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Lightning flashed across the sky, encircling Jinshan.

Erlang Shen, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, hovered in the air. The light emanating from his third eye instantly traversed an endless distance and struck Tan Wenjie, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of Jinshan Mountain.

But to Erlang Shen's surprise, his invincible Heavenly Eye was blocked by the opponent's protective divine light, as if an invisible layer of skin was blocking everything.

Tan Wenjie quietly watched his armor value -1000, -1000, -1000... His damage per second exceeded 1000, and in just a few breaths, his damage exceeded 10,000. However, his health value had exceeded 40 million, and his armor value was also more than 20 million.

It would take at least two thousand breaths to clear his armor.

Moreover, his powerful regenerative abilities allow Tan Wenjie to recover quickly from injuries. If it were not Erlang Shen, but other demons or monsters standing in front of Tan Wenjie, they probably wouldn't be able to reduce Tan Wenjie's armor value by even expending all their magic power.

Even so, Erlang Shen was somewhat exhausted.

There was a faint pain between my eyebrows and third eye.

"Sword sweeps across mountains and rivers!" Erlang Shen drew the sword hanging at his waist, and countless flying swords transformed into a torrent, pointing directly at Tan Wenjie's throat in the direction his sword was pointing.

The lightning from the sky also joined in, crashing down on Tan Wenjie relentlessly. However, all of this only increased the damage from -1000 per second to -2000, a move that would have severely injured other demon kings, yet it still couldn't penetrate Tan Wenjie's armor.

Even lightning bolts couldn't break through Tan Wenjie's defenses; his strong lightning resistance made him almost immune to lightning strikes.

Erlang Shen's fierce attack yielded no results, yet his face showed no worry, only delight.

"In five hundred years, you are the first opponent to make my weapon burn!"

He abandoned his magical attacks, picked up his weapon, and charged at Tan Wenjie again. This time, his goal had changed. He no longer wanted to completely eliminate Tan Wenjie, but rather to make him stand up and fight him head-on.

This time, he finally got what he wanted.

"boom!"

The force of the clashing weapons created a surging wave, with concentric circles of water churning outwards, carrying the power to destroy the world.

To Erlang Shen's disappointment, Tan Wenjie remained seated and motionless.

“You are far inferior to the Erlang Shen I have ever seen.” Tan Wenjie shook his head with some regret, then he suddenly realized, “No, wait a minute, I am Erlang Shen.”

"You?" Erlang Shen laughed arrogantly, "Hahahaha, very well, I will show you what the real Erlang Shen is!"

He raised his right hand high into the sky, and the mountain-splitting axe appeared out of thin air, growing rapidly in an instant until it was as big as a mountain.

As Erlang Shen swung his right hand forward, the giant axe, carrying the power to split the heavens and the earth, cleaved down towards the golden mountain where Tan Wenjie was. This blow was not only meant to split open Tan Wenjie's head, but also to split open the golden mountain beneath his buttocks.

With a "thud," the axe cleaved through Tan Wenjie's invisible defenses.

Before Erlang Shen could even smile, a golden hand easily grasped the blade of the mountain-splitting axe.

"Not bad axe, but it's still not as good as the one I've seen before."

Although Erlang Shen was furious, his tone clearly indicated that he was the imposter.

"Whoosh-"

Tan Wenjie finally got up, and in a flash appeared in front of Erlang Shen, brushing past him before Erlang Shen could react.

Countless gods and demons throughout the world were watching this battle, and most of them only saw Tan Wenjie appear behind Erlang Shen in an instant, with the two of them back to back.

"Sizzle—" A hideous wound exploded on Erlang Shen's chest, running from his left shoulder all the way down to his right rib.

Blood gushed out, fanning out in the air.

Erlang Shen, the Manifestation Saint, who is known to all in the Three Realms, was seriously injured in this way.

Erlang Shen, who was forcibly supporting his body, looked at Tan Wenjie and said, "You have won against me, but they will send someone stronger. I don't know why you want the monkey's potential, but the monkey can't come back, and you... in the end you can't win, and you can't even reach the South Heavenly Gate."

"Can't reach the South Heavenly Gate?" Tan Wenjie looked up. "Why bother looking upwards?"

His magical power swelled more and more, and a pillar of light formed from ten million units of magical power pierced through the clouds and headed straight for the sky.

The simplest and most straightforward power is enough to shake the three realms.

In the heart of Mount Ling, the Buddha, who was chanting sutras and preaching, suddenly opened his eyes, and the serene smile that once graced his compassionate face was gone.

Within the blessed land of immortals, the carefree immortals who were visiting friends and enjoying tea and chess were startled into stopping their activities by the sudden tremor. They all rode on their immortal clouds and flew into the sky, gazing at the enormous pillar of energy that had suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

An old immortal shaded his eyes with his hand and gazed into the distance, saying in a puzzled tone, "Why does the direction that beam of light went seem so familiar?"

