The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha
Chapter 246 - 245 Screw you, you damn bear!

Chapter 246: Chapter 245 Screw you, you damn bear!

How did they die?

It is said they mysteriously fell ill and passed away.

Nezha certainly didn’t believe it, but after calculating for a while, he got some clues. This was most likely some bigwig coming over to go through the motions, and with the Investiture of the Gods about to end, of course, they wouldn’t leave with Nezha.

Nezha didn’t pursue it further. After all, he couldn’t just pull Huang Feihu out of the Investiture of the Gods, could he?

That night in Nantang, many elderly high-ranking ministers passed away in their sleep, including Zhang Guifang, the two brothers-in-law Su Quanzhong and Deng Xiu, and the E Brothers.

At least, that’s what Nantang told the outside world.

For Nantang’s court, this could be considered a significant reshuffling of power.

In a way, it was a good thing.

...

After taking away Nantang’s elderly ministers, Nezha did not immediately return to the Heavenly Court. He still had to meet Jiang Ziya.

There was no way Nezha could fill all the vacancies under his charge on his own, so it was only logical to make a trip to Old Jiang and arrange things a bit.

Besides, he also wanted to witness the conclusion of this thirty-something-year-long tribulation.

Nezha was born amid this tribulation, and it could be said his figure was present at every turn of it. Though he had transcended the tribulation, he still wanted to see how it ended for those caught within it.

People like Yin Shou, and Jiang Ziya, for instance.

...

Almost as if predestined, Yin Shou and Ji Fa met once more on the fields of Mu Ye in this lifetime.

This place not only drew Nezha’s gaze from the clouds above but also attracted the attention of all the Great Experts in heaven and earth.

On Ji Fa’s side, he led an army of 300,000 with his brothers Ji Dan, Ji Du, Ji Xian, Ji Wu, and others.

Yin Shou stood alone at the front of his formation. Behind him were the Imperial Palace guards, the Chaoge defense troops, the scholars in court, and over 500,000 civilians wielding all sorts of random weapons.

Ji Fa looked back at his own army, then at the opposing side, and fell silent. What was going on?

Wasn’t this battle supposed to be the final hurdle? Why were there so many people again?

He turned to glance at the Chan Sect Immortals.

At this moment, Guang Chengzi and the others, after confirming that the opposing side had no Immortals aiding them, immediately adopted a "none of my business" attitude.

They had no intention of slaughtering mortals, let alone taking action against Yin Shou.

What tremendous karmic repercussions would that bring? Are you even worth it?

Yang Jian and Wei Hu exchanged a knowing glance, clearly planning to slack off.

Old Li raised his head to look at the sky as if something fascinating was happening up there.

Jiang Ziya kept his head down, lost in thought, completely devoid of any battle spirit.

Ji Fa scanned the area only to find his brothers ready for a fight, looking like they were prepared to risk their lives.

At this point, there was no way he could back out. This world was ultimately meant to belong to the Ji family.

Ji Fa’s first move was to attack the opponent’s morale. He had already seen that the majority of their forces weren’t regular troops.

"King Zhou has been tyrannical, plunging the realm into chaos. Now that he’s cornered, he’s forcing the people of Chaoge to sacrifice their lives in a futile resistance?"

His words were well-crafted to sow discord between Yin Shou and the people, aiming to collapse the opponent’s army from within.

Unfortunately, Ji Fa had no clue that the people of Chaoge hadn’t been coerced into the battle by Yin Shou at all.

Before Yin Shou could respond, a captain of the armored guards behind him roared, "Betrayal and dishonor—how dare you slander our Great King as tyrannical? You spineless bastard, if you’ve got the guts, kill us all! Otherwise, shut your mouth and scram!"

The surrounding armored guards instantly shouted in unison, "Shut your damn mouth!"

"Shut your damn mouth!"

"Shut your damn mouth!"

Even the elderly scholars, who usually prided themselves on being refined, turned red with rage and bellowed, "Shut your damn mouth!"

...

The booming chant of "Shut your damn mouth" reverberated across the skies above Mu Ye, shouted by over half a million people.

Ji Fa, raised as a noble from a young age, turned pale at such coarse language.

