Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 520 Are you going to die?

"You arrogant brat!"

Yang Sen and Gao Youqian looked at Ao Bing, who was dressed in white and had a calm expression, and felt a little uneasy, but then they were furious.

The four saints of Kowloon Island, who were not afraid of Yu Ding and his group, were now showing their fear in front of a junior.

If this gets out, won't those fellow cultivators laugh their heads off?

"Jiang Ziya, where are you going!"

Seeing Jiang Ziya ride away on his four mythical beasts, Li Xingba immediately shouted and urged his ferocious beast, Zheng Ning, to leap up and chase after him in a streak of light.

"Uncle Master!"

Nezha, in a fit of anger, roared, "Get out of my way!"

He swung his Fire-Tipped Spear, sweeping it across and sending Wang Mo and Bi'an staggering backward. At this moment, he had almost used the strongest Taoist technique that his Uncle Yu Ding had tailored for him, pushing his combat power to the limit. However, even so, he could only barely suppress Wang Mo to a certain extent, and it was impossible to finish the battle quickly.

"Hmph, you rude brat. Even your master Taiyi wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous." Wang Mo sneered.

However, being older and more experienced, he could tell at a glance that Nezha's heart was with Jiang Ziya and his Dao heart was wavering. So he slowly and deliberately entangled Nezha, preventing him from escaping.

Nezha was both anxious and angry at being pestered like this. He immediately pointed his left hand at Wang Mo and the Hun Tian Ling wrapped around the blazing fire god's dharma image instantly became a fire dragon, flying rapidly towards Wang Mo.

"Huntian Ling?"

Wang Mo was not alarmed but delighted. He made a hand seal with his right hand and chanted incantations. Then he pointed at the Hun Tian Ling and said, "Fall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) seemed to lose its life and its true fire went out, falling limply into Wang Mo's hands, leaving Nezha dumbfounded.

Wang Mo laughed loudly, "Nezha, what other treasures did your master give you? Why don't you show them off and let me demonstrate my Taoist arts, so that you don't only know your Jade Void Mystic Art but also the power of my Biyou Secret Art."

Somewhat skeptical, Nezha unleashed the Universe Ring again, as fast as a golden light and as swift as lightning, tearing through the sky and striking towards the Demon King.

Wang Mo laughed heartily, "The Universe Ring? Well done, perfectly timed! Drop it again!"

He made a hand seal, pointed at the Qiankun Ring, and then raised his sleeve to let the Qiankun Ring gently fall into Wang Mo's sleeve.

Nezha was completely dumbfounded. He had once killed a great demon in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but that was mainly due to the two treasures passed down from Taiyi, namely the Universe Ring and the Hun Tian Ling.

But his two treasures, which had always been invincible, fell into the hands of someone else with just a point and a shout, a situation he had never seen before, leaving him no choice but to be shocked.

"Brother Wang, well done!"

Yang Sen was initially angry because the precious pearl had been taken away, but when he saw Wang Mo take Nezha's magic weapon, he immediately burst into laughter and looked at Ao Bing with undisguised smugness.

Ao Bing's lips twitched. Just as he was getting worried, Nezha suddenly flipped his hand and pulled out some object. Another golden light shot towards Wang Mo, as fast as a meteor, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Wang Mo made a hand seal and laughed, "Fall again!"

This time, however, the golden light did not obey him. The smile on Wang Mo's face suddenly froze, and before he could dodge, the golden light hit him in the face.

Wang Mo felt his vision go black, and with a scream, he rolled off the Bi'an's body and fell into the dust on the ground. His mind was ringing, as if the gongs, cymbals, and bells were all ringing out at the same time during a Dharma assembly.

To onlookers, Wang Mo appeared disheveled, his face a bloody mess...

The golden light flew back into Nezha's hand and turned into a golden brick engraved with various Daoist patterns.

Before Wang Mo could do anything, a clear phoenix cry rang out, and a blazing flame pierced through the sky, pinning Wang Mo to the ground, spitting blood, unable to move.

The raging flames subsided and transformed into a fiery spear.

"Brother Wang?!"

Gao Youqian and Yang Sen were shocked and furious at the same time. The change happened so fast that they were almost caught off guard.

