I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

Nezha hid in the shadows, preparing to ambush!

When Nezha saw the hypocritical and vicious Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, he could no longer tolerate it!

No need to endure it any longer!

Nezha unleashed his magical power to its fullest extent and threw out the Universe Ring!

boom!

A golden halo, carrying unparalleled killing power!

It struck the chest of the Pure Void Moral True Lord!

"what!"

All that could be heard was a scream from the Pure Void Moral True Lord, who was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

On the verge of death!

The Pure Void Moral True Lord panicked, his face filled with horror. "Tianhua! I am your teacher!"

"Your mentor who has nurtured you for so many years!"

"Given the debt of gratitude for your upbringing, how dare you murder your teacher?"

"Pah!"

Huang Tianhua spat fiercely onto Qingxu's face.

"If it weren't for you, how could I have been kidnapped?"

"How could I be separated from my own father and mother for years?"

"You damned wretch! You are the root of all evil!"

How could I tolerate you?

Huang Feihu roared, "It's pointless for me to say anything more to him!"

"Qingxu! Today I will make sure you die a horrible death!"

Huang Feihu, holding a golden chisel and a reed pestle, leaped high into the air.

Slam it down hard!

It smashed right in the face of the Pure Void Moral True Lord!

Pfft!

Flesh and blood rotting!

"Ah! This pain is unbearable!"

Huang Feihu wouldn't hold back. "This strike is for stealing my child!"

"This blow will make my father and son fight each other!"

"This blow has broken your wife's heart!"

"This single act of striking represents countless parents!"

In an instant!

Huang Feihu has already smashed eight hundred pestles!

Even if he smashed it eight hundred times, it would still be difficult to quell Huang Feihu's hatred!

Looking again at the True Lord of Pure Emptiness and Morality, he was already covered in blood and flesh, and on the verge of death.

He was already seriously injured after being hit by the Heart-Piercing Nail.

He was hit by the Qiankun Ring again, further aggravating his injuries!

Completely powerless to resist!

The Pure Void Moral True Lord was extremely weak, his life force was rapidly fading, and he finally felt the fear of death.

Qingxu was in a complete panic, "Who...who dares to kill me?"

"I am the direct descendant of the Jade Purity Saint!"

"If you kill me, the Sage will never let it go; he will definitely avenge me!"

"So noisy!"

"Father! Let me kill him!"

Huang Tianhua, wielding an octagonal, gleaming silver hammer, leaped into the air!

He spun three and a half times in the air, then brought his double hammers down, aiming straight for the face of the Pure Void Moral True Lord!

"what!"

All that could be heard was Qingxu's final scream.

His whole body convulsed violently, his legs kicked out, and he died on the spot.

A wisp of remnant soul flew towards the Investiture of the Gods!

Great revenge.

Huang Feihu and his son embraced and wept bitterly.

"Damn human traffickers!"

"He deserved to fall!"

"Damn it!"

"We can't let him get away with this!"

Clearly, the Investiture of the Gods is now in the hands of Li Yu, and in the hands of the human race!

After the calamity is over and the gods are enshrined, we can settle scores slowly!

This is just the interest that Qingxu has repaid!

And just then...

Ran Deng and his men arrived carrying two coffins.

Seeing Qingxu's mangled and bloody body, he couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head. "Isn't this just asking for trouble for the mortician?"

"It's terrible, really terrible. He's been beaten so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him."

"What? Qingxu is so utterly heinous?"

Ran Deng raised his hand and summoned the coffin lamp. "Although the flesh and blood are rotten, they can't be wasted. If we refine them, we can get some lamp oil."

Grind their bones to dust! Turn them into lamp oil!

"Guys, it's time for the encoffining."

Mo Xiaohai and his three partners cheerfully replied, "Alright!"

The four men were placed in their coffins.

Ran Deng took out the suona from his waist, and an aura of annihilation and death emanated from his body.

A hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix? Those so-called Chan and Western religions don't even deserve that title!

Bring on the most depressing things!

……

at the same time.

The rebel camp of Xiqi.

Inside the camp.

Guang Chengzi, the Old Man of the South Pole, Xuandu, the Medicine Master, Maitreya, and others waited quietly.

All that's left is for Junior Brother Qingxu to turn Huang Feihu against his side.

