One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 811 Leaving the Heavenly Court
Huang Feng smeared wildly on the ruins of Dongtianmen, layering it over and over on the blank canvas.

The six brothers of Meishan were also buried by the sandstorm, and they lost their traces of each other.

The East Heavenly Gate was transformed into a thick, yellow world, chaotic like a chicken egg, where those inside could not see clearly outside, and those outside could not see clearly inside.

But amidst the yellow wind, there was also a glimmer of five-colored divine light, swaying in the wind, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, sometimes large, sometimes small, but it would never be extinguished.

The Samadhi Divine Wind can blow sand and stones, shake the grotto, destroy the Dharma form and the external manifestation, and also cover the sky with yellow sand.

Even Sun Wukong's fiery eyes couldn't see through the situation inside the Samadhi Divine Wind.

The Samadhi Divine Wind is incredibly powerful, but it has a fatal flaw.

It fears the Wind-Fixing Pearl; as long as the Wind-Fixing Pearl is present, it can completely suppress the Samadhi Divine Wind.

Therefore, Hu Xiuwu did not regard it as a trump card to deal with Da Luo, and did not care about showing it in the Heavenly Court.

The Samadhi Divine Wind enveloped Erlang Shen. The wind originated from the Xun position and then, with a spiritual quality, returned to the Xun position like a dragon wagging its tail, forming a large tornado in the original location.

A wind formation naturally formed, but unfortunately, the East Heavenly Gate is now as open as a wilderness. Otherwise, the yellow wind would have gathered in the corridors and palaces, and its power and duration of gathering would have been even longer.

Erlang Shen urged the Lotus Lantern with all his might, lifting the wick, and used the extravagant lamp oil as if it were dirt.

The five-colored divine light of the Lotus Lantern illuminates a wider area and dispels the Samadhi Divine Wind at a faster speed.

Erlang Shen's three-headed, six-armed form had dissipated. He had indeed been injured by the Samadhi Divine Wind, so he simply stopped maintaining the three-headed, six-armed form.

He simply gripped the axe tightly with both hands, his three eyes fixed on the swirling yellow sand, constantly watching for any terrifying opponent that might rush out from behind the yellow wind.

But as he stood ready, the thick yellow wind quietly dissipated.

Ok?
Erlang Shen opened his third eye between his eyebrows, shooting out divine light that illuminated the entire area.

But to my eyes, it was empty.

Hu Xiuwu is gone, along with all his avatars.

It was like a mirage; once the wind died down, it disappeared.

Erlang Shen lowered his axe, and Xiaotianquan jumped to his side, wagging its tail and gently rubbing its head against Erlang Shen's waist.

The six brothers of Meishan were all wounded, with snakes losing scales, pigs breaking tusks, and oxen missing horns. They were stunned when they discovered that the ferocious enemy had suddenly disappeared. After a moment of shock, they transformed into human form and stood behind Erlang Shen.

Erlang Shen gently stroked the dog's head and asked, "Can you smell that person's scent?"

The Celestial Hound raised its head high, its nose twitching, and unleashed its supernatural powers:
The universe is boundless, a journey of ten thousand miles!
I could smell the aroma from the top three layers and the bottom three layers.

Smelly, fragrant, strange, wonderful, bitter medicinal scents, sweet floral aromas, the metallic smell of celestial soldiers and generals, the heavenly fragrance of rouge emanating from goddesses and celestial maidens…
The myriad scents of the Thirty-Six Heavens were all detected by the Celestial Hound.

However, even though the greyhound Xiaotian sniffed carefully and tried to distinguish it, it could not detect the scent of a spring forest burgeoning on Hu Xiuwu's Chunzi sword.

"Woo~"

The celestial dog let out a low growl at Erlang Shen, reporting what it had discovered to its master.

Erlang Shen and his celestial hound had an uncanny understanding; he could even understand the hound's canine language. His hand, which was stroking the dog's head, paused, and he said in surprise:
"Who are you saying is missing?"

