The Most Beautiful Woman in the Three Realms

Only after the fiery-red figure landed did everyone finally see what he looked like.

And precisely because they saw him clearly, both the Great Shang camp and the Western Qi camp fell into a brief silence.

He was a child less than a meter tall, looking only three or four years old at most—and an exceptionally beautiful child at that.

"Imperial Preceptor, isn't that your disciple? Why did he go down there?"

On the walls of Tong Pass, Huang Feihu asked anxiously.

He recognized the child. He was the little boy who had suddenly appeared beside Wang Xian a few days ago—Wang Xian's disciple.

"King Wucheng, there's no need to worry. Nezha is quite capable. Even if he can't defeat Yang Jian, he won't be in any danger."

Wang Xian smiled, signaling for King Wucheng not to worry.

The cultivation method Nezha practiced was the Immortal Palace's sect-defending art, the "Immortal Art." When cultivated by NPCs, the "Immortal Art" provided an enormous boost.

Combined with Nezha's Innate Spiritual Treasure physique and the guidance of Nangong Wu and the others, Nezha had already cultivated the "Immortal Art" to the third level, which had caused his level to soar past three hundred.

The first three levels of the "Immortal Art" were Iron Bones, Bronze Body, Glazed Jade Body, and Dragon Tiger Power. With these three effects working together, Nezha's strength was not much weaker than Yang Jian's, even though Yang Jian was over two hundred levels higher than him.

"Imperial Preceptor, is there really no problem?"

As Nezha's father, Li Jing was still uneasy and asked Wang Xian worriedly.

"You'll know if you keep watching."

Wang Xian did not say anything more.

No matter how much he said or how many assurances he gave, they would still worry. After all, Nezha was