A body comparable to that of a True Immortal was indeed astonishing, but even the weakest of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao was a Golden Immortal.
Guang Chengzi, the foremost of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, was a dignified Great Luo Golden Immortal. What was a True Immortal to him?
The real problem was that King Zhou acted in such an unexpected way that it was impossible to predict what he would do.
His sheer forcefulness had turned a rebellion in the North Sea into a conflict between races with a single remark.
Moreover, no one had expected King Zhou to charge into the North Sea himself and fight the Yao Race.
Even more surprising was that King Zhou's body was so powerful, and his innate divine strength so astonishing.
And King Zhou was the Human Sovereign, with Human Path Luck gathered around him, making him impervious to evil.
How could the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao not be troubled by an unpredictable opponent who couldn't be confronted directly?
"King Zhou killed members of the Yao Race. We can't let this matter go. Have those few Great Demons make a move!" the Black-Robed Figure said gravely.
If possible, he didn't want to make a move at a time like this. It would do the Yao Race no good.
After all, King Zhou was the Human Sovereign. What would they gain by defeating him? They would only be helping the Exposition Sect reap the benefits.
But he had no choice but to act. After what King Zhou had just said, this had become a conflict between races.
King Zhou had killed members of the Yao Race. If the Yao Race didn't respond at all, the little Human Path Luck they had left would probably vanish overnight.
They had to act, but while doing so, they could also take the opportunity to put those disloyal Great Demons in their place.
"Master, don't kill them so fast! Leave some for me!" Nezha said indignantly.
Once they entered the North Sea and faced the Yao Race, he showed no fear at all. Instead, he fought with incredible enthusiasm.
But as he fought, he realized that all the ones who fell to him were weaklings who amounted to nothing.
All the Yao Race members at the Earth Immortal level were with his master. He hadn't gotten a single one.
What was the point of killing a few weaklings? If Nezha was going to kill, he wanted to take down the strong among the Yao Race.
But by the time he finished speaking, the dozens of Yao Race members at the Earth Immortal level had already been slaughtered by his master alone.
With nowhere else to vent his anger, Nezha turned on the remaining members of the Yao Race. His small body stirred up towering waves across the North Sea.
Before long, the water along the North Sea's shore had been dyed red with blood. Corpses of the Yao Race stretched as far as the eye could see.
"The King is mighty! The King is mighty!"
Thunderous cheers rang out. Every face in the army was filled with excitement and admiration.
At that moment, in their eyes, their King was the one they worshipped.
He had charged alone into the North Sea and, surrounded by thousands of members of the Yao Race, fought until heaven and earth were torn asunder and rivers of blood flowed.
He was peerlessly invincible. He was not only the king of Great Shang, but also a God of War who never lost!
If Zi Shou had only begun to establish his prestige with the battle in which he slew the Giant Serpent, then after this battle, his position was firmly secured!
From then on, even if they faced an unbeatable opponent, all he had to do was raise his hand, and the army would charge without hesitation.
"With a king like this, how could Great Shang fail to prosper?" Zhang Guifang said with a heartfelt sigh.
Before coming to the North Sea, he had heard plenty of stories about the King, and they had made him deeply uneasy.
Back then, the King's actions had been no different from those of a tyrant, and Great Shang had been teetering on the brink of disaster.
The King's decision to lead the Imperial Expedition had already exceeded his expectations. He had even doubted the King.
But the facts had proved that the King was not only wise and mighty, but also possessed such peerless courage. How could he possibly be a tyrant?
With a king like this, let alone putting down the rebellion in the North Sea—even the lords' rebellion seemed insignificant.
He firmly believed that under the King's leadership, everything would return to normal, and Great Shang would surely prosper.
Elsewhere, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao all wore dark expressions, and the atmosphere was heavy with tension.
How many times had this happened now? Ever since they had come into contact with King Zhou, they had been stymied at every turn.
The Yao Race wasn't important. No matter how many were killed, it had little to do with them.
They simply couldn't stand King Zhou's arrogance, especially his overbearing attitude. It made them furious.
"Is this all the North Sea Demon Race can do? Are there really no worthy opponents?" Taiyi Zhenren said gravely.
If anyone among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao was unhappy, it was definitely Taiyi Zhenren.
After all, watching Nezha—who should have been his disciple—slaughtering enemies across the North Sea made his heart bleed.
"They're here! The Yao Race at least has some sense. They've sent three Ancient Demons. That's quite a show of force!" Jù Liúsūn said.
