I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 204 Emperor Donghua and Nezha’s Arrival

With the arrival of the young man in red, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, like a fully drawn bowstring, making people hold their breath.

There was a burning feeling of oppression in the air, like the scorching sun. The invisible power was like a huge wave, rushing towards us and shocking us.

The young man trembled the flaming spear in his hand slightly, and wherever the spear pointed, the heaven and earth seemed to stop.

The surrounding energy solidified instantly, and a powerful force spread silently, like the tide of the sea, irresistible and with nowhere to escape.

Under the cover of this divine power, even a top cultivator like Tian Yiming felt a palpitation in his heart, as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his head, making it difficult for him to calm down.

This is definitely not the momentum that an ordinary cultivator can display, but rather the majesty of gods that only exists in legends, like a raging thunder, sweeping across the heavens and the earth, looking down on all living beings.

Just as this pressure was sweeping across the entire venue like a violent storm, a thin, gaunt middle-aged man slowly walked into the hall.

His steps were neither fast nor slow, like the wind blowing through the woods, with an elusive aura.

The footsteps seem casual, but they have a momentum as steady as mountains and as deep as rivers and seas, peaceful and quiet.

There was an awe-inspiring calmness in his every move, the kind of composure that seemed to hold everything in the palm of one's hand while standing between heaven and earth, which made people unconsciously respect him.

The middle-aged man glanced around, and when he saw Tian Yiming, he immediately clasped his fists and smiled, his tone gentle and humble:
"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my friend has an impatient temper and barged in without notifying you, I hope you can forgive me."

His tone was as gentle as a spring breeze, yet his softness revealed a steadiness that could not be ignored.

His voice was like a spring breeze, gentle yet steady. His demeanor was like the top of a mountain overlooking the earth, or like the endless and quiet flow of a great river.

Although this middle-aged man has a friendly temperament, he has a kind of majesty that transcends the ordinary.

The person in front of him was none other than the legendary reincarnation of Emperor Donghua—Wang Xuanfu, the undisputed strongest man in the human world.

Upon seeing this, Tian Yiming immediately bowed with a respectful and solemn attitude:
"Junior greets Senior Emperor Donghua."

Wang Xuanfu smiled calmly, looking carefree:

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​there is no need to be so polite. I am just a mortal who has been reincarnated after experiencing a catastrophe. I am an equal to Mr. Xu Jing, the Heavenly Master of your sect. You and I can just call each other brothers."

Although he spoke modestly, Tian Yiming still did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

The four words "Emperor Donghua" are well-known in the cultivation world.

He is an ancient god, born and raised by nature, favored by heaven, and of an incomparably noble status.

Ever since Pangu created the world for the second time, there have been records about him in ancient books.

Legend has it that he died in the first war between gods, but made a backup plan before his death. He started reincarnation again at the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, and was reborn as the current Wang Xuanfu.

Although this powerful man is not a true god now, he has stood in the cultivation world for hundreds of years and is invincible, firmly at the top of the Tiangang List.

Even land immortals such as Lu Dongbin and Zhongli Quan were instructed by him and regarded him as their teacher and friend.

Tian Yiming straightened up slightly and a smile appeared on his face, as a response to Wang Xuanfu's friendly attitude.

But his gaze involuntarily shifted to the young man in red - the young man holding the gun seemed to possess some unspeakable mysterious power.

The flaming spear flickered slightly in the young man's hand. The flame at the tip of the spear was like a beating soul, emitting a light as bright as sunlight in the dim hall.

The light was both scorching and faintly carried an ancient and mysterious aura that made people feel daunted.

Tian Yiming's eyes met the boy's eyes, and his heart was shocked instantly.

Those eyes, blazing like flames, burned with endless fighting spirit and an unruly soul. They were as tenacious as flames, born to defy the will of heaven and earth.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a distant name flashed through his mind.

Tian Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly an extremely ancient name flashed through his mind.

His heart sank suddenly, his face changed drastically, his pupils shrank slightly, and an unconcealable shock and awe surged in his heart.

"Could this senior be... Nezha, the 'Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly' who swept through the demons in the second war between gods and was famous throughout the three realms?"

Upon hearing this, the young man in red raised the corners of his lips and revealed a defiant smile. There was a hint of sharpness in his smile, like a long sword that has not yet been unsheathed. Although the blade has not been exposed, it has already made people feel cold and feel the silent murderous intent.

He held the fire spear in one hand, turned his wrist slightly, and the moment the spear tip cut through the air, a blazing arc of flame bloomed.

The flames exploded like a scorching sun, with light and heat interweaving in the air, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the entire hall, as if the heaven and earth were about to burn.

Nezha raised his chin slightly, his eyes sharp and casual:
"Hey, does anyone still remember me? Not bad, I have quite a good eye."

