Journey to the West: We're too early, Nezha is only seven years old.

"Jiang Shang! I know you are a disciple of Yuxu Palace. I will definitely settle this with you today." Just as Zhou Xiaobai was about to leave, he heard a loud shout from outside.

Taiyi Zhenren hurriedly went out the door, with Zhou Xiaobai following closely behind.

Only by staying close to one's master can one ensure safety. Someone who could find Jiang Ziya at such a time could probably kill him with a single blow.

He is aware of this. Although he has some potential now, potential cannot replace strength, and he needs time to grow.

The Taoist riding a black tiger in the air had arrived at the main tent and pointed at Jiang Ziya below.

"Zhao Gongming, the eldest disciple of the outer sect of the Ming Jie Sect!" Taiyi Zhenren said, blocking Zhou Xiaobai's mouth. His eyes swept around, trying to find Nezha.

"It's finally here!" Zhou Xiaobai thought to himself, his eyes shining.

The opportunity for Daoist Ran Deng has arrived, and he is already considering how to rob Hu.

This is no easy task; to snatch an opportunity from a quasi-saint is thrilling just to think about.

He wouldn't have done such a thing if the Taoist Ran Deng hadn't almost killed him.

Zhou Xiaobai didn't know if Daoist Randeng would send him to his death again in the future, but once was enough; he wanted to block Daoist Randeng's path to enlightenment.

Jiang Ziya was about to reply to Zhao Gongming, but Zhao Gongming was not there to speak. Instead, he leaped up on a tiger and struck Jiang Ziya with a whip in his hand.

Jiang Ziya hurriedly parried, but Zhao Gongming was incredibly powerful; his attack was as fast as lightning and struck Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya screamed and was knocked off his four-legged form. Nezha's Wind and Fire Wheels appeared in front of him, blocking Zhao Gongming's next attack. Jinzha took this opportunity to bring Jiang Ziya back.

All of this happened in an instant. No one expected Zhao Gongming to be so powerful. Everyone present had cultivation and could sense that Jiang Ziya's aura was gone.

When Zhao Gongming saw that Jiang Ziya had been rescued, although he sensed that Jiang Ziya was already dead, he was prepared to bring back Jiang Ziya's body this time.

Who could tolerate Jiang Ziya killing several Heavenly Lords of the Jie Sect and hanging Zhao Jiang under a reed awning? As the eldest outer disciple of the Jie Sect, how could he possibly endure such an extremely humiliating act?

Therefore, he struck with deadly force, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Nezha, you're courting death!" Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed red, a sign of extreme anger, and he roared.

A flash of light appeared on the golden whip in his hand. Nezha instinctively tried to defend himself, but he was still sent flying, and even the Wind and Fire Wheels under his feet were knocked off.

When Taiyi Zhenren saw Nezha being knocked down, he was about to intervene when he saw Nezha roll around on the ground a few times and recall his Wind and Fire Wheels on his own. Only then did Taiyi Zhenren breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Xiaobai then released Xiao Bu, as Xiao Bu was probably the only one who could help Nezha in this situation.

At this moment, Huang Tianhua, riding a jade unicorn, arrived and joined forces with Nezha, who had rejoined the battlefield, to fight against Zhao Gongming.

Lei Zhenzi, wielding a golden cudgel, swung it down at Zhao Gongming from the air.

Yang Jian appeared at the same time and rushed towards the battlefield.

Zhao Gongming was completely unconcerned about facing so many opponents all at once. He wielded his golden whip and fought with the crowd.

Zhou Xiaobai stared wide-eyed at the battle in disbelief.

He knew Zhao Gongming was strong, but he never imagined he was this powerful, especially considering that at this time no one was using magic weapons; everyone was fighting with physical weapons.

Originally, he thought he had some fighting power because he had the "Divine Will Heavy Pestle" and learned the "Demon-Subduing Pestle Technique". But today, after seeing a truly powerful person, he realized that his vision was still too narrow.

Zhao Gongming fought with increasing ferocity, and his furious attacks were unbearable for his opponents.

Especially Nezha, who was injured from being whipped, would turn paler every time he clashed weapons with Zhao Gongming.

"Xiao Bu, go!" Zhou Xiaobai commanded in a deep voice.

He didn't understand why the other immortals weren't helping, but seeing Nezha's situation, he had no choice but to lend a hand.

Little did he know that Zhao Gongming's greatest strength was not his weapon, but his magic treasure, which was even a primordial spiritual treasure.

Among the Golden Immortals present, none dared to claim they could withstand Zhao Gongming's innate spiritual treasure.

Therefore, since he could fight Zhao Gongming with weapons and quell his anger, why force him to use his innate spiritual treasure with all his might?

It should be noted that this place is the center of the Investiture of the Gods calamity, where any immortal, including Golden Immortals, could die and be listed on the Investiture of the Gods.

Little Bu dashed into the battlefield, its body transforming into the size of a white elephant, nimbly weaving through the crowd.

Zhao Gongming was doing his best to suppress the group when he was caught off guard by a sudden attack from a spirit beast. Xiao Bu's attack was the most difficult to deal with among the spirit beasts.

Xiao Bu bit Zhao Gongming's neck. After Zhao Gongming was injured, he was about to strike it with his golden whip, but it released its grip and fled far away, giving Zhao Gongming no chance at all.

Zhao Gongming was in a terrible state at this moment, with blood gushing from the wound on his neck and his breathing becoming disordered.

He dared not linger any longer and urged the black tiger to fly out of the city.

Although he was injured, the Golden Immortals in the city still dared not stop him, allowing several third-generation disciples to pursue him.

"Little Bu, come back!" Zhou Xiaobai commanded Little Bu in his mind.

Little Bu's body quickly shrank back to its Ragdoll form and jumped back to his side.

"What a fine spirit beast!" Taiyi Zhenren smiled slightly as he casually blocked several probing divine thoughts.

He immediately withdrew his divine senses. His action signified that the spirit beast was under his protection and belonged to the Chan Sect. Even the likes of the Twelve Golden Immortals would not dare to make a move against it.

Upon hearing of Jiang Ziya's death, King Wu rushed to the tent.

"With the Prime Minister dead, what will become of us?" King Wu said sadly.

"It's alright, Ziya was destined to face this calamity!" Guang Chengzi said as he stepped forward.

He took out a magic pill and gave it to Jiang Ziya to drink with water.

A moment later, Jiang Ziya shouted, opened his eyes again, and his breathing returned to normal.

King Wu was overjoyed and immediately ordered his men to take good care of Jiang Ziya, while also spreading the good news to ensure that it did not affect the morale of the army.

On the other side, Nezha returned empty-handed and was forced by Taiyi Zhenren to take the elixir.

"Don't be so reckless next time. If it weren't for Xiaobai's help, you would have been in danger this time!" Taiyi Zhenren muttered.

While Taiyi Zhenren wasn't paying attention, Nezha secretly grinned at Zhou Xiaobai, then took out a Beast Spirit Pill from his pocket and tossed it to Xiaobu.

Seeing this, Master Taiyi shook his head helplessly, but seeing his two disciples helping each other like this, he felt a little better.

At least if Nezha gets into trouble in the future, Zhou Xiaobai will definitely lend a hand. As for if Zhou Xiaobai gets into trouble, needless to say.

The benefits that Nezha demanded from him to give to Zhou Xiaobai were already considerable, not to mention the several martial arts techniques that Nezha secretly taught Zhou Xiaobai before he entered the sect, which were all closely guarded secrets.