Rewriting the Gods

Before Nezha could speak, a Behemoth from the side said, "Are you a hybrid of my race and the Angel race?"

Upon hearing this, Nezha, who was about to answer the ten-winged angel's question, instantly exploded, his temper flaring up instantly!
"presumptuous!"

"Our human race possesses innate Dao bodies, is a sacred race of creation, and a great race of chaos. How dare you insult our human race like this!"

Nezha snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed. One of the nine great martial arts supernatural powers, Sky-Splitting Cloud Piercing, was instantly unleashed by Nezha. A golden light shot out like lightning, heading straight for Behemoth who was speaking.

As the golden light pierced the sky, the eight powerful Grand Luo Golden Immortals of the Angel Realm immediately felt a sharp intent rushing towards them, their faces feeling as if they were being cut by knives.

As for the Behemoth who was speaking, he was already annoyed by Nezha's insolence and was about to rebuke him, but the words of rebuke he was about to say were instantly swallowed back down.

Behemoth was terrified. He was enveloped by an indescribable sharp aura, as if he were being aimed at by countless people with bows at him. His senses pounded, and the danger of death surged into his heart.

He couldn't care about anything else at the moment. With a roar, his ten-foot body instantly transformed into a thousand-foot size. Golden light flowed around him, and his massive, mountain-like hand suddenly clenched and then smashed out fiercely!
As the punch was thrown, the golden light emanating from his body instantly converged, transforming into a golden fist imprint that crashed down fiercely.

It struck precisely at Nezha's supernatural power.

Nezha's expression remained unchanged. He used his power to suppress others, and his ability to pierce the sky and pierce the clouds was most suitable for dealing with this type of person. It was the best way to break through the enemy's defenses.

Just as Nezha had predicted, the moment the two met, Behemoth's fist imprint, powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth, was directly pierced by Nezha's supernatural power. The fist imprint shattered instantly, and the supernatural power landed on Behemoth's fist. Behemoth's body, which was famous throughout the world for its strong physique, had no power to resist in front of Nezha's supernatural power, and its skin was torn open in an instant.

The Behemoth's physical body could not withstand the slightest supernatural power. Just when it seemed that the arm was about to be destroyed, the golden light suddenly stopped and dissipated into a stream of light at the critical moment.

"It was an unintentional remark, but it serves as a small punishment to serve as a warning. Be more careful with your words in the future!"

Nezha looked at the angels in front of him and spoke calmly. His voice was not loud, but it brought considerable pressure to the angels.

The Nezha of this time was no longer the lawless Nezha of his previous life who wreaked havoc in the Dragon Palace and beat up the Dragon King. Having grown up in the Tai Xuan Palace since childhood, although Nezha's temperament had not changed, he had long since become reasonable and would not seriously injure living beings because of a single word.

Nezha's actions were merely a lesson for him.

Although these words were unintentional, they were indeed an insult to the human race, and therefore cannot be simply laughed off.

This is also a good opportunity to establish authority!
The ten-winged angel's expression grew even more solemn. This person had defeated the Behemoth general in a single move. The Behemoths were known for their physical prowess and were among the best of the seventh-tier cultivators!
Unexpectedly, he was defeated in one move by the creature in front of him who claimed to be a human.

Hearing the dazzling golden light from before, the ten-winged angel was secretly alarmed. If that golden light had been directed at him, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Human race?

The Sacred Race of Creation, the Chaos Human Race—what impressive titles!
The ten-winged angel snorted coldly, and brilliant golden light rose from its ten wings. The dense golden light illuminated the void, and a huge angelic phantom appeared behind it, with a terrifying pressure sweeping out.

"So you are a fellow Daoist from the human race. Gray's words were unintentional; I hope you will not take offense!"

Although their languages ​​and cultures are completely different, at this level, their souls merge, and they can fully understand each other's meanings. When the other party's language reaches Nezha, it will naturally be translated into the language of the primordial world, and even the logic of the language is based on the primordial world.

Before Nezha could speak, the ten-winged angel spoke again: "But what brings you to my Holy Domain, fellow Daoist? Although you are a seventh-order cultivator, this is not the land of humans!"

At the same time, the other angelic cultivators also realized what was happening and revealed their true forms.

As roars resounded, the colossal Behemoth, the golden dragon, the rock serpent, the howling moon wolf, the golden lion, the titan ape, and a massive phantom of the ancient tree of life stood tall.

