Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 529 Filling the East Sea with Porridge, I Keep My Word!

The morning at Chentang Pass was awakened by the joyous sound of gongs and drums.

Red lanterns were hung in front of every household, and the sweet aroma of sugar figurines and rice wine wafted through the streets and alleys.

In the square in front of the General's Mansion, Yin Shiniang was directing the servants to set up long tables for the banquet.

"Higher on the left! Yes, just like that!" She stood on tiptoe, adjusting the brocade banner that read "Nezha's Third Birthday," her eyes brimming with loving smiles.

Nezha wore a brand-new, fiery red outfit, with his Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) moving like a living thing on his shoulders.

He squatted on the eaves, toying with a luminous pearl between his fingers—a gift that Li Jing had secretly given him that morning.

"Zha'er! Come down and eat longevity noodles!" Yin Shiniang called out, her voice filled with sweet joy.

Nezha flipped and leaped down, his Wind Fire Wheels igniting with azure flames beneath his feet. As he landed, he deliberately kicked up sparks, causing the children watching to gasp in surprise.

"Eat slowly." Li Jing rarely took off his armor, and his blue robes and scholar's cap made him almost unrecognizable.

The general pushed a bowl of longevity noodles, laden with ham and a fried egg, in front of Nezha, saying, "Today..."

Before the words were finished, a cracking sound of ice spreading suddenly came from the east of the city!
Fang Yu's chopsticks hovered in mid-air, his Observation Haki piercing his temples like needles.

He turned his head and saw an icy blue figure gracefully approaching on the crest of a wave.

The dragon scale patterns on Ao Bing's silver armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and the ice crystals that formed on his fingertips drifted towards the jubilant crowd like dandelions.

The first sugar figurine stall I came across instantly froze into an ice sculpture, the strands of sugar syrup hanging in mid-air like a cluster of eerie crystal thorns.

"Demon Orb." Ao Bing's voice was like shattered ice colliding, "Your time has come."

Nezha's chopsticks snapped with a crack, and ice flowers formed on the surface of the noodle soup at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"You, you, you!" The Hun Tian Ling soared into the sky like an angry dragon, tearing a crimson rift in the clear sky!
"You dare to disrupt my birthday banquet?!" Nezha shattered the floor tiles and leaped into the air. "You old mudfish's son, huh? Today I'll skewer you into a grilled fish!"

Ao Bing flicked out the Ice Soul Pearl from his sleeve. The crystal-clear pearl exploded in the air, turning into thousands of ice cones that rained down like a storm.

The jubilant square was suddenly filled with screams as people scattered and fled, clutching their children.

"My lord!" She cleaved through the ice floes with her sword, "Lead the people into the cellar!"

Nezha and Ao Bing clashed, while everyone else went about their own business.

Only Fang Yu's brow twitched!

He suddenly pressed his throbbing temples and looked up at the sky.
From deep within the clouds, a chilling wave immediately emanated from him!

"This is no ordinary dark cloud."

"The Heavenly Tribulation is coming!"

As if in response to his warning, a purple-white lightning bolt suddenly struck down from the pitch-black cloud vortex.

The lightning bolt, thicker than the city wall of Chentang Pass, shattered Ao Bing's ice dragon formation.

Ao Bing stared in astonishment at his dissipating magic. The dragon race's sensitivity to the might of heaven made him instantly realize: "The Heavenly Tribulation Curse of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable?!"

Nezha laughed.

He wiped the melted snow from his face, pointed his fire-tipped spear straight at the sky: "Come on! I'm just about to have a lightning-struck firework to liven things up!"

"I control my own life!"

"Hey, Nezha!"

Seeing Nezha rushing towards the heavenly tribulation clouds, Ao Bing became anxious.

He was already instigated by Shen Gongbao, which led to the current state of Chentang Pass. Feeling guilty, he saw that Nezha was prepared to fight the Heavenly Tribulation to protect Chentang Pass, so Ao Bing immediately chased after him!
"Idiot! Stupid idiot!" Shen Gongbao nearly vomited blood at the sight!

How could Ao Bing have defected to the enemy?!
Isn't this a suicide?
Just at this critical moment, a crisp sound came from the sky: the clinking of wine gourds.

"You two idiots! Get out of the way!" Taiyi Zhenren swooped down on his chubby flying pig, and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover flew out of his hand.

The old Taoist priest's drunken face showed a rare look of panic, clearly frightened by the lightning tribulation.

Before the Divine Fire Shield was fully deployed, the Heavenly Tribulation suddenly changed!
The golden chains that were originally aimed at Nezha seemed to be enraged and changed direction. The three intertwined bolts of lightning, like a spear of judgment, instantly pierced through Taiyi Zhenren's chest!
"Pfft—" What Taiyi Zhenren spat out was not blood, but three dazzling golden lotuses.

The lotus flower withered in mid-air as soon as it left the body, turning into specks of golden light and dissipating.

"Three flowers gather at the top!" Ao Bing was horrified.

He saw it clearly: the golden lotus was the three flowers on the top of the head that the Taiyi Zhenren had cultivated for thousands of years, and now it was being cut off by the heavenly tribulation!
Taiyi Zhenren fell like a kite with a broken string, and his wine gourd shattered in the thunderstorm.

The old Taoist priest managed to conjure a magic seal, but the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover only summoned back three weak fire dragons.

He wiped the gold stain from the corner of his mouth with a wry smile: "Damn. Five hundred years of cultivation."

