirs himself and throwing a few into the dragon's mouth beneath him.

After all, this was Grandpa Fu Xi's father, deserving some respect. The outcome was decided, it wasn't necessary to fight to the death since he was completely exhausted of mana and physical strength, even standing was difficult.

Getting off the dragon's head, Nezha didn't put away the God Slaying Spear. With so many lurking threats in the Primordial, who knows if someone might come to pick up the pieces.

The Thunder God retracted his dragon form, transforming into an old but handsome man in a brand new purple robe. Apart from the messy beard, he didn't look like someone who narrowly escaped death from Nezha's spear.

Neither of them spoke much, silently waiting to restore their mana. Just after battling fiercely, the two started to tacitly join forces.

In fact, it was just as Nezha had expected; the Primordial was never short of lurking threats.

"Ancestor of Nether River, why are you so incapable, not even daring to show yourself when you see me?"

After Nezha spoke, there was no movement on the scene. He wasn't trying to bluff; holding the God Slaying Spear, he swept it across a patch of space, where the gun light was blocked by something, and then surrounded by blood energy, the Ancestor of Nether River appeared.

"Boy, with your current state, can you still be arrogant?"

Nezha looked disdainful.

"Merely a small Thunder God, how much strength could he have? Do you want to come and try?"

Thunder God: ...

You brat!

The Ancestor of Nether River is not one to be intimidated, let's see what you're capable of!

The Nether River wielded a Blood Sword and unleashed his strongest strike towards Nezha, who smiled and instantly unfurled the Mountain and River Map. A domineering red sword light, prepared long in advance, slashed towards the Nether River the moment the map was opened.

It was precisely Yunxiao, who had been waiting for this moment. Holding Chi Xiao in one hand and the Immortal Extinguishing Sword in the other, a treasure sword emitting a green light floated beside her, which was the accompanying Spiritual Treasure of the Nether River, Yuan Tu.

At this time, Yunxiao had paid back the cause and effect with the East King and officially stepped into the Two Corpses Realm.

The Ancestor of Nether River's reverse practice of the Nine Yin Scripture was still strong. Even though Yunxiao had broken through to the Slaying Two Corpses, she was initially at a disadvantage and unable to break through, both parties were locked in a stalemate.

But as time went on, the Ancestor of Nether River's mana started to fail to sustain this strike, and Yunxiao began to gain the upper hand.

The quietly standing Thunder God across the way: ...

Didn't we agree on a duel?

Nezha calmly watched the battle between the Ancestor of Nether River and Yunxiao unfold. With Nether River having lost his magical treasure and Yunxiao holding the advantage in cultivation and possessing top-tier magical treasures, victory seemed assured.

However, Nether River was not one to fight alone; he had brought along a massive horde of Asura. Since these guys were expendable,

he connected with the Blood Sea, and countless Asura troops began to close in. Even if they could exhaust a bit of Nezha's power, no matter how many died, it was worth it.

Nezha was not at all flustered. Under the auspicious clouds in the sky, Deng Chanyu soon arrived with a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers to assist. These were not the heavenly soldiers who played around with the Monkey,

but elite forces nurtured by the starry sky, with countless Dou Department Star Monarchs directly under Nezha's command.

In such a critical moment, it might not be known who arrived, but it would certainly be known who did not.

Deng Chanyu waved the command flag and called for the formation. The Star Lords took their respective roles, led by the Beidou Seven Stars, forming the All Heavens Star Battle Array.

The current formation surely couldn't compare to Di Jun's but was more than enough to deal with the Asura Clan.

Under the enhancement of the starry brilliance, the heavenly soldiers became exceptionally valiant, directly confronting the Asura army.

The Thunder God glanced around at the bustling battlefield, feeling a bit lonely, remembering the former Dragon Clan... Ah, best not to mention.

Nezha sat opposite the Thunder God, biting into a Peach while chatting and recuperating.

"Ay, it's no match for the Ancient Demon Court. They say it's one of the four greatest formations in the Primordial era."

The Thunder God took another look at the Heavenly Court's army. Indeed, in his view, their current prowess wasn't weak at all, considering the average strength of Primordial Immortals had actually been gradually declining.

Of course, this average doesn't include Nezha.

"Senior, what are your plans afterward? Our Primordial world needs a place to settle down, right?"

This time, the Thunder God did not remain silent and revealed his thoughts.

"I'm planning to join the Western Sect."

Nezha wasn't too surprised by the Thunder God's idea; there were indeed only a few entities in the world who could catch the Thunder God's eye.

"Don't worry, Senior. I'm familiar with the Western Sect; when the time comes, I'll help introduce you. I'll make sure you get a good treatment!"

The Thunder God was speechless. Is there anything in this Primordial world that you're not familiar with?

A chaotic melee ensued around them, the Ancestor of Nether River still had strength but not much.

Others with intentions began to emerge. This time, it was the Yin Zhuo King who appeared.

Neither the Yin Zhuo King nor Hao Tian really wished for Nezha to succeed, so his arrival didn't surprise Nezha.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to be so lively here. Ziwei, if you perish here, nobody in the Heavenly Court will be able to stop me!"

Nezha was not bothered with this guy. He was even harder to deal with than the Thunder God, so there was no need for a direct confrontation. His true arch-enemy was Hao Tian; for now, he just needed to hold off the Yin Zhuo King.

With the Mountain and River Map unfolded again, this time a burst of golden light emerged. The Jin Ling Saint Mother, with three heads and six arms, wielding all her magical treasures, stood against the Yin Zhuo King.

Thunder God: ...

No worries, no worries, I'm used to it. Even if Nezha suddenly pulls out Nuwa, he could accept it, what a joke!

Seriously, as a young man, can't you show some chivalry? Can't you have some dignity as a master? When going out to duel, who hides so many people on them!

Although Yin Zhuo King had never seen Jin Ling Saint Mother, with Hao Tian's memories, he spoke with his hands behind his back: "Is your Jie Sect also meddling in this matter?"

Jin Ling remained expressionless. She found no appreciation for the Yin Zhuo King's attire; in the Jie Sect, what kind of oddities hadn't she seen?

She just couldn't understand, being the Daoist Ancestor's child, how could his taste be so off?

"Uncle, even with a mask, I'd still recognize you."

Yin Zhuo King: ...

The Yin Zhuo King retorted: "I am not that wastrel Hao Tian!"

Jin Ling: ...

This uncle of hers was harsh enough to scold even himself!

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