Jiang Ziya: Don't panic, go AFK first and wait for me to call in backup!

Nezha reacted extremely quickly.

His Wind Fire Wheels wheels suddenly stopped, and he staggered backward.

The Chaos Tunic quickly rolled back, protecting her in front of her.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Three Daos Golden Light struck the Chaos Tunic precisely.

The immense force struck, and Nezha felt a tightness in his chest and a metallic taste rising in his throat.

"Snort!"

He groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The Wind Fire Wheels beneath his feet trembled as a result.

"Give me your life!"

Tu Xingsun emerged from the ground once more, his Bintie Cudgel whistling through the air as it aimed straight for the back of Nezha's head. Wei Hu's Demon-Subduing Pestle followed closely behind, descending from the sky.

More than ten Magic Treasure treasures, like a sudden rain, rained down on Nezha without leaving a gap.

On the city wall of Sishui Pass.

A slight ripple finally appeared on Kong Xuan Xuan's usually calm face. He looked down at Nezha, who was surrounded by more than a dozen Magic Treasure and in grave danger, and spoke softly to Jiang Ziya.

"Grand Tutor, should I take action?"

Jiang Ziya didn't even turn his head; his gaze remained fixed on the fiery red figure in the center of the battlefield, and his answer was resolute.

"No need."

"General Kong is our last resort. We don't need him to deal with these juniors."

"Letting you make a move now will only attract that That One's attention prematurely."

"To lose sight of the bigger picture and suffer a greater loss is not worth the effort."

Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan stopped asking questions and fell silent once more.

Jiang Ziya, however, remained perfectly clear-headed.

Kong Xuan was the trump card against the Saint.

To reveal our abilities now to deal with a mere few Third-generation disciples Clarify Sect the Chan Sect would be a waste of our talents and utterly foolish.

Once Kong Xuan is exposed, Yuanshi Tianzun will inevitably become alert and may even go to great lengths to eliminate this trump card in advance.

Furthermore, in his eyes, these Third-generation disciples of the Clarify Sect were not a real threat at all.

They're nothing but a bunch of hothouse flowers, arrogant and self-important, relying on their sect's magical Magic Treasure.

Once his senior brothers and sisters from the Interception Sect send out their disciples, what are these people compared to them?

In essence, this battle for the Investiture of the Gods was a contest Saint.

Nezha has completed his mission for today.

He successfully lured out all the arrogant juniors of the Clarify Sect, and also tested their strength and trump cards.

That's enough.

Seeing Nezha gradually losing ground and bearing several wounds, Jiang Ziya finally stopped watching.

He turned to the messenger beside him and calmly gave the order.

"Sound the retreat."

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The crisp and urgent sound of the gong instantly resounded throughout the entire Sishui Pass battlefield, carrying far and wide.

On the battlefield, Nezha, who was being forced to fight back by Jin Zha's Dragon-Trapping Stakes, heard the order to retreat.

A surge of anger, a mixture of frustration and resentment, suddenly erupted from his chest.

"Roar!"

Nezha roared, and the red light of his Fire-Tipped Spear surged, forcefully repelling the several Magic Treasure that were attacking him.

Taking advantage of this fleeting moment, the flames on his Wind Fire Wheels blazed brightly, and he transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Sishui Pass.

"Trying to leave?!"

"Leave your life behind!"

Jin Zha and the others would not let him escape so easily.

Stop him!

A dozen Dao Body and a dozen or so Magic Treasure transformed once again into a Heavenly Net and Earthly Web, enveloping the red streak of light.

However, Nezha was determined to leave, and his speed was incredibly fast.

He even endured several attacks head-on, allowing the Magic Treasure to leave bloody marks on his body, yet his speed did not decrease at all.

Everyone could only watch helplessly as he charged back to the walls of Sishui Pass.

"Hateful!"

Mu Zha's sword struck empty air, and he cursed loudly in anger.

"So close! So close to taking down this madman!"

"Just who is this kid? His Magic Power is so profound, and his Magic Treasure are so strange!" Tu Xingsun emerged from underground, his face full of gloom.

"He got away! This humiliation will be avenged!"

A group of Chan Sect Disciple stood below the pass, looking at the arrogant figure on the city wall. They were all filled with righteous indignation, but dared not actually rush up the pass.

Nezha's figure transformed into a streak of light and landed steadily on the city wall of Sishui Pass.