Another Taoist priest with a goatee said, "That...that looks like the South Heavenly Gate."

In the netherworld, countless evil spirits and wronged souls wailed.

"boom!"

Almost all living beings in the Three Realms and Six Paths "heard" this earth-shattering roar.

The beam of light that shot out from the human world actually pointed straight to the Heavenly Gate.

This was the day when the Four Heavenly Kings were on duty at the South Heavenly Gate. They opened their umbrellas, drew their swords, strummed their bows, and controlled dragons, each displaying their unique abilities.

The Four Symbols Formation, centered on the four individuals, was activated, and an energy barrier unfolded in front of them, protecting the South Heavenly Gate behind them.

But even doing so only reduced the energy of the beam of light by one ten-thousandth.

then,

The South Heavenly Gate, standing tall between heaven and earth and the most authoritative and inviolable symbol of power, has fallen.

The human world, the sea.

Tan Wenjie, standing atop Jinshan Mountain, said calmly, "Why bother searching upwards? Just shoot it down."

The severely injured Erlang Shen watched as the enormous building rapidly fell from the sky, a plaque inscribed with "South Heavenly Gate" sliding past his eyes.

"Hahahaha!" Erlang Shen laughed loudly, then gave up struggling and fell helplessly from the clouds, plunging straight into the deep sea.

Around Jinshan, fierce dragons coiled and wriggled.

They saw Erlang Shen's falling figure, and rushed forward like madmen, tearing at him, rolling and turning into a dragon ball.

Fresh blood bloomed on the water's surface.

Tan Wenjie looked down at the water, puzzled: "What's he laughing at?"

He couldn't find any other reason besides concluding that Erlang Shen and Nantianmen were also enemies.

He turned to look at the black dog beside him.

Howling Celestial Dog: "..."

It tucked its tail between its legs and dared not utter a word.

His own boss was easily killed; he was nothing more than a dog.

"Wang!"

However, he couldn't let his reputation be ruined, so Xiaotianquan gritted his teeth and barked at Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie turned his head to look, but Xiaotianquan let out a miserable howl and then his body fell uncontrollably from the clouds.

"?" Tan Wenjie was puzzled.

When did I ever attack the Howling Celestial Dog? I only glanced at it.

The Heavenly Court has lost the Southern Heavenly Gate.

A celestial soldier who had narrowly escaped death by slacking off during work hours has arrived outside the Lingxiao Palace, hoping that the important intelligence he brought will lead to a promotion and a raise. He's had enough of being a gatekeeper.

In front of the Lingxiao Palace, a divine general with one foot on a train and one hand on his neck blocked the way.

This is Wang Lingguan. To reward him, the Jade Emperor placed his hand on Wang Lingguan's head. "This humble servant has come to report that the Southern Heavenly Gate has been destroyed and fallen to the mortal realm."

Wang Lingguan stepped aside, the Jade Emperor's hand on his neck gently shaking, as if he had already heard the report.

Upon entering the Lingxiao Palace, the heavenly soldiers felt the oppressive aura emanating from the various deities and powerful figures, causing them to break out in a sweat.

These gods, whose faces were usually full of smiles, now had tense expressions and lingering murderous intent in their eyes, as if the people standing on either side were not immortals or deities, but evil demons and monsters that would devour anyone they wanted.

However, once the heavenly soldiers entered the Lingxiao Palace, the oppressive aura emanating from them vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.

The Jade Emperor asked, "Do you know who conquered the Southern Heavenly Gate?"

"Your Majesty," the heavenly soldier knelt on the ground, "a powerful cultivator has appeared in the mortal realm. He impersonated Erlang Shen, the True Lord, and successfully defeated the True Lord with his formidable magic."

The Lingxiao Palace was completely silent.

That's Erlang Shen, the pinnacle of combat power! Whether it's magic weapons or other magical artifacts, they're all top-tier in the Three Realms, and he himself is a first-rate master.

"Nonsense!" a deity stepped forward to rebuke. "Erlang Shen is a renowned master in the Three Realms. Who in the Three Realms could easily defeat him?"

"But my duties are clearly defined..."

“Nonsense, nonsense! What’s going on with the Heavenly Army’s training these days?” Another deity stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, it’s not that I’m being disobedient, but this matter is simply absurd.”

"That's right, that's right."

"Absolutely! Absolutely!"

The immortals nodded.

The heavenly soldier was speechless; he had witnessed it with his own eyes, and there was absolutely no way there could be a problem.

Moreover, it was the South Heavenly Gate that was knocked down. As the face of the Heavenly Court, how could this matter be easily overlooked? In the future, it would surely be ridiculed by the gods of other forces.

