Some things, every time you see them, bring fresh insights. Nezha's cultivation now is far beyond what it was before, and he feels he has already grasped the true meaning of parts of the grand array. Yet after studying for a while, he gained new enlightenment again.

Time passed slowly, and another ten years went by. The increasingly powerful heartbeat inside Emperor Jiang suddenly stopped. Then, an organ like a large pouch took a deep breath, causing a gust of wind.

In a moment, the large pouch disappeared, and a big man lay naked in the Blood Pool. The freshly revived Emperor Jiang was clearly still in a state of shock, his memory lingering at the moment of perishing together with Taiyi.

A fierce space storm swept outward instinctively.

"Feathered bird, I, Laozi, with you..."

He didn't finish the sentence before he saw Nezha sitting by the Blood Pool, paused for a moment, and upon feeling the familiarity, his words stopped and turned into scratching the back of his head.

He asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Oh, mistook you for someone else. Where's that feathered bird Taiyi?"

"Dead."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiang felt a bit disoriented, somewhat joyful, yet also a bit regretful.

"Ah! Dead, huh? We won. Indeed, the Witch Clan is the strongest."

The words carried seventy percent pride and thirty percent melancholic regret, a tone hard to imagine coming from an Ancestor Witch.

"The Witch Clan didn't win either."

"Let's go. Many people are waiting for you."

The return of the Great Ancestor Witch Emperor Jiang excited the entire Witch Clan of the underworld's Pangu Realm. Even Xuanming, the big block of ice, had tears at the corner of his eyes, and Emperor Jiang learned about the aftermath of that battle from Xuanming.

The Witch Clan is fearless in battle, nor afraid of dying in combat. Yet the double loss in the end left Emperor Jiang a bit regretful. Never won against those two birdmen before, and won't get the chance anymore.

After finishing matters in the underworld, Nezha declined the warm embrace of the witches and was about to leave. He now needed to carefully plan his path to becoming a Saint.

After leaving the underworld, Nezha didn't directly open a space channel but said: "Daoist Friend Nether River, you are a senior, why hide in the shadows?"

Upon Nezha speaking, blood clouds roiled ahead, and Nether River, clad in a blood-colored Daoist robe, appeared holding a treasure sword. When Duobao was lecturing, he was the one causing trouble asking about the sword. Now Nezha sought to attain the Saint Position, how could he be content?

Nezha used to fear the Ancestor of Nether River, but now he wasn't. He smirked playfully and said: "Do you want to give it a try?"

Nether River raised his sword: "I used to be inferior to you, but that may not be the case now!"

He finished, mana surged into Yuan Tu, and reincarnation qi flowed, countless simulated versions of Nether River appeared, each raising a sword as well. These simulacra ranged from mortals to immortals, and some were not even human.

The strongest among them was evidently on the verge of the Three Corpses Combined, with over a dozen at the Realm of Two Corpses and even more in the One Corpse Realm.

By error comes invention. This is the ultimate sword Nether River Ancestor comprehended through 'Reverse Practicing Nine Yang Divine Skill.'

In reincarnation, one sees true nature; unscathed through myriad tribulations for one's True Self. This sword completely surpassed the Two Corpse True Saint level.

Nezha hadn't expected Nether River to be so defiant, just some idle remarks led him to realize something. He pulled out the God Slaying Spear and swung it at the oncoming Nether River.

The space separating the two underwent abrupt changes, altered by Nezha's great power, the 3D form of Nether River was twisted by space power into a 2D card figure.

Ancestor of Nether River cared not for his condition, his eyes only on the sword and Nezha.

Nezha noticed Nether River was swiftly overcoming his 2D state, so he raised his gun and stabbed towards the producer Nether River's head, a simple and straightforward thrust of pure slaughter and power.

The God Slaying Spear pierced through space, the spearhead pierced through Nether River's head ferociously as the Power of Silence erupted, and the accompanying Power Dao shattered all space.

The 2D Nether River along with his 'frame' completely vanished, a strike once based on bluff now truly slew Ancestor of Nether River.

Nezha extended his hand, and the Yuan Tu Divine Sword trying to cross space leapt directly into his grip.

"Ancestor of Nether River, with deficiencies in virtue, deep tainted by Blood Sea's hostility. Return to cultivate yourself properly; when your essence is pure-hearted, come seek this Yuan Tu Divine Sword from me again!"

Nezha's voice wasn't loud, but echoed throughout the Primordial world. His intention was not to show off, but to intimidate those harboring thoughts.

If you wish to play tricks, best weigh yourself against the Ancestor of Nether River!

Faced with restoring his body within Blood Sea, Nether River's expression was grim. It was understandable Nezha was stronger, but not being instantly defeated in two moves. You're not even a Saint, is the gap really that vast?

And what does it mean to lack virtue?

Blood Sea, this wretched place, has no virtues at all!

But regardless, lost his dignity and lost his companion spiritual treasure, Nether River was thoroughly docile, and those with some scheming thoughts quieted down too.

Regarding Ancestor of Nether River, in the Primordial world, he's been cursed in many ways, but never been called incompetent.

Nezha stood on site, sweeping his gaze, all immortals observing felt as if being glared at by Nezha, somewhat anxious.

Nezha finished all of this with satisfaction.

Satisfying!

After cultivating for so many years, finally it's my turn, Nezha, to show off!

Returning to the starry sky, spending time with several beloved companions, then refining the God Slaying Spear once more to increase power.

Then by chance, comprehended the magic core obtained earlier, not an ordinary magic core, but the Demon Core of Daoist Ancestor's Heart Demon, where Luo Hou's consciousness was once sealed inside. It holds immense reference value for Nezha,

Firstly, in the Demon Ancestor's method of Nurturing Three Demons, Daoist Ancestor's Three Corpses Cutting Method is to eliminate one's surplus emotions forming single entities to aid one's cultivation, making oneself align more closely with the Heavenly Dao.

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