Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 965: Skinning and cramping
Nezha waved his Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), which fell like thunder from the heavens. The ribbon, over a hundred miles long, tore through the sky and crashed into the sea, instantly creating waves tens of feet high. Then, the jade pillar shattered and fell with a thunderous crash, making the sea surface roar like a drumbeat.

And this was just the beginning. With a flick of his wrist, Nezha stirred the Hun Tian Ling, which rolled back and forth like a living thing. The dark blue seawater surged outward like a frightened giant beast. The Hun Tian Ling forcefully opened up a bottomless whirlpool on the still-unsettled sea surface, and even the dark, jagged reefs deep in the seabed revealed their ferocious outlines at the center of the whirlpool.

Such a massive action naturally had a significant impact. The terrifying tsunami almost skipped the preparation time, directly rising into a towering wall of waves as majestic as the Kunlun Mountains. The white foam at the crest of the waves piled up like frost and snow, ready to sweep in all directions.

Yan Xu's eyelids twitched as he watched from the cloud, and he immediately put his hand to his forehead.

“Little ancestor, this is not the East China Sea you caused trouble back then. This is our own property, so be careful.”

Just as Yan Xu was about to take action to calm the tsunami, a deep rumble suddenly came from the sky, and a huge iron rod that reached the sky and the earth pierced down from the clouds. Its two ends were gilded and shone brightly, while the middle was black iron as dark as ink. On the rod were several large characters such as "Ruyi Jingu Bang" and "13,500 jin".

The moment the iron rod touched the sea, the wall of waves that was about to engulf everything froze instantly, transforming into a crystal mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles. Even the water droplets on the crest of the waves were frozen in mid-air, refracting a seven-colored halo.

Yan Xu turned his head and saw two figures beside him. The one on the left had a handsome face and a vertical eye with a restrained divine light. He was none other than Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation. The one on the right, who was acting like a monkey and kept scratching his ears and cheeks, was naturally the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.

The three of them remained silent, watching with great interest as Nezha wielded the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) to stir up the seawater. The Hun Tian Ling, in his palm, resembled a long, crimson rainbow, plunging straight into the deep sea, making the churning waters even more turbulent, and exposing the deep seabed that had never seen the light of day.

The ancient god possessed by the Dragon King was not simply crouching at the bottom of the sea, but hiding in the crevices. However, it was no use. The infinitely extending Hun Tian Ling instantly split into thousands of threads, which burrowed into the crevices like a spider web and precisely bound him. Nezha shouted loudly, and with boundless divine power, he forcibly dragged him out.

“It’s an ancient evil dragon.” Yang Jian’s vertical eye on his forehead emitted a divine light, and he said after a moment.

He and Nezha were both disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, and fought side by side since the Investiture of the Gods. His knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary immortals and gods, so he recognized at a glance that this evil dragon came from the ancient primordial world and was probably a dragon king who was suppressed during the struggle for supremacy among the three races of dragon, phoenix and qilin.

During the primordial era, the dragon race was at its peak, practically lawless. Wherever their might reached, even immortals and gods had to give way. They were nothing like the cowardly, subservient creatures of later times, who would live in constant fear if a single drop of rain damaged a precious gift.

However, this evil dragon has been suppressed until now, and is currently being used by the Heavenly Court as cannon fodder to test their strength.

"Back then, the dragons were so arrogant, their word was law throughout the four seas. Unlike the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas today, who have to go to heaven to apologize for anything they do," Yang Jian said, shaking his head.

"That old thing is lucky. After being suppressed for so many years, he can still be used as a pawn by the Heavenly Court. He can even die a quick death," Sun Wukong said.

"Die a quick death." Yang Jian glanced at Sun Wukong speechlessly, then looked up at Nezha, whose eyes were shining. You must have some misunderstanding about him.

"Forget I said anything." Coming to his senses, Sun Wukong realized how bloodthirsty Nezha was and immediately took back what he had just said.

Nezha has a good reputation in this regard; he can cut off his own flesh and bones, and he can do even more for his enemies.

If he had been sent to escort Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West to retrieve the Buddhist scriptures back then, many gods and Buddhas would probably have had to walk there.

Amidst their laughter and conversation, the ancient, monstrous dragon above revealed its true form.

