Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

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"Arrogant!!"

Upon hearing Wu Xian's words, Li Jing's face immediately darkened. He then waved the small black flag in his hand and ordered, "All generals, listen to my command! Capture the chosen one! Anyone who resists will be executed without consequence!"

"Here!!"

The response resounded through the sky, and then a dense mass of heavenly soldiers and generals arrived, leaving no place to hide in the heavens or on earth.

While powerful deities such as the Four Heavenly Kings and the Twenty-Eight Constellations did not launch an attack, they formed a great formation to seal off the void, clearly intending to trap the enemy like monkeys in a jar.

"Hehe! Interesting."

As Wu Xian watched the overwhelming horde of heavenly soldiers swarming towards him, he couldn't help but grin from ear to ear, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Since you're all so enthusiastic, I'll say hello too..."

As he spoke, Wu Xian's knees bent slightly, then he sprang up suddenly, transforming into a dazzling golden light that shot into the sky, surpassing the height of the Giant Spirit God in one fell swoop.

Immediately afterward, to Li Jing's astonishment, he raised his head and took a deep breath, his chest swelling up.

"Pretty, isn't she?!"

Wu Xian suddenly lowered his head, opened his mouth, and burst out a breath that had been building up for a long time.

The next second, a visible sonic wave suddenly spread out, causing the space within a hundred miles to boil like boiling water, almost shattering the golden light of the great array formed by the immortals and gods, and creating ripples.

The heavenly soldiers and generals who had rushed out in a rush felt their primordial spirits tremble and shake from the impact, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Moments later, when the sound waves dissipated, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers had lost their ability to move, leaving only their dull, empty armor, which fell continuously from the sky and were smashed to pieces.

Holy crap! That's incredible!

Pigsy below was dumbfounded. He knew that his nephew was highly skilled, not much less so than his senior brother, but the scene of him annihilating tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers with a single shout was simply too outrageous.

In fact, the reason why Wu Xian's attack was able to produce such a terrifying result was not entirely due to his powerful strength. More importantly, many of the ordinary heavenly soldiers in Black Myth were just makeshift teams pulled from the underworld to make up the numbers.

Most of these heavenly soldiers were cultivators in their previous lives, and because of their evil deeds, they should be punished in the underworld.

But the Heavenly Court intervened, taking their souls away to the Tushita Palace in the heavens. Then, using a secret technique, they attached their souls to armor, subjecting them to the torment of being cast in molten copper and iron. In doing so, they were reborn and were spared from reincarnation.

However, a dead soul is still a dead soul. As long as you use methods that target the soul, killing them is no more difficult than stepping on an ant.

For example, just now, Wu Xian used the ability of dual-wielding hands, combined with the technique of mental power, to launch a wide-range mental attack.

Normally, those who attain enlightenment through cultivation might only feel dizzy or have their minds shaken, but those pseudo-heavenly soldiers whose primordial spirits were inherently fragile were naturally unable to resist and were instantly annihilated by Wu Xiansheng's roar.

"Form a Heavenly Net Formation!!"

Upon seeing this, Li Jing, who was in charge of leading the army, became serious in an instant and ordered another attack. This time, the main attackers were replaced by even more powerful immortals and gods.

With Li Tianwang's command, the Twenty-Eight Constellations and the generals of the Thunder and Dipper Departments marched out together, spreading out the great formation and crashing down on Wu Xian's location.

In an instant, countless bolts of lightning flashed and struck Wu Xian wildly, followed by a bone-splitting gale that howled in and set the city ablaze with flames.

Seeing this, Wu Xian ignored it, enduring the raging thunder, fire, and gale that threatened to injure him, and continued to stroll leisurely toward the center of the formation.

"Hiss... What a terrifying body! It's impervious to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire!"

"Even the Great Sage of yesteryear was probably no more than this."

"Is it because he has collected all five roots, or does he have some other protective magic treasure?"