Wang Mo, who had the upper hand just moments before, was almost pinned to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Having landed a successful blow, Nezha immediately moved towards Wang Mo. Gao Youqian flipped his hand, and with a flash of divine light, another bead appeared and was thrown at Nezha in an attempt to buy time for Wang Mo.

But a white dragon was faster, arriving first and catching up with the pearl, swallowing it whole.

The white dragon landed in the air and transformed back into Ao Bing's appearance.

Yang Sen exclaimed in surprise, "Are you a dragon?"

"Divine skill!"

Ao Bing said in a serious tone, "This is a divine skill that my master taught me, which allows me to transform into a dragon!"

Yang Sen roared, "Do you think I'm blind?!"

Gao Youqian, standing nearby, became even more enraged and urged the spotted leopard to charge forward with its sword drawn: "Give me back my Hunyuan Pearl!"

They have three precious pearls, named the Heaven-Opening Pearl, the Earth-Splitting Pearl, and the Primordial Pearl.

These three precious pearls were primordial spiritual objects condensed by their master, Tongtian Jiaozhu, from the pure and turbid qi separated from chaos at the beginning of creation. They are also their signature treasures (acquired items are a bit low-level, so the setting needs to be changed).

Meanwhile, on the other side, Nezha had already rushed forward and swung his sword, slicing it across Wang Mo's neck. As a head flew up, Wang Mo, one of the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island, dissipated his cultivation into the world and died.

A primordial spirit rose up.

On the Qishan Conferred God Platform, Bai Jian waved the Hundred Spirits Banner, and immediately a mysterious force came to guide him.

"Nezha, you're not a martial artist..."

Wang Mo was unwilling to be defeated by a junior. Just as his primordial spirit was about to curse, he suddenly saw Nezha use his Samadhi True Fire to burn his physical body to ashes.

The Demon King's primordial spirit abruptly stopped speaking, shuddered, and hurriedly headed towards the place that was guiding him from the darkness.

Yuquan Mountain.

In front of Jinxia Cave.

Taiyi Zhenren rose from his reclining chair, straightened his clothes, and bowed towards Yuxu Palace: "This disciple has broken the vow of killing today!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Yu Ding clicked his tongue in admiration from the side: "If you're going to do something, do it thoroughly. Nezha has truly inherited his senior brother's skills."

Taiyi glanced at him and slowly sat down, saying, "I was wondering why you didn't give Ao Bing any magic weapons. Ha, what you throw away is what people don't want. How could you even think of that?"

Yu Ding said solemnly, "Senior brother, you have misunderstood me. This kid has clearly distorted my original meaning."

Taiyi asked, "What is your true intention?"

Yu Ding coughed and said, "It seems... about the same."

Taiyi chuckled coldly, no longer dwelling on the topic, and looked at Xiqi, saying, "Peaceful days won't last long. Before long, the situation will be beyond Ziya and the others' capabilities. Then it will be time for us to descend the mountain."

He looked at Yu Ding: "You'll be coming down the mountain too, won't you?"

He had previously needed Yu Ding's help after Yu Ding was robbed, but at some point, he found that Yu Ding was becoming more and more reliable.

In other words, no matter what happens, as long as Yu Ding is around, everyone can rest assured.

Yu Ding shook his head, neither confirming nor denying: "I don't know."

In fact, he has already passed through his tribulation.
However, strictly speaking, he was robbed before the three religions jointly discussed the Investiture of the Gods.

Therefore, he was also unsure of which way to go, and then there was the question of Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals.

There is a very important thing here, and that is that Old Zhao went down the mountain.

It was Zhao Gongming's descent from the mountain that led to Lu Ya's ambush, which also caused the Three Immortals of Sanxiao to set up the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation, and this formation ultimately brought disaster to the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu...

This is the chain reaction triggered by Zhao Gongming's descent from the mountain to commit calamity.

However, he was slightly unsure how to handle this matter...

As one of the few pure streams in the turbid Jie Sect, he truly felt sorry for Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals, and also didn't want the Old Taiyi and the others to suffer a calamity.

However, it is clear that Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals still have room for maneuver, but the calamity suffered by the Twelve Immortal Leaders is irreversible.

If there had been even the slightest chance to save them, their master, Yuanshi Tianzun, would never have stood idly by. But in the end, their master could only watch as the twelve immortal leaders met their doom.

