I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

King Qin Guang shouted angrily, and the ghost messengers looked at each other, none of them able to give a reason!

Looking at the Book of Life and Death, which had been altered beyond recognition, King Qin Guang's face turned ashen. He knew that this matter was no small thing and was beyond his ability to handle.

A ghost messenger spoke up.

"King Yama, why don't we report this to the Heavenly Court...?"

Before he could finish speaking, King Qin Guang slapped him so hard that his head spun around his neck three times.

"You scoundrel! The identity of the perpetrator has not yet been determined. If the Heavenly Court holds you accountable, are you going to take the blame?"

The ghost messenger covered his face and dared not utter a sound.

King Qin Guang said in a deep voice to one of his trusted ghost messengers.

"Quickly go to Cuiyun Palace and report to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, explaining that there has been a change in the netherworld, that the Book of Life and Death has been tampered with, and begging the Bodhisattva for mercy to use the power of the Divine Listening Beast to investigate the truth!"

The ghost messenger cupped his hands in greeting.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has gone to Heaven to report on his duties. One day in Heaven is equivalent to one year on Earth, and he probably won't be able to return for some time!"

King Qin Guang surveyed his surroundings and said in a deep voice.

"What happened today is between you and me. Until we find out who did it, you are all suspects. If this gets out, I'll make you take the fall!"

"No, no, I will definitely keep my mouth shut!"

The numerous ghost messengers bowed repeatedly, trembling as if they were wooden chickens!

The Black and White Impermanence watched from the sidelines, inwardly sneering.

"Hmph, as expected, King Qin Guang has a habit of using others as scapegoats. Whether that furnace of Nine-Turn Purple Gold Pills is real or fake is still debatable..."

It was Sun Wukong who secretly altered the Book of Life and Death, planting the seeds of a colossal disaster. Ning Chen had repeatedly warned him, but he had overlooked the Book of Life and Death in the Underworld.

Ning Chen assumed that since the monkey had eaten the peaches of immortality nine thousand years ago, it would naturally not go to the Netherworld, and subconsciously forgot about it.

But this was all destined.

With the monkey's fearless nature, complete ignorance of the Heavenly Court's laws, and the extraordinary abilities it possesses, it's only a matter of time before it makes a mistake!

........

Ning Chen and Nezha led the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, riding on auspicious clouds, and flew all the way to the depths of Julu Continent in the north.

As we approached the target area, a pungent, rotten smell filled the air, making us want to vomit.

Upon reaching the vicinity of their destination, the scene below became even more horrifying.

All that could be seen were the rolling mountains and valleys shrouded in a thick, inky black-green poisonous fog.

The poisonous fog billowed and billowed, blotting out the sun and completely blocking out sunlight, forming a deathly, shadowy realm.

The poisonous fog lingered and covered a vast area, exuding a chilling aura of death.

At the edge of the fog, vegetation withered, and rocks were eroded into pits and craters, creating a scene of scorched earth.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, all life had long since ceased, and birds and beasts had vanished!

High above the outer edge of the poisonous fog, auspicious clouds swirled and banners fluttered, marking the presence of the Heavenly Court's garrison sent to suppress the demons.

This was a regular army, their camp heavily fortified and their armor gleaming, a stark contrast to the filthy, poisonous fog below.

Nezha descended from the clouds, carrying Ning Chen, and flew straight towards the central army camp.

The heavenly soldiers guarding the camp recognized the Third Prince and dared not stop him, so they quickly reported it to the higher authorities.

Inside the tent, a divine general stood with his back to the tent door, gazing at the billowing poisonous fog below, his hands clasped behind his back.

He was exceptionally tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a thick back. Standing there, he resembled an iron tower, exuding an imposing and majestic aura.

Sensing the arrival of Nezha and Ning Chen, he slowly turned around.

Ning Chen looked up and saw that this divine general was handsome, with a face like jade, a full forehead, a straight nose and a square mouth.