The immortals and gods who came to Flower Fruit Mountain this time were not the celestial soldiers and generals who were merely expendable resources. Many of them had participated in the great battle that raged in Heaven a thousand years ago and had fought against Sun Wukong. Even if they hadn't, they had witnessed his abilities.

Therefore, when they saw Wu Xian display his powerful abilities one after another, they couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated by a certain monkey, and even vaguely overlapped the two figures.

Holy crap! Ha!

"hateful!!"

Seeing that Wu Xian was indifferent to the attacks of the immortals and gods, Li Jing gritted his teeth, looked at the magic weapon "Third Son" beside him and the Four Heavenly Kings and other Heavenly generals, and ordered: "Nezha, go into battle, you all assist him in taking down this demon monkey."

Without realizing it, he even changed how he addressed Wu Xian, seemingly subconsciously treating him as Sun Wukong.

Upon hearing this, Nezha said nothing, but simply raised his hand and summoned the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) surrounding him, which shimmered with golden light and flew out as if it were alive, weaving into a net in mid-air to entangle and bind Wu Xian.

Seeing this, Wu Xian raised his eyebrows slightly and transformed into the appearance of a Chongming bird.

Taking advantage of its shrunken size, it easily evaded the restraints of the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), and then flew in mid-air in an "S" shape one moment and an "B" shape the next, without being touched even once, displaying extreme sarcasm.

Suddenly, Wu Xian, who had transformed into the Chongming Bird, accelerated and rushed into the Heavenly Army like lightning.

The smoke exploded, and he returned to his original form, wielding the Flying Dragon Staff, and struck the astonished Li Jing with a fierce blow.

"clang----!!!"

At the critical moment, Nezha stood in front of Li Jing, holding a fire-tipped spear that was very similar to Red Boy's, and blocked the blow that was not charged up.

Even so, Wu Xian's power was not something he could easily withstand.

His hands were instantly torn apart, his arm bones trembled slightly, and his expressionless face showed a slight fluctuation. If it weren't for the wind and fire wheels under his feet, he would have been pushed back at least dozens of steps.

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes, about to swing his staff again, when suddenly a clanging zither melody came from his ear, which transformed into a visible sonic blade that attacked him.

With a clang, the sharp blade struck Wu Xian and shattered into pieces, sending up dazzling sparks.

Although it did not cause any damage, it gave Nezha a chance to catch his breath. He immediately gathered the spiritual energy in his body, held the Fire-Tipped Spear, and charged towards Wu Xian.

Nezha, in his lotus incarnation, possesses exceptional regenerative abilities. The tiger's mouths on his hands have been completely healed. Furthermore, due to his extensive battle experience and numerous magical treasures, his threat level far surpasses that of Red Boy.

Wu Xian became slightly more serious and swung the Flying Dragon Staff at him.

Soon, two phantom figures, one red and one gold, tumbled and flickered in the void at an extremely fast speed. In just a few breaths, they exchanged attacks and defenses for over a hundred rounds.

The clash of sticks and spears created sparks and shockwaves.

In terms of martial arts alone, Nezha comes from a prestigious family and has accumulated over a thousand years of experience, making him far superior to ordinary Heavenly generals.

All things considered, in the entire Heavenly Court, only a handful of immortals and gods, such as Erlang Shen Yang Jian, could defeat him.

However, he was unlucky and ran into Wu Xian, who was a cheat code.

In addition to the three staff techniques in the game, he also had Wu Xian from Swallowed Star and multiple martial arts worlds help him practice. He combined the strengths of many schools and formed his own system, which made it difficult for Nezha to understand his routine. After only a hundred rounds, he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

As the pressure mounted, a flash of fire appeared in Nezha's indifferent eyes. Suddenly, he let out a long roar and transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being.

At the same time, holding the Hun Tian Ling, Qian Kun Quan, Huo Jian Qiang, Zhan Yao Jian, Kan Yao Dao, and Jiang Yao Chu in his hands, he resembled a fiery red cloud, instantly reversing the tide of the battle and once again fighting Wu Xian to a standstill.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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