The Immortal of Colossal Spirit is one of those old hands in the system who knows his limits very well. He can handle little demons and little monsters, but when faced with strong opponents, his only role is to serve as part of the ceremonial guard.

How powerful is Sun Wukong who caused havoc in the Heaven Palace? Yet he was still sent flying by the Bull Demon King with one strike. Can my small stature withstand such a blow?

You could say everyone laughs at Ben Bo Ba, but everyone is Ben Bo Ba.

Inwardly, he pondered that he hadn't offended the Primordial Monarch. Why did he get involved in this mess?

However, he couldn't refuse this task. No matter how chaotic his heart felt, he had to appear strong on the outside!

He confidently strode forward, then knelt on one knee and said, "Yes, Marshal! I will definitely fight for the Marshal to attack that demon!"

You can't deny, with the Immortal of Colossal Spirit's size, in a serious manner he does look quite the part.

After speaking, he looked up at Deng Chanyu. Deng Chanyu knew the Immortal of Colossal Spirit's background; this person doesn't have significant skills, but his greatest advantage is knowing his limits.

She subtly blinked, and the Immortal of Colossal Spirit immediately understood. He wouldn't misinterpret Deng Chanyu's blinking as having any special meaning.

Ah, it's just an exhibition match, isn't it? This is my familiar territory!

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit, looking very imposing, held two big axes and charged down from the clouds with a shout of "Wah ya ya ya."

Down below, the impatiently waiting Nezha found it amusing to see the Immortal of Colossal Spirit charging down.

"I am the Immortal under the seat of Emperor Ziwei..."

Bang!

Nezha knocked him down with a rod, "Little master here is in a hurry to cause havoc in the Heaven Palace, no time to play with you."

After knocking down the Immortal of Colossal Spirit, Nezha roared angrily.

"Old Niu, I've always been honest, with no grievance against your Heavenly Court, yet you press me like this? I'm not easy to bully either!"

Finishing his words, he transformed into a black wind and rushed up the clouds.

Deng Chanyu saw the Bull Demon King charging up hurriedly and said, "Deploy the array, quickly! Lei Zhenzi, go to block!"

How could Nezha give them a chance? He let out a roar to the sky, the sound resonating like thunder. The heavenly soldiers in action felt as if their brains were being bombarded and directly fell from the clouds.

Fifty thousand heavenly soldiers plummeted down like dumplings.

The Twenty-eight Star Constellations covered their ears in panic, thinking, how is this demon so fierce?

Deng Chanyu wasn't affected, but she was an insider. At this moment, she also covered her ears, pretending to be in pain.

The only one unaffected was Lei Zhenzi. He didn't know the Bull Demon King's background, but knowing Deng Chanyu's close relationship with his Junior Master, he also used all his strength to unleash the magical treasure, and threw it at the Bull Demon King.

Meanwhile, Nezha cleaned up the small fry and withdrew the sonic wave, preparing to deal with Lei Zhenzi's magical treasure. Down below, Sun Wukong, who had been knocked away by him, saw the heavenly soldiers suffering and stopped pretending to be dead, taking a breath and quickly coming to aid in battle.

The Bull Demon King fought against Sun Wukong, Lei Zhenzi.

Nezha intentionally pulled his punches, pretending to be disturbed by Lei Zhenzi's magical treasure while engaging in battle with the two.

Deng Chanyu in the back rolled her eyes before shouting, "Everyone hang in there! I'll go ask Your Majesty for reinforcements!"

Turning her head, she ran, and the Twenty-eight Star Constellations, seeing Sun Wukong and Lei Zhenzi falling into disadvantage again, quickly stepped forward to assist.

Nezha was having fun, and you have to admit, Sun Wukong, who bathed in Holy Blood before descending, really was tough.

The big stick in his hand could only be received by Sun Wukong, while Lei Zhenzi could only control the magical treasure in resistance, not daring to get involved.

