Not long after, Li Jing suddenly rushed out, *puchi!*
...
Nezha's expression remained cold and emotionless, killing one who came, killing a pair who dared approach, until an eerie laughter echoed in the sky.
"Hahahahaha, Hong Jun, how could you have such a disciple corrupted by demonic tendencies? For the sake of the Great Dao, you kill your father, kill your mother, kill your wife, kill your child, kill your friends?
You are more demonic than the Demon Dao itself!"
Nezha, no matter how Luo Hou tried to provoke him, remained resolute: "Just because I killed them doesn't mean I don't care for them. Only by journeying further will they have a better life."
"So long as I am strong enough, they will eventually return to my side."
...
While Nezha was undergoing his tribulations, the mundane world wasn't idle either. The Immortals from both sides on the Shang Zhou battlefield all withdrew, but the Third Generation Disciples of the Chan Sect remained.
