Li Jing Seeks Revenge, Prelude to Nezha's Birth

Ever since Qin Feng "returned" the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf to Shi Ji in that overbearing yet gentle manner, the Azure Stone Palace had regained its former tranquility.

No, it should be said it had regained a tranquility it had never known before.

Shi Ji meditated and cultivated in her quiet chamber daily, the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf, which had changed drastically in appearance, hovering above her head. Wisps of Chaos Dao Charm descended, enveloping her.

She could clearly feel her comprehension of the Great Dao advancing by leaps and bounds. The bottleneck of the mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, which had seemed unattainable before, now felt like a thin sheet of paper, ready to be pierced at any moment.

And all of this stemmed from that man.

The moment she thought of Qin Feng, ripples involuntarily spread across the lake of Shi Ji's heart. A sweet smile, one she hadn't even noticed herself, would always appear on her exquisitely beautiful face.

It's so good to have Dao Brother here.

However, this tranquility was ultimately shattered by an ill-timed, arrogant roar.

"Witch Shi Ji! You killed my Chan Sect disciples, you deserve to die! Hurry out and surrender!"

A furious shout exploded at the foot of Azure Stone Palace like thunder, filled with condescending arrogance and killing intent.

Shi Ji, who was meditating, trembled violently and abruptly opened her eyes. The heart that had just calmed down was once again gripped by fear.

Chan Sect!

It was Chan Sect again!

They still wouldn't let her go!

This bone-deep fear made her instinctively want to flee, but the gentle aura from the scarf hovering above her instantly calmed her down.

She remembered Qin Feng.

Yes, with Dao Brother here, what do I have to fear?

Shi Ji steadied herself, rose, and walked out of her quiet chamber. She saw Qin Feng already standing by the entrance of the cave dwelling, hands behind his back, gazing indifferently in the direction of the mountain foot, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Dao Brother..." Shi Ji quickly walked to his side, her face etched with nervousness.

"Just a fly."

Qin Feng didn't look back, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on the pleasant weather.

A fly?

Shi Ji followed his gaze and saw that at the foot of Azure Stone Palace, a divine general had arrived at some point.

The general wore silver armor, held a spear, and rode an extraordinary divine beast. He was imposing and aggressive, clearly no ordinary being.

It was none other than Li Jing, the Commander of Chentang Pass.

At this moment, Li Jing was filled with ambition to achieve great deeds.

His master, True Person Du'e, was a renowned immortal of the Chan Sect and an intimate friend of Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

A few days ago, the news of Taiyi Zhenren's embarrassed return to Kunlun Mountain and the disappearance of his disciple had already spread within the Chan Sect.

Although the Saint had imposed a gag order, Li Jing had still learned the general details through his master.

A demon immortal from the Jie Sect, Shi Ji, dared to kill a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect and force Taiyi Zhenren to lose face?

This was an utter disgrace!

In Li Jing's opinion, this was the perfect opportunity for him to prove himself!

Disciples of the Jie Sect were always looked down upon by the Chan Sect, referred to as "hairy and horned, born of wetness and hatched from eggs."

As a registered disciple of the Chan Sect and a human commander, wasn't it a simple matter for him to deal with a mere demon immortal?

As long as he captured Shi Ji and handed her over to Taiyi Zhenren for judgment, he would not only restore his sect's honor but also curry favor with Taiyi Zhenren, a high-ranking official of the Chan Sect. Wouldn't his future in the immortal path be bright?

As for the mysterious expert rumored to have caused Taiyi Zhenren to suffer a loss?

Li Jing curled his lips, not taking it to heart at all.

In his view, it was likely some powerful figure from the Jie Sect who happened to pass by and lent a hand.

Such existences were elusive, like dragons appearing and disappearing. How could they possibly be lingering in such a desolate demonic cave?

At this moment, that Jie Sect powerhouse had probably long since left.

This Azure Stone Palace was a ripe peach, waiting for him to pluck it!

"Witch! If you don't come out now, don't blame this general for leveling your Skeleton Mountain and turning you into ashes!"

Li Jing roared again, his voice filled with impatience.

He had already decided that once he captured Shi Ji, he would humiliate her severely to let this ignorant demon immortal know the consequences of offending the Chan Sect!

Lost in his triumphant thoughts, Li Jing no longer hesitated. He urged his mount, pointed his spear towards the mountain gate, and prepared to charge directly.

However, the moment he spurred his mount and entered the mountain gate within a hundred zhang.

An unexpected change occurred!

Buzz--!

The air in the entire world seemed to freeze at that moment.

A killing intent, cold to the extreme and sharp to the apex, enveloped him completely without any warning!

Li Jing's pupils contracted sharply into the most dangerous pinprick shape!

He looked up in horror, only to see dense clusters of golden light points appearing in the void before him without any warning.

These light points were blurry at first, but in an instant, they stretched into terrifying sword energies several zhang long, radiating endless Geng Metal Qi!

Thousands of sword energies floated in the air, their tips all aimed at him, forming an impenetrable cage of sword qi.

Each sword energy was wreathed in a chilling sword intent that made one's Primordial Spirit tremble, as if it could easily tear apart the sky and sever time and space!