At that moment, all the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao could feel three powerful auras rising from the depths of the North Sea.
The Ancient Demons who had survived from antiquity all possessed profound cultivation and formidable strength. Even they had to take them seriously.
With these three Great Demons making a move, things should be settled, even if King Zhou had a mysterious expert by his side.
Thinking this, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao once again adopted their calm, unruffled airs, though their eyes remained fixed on the place where King Zhou stood.
"They really came. Now this is getting interesting!" Zi Shou said with a smile.
He had learned from Kong Xuan that most of the powerful members of the Yao Race who had survived from antiquity had gathered in the North Sea.
He and Nezha had just enjoyed a good fight, but the Yao Race members they had killed were nothing to the North Sea Demon Race.
The true Yao Race powerhouses had finally been unable to hold back. The three auras rising from the depths of the North Sea were indeed terrifyingly powerful.
But the North Sea Demon Race had powerhouses. Did he have none by his side?
"Three Ancient Demons, all at the Golden Immortal level. This should settle things, right?" Jù Liúsūn said.
According to Taiyi Zhenren, the mysterious expert by King Zhou's side was terrifyingly powerful, with unfathomable strength.
To this day, Taiyi Zhenren still didn't know how he had been defeated, or even what cultivation level the mysterious expert had reached.
But the three Ancient Demons in the North Sea had all lived through the ancient war. The fact that they had survived was an achievement in itself.
In his view, with the three Ancient Demons making a move, there was no way they could fail.
"Even if they can't kill King Zhou, they can still make him lose face!" Guang Chengzi said gravely.
King Zhou had Human Path Luck protecting him. Forget Great Demons—even if a Sage made a move, they probably couldn't kill him.
But the mysterious expert by King Zhou's side and the Great Shang army along the North Sea shore had no Human Path Luck to protect them.
If the mysterious expert died a horrible death and the Great Shang army suffered heavy casualties, then King Zhou would have suffered a crushing defeat in the North Sea.
As for the Karmic Burden from slaughtering humans, the Yao Race could bear that themselves. What did it have to do with them?
Taiyi Zhenren wanted to say something, but seeing how confident the others looked, he didn't feel he could say much.
He had a feeling that the mysterious expert by King Zhou's side was no ordinary figure. Their cultivation was probably far beyond that of a Golden Immortal.
Still, there were only so many powerful experts in the world. How could so many mysterious powerhouses just appear out of nowhere?
With the three Ancient Demons working together, even if they couldn't kill that mysterious expert, surely they wouldn't lose.
In the depths of the North Sea, Jiao Demon King and the Black-Robed Figure stood proudly above the sea, their eyes likewise fixed on the three Ancient Demons.
"After this battle, when they're burdened by Karmic Burden, those three old fellows will probably behave themselves," the Black-Robed Figure said.
Having the three Ancient Demons make a move was both a way to make the Human Race pay and a way to put those three demons in their place.
This was no longer the age of antiquity. In the past, their Yao Race could kill humans as they pleased, but that was no longer possible.
Those three Great Demons were stubborn and had been lying low in the North Sea for so long, still clinging to their old ways. They were bound to pay for it.
Once he had the three Great Demons under control, he would soon be able to make his word law throughout the Yao Race.
The three Great Demons naturally knew nothing of this. They hadn't even given it much thought.
They had made a move this time merely to do the Exposition Sect a favor and show consideration for the Crown Prince.
They were just a bunch of mortals. In the age of antiquity, the insignificant Human Race had been nothing more than a snack after a meal.
Coming from the depths of the North Sea, they crossed ten million miles in an instant and appeared along its shore.
Unlike the Yao Race members from before, the three Ancient Demons all took human form and didn't reveal their true bodies.
The Human Race possessed the Innate Dao Body. Most beings who had cultivated to a certain level would appear in the form of the Innate Dao Body.
The three figures stood above the North Sea. They weren't especially large, but the auras they gave off were terrifying.
The calm North Sea suddenly erupted into towering waves. Demonic energy surged into the sky like black clouds pressing down, filling the air with suffocating oppression.
Earth Immortal, True Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Mystic Immortal, Golden Immortal—the realms after achieving immortality were separated by enormous gaps.
A Golden Immortal was four whole realms above an Earth Immortal. Naturally, their strengths were worlds apart.
Their auras alone were already so terrifying that countless people struggled to breathe.
The three Great Demons clearly didn't take the insignificant humans before them seriously. All three reached out with their hands.
One Great Demon reached out to seize Nezha in the North Sea, while another reached toward the army along the shore.
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