The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 214 - 213 Nuwa: I am the True Sect of Pangu!

Chapter 214: Chapter 213 Nuwa: I am the True Sect of Pangu!

Twelve clusters of silver-gray mist merged under the array patterns, eventually enveloping the three treasures.

"Yunxiao, I’m back."

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao instinctively wanted to refuse, yet there seemed to be some mysterious magic in the voice—it was the confidence borne of sheer power!

Within the Mountain and River Map, amidst the silver-gray mist, a muscular and strong arm reached out toward the three treasures. The three treasures seemed to recall some thrilling event, their brilliance flickering before merging into an ethereal axe, which was firmly grasped by the large hand.

The mist was so dense that it was impossible to see what lay within.

At this moment, Nezha felt his heart overwhelmed by that unparalleled power, yet managed to retain a sliver of rationality.

The arm deep within the mist dragged the axe and burst out from the Mountain and River Map.

Outside, yellow sand intertwined with blood mist. Yunxiao felt a tremendous force shake her chest, sending her flying backward. She then saw a gray mist extending outward, with an arm gripping an axe emerging from within.

The overwhelming sense of power brought her nothing but fear—a primal, instinctive terror that all living beings feel toward irresistible strength.

Under the depths of the Blood Pool, Minghe and Kunpeng, who had been cautiously guarding against each other, were utterly dumbfounded.

At that moment, their thoughts were eerily aligned: "Holy crap, Pangu! Is this for real?"

Nezha, having initiated the One Qi to Twelve Dregs formation to establish the Twelve Degree Heavenly Gods Evil Formation, wasn’t concerned about any of that. As soon as the arm extended out from the Mountain and River Map, everything in the surrounding area ceased to function under the oppressive force.

What kind of motion is eternal? What kind of stillness is relative? That’s just because your power isn’t enough!

Under absolute power, water can burn, flames can flow, time can manifest, and space can be touched—this is the essence of absolute power!

"If I say it can, it will!"

Under the gaze of the Six Saints, an axe strike capable of shaking the Primordial Realm fell boldly!

Array formations, Divine Authority, Divine status, the Power of Heaven—all shattered under a single strike!

Nothing could withstand the light of the axe. The array shattered instantly, and over five thousand miles of yellow sand were obliterated by the axe’s radiance, while water from beneath the earth gushed outward in torrents.

The waves of tremendous power shook the sky.

Hao Tian was leisurely admiring a beautiful Glazed Cup. He had previously seen the one Nezha had sent to the Queen Mother from afar and loved it, but no matter how much he hinted, it seemed the Queen Mother didn’t catch on.

Helplessly, he decided to make one himself, though it wasn’t as solid. This moment, however, the Palace of the Polestar shook so violently that the cup-wielding Juanlian accidentally toppled, smashing the cup to pieces.

His creation was counterfeit—while Nezha’s was at least pretty and sturdy, his skimped on materials and only looked pretty. One fall, and it shattered completely.

Juanlian froze in shock, the honest man quickly dropping to his knees to beg for forgiveness.

But at this moment, Hao Tian had no time to bother with him. He circulated his mana to stabilize the Heavenly Court and quickly pulled out the Hao Tian Mirror to investigate the Three Realms. After searching for a long time, he still couldn’t discern the cause.

Helpless, he resorted to the Power of Heaven, finally detecting something unusual at the old site of Yun Meng Swamp.

Meanwhile, all participants in the incident had long fled the scene!

As soon as Kunpeng and Minghe saw Nezha emerge wielding the axe, they bolted away at full speed, not daring to look back.

Yunxiao, seeing the formation broken, was concerned about her sister. She hurriedly gathered the unconscious Nezha and, despite her own injuries, raced toward the East Sea.

The site was left with only half sand and half gushing spring at the old ruins of Yun Meng Swamp.

Hao Tian despised the feeling of being out of control, but after searching so long without finding the culprit, his fury reached a boiling point.

Little did he know, this was actually Daoist Ancestor’s way of protecting him.

Having nowhere to vent his rage, Hao Tian finally turned his attention to the honest man kneeling before him.

