By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Is Chapter 210 coming to an end?
[Ding! The divine assistance period ends in 1 minute. The system is now officially entering the settlement countdown.]

[Countdown: 60, 59, 58…]

Yang Jian paused in his clenched fist, then looked up at the sky as if sensing something.

That's the direction they'll go to in the lower realm.

It seems... it's almost time.

The evil god who guarded this place has died and vanished.

With the big trouble over, Wenmiao should be able to handle the remaining minor troublemakers on his own.

Thinking of this, a smile slowly bloomed on Yang Jian's face. He turned to look at Wen Miao and said softly:
“I sense that we are about to return to the Heavenly Court. Wenmiao, I’m leaving the rest to you.”

"And me! And me!"

Huang Tianhua also sensed that he was about to leave.

He strode briskly away from the chaotic battlefield, carrying his twin hammers, and smacked his lips, his tone suggesting he hadn't had enough:
"Wenmiao, if there's ever another opportunity to go to the battlefield and fight, remember to call me! I wasn't done fighting yet! Hmm... you can call me anytime!"

Lei Zhenzi folded his wings, silently stepped forward, gave Wen Miao a reassuring look, and solemnly said:

"Take care of yourself."

These two short words, however, are filled with Lei Zhenzi's most sincere and pure wishes—

Just be safe.

We'll be waiting for you in Heaven.

Nezha crossed his arms and was the last to walk over, letting out a reluctant hum.
"The next batch of gods to come and help will include Hou Yi."

He still remembered Wen Miao's wish that Hou Yi would come to help in the battle.

Although he thought Hou Yi was somewhat weak, since Wen Miao wanted him to come, then let him come.

"Ahem!" Huang Tianhua coughed twice, then immediately leaned over and added in a serious tone:
"Actually, I can also fight alongside Hou Yi!"

Yang Jian sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Tianhua, you've already come once, but Wenqu Xingjun and the others won't agree!"

The gods of Heaven: "That's right!"

"but…"

Yang Jian looked at Wen Miao and said, "If you have any gods you would like to invite, you can tell me now, and I will go back and tell the gods of Heaven."

"Anything is fine! I believe in your abilities!" Wen Miao was moved to tears. Her own god was the best!
Look, the war hasn't even started yet!

There's no guarantee there won't be any more dangers, as her ancestors have already told her to choose the next batch of deities she wants to invite!
What's the difference between this and the guaranteed 100% pull rate of the chosen gacha pool?!

[Countdown: 30, 29, 28…]

The system's countdown brought Wen Miao back to reality from her reverie.

The time for parting is drawing ever closer.

Wen Miao's gaze swept back and forth between Nezha, Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, and Huang Tianhua, before she finally remarked with a sigh:

"Hey, don't worry about me. The four of you should be happy every day. Making the most of your time in Heaven is the most important thing! If you get bored, just send me a message using the gift exchange feature!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha and the others were speechless.

Is it an illusion?

Why does Wen Miao look at them with such a strange... relieved feeling?
What the hell!
Before leaving, Nezha haphazardly tore off the Hun Tian Ling draped around his waist and threw it into Wen Miao's arms.

Instantly, the fragrance of lotus blossoms filled the air.

"Nezha, I don't need the Hun Tian Ling for defense anymore..." Wen Miao held the Hun Tian Ling with a bewildered expression, feeling the red silk in her hands was a little hot.

The war between the gods is almost over, and there's hardly any danger here. There's absolutely no need for her to carry the Hun Tian Ling!
Thinking this, Wen Miao quickly returned the Hun Tian Ling to Nezha.

"Stop nagging! Just take it!" Nezha glared at Wen Miao with a stern face, but his words weren't harsh at all; instead, they sounded like he was throwing a tantrum.
"What? In your eyes, my Hun Tian Ling is not as reliable as the Somersault Cloud?"

Wen Miao broke out in a cold sweat.

She's innocent! She didn't mean that!
and also!

She felt as if the Great Sage's somersault cloud was a keyword; if you touched it, Nezha would burst into flames.

Huang Tianhua pulled Lei Zhenzi aside and whispered to him:
"So the Universe Ring really was given to me by Nezha himself..."

Lei Zhenzi's lips twitched. "You're only just realizing that?"

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, then advised, "Although the divine war is about to end, just in case, you should still take it. The Hun Tian Ling is quite spiritual and can protect you on your journey." "Then thank you, Great God!" Since Nezha and Yang Jian both said so, Wen Miao immediately accepted the Hun Tian Ling with gratitude.

Nezha's expression softened slightly.

The next moment, the system's countdown reached "1".

[Ding, the divine assistance period has ended.]

As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of Nezha, Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, and Huang Tianhua disappeared one after another.

From afar, Wen Miao seemed to hear Huang Tianhua and Nezha talking:

"Nezha, Nezha, Second Brother is going to beat up Tu Xingsun later, do you want to go with him?"

"That's boring. He didn't even say you have a slim waist!"

"Speaking of which, is it really as detailed as Tu Xingsun described? I'm so curious, why don't we go and ask him in detail..."

"…Alright."

Upon hearing this, Wen Miao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

So they're really going to beat someone up?
It seems that daily life in Heaven is quite lively!

"Respectfully seeing off the four divine beings!"

On the other side, Jiang Yu and the others quickly bowed to the spot where Nezha and the others had just stood, their tone full of respect.

After seeing the deity off, the group helped each other straighten up, then smiled at each other.

Though the gods have departed, hope remains!
Jiang Yu was the first to lift the tattered sledgehammer and shout excitedly:
"Brothers and sisters, kill them!"

"Hold on a little longer, and if we completely wipe out the remaining evil creatures, we will win!"

All the examinees launched a final assault on the remaining evil spirits around them, desperately mobilizing the remaining divine power within their bodies.

Without the evil god in charge, and with the overwhelming number of the attacking army, the evil race was routed by the examinees, suffering crushing defeats and being shot in the head before they even had a chance to fight back.

In an instant, golden light and thunder roared in mid-air, and thousands of swords flew across the sky, colliding and striking each other fiercely!
Outside the examination hall, there was also a scene of joyous celebration.

[Great! At this rate, we'll be winning this battle of gods very soon!]

[Waaaaah, it's been so tough! It's finally almost over!]

[Go for it, everyone! Let's do our best!]

A short while later, the last evil seed was killed by Wen Miao with a single spear thrust.

With the death of the last evil species, the ownership of the Northern battlefield was decided.

[Beep, the Northern Frontier battleground has reached 100% capture progress!]

Congratulations to all test takers for successfully capturing the Northern Battlefield!

However, after the evil seed was completely eradicated, what awaited everyone was not a victory in the war of gods.

"Boom boom boom——!"

what sound?
Before Wen Miao could put away her gun, her ears twitched, and when she looked up, she was horrified to see strange noises coming from the northwest.

The earth trembled, and the mountains roared.

It felt like the end of the world, as if the world had collapsed.

All paths are about to collapse, and the clear and the turbid are in chaos.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in shock:

"What is that? The sky is about to crack?!"

This strange feeling…

Wei Ning's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty. He clenched his fists and stared intently at the respawn point closest to the Northern Territory.

There, red and blue divine lights flashed wildly, making people's hearts race.

It was as if some kind of energy was about to approach a critical value, and finally it exploded out of control.

Wen Miao's heart suddenly started pounding wildly.

Something seems to have come loose...

(End of this chapter)