Nezha and Ao Bing exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. At this moment, the heavenly tribulation grew increasingly violent due to devouring the cultivation of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, and the blurry Dharma image of Yuanshi Tianzun appeared in the clouds.

"Old man," Nezha suddenly grinned, pointing his Fire-Tipped Spear at the illusory figure of the Heavenly Venerable, "I'll settle your score with you!"

The Hun Tian Ling and the Ice Dragon Technique erupted simultaneously, and red and blue beams of light intertwined to form a spiral that shot straight into the sky.

Taiyi Zhenren lay paralyzed in the ruins, watching the two boys' resolute backs as they walked away, his drunken eyes suddenly welling up with tears.

He trembled as he reached for his waist, only to grab half a broken whisk handle.

"You little rascal, you've got some potential." The old Taoist coughed, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "It wasn't for nothing that I lost five hundred years of cultivation."

Above the sky, Nezha and Ao Bing merged in the thunderstorm, bursting out with a dazzling white light.

Two figures could be vaguely seen standing back to back in the ball of light, the Hun Tian Ling and Bing Po Han Ling intertwined and rising like a DNA double helix.

Shen Gongbao, who was watching from below, suddenly clutched his chest and took three steps back. For the first time, fear appeared on his sinister face: "Impossible! The causal link between the Spirit Pearl and the Demon Orb... What?!!"

"Rumble--"

Its daybreak!

A terrifying, suffocating bolt of lightning struck the two of them directly!

Fang Yu could see it clearly from below.

This thunder made him realize his own insignificance for the first time.
Even standing in front of King Kai, I didn't feel this much pressure!
That day it looked like it was about to burst!

Fang Yu's hair stood on end. He gritted his teeth and transformed himself into an element, preparing to find a way to save Taiyi Zhenren, Li Jing, Yin Shiniang, and the others before the lightning tribulation officially struck.

"I'm afraid the destructive power of this lightning alone is equivalent to taking a direct hit from a Spirit Bomb!"

However, the killer move is something that a naturally gifted monster can withstand.

"Ahhh!"

"Go to hell with your life! Go to hell with God!"

The terrifying thunderclouds were withstood by Nezha and Ao Bing's combined red and blue powers!
They really managed to carry the burden for the two of them!
Fang Yu didn't even consider using Divine Protection to help, because he was terrified that his eyes would be burst open.

The seven-colored lotus blossomed with dazzling light in Taiyi Zhenren's palm, firmly protecting the souls of Nezha and Ao Bing that were about to dissipate.

As the lotus petals trembled slightly, the illusory figures of two boys could be vaguely seen curled up inside, like sleeping infants.

"Those two silly brats," said Taiyi Zhenren, his beard trembling, as turbid tears fell onto the lotus platform. "It's good that they survived."

But a dragon's roar that suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth interrupted his sobbing!

Dark clouds loom over the East China Sea!
A colossal wave crashed down on Chentang Pass like a collapsing mountain. Ao Guang appeared on the crest of the wave, his hundred-foot-long dragon body flaring up with golden scales and blood-red lightning shooting from his horns!
"Li Jing! Give me back my son's life!"

The Dragon King's roar made the people of Chentang Pass dizzy, and those who had not yet evacuated were knocked to the ground by the sound.

Li Jing stood with his sword drawn on the dilapidated city tower and leaped onto the city wall.

"Dragon King!" Yin Shiniang barely managed to stand after her red-tasseled spear pierced the ground. "Your son willingly sacrificed himself to protect the common people! You..."

"Bullshit!" Ao Guang tore half of the arrow tower apart with a single claw, his dragon eyes as red as lava. "You must have used evil magic to harm him!"

The giant waves had already approached the city walls by three hundred feet. Densely packed dragon guards floated in the salty, fishy vapor, the sound of their scales rubbing together like the whisper of death.

Suddenly, Master Taiyi stuffed the Seven-Colored Lotus into Fang Yu's hand!
"Here you go, kid!" The old Taoist staggered to his feet, his tattered robe billowing with the last trace of his divine power. "I'm going to have a go at this old mudfish!"

Before he finished speaking, Ao Guang's dragon breath poured down like a celestial river!

The dark blue torrent of ice instantly froze the entire sea area, and the ice shards pierced the city wall like giant spears!
Taiyi Zhenren flung out his tattered whisk, and the three weakened fire dragons barely melted the first ice spikes that attacked, only to be frozen into ice sculptures by the subsequent cold wave.

"Oh dear! I've saved your child, don't worry, I'm certain..."

Before Taiyi Zhenren could finish speaking, the giant wave behind Ao Guang swelled even more.

Just as they were about to engulf Chentang Pass, Ao Guang suddenly turned his head and was startled!
Fang Yu stood atop a towering wave of congee, the aroma of rice spreading throughout the East China Sea!
The thick, creamy porridge was three zhang higher than the giant waves stirred up by Ao Guang, and the porridge shimmered with an amber luster under the sunlight!

"What kind of sorcery?!" Ao Guang's dragon whiskers stood on end, and his dragon eyes glared so wide they almost burst!

Even Taiyi Zhenren was stunned!

"Where did this kid learn magic from?!"

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Fang Yu shouted with murderous intent, "I told you! If you, Dragon King, dare to flood Chen Tang Pass, I will fill your East Sea Dragon Palace with porridge!"

To Ao Guang's astonishment, the waves of porridge crashed down on him.
"Go drink your porridge, you son of a bitch!"

(End of this chapter)