The Twenty-eight Star Constellations kept their distance, using divine skills and spells, not daring to get close at all.

And Nezha, transformed into the Bull Demon King, had the aura of holding the world in his hand with his rod, anything under the divine powers and spells falling silent.

Nezha found a chance to knock down several Star Constellations and began relentless pursuit. The tank in the front row, Sun Wukong, soon couldn't hold on, retreating as he fought, and before long, a group of them had fought their way to the South Heavenly Gate.

At this point, Deng Chanyu had already gathered the Thunder, Fire, Water, and Pestilence Departments, with Wen Zhong, the highest officer of the Thunder Department, having a rigid personality, not used to seeing such arrogant demons.

Leading the Thunder Department generals, he charged forward to set up an array, heavenly thunder rolling and striking down towards Nezha. Since the Thunder God lost to Nezha, the Heavenly Dao had taken back two-tenths of the thunder authority. The Thunder Department could be considered the most directly benefited divinity.

Sun Wukong, seeing the Thunder Department so fierce, quickly retreated alongside Lei Zhenzi to Deng Chanyu's side.

"Bold demon, this is a sacred place of the Heaven Palace, how can you act recklessly?"

Dense heavenly thunder transformed into various weapons, charging down towards Nezha. Nezha glanced at them with some disdain; so what if they received the authority? These means were far from the Thunder God.

The Thunder of others had already transformed into life; your thunder was still shaping into objects, truly showing high and low at a glance.

"You suppress me, Old Niu, can't Old Niu resist?"

After speaking, the Iron Rod swept at the thunderous weapons above, under the shadow of the rod, all thunder was extinguished.

The second swing targeted Wen Zhong, not due to personal grievances, but because the array used Wen Zhong as its array eye.

Bang!

The numerous Thunder Generals protecting Wen Zhong were all knocked away, the rod's momentum unrelenting, hitting the old man's body, the dense array patterns around the old man flickered a few times and were shattered completely.

Nezha drew back the Iron Rod in a sweeping motion, a black wind blew, scattering the Thunder Department members where they couldn't be found.

Twisting his neck, Nezha struck a handsome pose.

"Who in your Heavenly Court can fight the best?"

All the Immortals glanced at each other, oh my, where did such a brave demon come from?

The Thunder Department, now except for the Battle Department, is the Heavenly Court's strongest combat division. If they can't do it, other departments are even less worth mentioning.

As for the strongest Battle Department, it's not easily mobilized.

Sun Wukong now was a bit doubtful about his monkey life, dude, you're so fierce, back when we caused havoc in the Heaven Palace together, still being some demon king?

Did we already say something about us two ruling the Heavenly Court?

Is it enough now? Certainly not.

Causing havoc in Heaven Palace, it's a must-try in Primordial times.

Nezha swung his big staff angrily and said, "Since the strongest won't come out, I'll fight till he does!"

He then strode forward, and the Water, Fire, and Pestilence Departments knew they couldn't retreat now, so they gritted their teeth and charged forward.

Sun Wukong didn't join but pulled on Deng Chanyu's sleeve.

"Marshal, Marshal, I think no one can handle Bull Demon King, why not let Your Majesty take action?"

Deng Chanyu showed a helpless expression, let Your Majesty take action? Would he be hitting himself?

"Great Saint, last time Your Majesty took action, it was quite draining, and he's currently recovering. Handling this Ox Demon might be a bit tough."

Sun Wukong had an expression of sudden understanding, like I said, showing off has its price.

"Then what do we do? The people of the three departments are barely holding on!"

Deng Chanyu also looked flustered.

"Great Saint, you hold on first, I'll go invite the True Martial Demon Cleansing Heavenly Venerate!"

He turned and scampered off.

Sun Wukong watched as Deng Chanyu's shadow disappeared, feeling speechless. Are you being a marshal all about tact and social maneuvers?

And you expect me to hold on, can I really?

