Chan Sect Disciples Enter the Investiture

Outside Sishui Pass, the two armies faced each other.

Banners fluttered in the wind, and a murderous aura surged forth.

The Saint Mother Huoling emerged gracefully from the front of the Shang Army's formation. She wore a bright red Eight Trigrams robe and Golden Cloud Crown crown, her figure was dashing and her aura imposing.

She gazed at the Clarify Sect members opposite her, her voice clear and resonant, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

"Fellow members of the Clarify Sect, how have you been?"

"Yesterday they were shouting and cursing in front of the pass, how arrogant they were!"

"Today, we are here to learn from you all."

"Tell me, how do you plan to wage this battle of wits?"

"One at a time, or all at once?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Shudan and the others in the Xiqi formation couldn't help but twitch their faces.

A dozen men ganging up on one person is already an unfair victory, and to have it exposed like this in front of both armies makes one feel ashamed.

Ji Shudan suppressed his anger and pondered which plan would be more advantageous to them, but before he could come up with a solution...

In the Shang Army's ranks, Nezha was already impatient.

Why waste so much breath on them!

Nezha held the Fire-Tipped Spear, rode on the Wind Fire Wheels, and had an arrogant and unruly expression on his face.

"Let's all attack together and send them all to the Investiture of the Gods. It'll save us time and effort!"

He pointed the tip of his spear at Jin Zha and Mu Zha in the formation, his voice carrying an undeniable domineering air.

"Those two, neither of you are allowed to take them from me!"

"I will personally capture them and bring them back to the King to beg for forgiveness!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Shang Army formation smiled knowingly.

They were already aware of the relationship between Nezha, Jin Zha, and Mu Zha.

Since it was a family matter for the Li Family, no one would interfere.

Yu Yuan let out a cold laugh.

"Nezha Daoist Nezha is right!" Yu Yuan stepped forward, his Surrounding Body radiating Baleful Qi. "Why bother with morality when dealing with this group of shameless scoundrels who have no sense of rules!"

"Let's all go together and get them on the list!"

"Arrogant!"

Ji Shudan roared angrily, his handsome face turning bright red.

You really think we're afraid of you?!

"Nezha! Don't be so arrogant! Do you really think we're afraid of you?"

"You only managed to escape a few days ago, and now you dare to spout such arrogant words!"

Upon seeing this, the Saint Mother Huoling clapped her hands and laughed.

"Since fellow Daoists of the Clarify Sect are so courageous, then let's stop wasting words!"

"Junior brothers, follow me! Let's get them on the list!"

At her command, Yu Yuan, Chen Jiugong, Yao Shaosi, and other Jie Sect Disciple behind her roared in unison, each unleashing their Magic Treasure, transforming into streaks of light that rushed straight towards the Xiqi army formation.

"Kill!"

With top experts like the Saint Mother Huoling and Yu Yuan in the Interception Sect, they would dare to challenge even the Twelve Golden Immortals in their true forms, let alone these Third-generation disciples who are not even Daluo Golden Immortal.

Instead of wasting words with them, it's better to just kill them and be done with it!

"Court death!"

Seeing this, the members of the Clarify Sect were also enraged and no longer cared about saving face. They all brought out their Magic Treasure to meet the attack.

"Boom!"

A great battle erupted instantly!

Nezha could no longer contain himself. He laughed loudly, and his Wind Fire Wheels flashed with fire as he transformed into a streak of red lightning, becoming the first to charge out.

"Jin Zha! Mu Zha! Surrender now!"

He gave them no time to react; with a flick of his Fire-Tipped Spear, it transformed into a sky full of spear shadows, engulfing the two of them.

"Kill!"

Saint Mother Huoling, Yu Yuan, and others also made their move at the same time.

In an instant, the entire area in front of Sishui Pass was filled with dazzling light, and immortal magic and Baleful Qi intertwined, causing the disciples of the two sects to instantly engage in battle.

On the city tower of Sishui Pass, Yang Chan looked down at the battlefield that had instantly descended into chaos.

She turned to look at Yang Jiao and Yang Jian beside her.

"Big brother, second brother, aren't we going to make a move?"

Yang Jiao crossed his arms, watching the battle below with great interest, then shook his head.

"No rush."

"The people from the Clarify Sect are no match for our fellow Daoists from the Interception Sect. We'll just watch from the sidelines."

"Our target isn't these small fry."

Yang Jian remained silent throughout, simply standing there quietly with his Heavenly Eye closed, as if the earth-shattering battle before him had nothing to do with him.

In his eyes, the outcome of this battle was never in doubt from the very beginning.

The center of the battlefield.

Nezha fought two against one, and his two Elder Brother were completely powerless to fight back.

His Fire-Tipped Spear appeared and disappeared unpredictably, his Universe Ring smashed Jin Zha's Dragon-Trapping Stakes, forcing them to retreat repeatedly, and his Chaos Tunic was like Heavenly Net and Earthly Web, preventing Mu Zha's twin swords from getting close at all.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sounds of weapons clashing were incessant.

