Chapter 315 - 271: Who Said I Was Going to Kill Your Parents? (Part 2)
"As for who is the unlucky one to stay behind at Chentang Pass, you commanders decide by a coin toss."
The Octopus General and Shark Commander exchanged a glance, suddenly understanding, and bowed simultaneously.
"Yes, great king!"
Led by the Octopus and Shark, the Sea Race army surged out of the "spatial rift," instantly enclosing Chentang Pass in a watertight siege, forming a standoff with the guards inside the city.
The flames of war were on the verge of igniting.
Ao Run slowly swam out from the spatial rift, stopping beside Shen Gongbao and asked in a low voice, "Daoist Shen, what is the situation? Is there any news of my nephew?"
Shen Gongbao stood with his hands behind his back, slightly shook his head: "It is still unclear. Chentang Pass is well-prepared. My senior brother Taiyi True Master, Li Jing, and these mortal armies make me reluctant to act rashly."
He had already come to terms with Ao Bing facing grave odds.
The Celestial Venerable’s tribulation, with its formidable power, was hard to withstand even for a "Golden Immortal." Moreover, if others intervene in the celestial tribulation, the power of lightning multiplies instantly.
The tribulation of cultivation can only be borne alone, especially since that demon pill is rejected by heaven and earth.
And his foolish apprentice Ao Bing, actually dared to break into the celestial tribulation... Even for someone of his Golden Immortal Cultivation, entering rashly would reduce him to ashes in an instant. That’s why he returned to the Dragon Race for backup.
In the time it took to go back and forth, the celestial tribulation had dissipated, and he could no longer sense the Dragon Race aura of Ao Bing.
On the city wall of Chentang Pass, Li Jing’s face was grave, muttering to himself: "Dragon Race Dragon King..."
He had guarded Chentang Pass for many years and was well aware of the Dragon Race’s innate power, knowing now was not the time to battle. So he used his magical power to loudly shout:
"Dragon King! Ao Bing is not dead!"
Upon hearing this, Ao Run was pleasantly surprised, looking towards Li Jing: "Really?"
Beside Li Jing was a female general, holding a long sword, pointing toward Chentang Pass, and said loudly:
"Absolutely! Immortal Taiyi is currently restructuring Ao Bing’s flesh body! We ask the Dragon King to wait for one incense stick time, we will return Ao Bing to the Dragon Race, whole and intact!"
Ao Run scanned Chentang Pass with her Primordial Spirit but did not sense any aura of "nephew Ao Bing." She looked up at the slowly rising pale blue circular light barrier above Chentang Pass, frowning slightly:
"Immortal barrier?"
Her form moved, heading toward the barrier. No matter what, she had to first ensure her nephew’s safety.
Shen Gongbao, Li Jing, and Lady Yin followed closely.
Within the pale blue light barrier, a seven-colored lotus in the water tightly enveloped a red sphere of light, with a sparkling water ball floating above the lotus. Inside the water ball was a handsome young man with dragon horns, eyes closed, and a faint glow surrounding him.
On the shore, a round figure with a broad head and large ears sat cross-legged, holding a duster, intensely focused on protection. This was Taiyi True Master, although donned in a Daoist Robe, he had a distinctly Buddhist appearance that set him apart from ordinary Daoists.
Just then, the young man with dragon horns seemed to sense something and opened his eyes. Looking up, he saw a blue True Dragon swimming toward him, followed by Shen Gongbao, Li Jing, and Lady Yin.
"Master, Aunt!" The young man’s voice was filled with excitement and joy.
"Ao Bing!!"
Seeing this, Ao Run’s hanging heart finally settled. She slowly swam closer, delicately touching the pale blue light barrier with her dragon claw.
The vast aura of the celestial tribulation once swept from Chentang Pass to the depths of Purgatory in the East Sea Dragon Palace, causing heaven and earth to tremble. Under such heavenly might, Ao Bing actually survived...
Indeed the Celestial Mandate of the Dragon Race!
"As long as you’re alright."
Seeing Ao Bing safe and sound, Shen Gongbao’s face was elated, his heart flashing to Dragon King Ning Xunqiu’s resolute words: Celestial Derivation Volume forty-nine, one is missing.
"Junior Brother, haha, I saved your apprentice... "
Taiyi True Master remained seated cross-legged, the duster lightly draped around his arm, his hefty figure as stable as a mountain. He merely lifted his gaze slightly, looking at Ao Run and Shen Gongbao, his face showing a simple and honest smile, but with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
Taiyi True Master knew full well, Junior Brother Shen Gongbao’s cultivation was just about equal to his own, and even with full effort, they couldn’t break the "Barrier Beast" of the Jade Void Palace’s Treasure Vault in a short time.
But that "West Sea Dragon King" next to them was different.
The Dragon Race’s innate talents are extraordinary, a Dragon Race of the same level can face three Golden Immortals without magical treasures, unmatched by the Human Race and other races.
The Human Race excels in techniques and magical treasures but lacks in strength!