That only proves that... even a sage couldn't change the fact that the Twelve Immortals suffered a calamity.

Although he comforted himself when he lost all his magical powers during the calamity, thinking that everyone would end up like him in the future, he was just a little earlier than expected.

His calamity may seem unlucky, but in reality, it was a stroke of luck, and he will be faster than his fellow disciples in the future.

Only now, after breaking through and rebuilding, does he realize how difficult it was.

If it weren't for all the planning and preparations the original 'he' had made, he probably wouldn't have had it so easy...

Can you tolerate this...? Yu Ding gave Taiyi Zhenren a deep look.

At this moment, Taiyi and the others seem to be able to view the fate of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island from an 'immortal's perspective' and offer their commentary. But those involved are often blinded by their own circumstances; little do they know that they too will one day become pawns in a game of chess.

Taiyi laughed and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yu Ding waved his hand and smiled: "It's nothing, I'm here for you!"

"Yang Sen is also dead."

Taiyi suddenly said, "You really know how to teach your disciples."

After witnessing Wang Mo's death and having their own magic weapon stolen by Ao Bing, Gao Youqian and Yang Sen no longer cared about their seniors' feelings and started fighting him two against one.

However, Ao Bing is different from Nezha. Nezha's combat power is half due to his magic weapons. Previously, when he encountered a celestial being like Wang Mo, who could disable magic weapons, he was immediately put at a disadvantage.

However, Yu Ding never gave his disciples any powerful magic weapons. All his disciples followed the path of becoming saints through physical cultivation, and their strength was earned through real battles, not magic weapons.

As far as he knew, there were quite a few celestial beings, demons, and immortals who had been defeated and killed by Ao Bing.

On the contrary, although the Four Saints of Kowloon Island are immortals and are skilled in various supernatural arts, how could they possibly win in close combat against such a warrior immortal?

Therefore, it wasn't long before Ao Bing easily killed Yang Sen.

Seeing that things were not going well, Gao Youqian turned and ran away on his spotted leopard. Ao Bing wanted to give chase, but Nezha reminded him to go find Jiang Ziya instead.

Yu Ding also rose and bowed formally towards Yu Xu Palace: "This disciple has broken the vow of killing today!"

Although I had paid homage at Yuxu Palace before, the timing was not right.

At this moment, he didn't care whether his tribulation was over or not. He had to go down the mountain, so he just had to follow the formation.

After Wang Mo died on the battlefield, Nezha retrieved his magic weapon and easily killed Zhang Guifang with the Qiankun Ring.

The morale of the Yin Shang army was already affected when Wang Mo and Yang Sen died.

Once Commander Zhang Guifang died, the army lost its leader and immediately collapsed, suffering a crushing defeat.

At this moment, on the distant horizon.

The Four-Faced Beasts carried Jiang Ziya as they raced through the sky. Behind them, a Taoist priest wearing a golden fish-tail crown, dressed in pale yellow robes, with a face like a red date, carrying a square mace, and riding a ferocious beast, was chasing after them with murderous intent.

"Senior brother, faster, faster..."

Jiang Ziya kept urging Si Bu Xiang, and when he looked back, his face was filled with fear.

Don't ask him why he's afraid. Who wouldn't be afraid if there's a murderous, fierce god behind him who's ready to kill you?
"What's so fast about it? If you're fast, what will happen to the seven deaths and three calamities that Master instructed you to endure..." Si Bu Xiang glanced speechlessly behind him, and saw that the Taoist priest and his mount behind him were really useless.

It only ran a little, and with so much water released, they couldn't catch up.

Li Xingba shouted, "Jiang Ziya, where do you think you're going? Stop right now and face your death!"

"You'll die even if you stop?"

Jiang Ziya couldn't help but turn his head and reply.

He was still using hand seals to gather his magic power and circulate his innate Qi to repair his injuries, but to his dismay, his senior brother Si Bu Xiang was running too bumpy.

Not only was his buttocks very uncomfortable, but the moment he tried to muster any magic power, it would be scattered by his senior brother, making it impossible for him to heal.

"Oh?"

Li Xingba was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "You dare to talk back!"

He raised his right hand, and a brilliant yellow light shone from his palm. He then unleashed the Earth-Splitting Pearl, which streaked across the void like a rainbow and struck straight at Jiang Ziya.