The eight top experts of the Angel Clan unleashed their full power, and a vast pressure swept out, pressing down on Nezha like a storm!
With the combined strength of the eight, all of whom were at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals, Nezha was immediately put at a disadvantage.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, Nezha showed no sign of worry. Instead, a hint of curiosity arose on his face. "Seventh rank? Do you mean that you call a Great Luo Golden Immortal a seventh-rank cultivator?"

Upon hearing this, the ten-winged angel frowned slightly, somewhat unable to follow the human's train of thought, but still nodded and said, "That's right. In my Holy Domain, the cultivation systems of different races are different, and the names are also different. Therefore, the cultivation systems of different races are divided into nine ranks, with the first rank being the lowest and the ninth rank being the highest. Our ancestors were all great cultivators of the ninth rank!"

"Your cultivation is merely at the seventh level. Even if your combat strength is extraordinary, you are nothing more than an ant to my Holy Domain!"

"By the way, it seems you haven't answered my question yet."

Upon hearing this, Nezha nodded slightly. "I see. The seventh rank corresponds to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, the eighth rank corresponds to the Quasi-Saint, and the ninth rank corresponds to the peak of the Quasi-Saint."

Its strength is not weak. If it could be recruited as a vassal of the human race, the efficiency of refining Zhou Tian to guard the city would likely be greatly improved.

Of course, that's all for later. I need to find out more about the eight races in front of me first.

"I am the Supreme Elder of the Human Race. Our human race opened up the human realm from the chaos. I am here by order of the Human Emperor to explore the surrounding realms!"

Nezha's voice echoed through the chaos. The eight people frowned. They were acting on the orders of the Human Emperor. This was troublesome. There was someone behind this person.

This person's strength has also reached the peak of the seventh rank. To be able to give orders to him, you, the Human Emperor, are at least an eighth-rank being, or even possibly a ninth-rank being.

If it were the former, it would be alright. Although eighth-order beings are powerful, there are quite a few in the Holy Domain as well. All nine major clans have eighth-order cultivators in charge. Faced with a ninth-order ancestor, they have no choice but to submit. If things go wrong, they might even be able to plunder an entire realm and seize a large amount of resources.

But if it's the latter, then that would be troublesome. Ninth-tier beings have reached the peak of chaos, are the embodiment of the laws of the Great Dao, and are extremely powerful. Each one has the power to destroy the world.

If that's the case, then it will be troublesome. The four major clans will become five major clans, and the interests of each clan will likely suffer considerable losses.

Moreover, at this level, they are very difficult to kill. Even if surrounded by two or three cultivators of the same level, they will still escape.

This person's tone was so arrogant, it was very likely the latter. For a moment, everyone's expression became somewhat solemn.

The ten-winged angel in front of the crowd immediately asked, "Is the Human Emperor you speak of a ninth-order cultivator?"

Upon hearing this, Nezha's eyes flickered slightly, and an idea immediately formed in his mind. The task given to him by His Majesty the Human Emperor was to make initial contact with the Angel Realm, but this initial contact was not as simple as just making contact and learning about the strength and culture of various races.

They wouldn't even need to use themselves. Their clan has numerous immortals, with over ten at the peak of Quasi-Saint level and over a hundred Quasi-Saints. Sending even a single peak Quasi-Saint would be enough to ensure they receive courteous hospitality. Compared to coming themselves, sending a peak Quasi-Saint cultivator would better demonstrate the human race's strength and simplify the process of interaction.

After all, seeing is believing!
But His Majesty the Emperor still assigned a fourth-tier mission instead of a fifth or sixth-tier mission. Why?
The reason is simple: His Majesty the Emperor wanted to scheme against these alien races; it's that simple.

Before leaving, His Majesty the Human Emperor specifically instructed that the true secrets of the human race should not be revealed.

It is obvious that His Majesty the Human Emperor wants to trick these alien races, find a way to suppress their arrogance, and turn them into vassals of the human race. He himself is very likely a trigger, a trigger that allows His Majesty the Human Emperor to justify sending troops!

Since that's the case, I might as well go all out and do something big.

Compared to being bullied and the protectors taking strong action, it's far better to lead these people directly to the human realm and fight their way out of it, when they think they're facing a weak world and about to return with a full harvest.

They will then witness the foundation and strength of the number one clan in Chaos!

Thinking this through, Nezha's face immediately showed pride, and he said, "Of course! Although I don't know how powerful your so-called ninth-level cultivators are, my clan's human emperor must be a ninth-level cultivator!"

"Our clan's three strongest figures, His Majesty the Human Emperor alone, are enough to suppress the two Human Kings who rank second and third!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback. A glint appeared in the eyes of the ten-winged angel. The Human Emperor and Human King should be similar to the Behemoth Emperor and Behemoth King. The Human King should be an eighth-level cultivator, while the Human Emperor was able to suppress two eighth-level cultivators.