Li Jing and the exotic beast beneath him were instantly locked onto by this terrifying sword intent, freezing in place, not daring to move a single finger.

The exotic beast, which had been magnificent and extraordinary moments before, was now trembling like a sieve, foaming at the mouth, completely terrified and collapsing to the ground, defecating and urinating uncontrollably.

"What... what is this?!"

Li Jing's mind buzzed, going completely blank.

A sword formation?

Why would there be such a terrifying sword formation at the entrance of a demon immortal's cave dwelling?!

This pure, extreme Geng Metal sword intent, this killing aura that seemed to want to slice all things in heaven and earth into dust...

He had only felt a similar pressure deep within certain forbidden areas of the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain!

No!

It was even more terrifying, even purer than the feeling there!

Li Jing's heart clenched fiercely.

He refused to believe it. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and pushed his immortal essence to its limit. The spear in his hand erupted with ten thousand feet of golden light, and he was about to thrust it towards the sword formation before him.

"A mere illusion array, break for me!"

However, as soon as his spear was extended.

From the thousands of sword energies before him, only one, as thin as a strand of hair, casually detached itself and floated over gently.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying power.

This golden sword energy, like a light and fluttering willow leaf, met Li Jing's thunderous spear thrust.

Ching.

A faint, almost inaudible sound.

The moment Li Jing's spear tip, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, touched the golden sword energy.

His spear, a Houtian Merit Spirit Treasure, shattered inch by inch from the tip, turning into a sky full of dust that scattered with the wind.

The entire process was completely unobstructed, as if a red-hot iron rod had been plunged into butter.

No, it was even easier than that.

Li Jing: "!!!"

A bone-chilling coldness surged from the soles of his feet, along his spine, and wildly up to the crown of his head!

He was completely stunned, staring blankly at the half-broken spear shaft remaining in his hand, his mind completely devoid of the ability to think.

Shattered... shattered?

His renowned magical treasure, a Houtian Merit Spirit Treasure, was just... gone?

Reduced to ashes by a gentle touch from a sword energy?

What kind of Primordial World joke was this?!

The color drained from Li Jing's face instantly, replaced by endless fear and shock.

He finally realized what kind of being he had provoked.

This was no ripe peach!

This was clearly a piece of ice formed from Chaos Divine Iron, billions of years old, wrapped in a sugar coating!

Kicked a hornet's nest?

No!

This was like kicking directly at the gate of a Saint's dojo!

At this moment, all of Li Jing's wishful thinking, all his arrogance, all his ambition, were crushed into dust.

He finally understood why Taiyi Zhenren had been defeated.

Why the Chan Sect had chosen to remain eerily silent after suffering such a great loss.

It wasn't that they didn't want revenge!

It was that they... dared not!

The Azure Stone Palace was not inhabited by some Jie Sect demon immortal, but by a terrifyingly powerful being they couldn't even begin to imagine!

And he, this self-proclaimed clever clown, had foolishly come to their doorstep to issue a challenge?

Thinking of this, Li Jing regretted it to the point of his intestines turning green.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead like a waterfall, instantly soaking his entire armor.

He froze in place, facing the thousands of Geng Metal sword qi poised to strike. He couldn't even think about charging up the mountain, let alone retreating a single step.

He had no doubt that if he dared to make the slightest move, in the next second, he would be annihilated by this terrifying sword formation, body and soul, into the most insignificant dust in the world!

Inside the cave dwelling.

Qin Feng didn't even have the interest to glance at the total soldier at the foot of the mountain who was about to wet himself.

To him, Li Jing's existence was no different from a noisy fly.

His gaze had long since pierced through layers of void, crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and landed on that mortal city, Chentang Pass.

In his vision, Destiny converged above the Chentang Pass General's Mansion.

A crystal-clear Spiritual Pearl, containing immense vitality and a violent killing aura, was slowly descending from the nine heavens, passing through the mansion's numerous restrictions, and landing with pinpoint accuracy into the abdomen of Lady Yin, Li Jing's wife.

Heavenly Secrets were clearly presented before his eyes at this moment.

The reincarnation of Spiritual Pearl, Nezha, was about to be born.

Another key figure in the Investiture of the Gods Calamity was about to appear.

A playful smile slowly curved Qin Feng's lips.

To others, this was the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, a pawn in the game of Saints.

But to him...

This was a new prey, a new game.

He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Shi Ji, who was looking at him with a mixture of nervousness and curiosity. He smiled faintly.

"Just a fly, no need to pay attention."

Qin Feng reached out and affectionately ruffled her head, saying in a relaxed tone.

"A more interesting play is about to begin."

Shi Ji's pretty face flushed at his sudden affectionate gesture. Hearing his words, her heart was even more filled with confusion.

A more interesting play?

She followed Qin Feng's gaze to the distance, but could only see a sea of clouds, unable to see anything clearly.

But for some reason, looking at the confident smile on Qin Feng's face, her previously anxious heart completely settled down.

In its place was a strong sense of curiosity and anticipation.

She didn't know what the "big play" her Dao Brother spoke of was.

But she knew that following this man would never be boring.