"Am I, Jiang Shang, truly going to die here today?"

As Jiang Ziya stared at the bead rushing towards him, time seemed to slow down. He sighed and thought of the past.

His life was full of misfortunes: his master died when he became his disciple, he failed to cultivate immortality, and his marriage was not harmonious... He spent his whole life in depression because he could not get what he wanted.

Later, thanks to meeting Senior Brother Yu Ding and Junior Brother Shen, he finally achieved everything he has today.

He hasn't yet repaid his senior brother Yu Ding for passing on his skills on behalf of their master...

He hasn't yet fulfilled his master's important mission...

He hasn't...

"How can I die here?"

Jiang Ziya's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he let out a low roar. His previously depressed spirit was suddenly revitalized, and his will to survive was ignited.

He suddenly leaped into the air and flipped backward, the long rainbow drawn out by the Earth-Splitting Pearl swept past beneath him, and then landed steadily behind the Four-Faced Beast.

The Four-Unlikes: "???"

Brother, you're half-dead, how do you have the strength to stand up?

Just now, it secretly adjusted its position in order to coordinate with Li Xingba's attack and ensure a fatal blow. As long as Jiang Ziya was hit, he would be killed instantly.

The result was... Brother, are you even going to die?!

Can we just stop this messing around and get this over with?

"Good guy!"

Li Xingba was also taken aback. The Earth-Splitting Pearl flew over and landed in his palm. He looked at Ling Feng standing behind the Four-Unlikes and then at the Earth-Splitting Pearl in his hand, his face showing disbelief.

Is this still the same Earth-Splitting Pearl that could knock down even a Golden Immortal?
A mortal... well, let's just say he's a Qi cultivator. Even if he hasn't become an immortal, isn't he still one bead per bead?
on the ground.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stood atop a mountain, watching two pairs of people race across the sky.

Jinzha remained silent for a moment before saying, "Master, aren't you going to save your uncle?"

Manjushri's lips twitched slightly: "Your uncle is destined to die today. I brought the elixir to save him, but he's like this... how can I save him?"

Jinzha opened his mouth, but seeing the figure rushing wildly in the sky, he could only silently shut his mouth.

I have to say, this senior apprentice's will to survive is incredibly strong!
admire!

"I'll fight you!"

Jiang Ziya stared at Li Xingba, who was relentlessly pursuing him, and suddenly spread his legs into a horse stance, channeling his inner energy into his hands. With a 'rip' sound, his clothes burst open, revealing a withered body that looked like tree bark.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ziya roared, enduring the tearing sensation caused by the flow of magical power through his injured internal organs and meridians, and his originally withered body began to swell.

"Ouch...that really hurts!"

Jinzha felt a chill run down his spine at the sight; the roar clearly indicated that it was in real pain.

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, standing nearby, was also taken aback, showing a look of surprise. Although he had never met this junior brother of Ziya, he had heard that he was extremely useless...

Li Xingba snorted coldly, raised his hand and released another pearl, which once again transformed into a long, dark yellow rainbow that streaked across the sky and struck Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya endured excruciating pain, his teeth nearly breaking, and finally gathered some magical power, ready to fight to the death, when suddenly the Four-Faced Beast cried out, "Watch out!"

Then, with a flick of its hind leg, it sent Jiang Ziya soaring high into the air.

Jiang Ziya: "???"

The magic power that had been gathered was dissipated again, and the gazes of the man and the beast met in the void.

One was filled with confusion, the other dared not meet his gaze...

Boom——

The rainbow formed by the Earth-Splitting Pearl ripped through the sky, this time striking Jiang Ziya with unerring accuracy, its intense divine light engulfing him entirely.

Jiang Ziya screamed and fell to the ground amidst smoke.

"Oh no, am I... going to die?"

Jiang Ziya stared blankly at the sky, the wind gently caressing him, and this time he could feel the life force draining from his body.

It's confirmed now...

That bastard Si Bu Xiang deliberately tricked him before, otherwise he would never have been injured like this, and he would not have had no chance to fight back.

It's a pity I can't give the gift I prepared for Senior Brother Yu Ding.

The master's important task cannot be completed either...

Is this my fate?
Jiang Ziya fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and died.

But he was really... so unwilling to accept it!