When Zi Shou obtained the Chaos Suppressing Divine Bell, he knew that Nezha was the most suitable for its 'enlightenment'.
Lingzhu Zi was formed from the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
As Lingzhu Zi's Reincarnation, how could Nezha, for no apparent reason, be burdened with seventeen hundred killing tribulations from birth, and ultimately become a brute who only knew how to kill, kill, kill?
Then, considering Nezha's growth experience.
The words "was tricked by Chan Sect" were practically imprinted on Nezha's face.
Therefore, Zi Shou could be certain that the Chaos Suppressing Divine Bell would have the best effect on Nezha.
At this moment, Nezha's expression was completely clear, without any trace of the brutal Qi of a human weapon, and he said, "As long as I can get revenge on Chan Sect, I'll follow you. Anyway, now that I'm clear-headed, Chan Sect will definitely not tolerate me."
He knew very well that as soon as he broke free from the restraints in his Primordial Spirit, Immortal Master Taiyi would immediately know.
Chan Sect would absolutely not let him go.
He knew too many of Chan Sect's secrets.
Zi Shou casually removed all of Nezha's restraints, placed his hand on Nezha's head, and said solemnly, "Nezha, I hereby appoint you as my Great Shang's General Weiwu Pingluan."
As soon as these words were uttered,
In the unseen, a surge of power immediately flowed in from all directions.
Zi Shou felt that the moment he conferred Nezha, a wisp of his surrounding national Luck separated and landed on Nezha, connecting Nezha with him.
From then on, if Nezha harbored thoughts of betraying him, he would know immediately through the national Luck.
However, he was not worried about Nezha's betrayal to begin with.
With the Chaos Suppressing Divine Bell, Nezha could not betray him.
And on Nezha's side,
The moment Zi Shou's voice fell, everything that had been red in his eyes instantly became clear.
Heaven and Earth were restored to clarity.
The Mortal World's calamity that had invaded his body also instantly transformed into the Mortal World's protection.
Any attack from a Celestial God on him would be weakened by thirty percent by this layer of Mortal World protection.
Nezha's body creaked all over, and after a deep breath, his magical power immediately returned, and all his previous injuries instantly recovered.
The Human Realm's Luck, which had kept his entire body tense, was no longer his restraint.
But another, stronger restraint, transformed into Karma and entered his Primordial Spirit.
This restraint came from the Human King before him.
As a subject, one must not disobey the king's command.
At this moment, he finally understood.
Why the Celestial Gods, despite having methods to cultivate in the Human Realm and freely use their magical power, after the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, few Celestial Gods were willing to accept it.
Because this method required the Human King's conferment.
After the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the Human King could not cultivate and was just an ordinary Mortal.
How many Celestial Gods were willing to bow to a Mortal?
And these countless ordinary Mortals in the Human Realm could actually condense the Human Realm's Luck, which made Celestial Gods extremely wary.
How could the Celestial Gods not hate it?
Nezha, however, readily accepted all of this.
Because he wanted to survive, and even more so, to seek revenge on Chan Sect.
He knelt on one knee before Zi Shou, cupped his hands in a salute, and loudly declared, "Your subject Nezha, greets Your Majesty!"
...
In Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguang Cave.
Immortal Master Taiyi looked at the lotus lantern before him, a smile on his lips, and murmured, "In less than a month, the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation will end. Once Jiang Ziya finishes the Investiture of the Gods, the order of Heaven and Earth will all fall under Master's control."
"Nezha, ah, by then, our Master-disciple relationship will have ended."
He took Nezha as a disciple only to block the tribulation's disaster.
With the end of the Investiture of the Gods, the seventeen hundred killing tribulations that originally belonged to him would all be transferred to Nezha, and he would no longer be affected by the killing tribulations.
As for what would happen to Nezha?
Since his relationship with Nezha had ended, he would not inquire further.
However, at this moment,
The lotus lantern suddenly spewed out a black Qi, and before Immortal Master Taiyi could react, the lotus lantern was enveloped by the black Qi.
Crack!
After an explosion, the lotus lantern shattered into pieces before Immortal Master Taiyi.