Looking up, most of the people from the three departments had already been knocked flying. Sun Wukong reluctantly lifted his rod and charged forward with Lei Zhenzi.

Unfortunately, neither of them could hold back Bull Demon King, whom Nezha had become.

Nezha swung left and right, scattering the immortals so much that they were in disarray, and soon stormed into the South Heavenly Gate.

No technique, just sheer force.

Upon entering the South Heavenly Gate, Nezha didn't go smashing and wrecking buildings like his predecessors; this was his own home, who'd pay for the damage?

If not buildings, hitting people was fair game; there are no injury claims in the Heavenly Court.

The Barefoot Immortal had run over gleefully to see the fun, only to see an Ox Demon charging with a big club and then his vision went black.

There was more than one immortal like the Barefoot Immortal!

Nezha hit anyone in sight, throwing the entire Heaven Palace into chaos.

A group of little fairies was scared stiff, not daring to venture out and directly hid in the Turquoise Pool.

"It's terrible, Goddess, outside there's an Ox Demon with mad cow disease, hitting anyone it sees, it's terrifying!"

Primordial times didn't have mad cow disease, but maybe they will from now on.

The Queen Mother was watching the situation outside in her mirror, while Long Ji giggled foolishly beside her, looking at the Bull Demon King rampaging around with eyes full of admiration.

Long Ji knew that the Bull Demon King was Nezha's disguise and was actually there to inform the Queen Mother of this.

The Queen Mother also felt speechless, how old already, still so playful?

However, she was too lazy to intervene.

"Activate the Turquoise Pool's grand array."

"Yes."

...

Nezha felt thrilled; causing chaos in Heaven Palace was such an exhilaration, truly a classic Primordial experience.

He arrived at the entrance of the Palace of the Polestar, and reinforcements from the Heavenly Court Battle Department had finally arrived, led by the True Martial Emperor Yang Jian.

In terms of relationships, Yang Jian was quite close to Nezha, and they had a good friendship, so he knew a bit of the inside story. Plus, considering Bull Demon King's reputation for strength, with his keen mind, it wasn't hard to guess it was Nezha's disguise.

So now came the problem.

Question: How to gracefully and naturally lose to your own leader without appearing incompetent?

Urgent!

Upon seeing the reinforcements arrive, Monkey immediately retreated into the crowd, pushing Yang Jian to the front.

No matter how good he was at taking hits, it still hurt!

Yang Jian hesitated on the course of action, when from the crowd, a good-hearted person, the Azure Dragon Star Lord, Master Huang Long, stepped forth.

"Don't worry, nephew, let your uncle handle this demon! I want to see what abilities this demon possesses?"

Master Huang Long, being from the Dragon Clan and under a Saint, had every right to look down on all demons, yes, all of them.

Unfortunately, Nezha was no demon.

Master Huang Long brandished the Dragon Tooth Sword, stabbing forward, the sharp Sword Qi glinting coldly towards Nezha's forehead. In truth, Huang Long was not weak. Even the Tongtian Sect Master would praise his solid foundation upon seeing this swordsmanship.

Hiding behind, Sun Wukong was stunned too. He sensed that Huang Long was no pushover, at least he possibly couldn't handle him, so he reflexively asked, "Whose department's general is this, so fierce? Why have I never seen him before?"

Deng Chanyu now acted as the battlefield commentator and said, "This one is among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect..."

Bang!

Nezha swung down with a big strike, and Master Huang Long fell asleep on the ground. Huang Long might withstand hits but couldn't endure Nezha's overwhelming power!

He was holding back too, or otherwise, Master Huang Long would turn into Huang Long sauce.

Deng Chanyu hadn't finished speaking when this valiant general lay on the ground unmoving.

"Ahem, ahem, well, not exactly a big name."

Sun Wukong had a you-must-be-kidding expression, this Twelve Golden Immortals thing sounded impressive, yet wasn't a big name?

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