Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

The void trembled violently, not in an ordinary way, but in a mournful cry originating from the very source of chaos!

The turbulent sea of ​​chaos beside the alien ruler shattered like glass, with dark cracks spreading at a visible speed.

In an instant, it transformed into a gigantic maw that blotted out the sky, swallowing up all the nebulae, rocks, and even streams of light within a hundred miles into its all-consuming darkness.

"Pfft-"

A muffled thud, like cloth being torn apart, was particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the battlefield.

In the center of the formation, the golden light surrounding Li Chunyang suddenly dimmed.

He suddenly arched his back, and a mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out uncontrollably, landing on the array patterns beneath his feet, causing the flowing spiritual light to momentarily stagnate.

As if all the strength had been drained from his body, his legs went weak, and if he hadn't been holding onto the Chaos Bell in front of him with both hands, he would have almost fallen straight to the ground.

Even with the Chaos Bell hanging overhead, casting down billions of strands of chaotic pure energy to protect his body, and the Chaos Pearl rotating to neutralize the incoming impact.

However, the backlash from the alien overlord's attack that shattered the core of the great formation still slammed into his soul and body like a massive boulder.

His body was severely injured, and his internal organs felt as if they had been crushed by an invisible giant hand. Every breath he took was accompanied by excruciating pain.

But Li Chunyang did not fall.

His spine remained straight, even though it was already bent like a bow.

His eyes remained open, fixed intently on the alien ruler.

There, the membrane that held the entire spatial barrier together had not completely collapsed, but a hideous gash had been forcibly torn open.

The hole was pitch black and deep, its edges twisting and flickering as if it were about to explode completely at any moment.

Through the hazy light emanating from the crack, all creatures on the battlefield—human cultivators, alien demon gods, and even the Dao Ancestors and Great Luo Golden Immortals floating in the air—froze in place.

Deep within the opening, atop a lotus platform shrouded in mist, sat a figure draped in a seven-colored robe on a prayer mat.

Her eyes were lowered, and she was surrounded by a faint purple aura of heavenly power. With each breath, she drew upon the most primordial laws of the universe.

It's the goddess Nuwa!

Everyone was shocked and instantly understood—the Empress was not sitting idly by, but had already entered the final step of refining the new Heavenly Dao!

The aura of laws surrounding him, the rhythm that resonated with the heavens and earth...

All of this indicates that she is just one step away from achieving her goal and taking control of the newly established world order!

"Don't try to succeed!"

A loud shout resounded through the sky, and the radiant light around Hongjun Daozu surged, while the Creation Jade Disc floating in front of him suddenly emitted ten thousand rays of profound yellow divine light.

The divine light, gentle yet containing boundless power, transformed into streams of light that rushed towards the opening in the great formation, attempting to repair the shattered space and, at the same time, take over from Li Chunyang to maintain the formation's operation and protect the place of Nuwa's enlightenment.

But how could the alien ruler give him a chance?

"Humph!"

A low, cold snort emanated from the chaotic mist, and the alien overlord once again summoned that jet-black orb surrounded by chaotic energy.

As soon as the pearl appeared, it emitted a pressure comparable to that of the Creation Jade Disc, and its dark light collided with the Xuanhuang divine light in the air.

This immediately stirred up ripples of laws that filled the sky.

At this moment, the two were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.

In that moment of stalemate, a sudden change occurred!

The demon god, which had been hovering behind the alien ruler and whose six vertical eyes were flashing with ferocity, ignored the divine light colliding in the air.

His body transformed into a streak of light, traversing the void directly, and rushing towards the inner space through the opening torn in the great formation!

Its target was none other than the goddess Nuwa, who sat serenely on her lotus throne, unable to concentrate!

"not good!"

Li Chunyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a low growl like a wild beast.

He looked at the demonic figure heading straight for the Goddess Nuwa, then at the Creation Jade Disc and the Chaos Pearl locked in a stalemate in the air, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Chaos Bell and Chaos Pearl above his head burst out with dazzling light at the same time. Instead of protecting his body, they rushed straight into his body like two streams of light!

"boom--"

The two primordial forces of chaos collided within his body, causing his already crumbling physical body to explode with countless bloody wounds, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Li Chunyang seemed oblivious to the pain. He gritted his teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes. A hoarse voice broke out of his throat:

"Yuan Hong!"

The moment he finished speaking, Li Chunyang's body suddenly erupted in raging flames. These flames were not ordinary fire, but the primordial fire that burned his soul and body.

Amidst the flames, a pitch-black spatial vortex suddenly appeared, with violent spatial power swirling around it, engulfing him entirely.

Not far away, Yuan Hong heard the call and his whole body trembled.

Ignoring the enemies ahead, he turned abruptly, his fiery eyes locking onto the spatial vortex. Without hesitation, he transformed into a golden light and rushed straight into the vortex, disappearing instantly within it.

"Pure Yang..."

Below, Long Liyi, bound by the formation, looked at the figure burning with tears welling up in her eyes.

She opened her mouth, her voice choked with sobs, and the suppressed noble dragon aura around her suddenly erupted, golden dragon energy soaring into the sky and instantly breaking through the formation that bound her.

Without pausing for a moment, she transformed into a streak of light, following closely behind Yuan Hong, and rushed into the spatial vortex.

Seeing this, Li Ziting panicked and, disregarding everything else, rushed inside with a flash of inspiration.

"Dragon Pear Robe!"

On the other side, Jianmu Zhenren was shocked to see Long Liyi rush into the vortex.

Although he did not know why Li Chunyang was doing this, he knew that he could not let Long Liyi go into danger alone. Immediately, his wood-attribute spiritual energy surged and he followed closely behind, stepping into the vortex.

One after another, figures disappeared into the vortex. The three fairy maidens of Sanxiao, who were suspended in the air, exchanged a glance and flew towards the vortex without hesitation.

But just as their figures were about to step into the vortex, they seemed to pass through an invisible barrier, passing straight through the vortex, their figures remaining in place, not being accepted by the vortex.

"You were rejected?" Yunxiao frowned, his eyes full of doubt.

"Why? Why won't Brother Chunyang let us in?" Qiongxiao, who was the most impatient, couldn't help but ask, her tone filled with confusion and anxiety.

“Perhaps it’s because of some kind of law,” Bixiao mused.

Seeing this, the other cultivators also tried to step into the vortex.

However, just like the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao, they were all rejected by that seemingly illusory vortex barrier and could not enter even a little bit.

On the battlefield, the spatial vortex continued to slowly rotate, but the burning figure had long since disappeared, leaving behind only a group of cultivators who had been refused entry.