This doesn't seem like the behavior of a ninth-level cultivator.

Unlike ninth-level cultivators, the eighth level has three major and minor realms, with a huge gap between them. A late-stage eighth-level cultivator can easily suppress two early-stage eighth-level cultivators, and even suppress two mid-stage eighth-level cultivators with ease.

Even though the two suppressed eighth-level cultivators are both in the late stage of the eighth level, they are not yet at the ninth level. With the strength of a ninth-level cultivator, it is only a matter of time before the two late-stage eighth-level cultivators kill them.

It would take three to four late-stage eighth-order cultivators working together to stop a ninth-order cultivator, and even then, they would only be able to stop him.

"How many kings does the noble family have?" the ten-winged angel asked again.

"What, are you trying to trick me into revealing information?" A hint of wariness appeared on Nezha's face.

Realizing that his intentions were too obvious, the ten-winged angel said somewhat awkwardly, "Not at all, I was just a little curious."

Nezha chuckled inwardly. Admittedly, these beings before him were not stupid. They had cultivated to the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals and were quite intelligent. However, he knew everything about the Angel Realm, which they called the Holy Domain, while they knew nothing about the human race!
This is its advantage.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Nezha did not immediately lead everyone to attack the human realm. Instead, he looked at the eight cultivators in front of him with a fighting spirit!
"This is the first time I, Nezha, have seen such a powerful being in this chaotic world. If anyone is interested, how about we have a friendly spar?"

Upon hearing Nezha's words, the ten-winged angel was overjoyed, as it was exactly what he wanted!

Whether a race is powerful or not does not necessarily depend on its top combat strength; much can be gleaned from its ordinary members.

Previously, the ten-winged angel subconsciously thought that there was a ninth-level human in charge because Nezha's previous golden light was too fierce and did not seem to be the combat power that a seventh-level human should have!
"Of course, it would be my greatest honor!"

As he spoke, the ten-winged angel turned to look at the crowd behind him, and finally his gaze fell on the Howling Moon Wolf. The golden light just now was incredibly fast, and the Howling Moon Wolf clan is also known for its speed. Letting it make a move should allow them to find out some of the opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

As the ten-winged angel's gaze fell upon him, Xiaoyue Tianlang did not hesitate and stepped forward to meet Nezha.

There are also differences between the nine major clans. The strongest member of the Howling Moon Wolf Clan, the Howling Moon Wolf King, is only at the late stage of the eighth rank, so naturally he dares not disobey the will of the Angel Clan.

The Angel race has two ninth-tier powerhouses.

"Yinming of the Howling Moon Wolf Clan greets fellow Daoist!"

The greeting, unique to the angelic realm, was automatically translated into "fellow Daoist of the Primordial World" in Nezha's ears. Nezha glanced at the Howling Moon Wolf in front of him, an ordinary late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal, nothing special.

Three moves and he's dead!

However, my plans have changed, and I certainly can't let myself be defeated so easily.

Nezha stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Human, Nezha, please enlighten me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver moon mark between Xiaoyue Tianlang's eyebrows lit up instantly, and a bright moon rose behind him. In this vast chaos, a bright moon actually rose!

As the moonlight illuminated the chaos, the surrounding vast expanse of chaos appeared exceptionally bright.

Bathed in moonlight, the aura emanating from the Howling Moon Wolf instantly surged, transforming into a bolt of silver lightning that hurtled straight toward Nezha.

Upon seeing this, Nezha activated his magic, transforming into a thousand-foot giant to meet the attack.

Next, Nezha suppressed his own power of the Great Dao, all his supernatural abilities, and even most of his physical strength before he could fight the Howling Moon Wolf.

Even though Nezha had absorbed a lot of power, he still fought back and forth with Xiaoyue Tianlang, and even had a slight advantage.

Nezha was speechless. This wolf demon, despite its considerable strength, had never cultivated any profound magical powers or martial arts. Its only redeeming quality was its powerful physical body.

But these are more like his innate talents and abilities.

In other words, the person in front of us, who has cultivated since birth to the present day and reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, still relies on hand-to-hand combat and a few innate supernatural abilities in battle, and his understanding of the laws is extremely shallow.

It's far from the right path.

In other words, this Great Luo Golden Immortal before us has no magical treasures, limited supernatural abilities, and weak laws. If this were in the prehistoric world, even among the demon race without the inheritance of saintly laws, he would be a bottom-tier existence among his peers! (End of this chapter)