Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In Wahuang Heaven, Nüwa looked down at the Great Desolation in astonishment. Originally, she wanted Ling Zhuzi to descend to the mortal world to experience the tribulation and return to the Palace of Empress Wa someday. However, she did not expect that Nezha, the reincarnation of Ling Zhuzi, would become the disciple of Liu Er by accident. In less than ten years, he had recovered his cultivation to that of Daluo Jinxian. Although there was still a gap between his cultivation and that of his previous life, it would not take long for him to recover.
In fact, for Nüwa, it was not bad for Nezha to become the disciple of Liu Er. The lineage of Blood Sea had always been tough, so tough that it could be said that it was somewhat unreasonable. Even if Nezha made a big trouble, he would be safe and sound. What surprised her was that Liu Er, the master of Nezha, had made such rapid progress in his cultivation. He had reached the realm of Half-Step Origin of Origin in just tens of thousands of years.
In the Great Desolation, strength was always respected. Nüwa, who had experienced many tribulations, knew this very well. However, being overtaken by a junior, even though Nüwa did not want to fight, she still had a strange feeling in her heart. Nüwa stretched out her hand and a ball of the Power of Creation shone in her palm. Feeling the softness of the Power of Creation, Nüwa had a different expression in her eyes.
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Compared to the shock of the Sages, Zhunti was more jealous. He even began to think that Tendo was unfair. Why could River Styx make such rapid progress? Why could River Styx have such great luck? Why could River Styx have such disciples who were as talented as the Innate Demon God or even surpass the Innate Demon God? In the midst of jealousy and unwillingness, the devil was slowly growing.
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In front of the Golden Rooster Mountain, Liu Er, Kong Xuan, and Black Tortoise were catching up with each other. They did not pay any attention to the disciples of the three religions. Yang Chan was gentle and quiet. She stood beside Liu Er quietly except for the slight change of her expression when she saw Yang Jian in the triangular camp. Nezha, on the other hand, was rolling his big eyes and glancing at the disciples of the three religions. It was his first time to see so many immortals, so he was naturally curious.
Facing Liu Er's disregard, the disciples of the three religions were angry. However, Liu Er had been famous for a long time. Even some reclusive mighty figures of the same generation as the Sages in Untainted Land had to show him some respect. Even the current Eldest Brother of the Clan of Enlightenment, Guang Chengzi, had been humiliated by Liu Er in the past although he was already a Sage-to-be. Although no one mentioned it now, it was a fact and no one could change it. They were not even Sage-to-be, so they dared not say anything.
Xuandu looked at Kong Xuan and said, "Daoist Friend Liu Er, now that the Western Zhou Dynasty is fighting against the Daoless Shang Dynasty, your Sea of Blood lineage is here. Daoist Friend Liu Er has begun to comprehend the Way of Origin. Why do you still come here to cause trouble?" Xuandu had no intention of fighting with Liu Er. Although a Half-step to Origin was still in the realm of Quasi-saint, there was a gap between them that many people could not cross in their lifetime.
Liu Er glanced at Xuan Du and grinned, "Xuan Du, I have my reasons for coming here. You don't have to worry. I'm not interested in bullying you. However, I'm more interested in those who are hiding in the dark." While speaking, Liu Er deliberately glanced at a place behind the three religions, and a trace of fighting desire appeared on his face.
Xuandu did not understand Liu Er's words. Someone hiding in the dark? Was there someone hiding in the vicinity? But Xuandu did not sense it at all. Who could it be? Only a few people in the Great Desolation could arouse Liu Er's interest and he could not sense it. Or it could be one of them.
Liu Er withdrew his gaze and looked at Xuandu, Guangchengzi, the Burning Lamp and the Pharmacist. He said, "You four can tie with my Junior Brother Black Tortoise, which is not bad. But you are no match for me. I don't want to fight with you. My two disciples will do it for me. It's a good opportunity to train them. If you defeat them, my three brothers will stop."
Then, Liu Er, Kong Xuan and Black Tortoise looked at each other and smiled. The three of them entered the pass. On the way, Black Tortoise whispered, "Eldest Brother, can Yang Chan and Nezha do it? Although their cultivation is good, they have not experienced many battles. Moreover, there are so many disciples of the three religions, including many second-generation disciples at the level of Daluo Jinxian. Aren't you afraid that your disciples will be bullied? "
Liu Er smiled and said, "Don't worry. Yang Chan and Nezha are not as weak as you think. Besides, I don't believe that the disciples of the three religions are shameless. Even if those second-generation disciples at the level of Daluo Jinxian fight with them, they may not be able to defeat them. Let's just watch the show from inside."
Although Liu Er said it casually, he was still worried. After all, Yang Chan and Nezha had too little experience. He also wanted to take this opportunity to train them. Since he came here, he had a strange feeling in his heart. He had this feeling before, and it had happened twice.
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Seeing Liu Er and his two fellow disciples enter the trial, the four of them heaved a sigh of relief. The pressure that Liu Er gave them was too great. When Liu Er broke the formation, they even felt a trace of death. They believed that as long as Liu Er took action, it would be difficult for them to survive even if the four of them joined forces.
Although it was good news that Liu Er had taken the initiative to give in, they still felt that there was something strange about it. However, since Liu Er had said that as long as they defeated his two disciples, the Blood Sea Bloodline would not interfere, then things would be much simpler. At least, it would be much easier than fighting with any of the three brothers.
Xuandu glanced at Yang Chan and Nezha. Their cultivation was clear at a glance. Yang Chan was at the late stage of Taiyi Gold Immortal, while Nezha was at the early stage of Daluo Jinxian. However, in terms of cultivation, most of the third-generation disciples of the three religions were not as good as Yang Chan, let alone Nezha. Even some second-generation disciples were not as good as Nezha, not to mention that they had Lingbao with them.
Facing so many disciples of the three religions, Yang Chan and Nezha were calm. Only when Yang Chan saw Yang Jian would her expression change. As for Nezha, he was eager to have a try. He looked around with his big eyes, as if he was looking for something interesting among the disciples of the three religions.
After a while, Nezha looked at his Senior Sister, whom he had just met, and asked with a smile, "Senior Sister, why don't you let me beat them up? Why don't you go into the pass and have a good rest? Let me beat them up. " Although they had just met, Nezha had a good impression of this gentle Senior Sister.
Hearing Nezha's words, Yang Chan smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so caring. Don't worry. Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, I'm not a pushover. What's more, I have the Lotus Lantern. Even you may not be able to defeat me!" Yang Chan raised her hand and the Lotus Lantern was already in her hand. This treasure was extremely powerful, and also Yang Chan's biggest reliance.
Looking at the Lotus Lantern in Yang Chan's hand, Nezha's eyes were full of curiosity. He had heard from Liu Er that this Lotus Lantern was made by Ancestor River Styx himself. It was extremely powerful and had many wonderful uses. Although it was only an Upper Grade Primordial Lingbao, its power was not inferior to that of a Top Grade Primordial Lingbao. Nezha had made up his mind to borrow it to play with for a few days after he finished his business. If she did not lend it to him, he would have to steal it.
Of course, Yang Chan did not know what Nezha was thinking. Looking at the three religions, she said softly, "I'm Yang Chan of the Blood Sea. Who would like to give me some advice?" Although her words were soft, there was a sense of toughness in her voice. The ups and downs of her childhood made Yang Chan develop a tough character. Although she did not like fighting, she did not want to disappoint her Master Liu Er.
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