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"Nezha!"

In the Drunken Realm of the Fourth Level of the Innate Demon Refining Tower, Lady Yin softly called out to Nezha. Not only Nezha had come to the Innate Demon Refining Tower, but also his mother, Lady Yin, and his biological sister, Li Zhenying.

Nezha surveyed the scenic Drunken Realm and, quite satisfied, replied, "Mother, what do you think?"

Li Zhenying, who looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl, tugged at her mother's clothes, curiously observing the novel sights she had never seen before, while also feeling a little afraid of the unknown.
"Mother? Why are we here?"

Madam Yin put her arm around Li Zhenying without answering.

Nezha answered the little sister's question: "The Heavenly Court is no longer reliable. We must find our own way out."

He didn't say anything else, for fear of scaring Lee Jung-young.

However, he had already told his mother, Lady Yin, the truth, otherwise Lady Yin would not have come out with Nezha.

Nezha was already dissatisfied with the Heavenly Court and was known as a rebellious and unruly figure there. After Sun Wukong's death, Nezha became even more disappointed with the Heavenly Court.

Nezha has discovered the truth behind the disappearance of Mao Ri Xingjun. He was a colleague of the Heavenly Court. How could the Heavenly Court turn against its own people!
In order to obtain more spiritual energy and maintain their lifespan and rule.

If the reserves of spiritual essence decrease further, who knows what other outrageous things the Heavenly Court might do.

Will the Queen Mother of the West take action against her colleagues in Heaven?

Nezha was even more worried that his mother and sister would meet with misfortune. He also knew himself well; he had often offended his colleagues and was easily targeted.

Moreover, Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, was dead, and the Linglong Pagoda that restrained him was destroyed by Hu Xiuwu.

Therefore, taking advantage of Hu Xiuwu's rampage in Heaven, and after confirming that Hu Xiuwu was capable of confronting Heaven, he resolutely led his mother and sister to defect from Heaven.

In fact, he wanted to take his two older brothers, Jinzha and Muzha, with him, not only his sister and mother.

However, Jinzha and Muzha were blindly loyal to the Heavenly Court and refused to believe Nezha's words. So, Nezha had no choice but to knock Jinzha and Muzha unconscious.

Then they put them in bags and brought them back.

Of course, Nezha wouldn't leave Jinzha and Muzha behind. Lady Yin treated each child equally and loved them all deeply.

If Muzha and Jinzha had stayed in Heaven, Lady Yin would definitely not have left; at most, she would have let Nezha take her younger sister, Li Zhenying, away.

Madam Yin held her daughter, somewhat worried: "Zha'er, are you sure the owner of this grotto is reliable?"

Nezha said, "I haven't met Hu Xiuwu many times, so I don't really trust him."

"However, I believe in Sun Wukong and Brother Yang. I believe that the two people they trust are of good character."

Nezha was able to make a meticulous plan while Hu Xiuwu was causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and take advantage of the Jade Emperor's clone to bring his family out of the Heavenly Court.

It was no coincidence; Nezha had already been in contact with Hu Xiuwu. Otherwise, besides Hu Xiuwu, who else could open the Innate Demon Refining Tower and let Nezha's family in?

However, Nezha was not one to willingly live under someone else's roof. He welcomed his mother and sister into the courtyard of the Drunken Realm, settled them in, and then threw the unconscious Muzha and Jinzha onto the bed.

Nezha then left the pavilion and released a burst of Samadhi True Fire into the sky, summoning Zi Zhu'er, the head steward of the Innate Demon Refining Tower.

Purple Spider appeared from the void, her delicate fingers forming a ribbon of cloud as she gracefully descended from the moon, her ethereal beauty a far cry from her former sordid ways.
"Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, what do you need me for?"

Nezha said, "Take me to see Hu Xiuwu. I know he's waiting for me."

Zi Zhu'er gave a slight bow: "Of course, Master is waiting for you."