Danger · Golden Cicada · Danger

"Have you heard? The Heavenly Court has run into trouble this time."

"Of course I have. That Handsome Monkey King, Sun Wukong, is incredibly capable, with divine abilities bestowed by nature itself. He fought the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, Nezha, twelve times without either gaining the upper hand! The Demon Race across the Five Continents is in an uproar."

"Heh heh, who would have thought the Heavenly Court would see a day like this!"

Eh?

Near the Five Continents, within a Great Thousand World.

Li Changshou, wearing Xu Bodhi's elderly Daoist disguise and a dark robe, heard this news at a gathering place where immortals met and exchanged information.

Little Nezha and Wukong had fought twelve times? That made no sense.

Li Changshou lifted the tea before him and sniffed it lightly, a trace of puzzlement passing through his eyes.

Could Nezha now endure twelve battles without letting his Killing Intent erupt?

At present, Nezha still possessed the Innate Dao Body of the Human Race, and his Killing Intent had become a hidden trump card against his enemies. If Nezha unleashed his full power, Wukong should not have been able to withstand him.

Could it be that he had misjudged Wukong's strength?

Li Changshou pondered silently and secretly cast the Wind Whisper Spell. Conversations from several immortal gathering spots within a radius of ten thousand miles came flooding in.

With his Clear and Empty Dao Heart suppressing his true body, Li Changshou became an information-processing terminal devoid of emotion, gathering every scrap of news he could concerning Nezha and Wukong's battles.

The twelve battles were confirmed to be real. They had fought for over a month, nearly once every three days.

Nezha had used Killing Intent, but each time, before it could spiral out of