Nezha grew stronger with each battle.

However, he kept Li Jing's instructions in mind, which was to capture the two of them and bring them back. Therefore, he held back some of his strength when he attacked, and did not use many of his killing moves, which made him fight somewhat restrained.

Even so, Jin Zha and Mu Zha were already in grave danger, sweating profusely.

During the battle, Jin Zha refused to give up and shouted loudly at Nezha.

"Third Brother! Wake up!"

"That Di Xin is a tyrant who acts perversely and is universally acknowledged as such! Why would you aid that foolish ruler and become an enemy of the people?"

Mu Zha hurriedly echoed.

"Yes, Third Brother! Father must have been deceived by treacherous people. Don't be so stubborn! Quickly join us in surrendering to Xiqi and overthrowing this tyrannical ruler. That is the right path!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing the two of them still slandering his master, Nezha became completely enraged.

"My master is a sage ruler of all ages; how dare you slander him!"

"Court death!"

Nezha roared, and his attack instantly became several times more ferocious.

"Looks like you won't understand why flowers are so red unless I teach you a lesson!"

The Fire-Tipped Spear shone brightly red, transforming into countless spear shadows that completely enveloped the two of them.

Jin Zha and Mu Zha were immediately under immense pressure, and had no time to speak. They could only struggle to cope and complain endlessly.

On the other side of the battlefield, the situation was even more one-sided and overwhelming.

The Saint Mother Huoling faced off against Ji Shudan, who was wielding the Bell of Fallen Souls.

Yu Yuan then went directly to Jin Zha, who had previously severely injured his disciple Lei Zhenzi, but Nezha beat him to it, so he turned his anger on Tu Xingsun and Wei Hu.

The disciples of the Interception Sect faced off against the other disciples of the Clarify Sect.

The moment they clashed, the difference in skill was immediately apparent!

The Saint Mother Huoling was personally taught by Daoist Duobao and was the first disciple of the third generation of the Interception Sect. How powerful she was!

With a single move, she forced Ji Shudan into a series of defeats.

Ji Shudan summoned the Bell of Fallen Souls, shook it, and attempted to use his old trick to attack the enemy with his Primordial Spirit.

"Jingle--"

Invisible sound waves spread out.

The Saint Mother Huoling merely sneered, her head adorned with Golden Cloud Crown, from which countless Golden Light descended, protecting her Surrounding Body. The bell tolling, which specifically harms the Primordial Spirit, had absolutely no effect on her.

Even a grain of rice can shine?

With a flick of her wrist, the sword flashed, instantly piercing through Ji Shudan's defenses and leaving several deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body.

On the other side, Yu Yuan was even more ferocious.

He was already a notorious villain in the Interception Sect, and now, seeking revenge for his disciple, he attacked in a rage. The Magic Treasure in his hand transformed into a sky full of bloody light, leaving Tu Xingsun and Wei Hu powerless to fight back.

As for other battlefields, the defeat was even more devastating.

Most of the Jie Sect Disciple were experienced in combat.

In contrast, most of the Chan Sect Disciple cultivate in seclusion in the mountains. Although Magic Treasure, they are like flowers in a greenhouse, and are no match for these battle-hardened immortals of the Interception Sect.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out.

Han Dulong, a disciple of Daoist Tianzun, was struck by a Magic Treasure unleashed by Yu Yuan and was instantly annihilated, body and soul.

A True Spirit flew straight out from the top of his head, transforming into a stream of light and heading towards the ethereal Conferred Investiture Platform in the sky.

"Junior Brother Han!"

Seeing his fellow disciple die a gruesome death, Xue Ehu was both shocked and enraged. Just as he was about to step forward to seek revenge, a flying sword unleashed by another Jie Sect Disciple pierced straight through his chest.

Another True Spirit soared into the sky.

Within the Xiqi formation, the remaining Chan Sect Disciple were completely panicked.

how so?

What happened to the supposedly Orthodox Daoist Sect?

So much for the claim that unorthodox methods are easily defeated?

How come two of our soldiers fell like wheat being harvested as soon as the fighting started?

Meanwhile, Lei Zhenzi was fighting Zhou Xin, a disciple of Lü Yue.

His back flapped with Wind-Thunder Wings, moving at incredible speed, while the Golden Cudgel in his hand was powerful and heavy.

But Zhou Xin waved a long banner in his hand, and Plague Qi spread out. Lei Zhenzi felt dizzy and his Magic Power became sluggish after being touched by even a trace of it.

"Die!"

Zhou Xin seized the opportunity and suddenly pointed the long banner in his hand.

A pale green plague aura condensed into a sharp arrow, instantly piercing Lei Zhenzi's chest!

"Well..."

Lei Zhenzi froze, looking down in disbelief at the ever-growing hole in his chest.

Life is slipping away at a rapid pace.

His proud Wind-Thunder Wings, drooped limply.

Another True Spirit soared into the sky and flew towards the Investiture Platform.