"Juanlian, for committing the grave sin of shattering the Seven-colored Glaze Cup and other treasures of the Heavenly Court, I hereby strip you of your Immortal Records and exile you to the Mortal World and Flowing Sand River. You will suffer daily hunger and cold, and the pain of ten thousand swords piercing your heart!"

Flowing Sand River was the name he gave to the newly-formed ruins of Yun Meng Swamp.

Juanlian was even more dumbfounded at the declaration.

"Come on now, are you intentionally picking on me for being honest? That shoddy lamp of yours broke the moment it hit the ground—is it really worth that much?"

Gold Star Taibai, who had come to report after sensing the shaking of the Heavenly Court, took one look at the shattered lamp and Juanlian kneeling below and figured out the story. Hearing Hao Tian declare such severe punishment, he wanted to intervene, but Hao Tian’s glare forcibly stopped him.

Outside, several Heavenly Soldiers dragged the protesting Juanlian away.

Watching this scene, Gold Star Taibai gained a newfound understanding of Hao Tian’s callousness and lack of compassion. He had to admit that those who served closely beside Hao Tian must be his most loyal followers, yet Juanlian ended up in such a miserable state just because of one flawed lamp.

The sentiment of "the rabbit dies, the fox mourns" deeply resonated within him.

"Your Majesty, this... this might be the work of some demon. Why not send the Immortal of Colossal Spirit to lead an army and investigate?"

Hao Tian, having vented his anger, finally had a way to retreat gracefully, his expression beginning to soften.

"Approved."

...

Yunxiao tightly held the Mountain and River Map as she rushed toward Golden Turtle Island. At this moment, she was completely unaware that she had already become the true protagonist of the heavens and earth.

This was evidenced by the seven Saints who were all now watching her.

Why couldn’t Hao Tian deduce or detect anything? It was because Tongtian Sect Master had wiped away all traces of everything involved. This time, even Yuanshi Tianzun tacitly refrained from opposing the youngest of the Three Pure Ones.

Lady Houtu of the underworld was pacing back and forth restlessly.

Nuwa, meanwhile, had her face close to the Heavenly Observation Realm, sensing Nezha’s current state. After several glances, she confirmed he was fine but grew a bit annoyed. Where on earth had her little disciple learned these methods?

Was this truly her disciple or the Three Pure Ones’ disciple?

She mulled over it for a moment before flipping back onto the cloud bed. Forget it—not worth thinking about.

What did Nezha’s incredible strength signify?

It all pointed to one conclusion: she had taught him well!

The Three Pure Ones know nothing about Heavenly Creation!

The lineage of Nuwa is the true heir of Pangu’s legacy! (proud face.JPG)

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The price of Nezha’s earth-shattering strike was immense. First, the split bodies from the One Qi to Three Pure Ones divine skill had completely crumbled.

Second, both the map and banner were destroyed, and the original fragments collected by Nezha were the only remnants of the bell—the rest had disintegrated into dust.

Third, the Eight-Nine Profound Skills had been entirely crippled by the recoil force, with all associated divine skills reduced to their most basic level.

Was the loss significant? Certainly.

But the gains were monumental.

First was Nezha’s Taoist Body, which had been altered by an inexplicable force, likely from the projection of Pangu’s Power itself.

Pangu’s Power: "You weakling, what kind of lousy Taoist Body is this? It’s not even fit for a fight. Let me fix it for you."

That was essentially the sentiment.

Second was the massive progress in both the Power Dao and False Dao. After such an experience, Nezha felt like he had the capabilities of a top-tier driver taking a spin in a low-tier car.

Though the top-tier driver’s ability was only a temporary privilege—a one-time experience—it didn’t matter. Once you’ve experienced it, you’ve experienced it. He was now unquestionably stronger than ninety-nine percent of immortals in the Primordial Realm.

He may not excel in other aspects, but when it came to pure destruction, among his peers, he was absolutely unparalleled!

Nezha remained unconscious, as the massive amount of information carried by the strike exceeded the total capacity of his Profound Immortal Divine Soul to process. It had triggered his Divine Soul’s self-protection mechanism.