He wore a bright silver phoenix helmet, a suit of chainmail with gold, a black battle robe underneath, a dragon belt around his waist, and lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes.

He was born with a majestic and imposing presence, possessing the dignified air of a high-ranking general in the Heavenly Court!

What made Ning Chen's pupils shrink even more was that not far from the divine general, on a weapon rack, there was a long-handled weapon with divine light and a chilling aura leaning against it.

This weapon has nine jade-like teeth and double golden rings. If Ning Chen is not mistaken, this weapon should be called the Nine-Toothed Rake!

Could this be a god...? Ning Chen's mind raced.

Sure enough, Nezha stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting to the divine general.

"Marshal Tianpeng, Nezha has been ordered to lead his troops to assist in the battle! How is the battle progressing?"

The divine general known as Marshal Tianpeng showed little joy on his face. Instead, he frowned, sighed heavily, and his deep voice carried a clear sense of helplessness.

"Alas! Third Prince, it's difficult! Difficult! So difficult!"

He pointed to the overwhelming poisonous fog outside the tent, his tone heavy.

"These two demons are exceptionally cunning. Knowing the strength of our army, they retreated to the deepest part of the poisonous fog, relying on the treacherous terrain to hold their ground. The poisonous fog is so potent that anything touched by it melts instantly, making it impossible for ordinary heavenly soldiers to approach. We also attempted a direct assault, suffering considerable losses, but we couldn't even find the entrance to their cave!"

Nezha raised an eyebrow.

"Why not ask the Wind Goddess to come and help disperse this poisonous fog..."

Marshal Tianpeng shook his head, his face showing even greater worry.

"I also considered this plan. I petitioned the Heavenly Court and asked the Wind Goddess and Rain Master for help in trying to disperse the poisonous fog. However, the poisonous gas was of unknown origin and extremely stagnant. The Wind Goddess stirred up divine winds, causing the mountains to shake and the earth to tremble, but it could only cause the edges to churn slightly. The core area remained as thick as ever and could not be dispersed at all!"

He shrugged and looked at Nezha.

"My soldiers have been trapped here for a long time, trying every method, but all have been in vain. We really... have no better options!"

Marshal Tianpeng's gaze fell on Nezha.

"Now that the Third Prince has personally arrived, he must possess great supernatural powers and surely have a good plan to defeat the enemy? This heavy responsibility of the Heavenly Court will likely have to fall on the Third Prince's shoulders this time. I implore the Third Prince to lend me his assistance in subduing the demons!"

Forehead.....

For a moment, Nezha was at a loss and secretly glanced at Ning Chen.

Ning Chen composed himself, cupped his hands, and asked:

"May I ask Marshal Tianpeng, where is the mountain god of this place? Perhaps you can inquire about the true nature and path of the demon cave?"

Upon hearing this, Marshal Tianpeng's once handsome face suddenly showed a hint of confusion, but he waved his hand dismissively:

"The mountain god? I haven't seen him! Perhaps that demon was too ferocious and was captured long ago, or perhaps he was too scared to speak and has gone into hiding!"

Ning Chen frowned slightly. They hadn't even seen the mountain god of this place, yet they were rashly starting a war?

He pressed further:

"Does the Marshal know the level of cultivation of these two demons? And how many lesser demons reside in their cave?"

Marshal Tianpeng was taken aback by the question, his eyes darting around, and he stammered.

"Well, that poisonous fog is potent and difficult to probe... I suppose... they're just some insignificant beasts, not many in number. We'll know once the main army storms in!"

Ning Chen patiently asked again.

"The exact location and internal structure of that demon cave..."

"oops!"

Marshal Tianpeng was annoyed by Ning Chen's question and interrupted him gruffly.

He frowned, his thick eyebrows furrowing, and asked impatiently.

"You insolent fellow, asking all sorts of questions! Third Prince, who is this person? This is a military stronghold; how dare you, a mere novice, inquire about military secrets?"