Li Jing activates the Fire-Eyed Golden-Jade Beast to clear the path, and this spiritual creature roars in anger, knocking over two Jie sect immortals with its immense weight, followed closely by Jin Za.
Nezha flipped gracefully in the air, leapt onto the back of the Fire-Eyed Golden-Jade Beast, planted his feet, faced backward, and with the steely look of youth on his face, he drew forth his Qiankun bow and loaded an arrow that could shake heaven. All three arrows struck their targets perfectly, killing the two fallen immortals from the Jie sect as well as the one nearest to them.
The power of the Shaking Heaven arrow was so immense that it nearly shattered the bodies of the three immortals.
Muzha sat on a wooden kite made of mechanical arts, and when he flicked his finger, the Wuhook sword turned into a streak of white light, cutting in half a Jie sect immortal with Taoist refinement who wielded a wolf-toothed club and had forcefully charged through the fire rain. The immortal was not entirely dead yet, but Li Jing reversed his long lance and used the "returning horse" maneuver. He moved his body backward and before the severed half of the immortal's body could hit the ground, he struck like a dragon with his lance, dealing another blow to the mortal's heart.
This immortal from the Jie sect must have some root in fire cultivation, as he was able to charge out amidst the swirling fire rain. The other immortals from the Jie sect do not possess such abilities.
The father and son quartet traveled south for thousands of miles, entering the territory of "Eight Mountains, One Water, and Ten Small Fields," where they finally stopped their feet.
Jin Za and Muzha's spiritual treasures were given to them by their master, and they themselves could not refine them. The power they could exert was limited, and the consumption during use was also great. After sitting down, they each took medicine to regulate their breath.
Nezha had his own spiritual treasures besides the Spiritual Jade Pot, which meant less consumption. However, he controlled too many spiritual treasures, and his human body was different from the lotus transformation; he was exhausted as well. Especially after drawing the bow and shooting the arrows, he had exhausted all his strength. He took two elixir pills like the others and then meditated to recover his magic power.
Li Jing didn't have any medicine, and his three older sons had not developed the habit of giving their father medicine. They didn't even have that awareness yet.
He drove the crystal pavilion once, igniting the feathers given to him by Deng Chanyu, riding the Fire-Eyed Golden-Jade Beast while running away, and his own magic power was not consumed much, although he sustained some injuries.
Seeing that his sons were all recovering their magic power, he pulled off his sleeve and bandaged his own wounds.
Having fought on the battlefield for half his life, injuries were a common occurrence. After bandaging his wounds, he took up his long spear and served as a lookout and guard.
Nezha recovered first, followed by Jin Za at the Taoist realm, and finally Muzha at the Zhennian realm.
"Those scoundrels are so unreasonable, let's charge back and get even with them! We'll pull out their tendons and skin them!" Nezha was very angry; the experience of being chased and fleeing in disarray was truly rare.
He didn't blame Li Jing for retreating with his three brothers. At that time, it was indeed impossible to continue fighting. What he regretted was that these Jie sect immortals did not uphold the principles of martial cultivation. They surrounded them with over a hundred people, all charging at them? Do you have any shame?
In his mind, the definition of a siege was having seven or eight people attacking one. This was the standard for a siege. How could over one hundred immortals from the Jie sect, crowding up, be too exaggerated?
Jin Za and Muzha were also very angry. They had been assisting Li Jing in refining the blade, which had consumed much of their magic power. This group of people emerged unexpectedly, catching them off guard with an unprepared battle.
They had no objections to returning to kill another batch. As disciples of the Zhenjiang Sect, they saw nothing wrong with killing a few Jie sect immortals if they had nothing better to do.
Li Jing remained confused: "Why did those Jie sect immortals want to kill my sons and me? What enmity do we have with them?"
Gao Yan, Huang Zhen, and these guys just killed without saying a word. It wasn't until Gao Yan was constantly commanding from the outermost perimeter that those Jie sect immortals occasionally shouted "kill the rebels." He even thought they were a group of mute immortals.
The three older sons looked at each other, knowing the reason for this. However, the question was whether to say anything or not.
In the end, it was Jin Za who was more straightforward. He recounted the story of the initial desire of Zhong Erlang to obtain Nezha's Xiumo Jin and how they engaged in a fight afterward.
Nezha held his head in his hands, complaining, "That so-called Yunli Golden Statue is big and looks impressive, but it's not useful. I didn't even use much force, and it got pierced through with a spear and died."
Li Jing had nothing to say. There really wasn't much room for reconciliation in this matter. Even if Nezha hadn't struck a fatal blow, given the arrogant temperament of these Jie sect immortals, they might still come back later to seek revenge.
Li Jing didn't know that Gao Yan's side was already short one. He thought that if they didn't kill the initial five, and let them set up...
Li Jing didn't know if they could break through the Heaven and Earth Sword Array set up by Gao Yan. Even if they didn't kill those five people, he wondered if they would be able to escape.
"Ah?" He thought of his Tian Gang Knife and quickly took it out for a closer look.
Most of the work on refining the knife had been completed, but some internal incantations were not yet fully inscribed.
At this moment, thirty-six Tian Gang Knives were lined up in a row. Among them, nine knives shone brighter than the others, and a layer of blood-colored malevolent energy could be seen on their blade edges.
Li Jing, as the owner of the treasure, knew best about its internal quality. At this moment, he guessed that the abnormality of these nine knives was related to the previous wave of Jie sect immortals.
The earth immortals are also immortals, and their memory is far superior to that of ordinary people. Li Jing recollected again and found that during the battle, they had indeed killed nine celestial immortals, including the one he killed with the Spiritual Jade Tower, as well as the one who had broken through the fire rain at the last moment, wielding a wolf-toothed club and being beheaded by the Wuhook sword but not immediately dying.
Among the over one hundred Jie sect immortals, some had lifestyles that corresponded with his Tian Gang Knives. Could it be that they were his own obstacles? This was the only answer he could think of.
He was not a person who was slow to adapt. Since killing enemies could strengthen his treasure, there was no need to hesitate.
"Let's go, father and son, let's go back to fight!"
When they returned to the coast of the East Sea, Gao Yan and the others had already disappeared.
Around the same time that Li Jing and his sons retreated, Gao Yan also returned to the East Sea with his own brothers.
There was no choice but to retreat; the casualties were too great, and the brothers had been scared out of their wits.
The Sun True Fire killed eleven people, and the power of the subsequent fire rain dropped significantly, although it remained dense and thick like fine needles. It still took away two of their brothers who were seriously injured.
A seemingly ordinary feather caused the death of eleven brothers, and the fire rain took away two severely injured ones, totaling thirteen brothers lost.
Nezha killed seven in the midst of battle and finally shot dead three.
Jin Za obtained three heads, Muzha had two and a half, Li Jing killed one and a half, and also killed the third-ranked figure, Lu Chang, with his Spiritual Jade Tower.
Li Jing and his four sons killed thirty of their brothers right by the seaside pavilion.
Including the five brothers who fell by the seaside in the beginning, today's two hours saw a loss of a third of them, a total of thirty-five brothers.
The entire group of immortals were in a state of low morale, mechanically flying to the Lingyun Island for temporary respite.
Suddenly, someone called out to them from a distance.
"Taoist friends, please stop for a moment!"
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