Immortal Master Taiyi was utterly shocked; he rose abruptly, staring at the fragments of the lotus lantern on the ground, and said, "My Master-disciple fate with Nezha has not ended, so why would this lotus lantern self-destruct prematurely?"
"Could it be that Jiang Ziya has prematurely completed the Investiture of the Gods?"
He calculated with his fingers and immediately cried out in alarm.
"Nezha severed his Master-disciple relationship with me? How is this possible? How dare he... *Pfft*!"
As his anger flared, he saw countless killing tribulations descending from the Void Realm.
These were precisely the seventeen hundred killing tribulations he had transferred to Nezha to avert disaster.
Now, with the killing tribulations returning, he immediately felt a bad premonition.
But everything happened too fast; he didn't even have time to react before he felt a deep, dark power settle into his Primordial Spirit.
In an instant, his physical and magical power became unstable, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Golden Aura Child beside him turned pale with fright but had no idea what to do.
Immortal Master Taiyi spat out another mouthful of blood and quickly cried out, "Go quickly and invite Senior Brother Guang Chengzi."
After speaking, he spat out a third mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.
...
The next day.
The West Qi Allied Forces once again pressed towards Chaoge City.
A million-strong army from four directions besieged the four city walls of Chaoge City.
Jiang Ziya sat on the back of the Four-No-Like, his face extremely gloomy, his Beat God Whip pointing forward, and said, "Starting today, there will be no rest or cessation of battle for three days. If Chaoge City is not breached within three days, all troops will be dealt with by military law!"
All the feudal lords and the million-strong allied army knew that Jiang Xiang was extremely strict with military law, and upon hearing such an order, their hearts tightened, and they dared not delay.
Thus,
The army blew their horns, beat their war drums, and advanced towards Chaoge City.
Yang Jian stood beside Jiang Ziya, his brows slightly furrowed, feeling that Jiang Ziya was somewhat off, having lost the calmness of a commander.
Jiang Ziya, with a sullen face, looked at Chaoge City.
Before the battle, he had performed a divination with fate coins.
A sign of great misfortune: defeat in battle, collapse in attack.
For the first time, Jiang Ziya doubted the fate coins bestowed by his Master.
"How could this humble Daoist possibly lose? This humble Daoist has a million-strong army, and that Tyrant's city has less than three thousand soldiers left."
"A million against three thousand, the advantage is with me!"
...
Chaoge City, South City Wall.
Zi Shou sat lazily on his throne, holding the Nine-tailed Fox in his arms, with ten beautiful attendants on his left and right.
Some massaged his shoulders, some kneaded his feet, and some fed him wine.
In the face of a million-strong army with the strength of a single city, he appeared utterly like a Tyrant.
Shang Rong earnestly advised from the side, saying, "Your Majesty, this is not good for morale. Your Majesty is not a foolish ruler; you should not act like this."
The Old Prime Minister now firmly believed that His Majesty's foolish and incompetent demeanor all these years was merely a facade of forbearance.
Zi Shou lifted his head from the softness of the Nine-tailed Fox, rolled his eyes, and said, "Old Prime Minister, don't talk nonsense, I am the number one Tyrant in the world."
He was a Tyrant, he had to be a Tyrant.
He glanced down at the city walls again, saw the West Qi Allied Forces already beginning their assault from all directions, and chuckled, saying, "A bunch of rabble, I only need one sentence to make this million-strong army retreat completely."
His words were like rolling thunder.
Exploding within the West Qi Allied Forces.
Jiang Ziya, sitting on the back of the Four-No-Like, loudly mocked, saying, "Tyrant, you are tyrannical and immoral, dissolute and unrestrained. Do you think that just because you have the strength to prop up beams and replace pillars, you can act recklessly?"
"My million-strong army will break your Chaoge today and free the common people of the world from your tyranny."
"One word to make my million-strong army retreat? Daydreaming."
"If you can do it, this humble Daoist will commit suicide right here before Chaoge City!"
The feudal lords of the world followed suit, cursing Zi Shou, to show their loyalty to Jiang Xiang.
The world was about to change hands; if they didn't show loyalty now, when would they?