Just as a certain troublesome little girl hurriedly said goodbye to her little short-legged students in the Holy Griffin Kingdom of Camelot and rushed back to the cave dwelling atop the summit of Izumo Peak on Green Screen Mountain—a place that had been without an owner for over twenty years (??)—she appeared once again before the astonished eyes of a pine-tree spirit who seemed to be getting older and a little squirrel spirit who seemed to be getting fatter. Meanwhile, deep in the mountains east of Xiqi City, in Yellow Flower Mountain Gorge near the plains, the battle between generals was still raging.
Only, as the fighting went on, things seemed to have changed at some point...
The two sides fighting weren't the small Xiqi army and Chaoge's three hundred thousand troops, locked in a battle of defense and breakout as one might have expected. Nor was this a duel between generals that had ended before it had even begun. Somehow, it had suddenly turned into a clash between the Xiqi army and the disciples of Izumo Peak on Green Screen Mountain?
And Grand Tutor Wen, Wen Zhong, and his soldiers—who were the actual combatants and currently the ones most eager to fight a bloody battle with the Xiqi army so they could open a path out of the mountains—had instead become a bunch of irrelevant onlookers and spectators?!
"..."
Standing on his flaming Wind-Fire Wheels, Nezha let them spin faster and lift him to a suitable height in the sky. Looking down at the verdant mountains and the five imposing Xiqi formations waiting in battle array along the only route through, he stopped to watch and curled his lip in disdain.
Nezha knew that if the Xiqi army and the Chaoge forces were fighting, that would be one thing...