After possessing the body of an ancient god and being reborn, this monstrous dragon from the primordial era transformed into a ferocious behemoth over a hundred miles long. Its scales writhed as if alive, its horns twisted like withered wood, and its saliva, falling onto the sea, sizzled and corroded, creating tiny whirlpools. Nezha, who had not slain a dragon since the Investiture of the Gods, could no longer suppress his fighting spirit. Two clusters of flames suddenly erupted from his Wind-Fire Wheels, blooming like lotus flowers. In the next instant, he was in front of the monstrous dragon, his Hun Tian Ling unfurling behind him, expanding hundreds of times in size, like a raging fire dragon, coiling directly around the dragon's neck.

"Roar!!!" The evil dragon roared, causing the seawater to boil. Its huge tail brought up a series of sonic booms and swept across like a steel whip, trying to smash Nezha and his ribbon together.

Not so easy. Nezha just chuckled and dodged by spinning on his Wind and Fire Wheels. He took the opportunity to tighten the Hun Tian Ling in his hand, tightly binding the evil dragon. The dragon's neck creaked, and fine cracks spread along its scales.

The evil dragon was in pain, its massive body twisting wildly in mid-air, but it was like a kite being pulled by a string, unable to break free from the bindings of the Hun Tian Ling.

The evil dragon roared in fury, and its enormous claws, capable of crushing mountains, lashed out at Nezha.

Nezha was completely unafraid. With a casual toss, the Universe Ring flew out instantly, transforming into a ball of golden light that crashed into the evil dragon's claws. With a loud bang, blood splattered like a rainstorm, turning into a sky full of blood rain. The evil dragon's claws were smashed, its scales shattered and blood gushing out, while the Universe Ring flew steadily back into Nezha's hand without even the slightest scratch.

"Is this all the ability you have? You dare to call yourself an ancient evil dragon?" Nezha sneered, feeling unsatisfied. His divine power surged again, and he exerted his strength with the Hun Tian Ling, pulling the evil dragon's massive, mountain-like body so hard that it stumbled and crashed into the sea, creating a boundless tsunami. However, thanks to the effect of the Ding Hai Divine Needle, the sea calmed down again.

It was only thanks to the Sea-Stabilizing Needle that the dragon's water-based magical abilities were disabled; otherwise, the commotion and destruction would have been a hundred times greater than they are now. After all, these people now have families and businesses, and they can no longer act as lawlessly as before.

Sun Wukong, watching from the side, was itching to join the battle, but he knew that Nezha would definitely not agree, so he could only scratch his head in frustration.

"You monkey, you've become a Buddha, yet you're still so fickle," Yang Jian said, shaking his head.

"Hey, Three-Eyed, why are you taking out your three-pointed double-edged sword if you're not itching to use it?" Sun Wukong said disdainfully.

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, while Yan Xu was speechless. None of these people seemed to be easy to deal with. He wondered what direction they would take next. They couldn't possibly fight their way back to Heaven, could they? Well, that wouldn't be a bad thing either.

After toying with the evil dragon, Nezha lightly touched his Wind and Fire Wheels with his toes, his body suddenly rising higher. At the same time, he suddenly loosened and pulled the Hun Tian Ling, flinging the evil dragon's body into the air. Taking advantage of the dragon's instability, he gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly with both hands, pouring all his divine power into it. Instantly, flames surged, like a pillar of fire reaching the sky, and fiercely pierced the evil dragon's belly.

With its source damaged and its arrogance diminished, the evil dragon lost its former ferocity.

But that wasn't all. Nezha reached out and grabbed, and the Hun Tian Ling wrapped around the evil dragon again, binding it tightly. Then he leaped onto the dragon's neck, swung his Demon-Slaying Sword to cleave the tough dragon scales, and then used his Fire-Tipped Spear to precisely pluck out the dragon's tendons.

Nezha pulled out the thick dragon tendon, which landed in his hand and became ten feet long, warm and tough to the touch.

"What a weak dragon." Nezha disdainfully weighed the dragon tendon in his hand, but it was better than nothing. He casually put it into his magic pouch and then proceeded to skin and dismember it, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Hehe, I just wonder if the Jade Emperor will send out 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to capture us." Although Sun Wukong didn't get a chance to fight, he wasn't annoyed, because he knew that the real test hadn't started yet.

"The Heavenly Court won't give up so easily," Yang Jian said calmly, because no one understood the Heavenly Court better than him.

(End of this chapter)