His eyes swept across the flaming spear in his hand, and his tone was somewhat helpless:

"Unfortunately, my real body cannot descend for the time being. The passage between the spirit world and the human world has not yet been fully opened, and the rift is too small. I can only ask my master to cast a spell to send my projection here to help Emperor Donghua."

Even though it was just a projection, the divine power emanating from Nezha still swept through the entire venue like a torrent, causing everyone to hold their breath unconsciously.

Tian Yiming took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, bowed his hands, and said respectfully:
"The junior, Tian Yiming from Longhu Mountain, has met the great god of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly."

Nezha is a famous god of war in the Second War of Gods. He is decisive in killing and has a great record of achievements.

More than two thousand years ago, he had already entered the seventh realm of martial arts - the "Fighter" realm. Even now, even if it is just a projection, he shows the aura of a top Hunyuan Grandmaster, far surpassing Tian Yiming, a "Yangshen" powerhouse who is also in the sixth realm, and even compared with Donghua Emperor Wang Xuanfu, his momentum is not inferior.

The Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly is not only a legendary name, but also a symbol that spans the realm of gods and the human world.

His appearance means that the war between gods is on the verge of breaking out and the catastrophe may come at any time.

Nezha lowered his eyes and glanced casually across the faces of everyone in the hall.

His gaze swept through the woods like the wind, casually and frivolously, but everyone whose heart was passed by his gaze felt as if struck by invisible thunder and tightened slightly.

This is not mundane contempt, but the natural deterrence from the gods - he himself is an irresistible force, and his existence is oppression.

Finally, Nezha's gaze stopped on Li Qingyun.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked coldly:
"Who is this? A Nascent Soul cultivator is here to join in the fun?"

This was the first time that Li Qingyun faced a real god. Even though it was just a projection, the otherworldly divine power made his mind uneasy. The infinite immortal infant in his body was ready to move, almost ready to break out of his control at any time.

But he suppressed his inner shock, and maintained a calm smile on his face, bowing:

"Disciple Gao Ren'an, I have met the great god Nezha."

Tian Yiming immediately stepped forward and explained:

"This disciple is the future successor of my Longhu Mountain Daozi. He is pregnant with an infinite immortal infant. Although his cultivation is low, his potential is infinite. In this demon-slaying operation, Zhang Tianshi also wants him to accompany him for some experience."

Wang Xuanfu watched all this quietly, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, but not the slightest bit of surprise, as if he had long been accustomed to Nezha's temperament. He shook his head slightly, turned to look at Li Qingyun, and said in a gentle tone:

"Nezha is a very outspoken child, so please don't be offended, Mr. Gao. The Infinite Immortal Infant is a supreme seed of the Tao, and it is a rare blessing for Mr. Gao to have this. Right now is the time to use people, so it would be good for him to go down the mountain and gain some experience."

Wang Xuanfu's voice was as calm as flowing water, neither fast nor slow, but it had an unquestionable majesty. It naturally dispelled the intense sense of oppression in the hall, making everyone feel inexplicably at peace.

Then, he looked at Tian Yiming and changed the subject:
"We are not here today just to chat and reminisce. A catastrophe is coming, and we have to prepare for it."

His gaze seemed to penetrate the hall and fall on the distant and unpredictable future, his eyes were deep and calm.

“The rift in the spiritual world is rapidly expanding, and the fusion of the two worlds is inevitable and cannot be reversed.

"In the coming months, more demons and alien races will continue to pour into the human world. If we can't eliminate the evil spirits and set up defenses as soon as possible, this world will eventually fall into endless chaos."

His voice was low and powerful, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

Wang Xuanfu nodded slowly, his tone steady and firm:
“That’s why we have to plan ahead. This time, not only Nezha and I are here, but many ancient beings that have been silent for a long time are also about to awaken.

“The strong men in the human world, such as Mr. Xu Jing, Patriarch Chen Tuan, the Four Seas Dragon Kings… they will all appear in this calamity.

"At present, several powerful spiritual forces have slowly infiltrated the human world. Abnormalities continue to occur in places such as the Liao Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, the Western Xia Dynasty, and Dali. Old guys like us can't help but lose sight of one thing while focusing on another.

“Therefore, we decided to select a group of young monks from various major sects to join the demon-slaying team.

"They will grow and develop through the flames of war and be prepared to deal with future disasters."

Tian Yiming nodded deeply, his eyes firm:

"What the Emperor said is absolutely right. Protecting the human race and slaying all the evil spirits is our unshirkable responsibility at Longhu Mountain.

“To wipe out the evil spirits in Bianliang City this time, I sent Tianshi disciples Zhang Shouzhen and Zhang Mingyi to lead the team, with all the elite troops.

"But, I wonder what the origin of the evil spirit that appeared near Kaifeng Prefecture this time is?"