At the forefront of his army, Yin Shou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly bellowed, "Enough!"

His mana amplified his voice, instantly overpowering the deafening roars around him.

The crowd behind him immediately quieted down.

"Ji Fa, son of Ji, the war between Shang and Zhou has lasted for over 30 years. Let’s settle it once and for all now.

Do you dare to face me in a duel to the death?

The victor will claim the world, while the loser will be condemned for eternity."

A white-haired elder behind him was about to step forward to speak, but Yin Shou stopped him.

The elder glanced at Yin Shou before bowing deeply.

"I wish the Great King triumph in battle!"

The mass of people behind him knelt down in waves, creating a magnificent sight.

"I wish the Great King triumph in battle!"

All eyes from the opposing side turned to Ji Fa.

Ji Fa struggled to steady his trembling hands. He didn’t want to fight because his chances of winning were slim, but he had no choice.

"Fine! I, Ji Fa, accept your challenge!"

A red steed and a white horse charged toward the center of the battlefield at high speed.

Yin Shou’s previously calm gaze turned fervent.

It’s all back—the feeling of being in the spotlight, the rush of blood boiling—it’s all back!

Still a considerable distance away, Yin Shou raised his fist and unleashed a massive blow, **Kanglong Youhui**.

A gigantic golden dragon roared and shot straight toward Ji Fa.

Having fought countless battles on the battlefield, Ji Fa was highly skilled in martial arts. Yet, his mundane combat prowess couldn’t possibly match the otherworldly aura of Yin Shou’s golden dragon attack!

There was no way he could face it head-on. He quickly rolled off his horse to the side.

His little white steed was instantly pulverized by the dragon-shaped energy.

At that moment, Yin Shou had already closed in on him, lifting the Dragon Slayer Sword for a strike.

Ji Fa was left with no choice but to block it with his own sword.

**Clang!**

While Ji Fa’s weapon, blessed by the Human Dao of West Zhou, stood firm, he himself was sent flying backward by Yin Shou’s immense force.

"Hahaha, son of Ji! Give it your best shot!"

With those taunting words, Yin Shou leapt off his horse.

Holding his sword with both hands, he swung it horizontally, sending a giant burst of Sword Qi at Ji Fa.

Ji Fa narrowly avoided the strike by rolling away, scrambling to his feet in disarray.

From the clouds above, Nezha watched Yin Shou wreak havoc with awe, muttering to himself, "Yin Shou has worked hard all these years, hasn’t he?"

Knowing full well he couldn’t win alone, Ji Fa shouted at the top of his lungs, "Aren’t you going to help me?!"

Reacting first wasn’t the Zhou Army—but rather the Shang Army.

Several generals spurred their horses forward to charge at Ji Fa, only to be stopped by Yin Shou.

The forces of West Zhou exchanged uncertain glances.

The Chan Sect Immortals all turned their gazes skyward, deep in "thought."

Yang Jian and Wei Hu busied themselves polishing their weapons, one wiping his Three-pointed Two-edged Blade, the other his Demon-Subduing Pestle, acting as if Ji Fa’s cries fell on deaf ears.

This left only Ji Fa’s brothers.

They, too, could see how formidable Yin Shou was and seriously doubted whether they’d do anything more than throw their lives away by intervening.

Eventually, Ji Dan, seeing Ji Fa faltering, gritted his teeth and charged forward with his sword raised.

Seeing this, the other brothers could only follow suit and leap into the fray.

The Ji brothers were all quite skilled in martial arts. If scored as humans, they’d each be at least 85 out of 100.

But against an ascended Yin Shou, their fighting styles simply didn’t match.

While they hacked and slashed with their swords, Yin Shou, with a swing of the Dragon Slayer Sword, sent out massive slashes of Sword Qi. His fists and palms summoned waves of dragon roars, and when things got heated, he’d even manifest a three-meter-tall golden Dharma Form.

In mere moments, the Ji brothers were barely hanging on, relying solely on their teamwork to avoid total extermination.

By this point, Ji Fa had gone fully berserk, his eyes bloodshot. He lunged at Yin Shou wildly with his sword, despite his injuries, all the while screaming hysterically, "Yang Jian! Wei Hu! Are you really going to watch me die here?!"

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