606: Chapter 240 Conditions_5 606: Chapter 240 Conditions_5 Nezha had not believed it before, but now he did.
“Tsk tsk, so weak.
This is the top War God of the Three Realms?
I didn’t expect you to be so easily defeated.”
Shao Siming said with a light laugh, her face full of disdain.
Nezha’s face turned ashen.
He struggled to his feet, his eyes fixed on Shao Siming as he said coldly, “Don’t get cocky.
If we were in the same Realm, you would have no chance against me.
It’s just that my Realm isn’t as advanced as yours.
Given time, once I become the Great Heavenly Venerate, killing you would be like slaughtering pigs and dogs.”
“You won’t have a future.”
Shao Siming gave a faint smile.
How could she possibly let Nezha live?
Even though her tone was light and she seemed to look down on Nezha, Siming was well aware that her opponent was indeed excellent.
Nezha was not her match and was so easily defeated because he was just at the Heavenly Venerate Realm.
Once Nezha stepped into the Great Heavenly Venerate Realm, his strength would surge immediately.
Even if he wasn’t a match for Shao Siming, the gap wouldn’t be too wide.
After progressing further in the Great Heavenly Venerate Realm, defeating Shao Siming wouldn’t be a problem.
Of course, that was assuming Nezha could survive the day.
Right now, it didn’t look like he had any hope left.
“Heh, then I’ll wait for you all to join me, forever plunging into darkness.
After all, someone will avenge this Crown Prince.”
Nezha sneered.
He wasn’t at all afraid of death.
Even if he were to be killed, he wasn’t frightened.
Only he wondered if that old fellow Li Jing would show any signs of sadness or grief upon learning of his death.
Would he perhaps set off a few strings of firecrackers to celebrate?
If it were based on their past relationship, it wouldn’t be surprising if Li Jing actually did that.
With death imminent, Nezha’s mind was still bursting with such thoughts.
Even Nezha himself found it amusing, unable to resist a smile at the corners of his mouth.
Shao Siming mistook his smile as mockery towards her.
Her face darkened, and her killing intent soared.
Boom.
Shao Siming made her move again, using her full power this time, determined to obliterate Nezha in one strike.
Nezha mustered all his strength for an attack, even if he were about to be killed, he wanted to resist.
A cruel smile appeared on the corners of Shao Siming’s mouth.
She relished watching geniuses being killed.
After all, during the time of Tai Yi, she had slain countless talents of other races, and the thrill of crushing geniuses was her favorite.
Nezha was, without a doubt, a genuine talent.
Nezha awaited the arrival of death with surprising calmness, even feeling a bit amused.
He himself hadn’t expected to be this serene in the face of death.
A loud noise echoed, and time ticked away slowly.
Nezha marveled in his heart, thinking that this must be what it felt like to be killed, feeling no pain at all.
His mind was not immediately annihilated, but instead, exceedingly clear, and he supposed that what followed should be eternal darkness.
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Nezha awaited the true arrival of death.
However, after several breaths, he heard Shao Siming’s frustrated shriek and sensed a familiar presence.
Nezha was puzzled.
He wasn’t dead?
He opened his eyes, somewhat skeptical, and saw a familiar figure.
There was another person nearby, someone he seemed to have seen before but wasn’t too familiar with,
But that person’s presence was even more powerful, like the vast universe itself, making Nezha feel almost breathless just standing beside him.
“Wukong, why are you here?”
Nezha exclaimed with joy.
He had been rescued, feeling the joy of a narrow escape from death.
Even if Yang Jian had come to rescue him, he wouldn’t have been this delighted.
Because although Yang Jian was strong, he didn’t possess Sun Wukong’s Immortal Body.
Sun Wukong was different, having the Immortal Body; he could fully rely on it to take Nezha and break out.
Moreover, Sun Wukong was accompanied by a powerful being.
Even if he wasn’t very familiar with him, Nezha fully recognized his identity.
The Eastern King, an entity who had nearly become the Supreme of the Three Realms, no weaker than the Jade Emperor, the immensely low-key Lord Donghua.
He had actually come as well, and he was together with Sun Wukong.
When had this monkey managed to win over the Eastern King?
With questions lingering in his mind, Nezha didn’t say anything.
When he saw Shao Siming, he couldn’t help but laugh.
He finally understood why Shao Siming was so furious.
On her face was a red slap mark, the pattern resembling that of the Jingu Bang.
It turned out that Sun Wukong had acted just a moment ago, striking Shao Siming in the face with his rod.
For a woman, how could she accept such a thing?
No wonder Shao Siming was going crazy.
If it were any other woman, she might have passed out from anger.
Sun Wukong was apparently not at all chivalrous.
In fact, Sun Wukong appeared equally surprised.
He looked at Shao Siming’s face and couldn’t help but nod, saying, “Your skin is really thick.
My rod didn’t even manage to smash it.
I’m impressed.”
Was that a compliment?
Clearly not.
It was an obvious insult.
Shao Siming’s face turned livid as she glared at Sun Wukong, cold light flickering in her eyes.
“Sun Wukong, I will rip you to pieces.”
She was about to charge forward but was pulled back by the Senior Commander-in-Chief.
“Don’t be impulsive.”
Senior Commander-in-Chief cautioned her, for it was not just Sun Wukong who had arrived.
He wasn’t afraid of Sun Wukong, but the Eastern King beside him was the biggest trouble.
The presence of the Eastern King with Sun Wukong suggested they were now aligned, effectively on the same side.
But Shao Siming wasn’t listening at all.
She angrily said, “Let me go, I’m going to kill that monkey and pulverize him into dust.”
Just then, the Eastern King suddenly unleashed a fierce killing intent, enveloping Shao Siming.