He strode up to Jiang Ziya, his face full of resentment and fighting spirit.

"Grand Tutor! Why are you sounding the retreat?"

"I can still fight! Give me another half Shichen, and I'll definitely take care of those scoundrels one by one!"

Jiang Ziya looked at Nezha and spoke.

"You've worked hard today."

"You did a good job. Go down and rest to heal your wounds."

Nezha was so angry at his nonchalant attitude that he almost spat out blood.

Well done?

You almost got beaten to death, and you call that a good thing?

He was about to argue again when he met Jiang Ziya's calm and unwavering eyes.

There was no praise, no concern, only a pure scrutiny and tranquility.

It was as if the life-or-death struggle he had just experienced was nothing more than a pre-arranged, insignificant drama.

All the words caught in his throat.

He gritted his teeth, swallowing back all his anger and resentment, and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"Yes, sir."

After saying this, he remained silent, dragging his weary body, and walked straight down the city wall.

Watching Nezha's departing figure, Jiang Ziya remained expressionless and gave orders to his personal guards.

"Hang up the Truce Flag. No one is allowed to leave the pass to engage in battle for three days. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

"Yes!"

Soon, a huge "No War" sign was hung high on the city gate tower of Sishui Pass.

Xiqi Camp.

Ji Fa watched Nezha return to the pass, his heart filled with disappointment.

He originally thought that with so many immortals from the Clarify Sect joining forces, taking down that arrogant young Great Shang Dynasty the Shang Dynasty would be a piece of cake.

Unexpectedly, the effort ended in failure.

"Even with Twelve Immortal Lords joining forces and the aid of their sect's most precious treasures, they... they still couldn't defeat that nameless nobody from the Shang Army?"

These words, like needles, pierced the hearts of all the Chan Sect Disciple present.

Jin Zha's face burned, but he forced a defense.

"That thief possessed numerous Magic Treasure and his physical body was unbelievably strong. We were caught off guard, which allowed him to escape!"

"If he hadn't run so fast, we could have captured him!"

"He will surely die in the next battle!"

Everyone echoed this sentiment, shifting the blame to Nezha for "running fast."

Just then, Shen Gongbao coughed lightly and stepped forward.

"General, there's no need to be in a hurry."

He stroked his long beard and spoke slowly and deliberately.

That young man in red robes was no ordinary person.

"To be appointed to guard this Sishui Pass and serve as the vanguard of the entire army, he must possess extraordinary abilities."

"Although we failed to defeat him today, it wasn't a complete loss."

"At least, we have ascertained his true strength and weaknesses."

"Although this person possesses high Magic Power and powerful treasures, he is ultimately alone."

"Two fists can't beat four hands; this principle will never change."

"He was able to escape today only because of his stubbornness."

"Now that our fighting spirit has been dampened and we've been injured, we'll be better prepared for the next battle. We'll surely capture him in one fell swoop and avenge our defeat!"

He glanced around at the disciples of the Clarify Sect, whose faces were filled with shame and indignation, and continued speaking.

"The fact that the Shang Army has now raised the white Truce Flag proves that they are cowardly and afraid!"

"In my humble opinion, only one day of rest is needed."

"We'll go challenge him again first thing tomorrow morning, and that brat definitely won't dare to fight!"

"At that time, we can take the opportunity to humiliate the Shang Army and undermine their morale."

"Once their morale collapses, breaching the pass will be imminent!"

These words made Jin Zha and the others' eyes light up.

Yes!

That kid may have escaped, but he's definitely not having a good time!

Now they're putting up Truce Flag, isn't that because they're afraid of us?

"Martial Uncle is absolutely right!"

Jin Zha was the first to step forward, his fighting spirit rekindled on his face.

"That thief was extremely arrogant; letting him escape today is already letting him off too easily!"

"Tomorrow, we'll go to the pass and hurl insults at him, let's see how long he can keep hiding like a coward!"

"If he dares to leave the pass, I will personally capture this fiend and avenge my junior brother Lei Zhenzi!"

Mu Zha also drew his Wu Gou Twin Swords, and said hatefully.

"Excellent! That madman must be torn to pieces!"

Seeing the group of people who had regained their spirits, Ji Fa felt much of the gloom in his heart dissipate.

He nodded.

"Good!"

"We shall do as the Prime Minister says!"

"Pass down the order: the entire army will rest for one day!"

"Tomorrow, we'll fight at Sishui Pass again!"