Gui Sun looked down at Qing Long and said, "I thought you were annihilated in that battle all those years ago. I never expected you to still be alive. It's quite... surprising."
Qing Long's face was full of rage.
He remembered the battle ten thousand years ago.
He had defied the heavens, single-handedly holding back the onslaught of countless异魔 (Yi Mo).
But he was, after all, a divine beast.
Not a sage.
There was a limit to his strength.
Just as he had slain an immeasurable number of 异魔 (Yi Mo).
Gui Sun had appeared.
He possessed strength comparable to that of a Saint Venerable realm expert.
Qing Long and Gui Sun fought for three days and three nights.
Ultimately, Qing Long was defeated.
However, unwilling to die, a wisp of his residual soul tore through the void and entered the mortal realm, transforming into an egg.
Now, seeing Gui Sun again.
While filled with fury, Qing Long also felt a strong sense of impending doom.
Gui Sun's strength was evident.
A Saint Venerable realm expert was comparable to the Jade Emperor, second only to a semi-sage.
If he were at his peak, perhaps he could have fought.
But now...
He felt despair.
A despair even more intense than ten thousand years ago.
If Gui Sun could not be killed, the mortal world would be utterly conquered.
The people living on this land would become food for the 异魔 (Yi Mo).
This world would undoubtedly be drowned in blood, piled high with corpses, and its inhabitants devastated.
At that very moment.
Li Mu's voice rang out, "Brother Dragon, what did you call this guy? Gui Sun? How can anyone have a name like that? Doesn't he know it's an insult?"
"Yes, he is Gui Sun!" Qing Long's unpleasant mood vanished. "This Gui Sun is very strong, a top-tier expert among the 异魔 (Yi Mo), ranking among the eighteen Heavenly Kings!"
Gui Sun's eyes gleamed coldly. "You dare to wag your tongue when death is upon you? Today, I shall send you to your demise!" With that, he pointed across the void.
Instantly.
A demonic energy that blazed like a raging inferno transformed into two sword energies, tearing through the heavens and slashing towards Qing Long and Li Mu.
In that critical moment, as swift as lightning.
Li Xiang stepped forward, holding his Fire-Tipped Spear before him, staunchly blocking Gui Sun's fatal blow.
However.
Blood the color of vermilion spurted from his mouth.
Although he had recovered his cultivation to his peak, he was, after all, only a top-tier War God level expert.
There was still a chasm between him and the Saint Venerable realm.
"Fire-Tipped Spear?" Gui Sun looked at Li Xiang with great interest. "I know you. Your name is Nezha, right? I truly didn't expect you to have recovered your past life's memories and cultivation."
"However, even if that were the case, what does it matter?"
"Let alone you alone."
"Even the three of you brothers, plus your father, are destined to be no match for me!"
"Especially your father, Li Jing."
"Heh!"
"Heavenly King?"
"What a joke."
"You can't even block one of my moves!"
Li Xiang's eyes blazed with fury. "So, it was you who killed my father?"
His relationship with his father in his past life had indeed been very poor.
After all, he had once hated his father.
And even performed the act of bone-scraping to return them to his father.
But that was confined to his childhood.
Especially after the Investiture of the Gods, the relationship between father and son had improved significantly.
As the saying goes, the deeper the past hatred, the deeper the present love.
When he heard the news of his father's death while killing 异魔 (Yi Mo) in the Lingxiao Palace, he had completely broken down. He had killed countless 异魔 (Yi Mo) single-handedly before succumbing to exhaustion.
But recalling the feelings he had when he first heard the bad news, he was still overcome with grief.
Gui Sun shook his head. "You can't just because I killed your father, ignore the fact that your two elder brothers also died at my hands!"
"I will kill you!"
Li Xiang transformed into his three-headed, six-armed form, and also cast the Dharma Aspect of Heaven and Earth, becoming a hundred-meter-tall giant, wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear, Wind-Fire Wheels, and the Hun Tian Ling to battle Gui Sun.
"Weak!"
"Weak!"
"Weak!"
"Too weak!"
Gui Sun stood calmly in the void, effortlessly blocking Li Xiang's tempestuous assault.
"Lord Dragon, have we lost this battle?" Li Mu's eyes flickered with fear and unease.
He was not afraid of death.
And had long prepared himself to face it with equanimity.
What filled him with dread was the annihilation of the reincarnated celestial beings.
By then.
The Three Realms would be finished!
Qing Long sighed softly. "I also do not wish to see this outcome, but... it is done. We cannot change the current situation."
"Unless..."
Li Mu quickly asked, "Unless what?"
Qing Long: "Unless an extremely powerful cheat appears, no one can kill Gui Sun!"
Gui Sun easily fended off Li Xiang's attack, emitting a disdainful sound. "I advise you not to struggle futilely. Do you think you retook the Lingxiao Palace and drove my race out of the Three Realms?"
"It's useless!"
"My race has long known about that fellow named Chen Nan!"
"If I'm not mistaken, he should have reached the Third Heaven and is heading towards the Myriad Demon Cave!"
"That is the only path to the Fourth Heaven."
"Once he reaches the Myriad Demon Cave, he will be killed by the experts of my race who have ambushed there."
"However, to be cautious, all reincarnated gods must die."
"Chen Nan must also die!"
Boom!
Qing Long felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He hadn't expected the 异魔 (Yi Mo) to know about Chen Nan's journey to the God Realm.
If the 异魔 (Yi Mo) had indeed dispatched experts there.
The consequences would be unimaginable.
"You can die now!" Gui Sun extended a palm.
The seemingly casual palm strike contained overwhelming demonic energy.
It descended like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly crushing Li Xiang's magical abilities and causing him to revert to his infantile form.
Blood flowed from his seven orifices.
The sight was horrific.
Even his divine soul had suffered severe damage.
One could imagine how terrifying that blow was.
"Even Haotian died by my hand. How can a mere Divine Venerable like you withstand my attack?" Gui Sun floated in the night sky, arrogant and commanding.
Then, with a casual wave of his hand.
Li Xiang, spitting blood, flew to Qing Long's side. He was now completely limp and powerless, unable to fight any longer.
Gui Sun's lips curved into a sinister smile. "This is more like it. I can finish all three of you with one move! There's no need for a second!"
"Lord Dragon, I'm afraid I can't lead the gods of this life to the Immortal Realm!" Li Xiang trembled, his right hand clenching the Fire-Tipped Spear, his eyes filled with deep unwillingness.
Qing Long smiled with detached ease. "It matters not!"
"Although the outcome is not what we desired."
"However."
"We strived, we tried, we fought."
"Even if the result is unsatisfactory, we have no regrets!"
"You may proceed on your journey! This time, I will scatter your souls to the winds!" Gui Sun's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he extended a palm. A dark golden hand appeared out of nowhere and instantly flew towards Qing Long and the other two.
Whoosh!
A gale raged.
The wind roared, stinging the eyes and making them unable to open.
Just as Qing Long, Li Mu, and Li Xiang had prepared themselves to face death with equanimity.
A golden arrow appeared before them out of thin air.
This arrow seemed to have descended from the highest heavens.
It was as if it were an arrow shot by an ancient, powerful being.
It emanated destruction and immortality.
It shattered Gui Sun's fatal blow, pierced Gui Sun's physical body, and spattered a mist of crimson blood.
Gui Sun roared in anger, "Who is it?"
A tall figure emerged from the void.
He held a golden recurve bow, and his entire being emanated an ancient, yet powerful aura.
Like a ruler commanding the world, he spoke with a cold voice. "Yi!"