He Was Dead!

Ding ding ding ding ding...

A sound like raindrops hitting banana leaves exploded on the Nine Dragon Fire Hood. What fell to the ground were clearly small pieces of wood, but when Taiyi Zhenren felt the recoil force transmitted back from the Nine Dragon Fire Hood, he suddenly had the illusion that he was facing a "metal storm".

Of course, that's a bit of an exaggeration. The "Metal Storm" is the final of the Ten Absolute Formations of the Jie Sect. It requires hundreds of Magic Treasure -level guns to be arranged in the formation, spraying high-density metal jets from different angles. The position of each gun has a strict method of change, enough to shred even Golden Immortal. Because enemies in the formation often die without a complete corpse, their flesh and blood are completely mixed with the iron sand projectiles, indistinguishable from each other, hence it is also known as the Red Sand Formation. Nezha's wooden projectiles are naturally far inferior to it.

However, if we only consider the rate of fire, these wooden bullets are already comparable to dozens of Magic Treasure -level guns!

"But it's just wood after all!"

Taiyi Zhenren suppressed his shock, but he was certain that Nezha had made contact with someone from the Jie Sect. Filled with hatred, he immediately activated the Nine Dragon Fire Hood, releasing nine fire dragons that swept towards the Wooden Robot piloted by Nezha.

The nine fire dragons swept away all the wooden projectiles as soon as they appeared, then drew unpredictable arcs and flew towards the wooden figure from different directions, spewing Samadhi True Fire as they flew. Seeing this, Nezha flapped his Wooden Wings, and the wooden figure immediately flew into the sky, forming a classic mecha circus with the nine fire dragons.

Seeing that the seemingly clumsy Wooden Giant actually displayed a mobility that even nine fire dragons couldn't catch up with, Taiyi Zhenren felt that his dignity had been challenged. He reached to his waist, and a Golden Light flashed from the Leopard Skin Pouch, and a pure gold brick landed in his hand.

The brick was already incredibly heavy in the hand, but as Taiyi Zhenren raised it, its weight increased to the point that even the surrounding air began to distort.

With a whoosh, the gold brick shattered the air, and the entire space seemed to turn into liquid in that instant, flowing from the front of the brick to the back, propelling it even faster.

While Nezha was leading his nine fire dragons, he was still thinking about how to teach Taiyi Zhenren a lesson when he suddenly felt a warning from Xiao Mu. Looking up, he saw a Golden Light rushing towards him. Before he could even process the thought, there was a cracking sound. The golden brick had actually cleaved the Wooden Giant in two at the waist. Fortunately, Xiao Mu adjusted the position of the cockpit in time, thus avoiding the disaster.

However, Nezha felt no relief whatsoever; instead, a surge of intense anger rose within him. Every part of this Wooden Giant was a piece of Wood Spirit he had meticulously crafted. Although it hadn't yet truly developed sentience, he had poured a great deal of effort into it. How could he not be furious that Taiyi Zhenren had killed three of them with a single blow?

"Erhu! Xiaoyu! Gou Xiong! Waaaaaaaahh..."

Nezha let out a shrill scream, and the wooden figure shattered in the air began to rapidly change shape. Compared to its previous powerful state, it had now become a state full of speed and beauty, looking somewhat like a combination of a flying shuttle and a dragon.

Seeing that Nezha dared to resist after eating the gold brick, Taiyi Zhenren pulled at his hand, grabbing the Hunyuan Silk that Nezha had previously used to restrain him, and angrily rebuked him:

"Stubborn to the end!"

Having said that, the Hunyuan Silk ribbon) swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a ten-mile-long red cloud that completely enveloped Nezha.

Nezha was suddenly trapped with nowhere to go, feeling a sense of despair akin to a caged beast.

Taiyi Zhenren completely ignored Nezha's feelings and kept compressing the range of the Hunyuan Silk. It wasn't that he didn't want to finish it in one go, but the Hunyuan Silk had been in Nezha's hands for ten years (it was sent into his mother's womb). Even as the original owner, he needed some time to refine it if he wanted to use it to trap Nezha.

But this gradual narrowing of the scope only intensified Nezha's sense of despair.

"No, this can't go on!"

Nezha gritted his teeth, and his little head immediately began to frantically think of a solution. He still had quite a few Wooden Person that he could manipulate, but these figures were just things he made for fun, not to mention that with Li Jing watching over them, it was impossible for him to put any powerful weapons inside them.

To think that one could break through something as incomprehensible as the Feng Xue Hunyuan Silk was pure fantasy.

Just as the sense of despair gradually increased as his range of movement became increasingly cramped, a book suddenly appeared in front of Nezha. He turned his head slightly and saw that the Xiao Mu on his head had also returned to human form at some point, and was now reaching out to open the book that his master had left him, "The Comprehensive Guide to Trendy Woodworking".

"Stop fooling around, this is a time for..."

Just as Nezha was about to say something, his eyes suddenly lit up. Xiao Mu followed his thought and quickly flipped through the Woodworking Encyclopedia. As page after page of blueprints and techniques flashed before his eyes, Nezha's eyes suddenly lit up. The Wooden Giant beneath him and the parts that had just been shattered by the gold bricks suddenly seemed to come alive. They instantly disintegrated and were then condensed back together by the power within him used to nurture the spirit, transforming into six Mechanical Arm that perfectly combined with the Wing Backpack behind him.

"You wretched creature, you actually dare to resist?" Taiyi Zhenren forcefully swung his hand downwards, and the Hunyuan Silk immediately tightened. However, Nezha forcefully swung his arm, and the Gold Bracelet he always wore on his wrist suddenly flew out and slammed hard into the Hunyuan Silk.

The impact failed to break through the Hunyuan Silk's defenses, but the Gold Bracelet did not stop there. Instead, it continued to accelerate, stretching the already tightening Hunyuan Silk into an exaggerated arc.

At that moment, Nezha's movements did not stop at all. Six Mechanical Arm swung rapidly in front of him, completely tearing apart the pages of the "Comprehensive Guide to Trendy Woodworking".

"I've read this Woodworking Encyclopedia dozens of times. The difficulty and order of the woodworking techniques in it have always puzzled me. I initially thought it was just the trend, but..."

As Nezha spoke, the pages of the book were rearranged. Taiyi Zhenren immediately had a bad feeling, but it seemed too late to kill him now. As the pages rearranged, Nezha's posture in the air also changed.

His six arms, along with his own movements, changed simultaneously, creating a peculiar sense of rhythm.

"The so-called Wood Spirit is not something that can be raised, but rather a divine being born from the ultimate mastery of a craft. Driven by this divine power, one can achieve Skill Approaching the Dao! Take this, this is the supreme secret of the Mohism's Mechanical Arts!"

Nezha didn't know what this profound technique was called, nor did he have time to name it, but he poured all his anger over the deaths of the three Wood Spirit into his fist technique.

Then...

"Oh my god! How can you be so weak! What do we do! You can't die! I didn't mean to kill you! Waaaaaaahh..."