Huang Feihu surrendered to Xiqi with his old troops!

Then we can catch King Zhou of Shang off guard!

Take advantage of the momentum to capture Chuanyun Pass, Tong Pass, and Lintong Pass, then cross the river!

Capture Mianchi and attack Chaoge!

The grand plan of bestowing the titles of gods is already more than halfway successful!

Outside the camp, the sky was already beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The rosy dawn has arrived.

The Pharmacist and Maitreya frowned slightly. "Night has passed, and dawn has already broken. Why haven't Junior Brother Zuolu and Qingxu returned yet?"

"Won't something bad happen?"

Guang Chengzi and the Old Man of the South Pole remained calm. "What could possibly happen?"

"It's just that Huang Feihu is asking for too much, and they're currently negotiating."

"Qingxu is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun! He possesses the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal!"

"His magical power is immense! Even if he's outmatched, he'll definitely be able to escape!"

"No news means everything is going well!"

Xuan Du remained calm and composed, patiently waiting.

The first rays of dawn illuminated the earth.

Then a white light quickly appeared on the horizon!

It was bright.

Yet Qingxu and the deer still did not return.

The pharmacist and Maitreya felt a sense of foreboding.

Guang Chengzi and the Old Man of the South Pole also frowned. "Shouldn't they be back by now?"

Could it be...?

And just then...

Suddenly, a mournful suona melody rang out from outside the camp!

A funeral dirge, a sound that is as tragic as can be.

Upon hearing the familiar funeral melody, Guang Chengzi, the Antarctic Immortal, Chi Jingzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Yu Ding Zhenren, and others' expressions changed drastically. "This is bad!"

"Something's happened!"

"quick!"

Whoosh!

All the immortals slipped out of the tent.

Immediately, his face turned ashen and extremely gloomy!

The immortals glared angrily at Randeng!

Then you'll see!

The four men who lit the lamp, two to a team, each carried a coffin!

The lamp is lit while a mournful suona is played!

Last time, when Ju Liusun and Huanglong perished, it was Randeng who came to their funerals!

Xuan Du's face was gloomy!

Guang Chengzi, the Antarctic Immortal, and Chi Jingzi were all ashen-faced, their hearts burning with rage!

The pharmacist and Maitreya felt like the sky had fallen. "Holy crap! What's in that coffin?"

"Please don't tell me... it's the corpse of Junior Brother Zuo Lu?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

As the lamp was lit and a song was played, a tear unexpectedly rolled down my cheek.

Nothing more!

Weeping with joy!

I cried with excitement!

First, another damned disciple of the Chan Sect has fallen.

Secondly, his own path to Nirvana has become more refined.

Randeng cried with emotion, for it was all thanks to his father, the First Emperor!

Randeng wiped away his tears and couldn't help but smile, "I, Randeng, thank you all."

"Thank you for standing with me and my father, the First Emperor!"

"I wish you all a good death! May you die without peace!"

"In my next life, I will continue to be an enemy of my father, the First Emperor!"

"Hahaha! Hehehe!"

"Guys, let's go!"

Ran Deng burst into laughter.

"Damn you, Ran Deng! Prepare to die!"

Guang Chengzi unleashed the Fantian Seal, and in a fit of rage, smashed it towards Randeng!

With just one finger, Ran Deng sent the Fan Tian Seal flying. "Guang Chengzi, you worthless piece of trash? You think you're worthy to fight me?"

"When I was at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, I could completely crush you!"

When he was at the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, it wasn't that he couldn't defeat Guang Chengzi, but that he simply didn't dare to fight back!

Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could easily defeat him, let alone now that Randeng is a Quasi-Saint level expert!

With just a slight move, Ran Deng had left Guang Chengzi in a terrible state!

hum!

Xuan Du unleashed the Flaming Banner that rises from the ground!

The lamp still ignored him dismissively.

"I, Ran Deng, wish to leave; who can stop me?"

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, rotten fish and shrimp!" Ran Deng sneered.

How much humiliation and injustice did he suffer while expounding the teachings!

How much dignity and self-respect did one find in the presence of their father, the First Emperor!

The lamp-burning lamp once lost everything!

Now, with the First Emperor, everything has been recovered!