Wang Xuanfu looked solemn, his eyes as sharp as a knife:
"We have received news that traces of the 'Moon Demon' have appeared in Bianliang City.

“This is a rare monster, cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, active only at night, and relies on devouring the blood of monks to increase its strength.

“Right now, the Moon Demons that have infiltrated from the cracks in the Spirit World are still weak, at most at the fifth level.

"But once they are allowed to hunt freely, their promotion speed will be like wildfire, and it will be extremely difficult to contain. If we can't eradicate them as soon as possible, I'm afraid the entire Kaifeng City will become a bloody purgatory."

His voice was like the cold wind in winter, penetrating people's hearts. As soon as he finished speaking, the hall was silent, and everyone was shocked by this horrific prospect.

Wang Xuanfu cast his eyes towards Zhang Shouzhen and said solemnly:

"This task will be handed over to the two disciples of Heavenly Master, 'Divine Sword Immortal' Zhang Shouzhen and 'Five Thunder Immortal' Zhang Mingyi. I hope you will live up to the trust placed in you.

"I will send an avatar to accompany you, responsible for transmitting intelligence and ensuring that your communication with other teams is correct."

Zhang Shouzhen was startled when he heard this. He immediately clasped his fists and said in a resounding tone:
"Disciple will definitely go all out and live up to the mission!"

Wang Xuanfu nodded slightly, and his deep gaze swept over everyone in the hall one by one.

After a moment, he gently raised his hand, and a ray of green light escaped from his fingertips, quickly condensing into a clone in the air.

The clone's robe fluttered in the wind, his brows and eyes were dignified, and his aura was exactly the same as the original.

Wang Xuanfu said calmly:

"This avatar will accompany you, handle emergencies, and maintain communication with the teams."

After saying that, he looked up at Nezha and said calmly, "Let's go, we have other sects to contact."

Nezha shrugged, raised the corner of his mouth, and a hint of unruly smile flashed in his eyes:

"Then I'll leave this to these guys. I hope they can resolve the matter before the Moon Demon causes more trouble."

As the words fell, a ball of scorching fire rose up around Nezha, and the blazing flames engulfed his figure like a burning beast.

Wang Xuanfu and Nezha turned into light and shadow together, like two meteors that instantly streaked through the void and disappeared into the hall, leaving only a slight breeze passing by.

Tian Yiming's mind was focused, and without any hesitation, he immediately turned around and ordered Zhang Shouzhen:
"Go! Find Zhang Mingyi and Meng Jianfang right away. The situation is critical. You must leave immediately!"

Zhang Shouzhen knew the situation was urgent and did not dare to delay. He immediately activated his magic power, and his soul left his body, turning into a green light and traveling away as fast as lightning.

A moment later, a flash of lightning appeared outside the hall, and the air was filled with a breath of thunder.

Then, a tall figure stepped into the hall—it was none other than Zhang Mingyi, the Five Thunder Immortal who was at the top of the Earthly Fiends List.

His eyebrows were as sharp as knives, his eyes were like stars, and there was a faint flickering of purple lightning between his eyebrows, as if with just a thought from him, the five-colored divine thunder between heaven and earth would burst down into the world.

Zhang Mingyi bowed slightly, speaking in a steady tone:

"Uncle Tian, ​​you called me urgently, but is there something big going on?"

Tian Yiming nodded, looking serious:

"Traces of the Moon Demon have appeared in Bianliang City. This mission concerns the survival of the human race and cannot be missed. You must immediately get ready and go with your fellow apprentices to slay the demon!"

Zhang Mingyi's eyes were as heavy as thunder, and he nodded meticulously:
"understand!"

Tian Yiming then issued an order to mobilize the core disciples of the fifth realm, including Feng Yaqin's master, the talisman master Meng Jianfang, and Xuan Jingzi, who excelled in formations and medical skills.

After a moment, everyone quickly gathered, and the core and elite forces of Longhu Mountain came out and lined up neatly in front of Tian Yiming.

Tian Yiming's eyes swept across the crowd, finally landing on the young Gao Ren'an:
"Your trip is not only to slay demons, but also to gain experience and grow. Gao Ren'an is pregnant with the Immortal Infant, the future heir of the Daozi. You must take good care of him and never let him encounter any accidents."

Zhang Shouzhen nodded slightly and said solemnly:
"Please rest assured, uncle. We will do our best to protect him."

Meng Jianfang half-jokingly said:
"Ren'an, you are now the treasure of Feng Yaqin, so you must be careful. Otherwise, if your master blames you, I will be in big trouble."

Although her tone was somewhat joking, the concern in her eyes was extremely genuine.

Li Qingyun clasped his fists and saluted:
"Thank you all for your care, I will do my best and not hold you back."

Tian Yiming looked at everyone with satisfaction and gave the final order:
"set off!"

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(End of this chapter)