Watching Nezha, the story of Nezha's suicide in the Investiture of the Gods brought tears to my

He stroked his long beard and quoted the words spoken by the Boundless Immortal Elder in the heavens.

"It seems that your disciple, Senior Brother, still needs to learn from the demon race. He should at least work as hard as the demon race."

The face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable darkened further, but with the Heavenly Curtain present, he had nothing to say.

He could only mentally scold his eldest disciple a few times.

.......

The world of Fengshen.

The Twelve Golden Immortals left the Antarctic Immortal in the Jade Void Palace, awaiting the return of the Primordial Heavenly Lord to decide his fate, while they turned and hurried back to Xiqi.

On the way, they suddenly saw in the sky that the immortal Wuliang, who should have been their senior brother, had a bruised and swollen face.

"Hey! Aren't these the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect?"

"I never expected that after seeing your Boundless Immortal Elder of the Chan Sect in the sky, I would turn around and see the twelve of you."

Daoist Duobao led several disciples of the Jie Sect towards us.

He looked up at the sky a few times, shook his head and sighed, his mouth almost stretching to his ears in a wide grin.

"Your senior disciple from the Chan Sect isn't very capable."

"No wonder the Boundless Immortal Elder went to great lengths to refine immortal pills for the disciples of the Chan Sect and enhance the strength of the Chan Sect."

"If the Chan Sect is only this strong, then the outcome of the Investiture of the Gods war is already decided. Don't you think so?"

The twelve Golden Immortals all had ashen faces, but the sky was right there.

The Boundless Immortal Elder had just been beaten black and blue, and he was indeed their eldest brother.

Even if they wanted to refute it, they couldn't find a reason to do so!

Guang Chengzi stopped the even more temperamental Chi Jingzi, letting the Jie Sect members leave triumphantly.

"Go back to Xiqi first, don't get entangled in a fight with them here."

"As for the Antarctic Immortal, before Master returns, have someone keep an eye on him so he can cultivate diligently."

"So as not to bring shame upon our Chan Sect!"

Although Guang Chengzi stopped his junior brother, his expression was also a mixture of red and green.

Meanwhile, in Xiqi...

Nezha, wearing the Universe Ring, gazed at the sky for a long time, utterly perplexed.

"Uncle-Master, so our Eldest Master Uncle is so easily defeated?"

"I only used three heads and six arms in the sky. I didn't use the Hun Tian Ling, the Wind and Fire Wheels, or even the Fire-Tipped Spear."

As a result, even his eldest uncle was beaten into a pulp.

Noticing Jiang Ziya's awkward expression, Nezha didn't finish his sentence.

But those present glanced at the pig's head in the sky and couldn't help but fill in the blanks for Nezha in their minds.

Jiang Ziya was speechless, unable to say yes or no.

However, Nezha didn't necessarily wait for his reply. After asking, he looked up at the sky.

He nodded seriously, "What my senior uncle said before was right. He should work as hard as the demon race."

Ji Fa and the others present immediately started coughing, covering their faces, or looking at the ground.

I managed to hold back my laughter.

……

The Boundless Immortal Elder, practically hanging from the wooden vine, said dryly, "I value talent, so I'll give you two another chance."

He took out the jade token of the Jade Void Palace disciple and handed it to Nezha. His face and eyes were swollen, and he stared at Nezha expectantly, blood still flowing from his nose.

"If you surrender, I guarantee you will attain immortality!"

"Go to hell, you bird spirit!" Nezha unleashed all six arms, charging towards Wuliang Immortal like flames, and slammed into Wuliang Immortal's face!

[With a single punch, the jade tablet in the hand of the Boundless Immortal flew out!]

Then he leaped up, shattering the jade tablet with one foot, and shouted:

"I'm a demon! So what!"

……

The world of Zhuxian.

Inside the Qingyun Sect, Zhang Xiaofan held Biyao's corpse and looked up at the sky. His lifeless eyes began to ripple as Nezha finished speaking.

"Yes, so what if they're demons? So what if they're immortals?"

“I used to cultivate immortality, but I was unable to avenge the people in my village or protect those who loved me.”

"If that's the case, so what if I become a demon!"

Just like Nezha, even though he was the reincarnation of a demon, even though he was a demon in the eyes of the world.

But in the end, he was able to protect his father and avenge Chen Tang Pass and his mother.

Then he'd be like Nezha, what does it matter if he's a demon! As long as he can save Biyao!

Dao Xuan and the others were all startled upon hearing this, but Zhang Xiaofan had already ignored them.

The Ghost King narrowed his eyes, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with satisfaction. "Have you thought it through?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan stood up while holding Biyao. He didn't say anything else, only uttered three words.

"I am a demon."

He knew that those three words were enough, and so did Nezha in the sky.

Simply acknowledging that they are demons is enough to demonstrate their resolve!

Zhang Xiaofan turned around, hugged Biyao tightly, and walked out step by step.

He was willing to pay any price to save her; becoming a demon was nothing.

……

Seeking the world of demons.

Amidst the vast expanse of heaven and earth, a purple-haired youth stood proudly, and Su Ming looked up at the sky and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! Well said! So what if he's a demon!"

"What kind of bullshit gods are you? I, Su Ming, am a demon too!"

He sneered as he looked at the Boundless Immortal who had taken out the jade token but was then brutally beaten.

This vengeful immortal actually thought that Nezha and the others hoped to attain immortality and would even humble themselves before him in order to achieve it.

These immortals are truly laughable! None of them are good people!

Su Ming thought of the countless blood debts the Immortal Clan owed him, and of how Di Tian manipulated and controlled his fate, causing him to reincarnate and be annihilated thirty-six times without his knowledge.

Anger flared up in my heart and burned fiercely!

He looked up at the sky, and his purple hair, under the intense anger, seemed to be turning red.

Nezha and Ao Bing were able to jump out of the chessboard and beat the chess player black and blue under the manipulation and scheming of the Boundless Immortal.

He can also completely overturn the game that Di Tian has laid out!

Su Ming raised his palm, and the Seed of Annihilation hung above his palm.

He walked forward step by step, seemingly oblivious to the thunder rumbling overhead.

"Since the world calls me a demon, then from now on, I, Su Ming... shall be a demon!"

……

The world of The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation.

On Qiongqi Path, a disciple of a cultivation sect lay on the ground, struggling in his death throes as he roared at Wei Wuxian: "Wei Wuxian! You demon!"

"Demon?"

Wei Wuxian stopped playing the ghost flute, glanced at the sky with his eyelids, and then flew back towards the group of disciples from various sects in front of him.

"See that? To hell with your immortal sects, to hell with your righteous path! So what if I'm a demon!"

Looking at Wen Ning, who had turned into a corpse and lost his mind, Wei Wuxian recalled the scene of this group of people torturing and killing Wen Ning when he arrived.

His anger flared up, and he pointed at the group of sanctimonious disciples of the immortal sects, shouting and cursing:

“The Wenqing lineage was innocent to begin with, yet you massacred innocent people after the Sunshot Campaign.”

"If being a member of an immortal sect or a righteous sect means being like you, then you might as well be a demon!"

"What difference is there between you and that Boundless Immortal? What difference is there between you and the Wen Clan whom you are attacking?"

Almost as soon as Wei Wuxian finished cursing, the sound of the ghost flute continued.

After a long pause, Wei Wuxian called out to Wen Ning, "Let's go."

"So what if he cultivates the path of demons and becomes a demon? Nezha is a demon, but he still lives a carefree and comfortable life."