If the Dragon King’s breath were unleashed, this "Barrier Beast" could last at most three seconds.
"Oh... My apprentice has not died, must be the one next to him, Nezha."
Shen Gongbao slightly squinted, his gaze drifting between Nezha within the Seven-Colored Treasure Lotus and Taiyi True Master, jealousy in his heart, this kind of treasure is one of the finest in the "Jade Void Treasure Vault," Taiyi’s merits far from matching his, yet he can freely use them.
Master, favoritism indeed.
With this thought, looking again at the touch of red on Nezha, the depths of his eyes revealed a hint of crimson.
Kill.
Kill.
An unnamable fury rose in his heart.
Li Jing stood to the side, sensing the tense atmosphere, cupped his hands, and said: "Daoist Shen, Dragon King, since Ao Bing is unharmed now, could we retreat the troops?"
"Retreat, retreat, retreat the troops..." Shen Gongbao heard this and slightly curled up his lips.
"Daoist, how noble of you!" Li Jing and Lady Yin relaxed their expressions, clasping their fists in salute.
"Retreat the troops?"
Shen Gongbao revealed a meaningful smile, looking down at Nezha with a glint in his eyes: "Li, Li Jing, since you have already discovered my plan with the Dragon Race, I cannot allow you to live!"
Ao Bing’s expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Master, Aunt, Immortal Taiyi has already reshaped my flesh. Let’s retreat the troops and end this matter here."
Shen Gongbao sneered: "End it? They have learned what they should not know; today they must die!"
He turned his head towards Ao Run, with a trace of fierceness in his eyes: "Dragon King, inside the Seven-Colored Treasure Lotus is likely Nezha. As long as we eliminate Nezha and slaughter Chentang Pass, no one will know about the matter between me and the Dragon Race!"
"The opportunity must not be lost!"
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Gongbao’s Thunder God Whip in his hand suddenly rose, each strike fiercely bombarding the barrier, causing it to tremble and flicker under the fierce assault.
"Stop!"
Li Jing and Lady Yin saw this, their faces changed dramatically, and both rushed forward with swords to stop Shen Gongbao.
Boom!
Ao Run weighed the pros and cons in his heart and then abruptly opened his dragon’s mouth, a blue breath like a raging tide rushed towards the barrier, causing it to violently tremble and rapidly dim.
After three breaths, the barrier could no longer hold, and with a crack, it shattered into pieces!
The blue breath, with its momentum unchecked, went straight towards the newly formed center of the lotus where Nezha was.
Seeing this, Ao Bing’s face changed drastically, and he suddenly got up and rushed out of the water ball that enveloped him. His newly reshaped body was not yet fully stable, but he did not hesitate to stand in front of Nezha, forcibly withstanding the blue breath.
Bang!
But the backlash from the collision was too strong; cracks began to appear on his body, and his flesh was on the brink of shattering at any moment.
"Their progression is so fast..."
At this moment, Ning Xunqiu suddenly opened his eyes, and in his Primordial Spirit, the replica of the Celestial Derivation Volume "Demon Ball Nezha" began to slowly reveal its script.
His Primordial Spirit emerged, leaving the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Soldiers, sensing the aura of "Little Sister."
Rumble!
In an instant, the world changed color, winds and clouds gathered, and an immense, boundless pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire scene.
"This!"
Taoyi True Master was shocked, and Li Jing, Lady Yin, unable to move, their faces filled with terror, their gaze fixed on the place where Ao Bing was.
A man with silver hair like snow, with dragon horns atop his head and clad in Dragon Scale Armor, had appeared in front of Nezha and Ao Bing. The breath of the West Sea Dragon King scattered like smoke in his hands without a trace.
Ao Bing looked at the tall and broad back before him, feeling a sense of reliance, slightly relaxing his tense nerves, and softly called: "Father!"
Ning Xunqiu turned around, his gaze falling on Ao Bing. Seeing his well-crafted body almost shattered, he frowned slightly.
"It’s alright now."
He raised his hand, a stream of light flew out from his palm, the gentle glow enveloping Ao Bing, stabilizing his disintegrating body, the cracks gradually stopped spreading.
Then, his gaze swept over Taoyi True Master, Li Jing, Lady Yin, and then coldly glanced at Shen Gongbao and Ao Run beside them, his demeanor imposing without anger.
"Do you realize your mistake?"
Nezha’s heart tightened, feeling the pressure emanating from Ning Xunqiu, much like facing that celestial tribulation, suffocating.
"Dragon King, I won’t let you kill my parents!!"
He roared angrily, forcibly breaking away from the Seven-Colored Treasure Lotus, his small body flashed, without hesitation opening his arms, blocking in front of Li Jing and Lady Yin, looking up nervously at Ning Xunqiu.
Hearing this, Ning Xunqiu was slightly taken aback, and then showed a gentle smile, speaking in a calm tone:
"Who said I was going to kill your parents?"
"Huh?!"
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