"You say that Erlang Shen Zhenjun did not lose?" the Jade Emperor asked.

The first deity to step forward replied, "In my humble opinion, it must have been the True Lord who killed the fake Erlang."

"That's right!" This answer received unanimous support.

Another deity stepped forward to add, saying, "Erlang Shen Zhenjun defeated the evil spirits that destroyed the South Heavenly Gate; his merit must be rewarded."

"That's what I think too."

"Very well!" The Jade Emperor nodded. "Erlang Shen, the Manifestation Saint, vanquished evil spirits and upheld the dignity of the Heavenly Court. He deserves a great reward! Come, summon him..."

He suddenly stopped.

Erlang Shen always obeyed orders but not summons; even if he wanted to reward someone, the other party might not come.

The same deity stepped forward and said, "Let me, a humble deity, make the trip."

"Very well." The Jade Emperor nodded, then looked at the heavenly soldiers, "You will go with them as well."

The heavenly soldiers could not refuse and could only nod and say "yes".

The guard at the South Gate didn't want to work a single day longer. He wanted to go out and wander around, and maybe he could find a better way to get promoted.

The heavenly soldiers left the Lingxiao Palace with the old immortal who had received the Jade Emperor's decree, their hearts filled with trepidation.

He always remembered that the one who was defeated was Erlang Shen, and the one who won was an imposter.

Could it be that my cultivation level is too low and I couldn't see the level of their power collision?
"Hahaha!" The old immortal in front suddenly laughed.

Tianbing: "?"

He didn't know what was so funny.

"No, it should be 'Ha~ha~ha~'" the old immortal adjusted his state.

Heavenly Soldier: "..."

So they were practicing a fake smile.

It startled me so much that I thought the other person could see things that ordinary gods couldn't. It was really frightening.

Along the way, the old immortal practiced his laughter and even practiced gestures such as inviting guests to banquets.

In the blink of an eye, the heavenly soldiers had followed the old immortal to the golden mountain where the great battle had taken place.

"This...this..." Upon seeing the figure sitting atop the golden mountain, the heavenly soldier's heart tightened.

The imposter won!

He hurriedly turned to look at the old immortal, trying to warn him not to approach without permission, as this evil star was not only murderous but also possessed extraordinary magical power.

"Hahaha~" The old immortal laughed and flew over, "True Lord, this old man has come to congratulate you."

Tianbing: "?"

Your eyesight is failing!
Could that be Erlang Shen? He looks completely different. Just because someone has a third eye between their eyebrows and carries a three-pointed double-edged sword doesn't mean they're Erlang Shen.

Tan Wenjie, on Jinshan Mountain, opened his eyes: "What good news is there?"

"It is naturally a great joy. The fake True Lord you just defeated had committed numerous evil deeds that are unforgivable. He also destroyed the South Heavenly Gate. The Jade Emperor has decreed that anyone who can defeat him will be richly rewarded."

The heavenly soldiers standing to the side were so anxious that they scratched their ears and cheeks.

Look again, could that be Erlang Shen?

He was afraid that if the old immortal got too close to the other party, he would be killed in one move, and he was also afraid that if he spoke up and disturbed the other party, it might anger the evil star.

The heavenly soldier never considered himself stronger than Erlang Shen, or even that Howling Celestial Dog. But looking at Erlang Shen's situation, he knew that if he spoke now, he would definitely get punched.

"What's the reward?" Tan Wenjie asked.

"Fine wine and delicacies, promotions, divine weapons, and miraculous elixirs!"

"Okay." Tan Wenjie nodded. "Send them all over."

He didn't go to the Lingxiao Palace to claim his reward because he wasn't Erlang Shen, but the old immortal agreed very readily, even with a broad smile on his face.

As long as you're willing to accept the reward, that's fine.

Does it really matter whether the one who fell was Erlang Shen or not?

It's enough that the stronger one is willing to continue obeying the Heavenly Court's orders.

It doesn't matter whether it's true or false.

"Please wait a moment." The old immortal nodded, then tentatively asked, "Who are you here?"

"I have heard that the demons that appeared on the journey to the west hundreds of years ago have reappeared. As Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, I am naturally obliged to wipe out all those evil demons and heretics."

"Good!" The old immortal gave a thumbs up. "As expected of a true lord, you have guts! When I return, I will immediately report the situation to the Jade Emperor and send more heavenly soldiers and generals to do this for you."

As the old immortal turned to leave, the heavenly soldiers followed him away.

All the gods and deities in the Lingxiao Palace were convinced that it was Erlang Shen; even if he wasn't, he must be!

As the heavenly soldiers walked away, they kept rubbing their eyes and even turned their heads to look back.

Could there be something wrong with my eyes?

"There must be something wrong with my eyes."

This one, more handsome and stronger, is the Erlang Shen Zhenjun who should be. (End of Chapter)