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

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Liu Yan felt his soul suddenly freeze, and his whole body stiffened on the spot.

Those vertical pupils, which usually pierced through illusions and saw through the causes and effects of time, suddenly lost focus.

The blood-red lines spreading across the whites of his eyes froze instantly.

Then, subconsciously, he looked up, his gaze fixed on the landscape painting suspended high in the sky.

The scroll was about ten feet square, with a faint, chaotic aura swirling around the pale gold cloud-patterned frame, and a wisp of primordial purple aura lingering at the corners.

The scene in the painting is lifelike: the snow-capped peaks of Kunlun Mountain gleam with a chilling light, and the rare herbs and flowers on the mountainside are covered with glistening dewdrops.

The waves of the East China Sea surged, and the shells of giant tortoises and turtles could be seen flashing on the crests of the waves.

In the mountains of southern Xinjiang, ancient trees reach for the sky, vines entwine like dragons, and one can even faintly hear the low growls of wild animals roaming the forest.

Apart from the lifelike landscape, there was nothing else unusual in the painting.

There are no ripples of spatial folding, no faint light of energy dissipation.

It was as if it were a static ancient painting suspended high in the sky, completely concealing Li Ziting's aura.

"Hmph, you're making a fuss over nothing."

Ryūriki's voice, laced with undisguised sarcasm, drifted over with a chilling stench.

And there was a hint of disdain in the last syllable.

"This 'Map of Mountains and Rivers' is a supreme spiritual treasure of the Goddess Nuwa. Do you think it's just a painting?"

"This place is a small world of its own, with mountains, rivers, plants, trees, sun, moon and stars. As long as Your Majesty has a thought, you can freely create it. You can even replicate the entire prehistoric world in it."

"If she wants to hide someone, not only will your broken eyes not be able to detect anything, but even the Three Pure Ones would not be able to find out a thing!"

Six Eyes' face instantly turned ashen, as if he had been slapped hard across the face, his cheek muscles twitching uncontrollably.

The six golden lines in his pupils swirled violently, clearly provoked by Long Liyi's words.

His throat bobbed, and he was about to retort, "What do you know..."

Before he could even utter those three words, the alien overlord beside him suddenly moved!

The dark mist surrounding the alien ruler suddenly solidified, and the originally ethereal chaos instantly became tangible.

Two giant hands covered in chaos slowly rose, their palms facing the goddess Nuwa not far away, and slowly closed together.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding space seemed to be gripped by an invisible force.

Centered on Nuwa, the void within a radius of several feet began to visibly cave in.

The air was compressed, producing a hissing popping sound, and the originally smooth space barrier became like crumpled paper.

Layers of folds appeared, even the light was distorted into arcs.

Nuwa had already sensed this, and her power of creation suddenly surged.

It was a gentle yet magnificent golden radiance emanating from the Niwan Palace between her brows.

It spread outwards like a tide, and wherever it passed, the void seemed to ripple with a faint vitality.

A soft buzzing sound.

Countless golden points of light dissipated from the radiance of creation, transforming upon landing into all sorts of primordial creatures.

There is a Bifang bird covered in flames, with sparks flying as it flaps its wings.

There is a black tortoise with black shells on its back, whose four feet can cause the earth to tremble when they step on the ground.

There is a gluttonous beast, as large as a mountain, whose enormous maw can devour wind and clouds.

There was a human with innate spiritual energy, holding a peach wood staff, surrounded by faint innate spiritual energy.

—As soon as these creatures appeared, they spontaneously formed a line, protecting the Goddess Nuwa behind them. Each of them had a sharp look in their eyes, and they let out a low roar at the alien ruler, assuming a defensive posture.

But the alien ruler didn't care at all. A cruel smile appeared on his lips, and his dark purple giant hands clenched tightly!

"pat-"

A crisp yet piercing shattering sound rang out, like glass shattering on the ground...

It also resembles the cracking of ice.

The space that was just now concave shattered instantly, and countless dark spatial cracks spread like a spider web.

The void surrounding Goddess Nuwa transformed into a raging torrent of primordial chaos.

—The turbulent current contained fragments of broken space and disordered innate spiritual energy.

A faint gray aura of desolation swept towards Nuwa with a howling sound.

At that moment, the landscape painting in the sky suddenly burst forth with boundless golden light.

Pale golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, condensing into a semi-transparent light shield around Nuwa, blocking all the primordial chaos from the outside.

But those primordial creatures formed by the power of creation were not so lucky.

—They were merely temporary forms, how could they withstand the immense force of space collapsing?

The fire feathers of the Bifang bird were instantly torn apart by the turbulent currents, and the Xuan Turtle's armor shattered into countless fragments.

The moment the gluttonous beast opened its massive maw, it was pulverized by the turbulent currents, and the peach wood staff of the innate human race was instantly reduced to ashes...

In the blink of an eye, the once-fierce guardian creatures were all crushed into nothingness by the spatial turbulence.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka!!!”

The shattered space did not stop; instead, it transformed into dark spatial vortexes.

It frantically devoured everything in its path.

—The air, the spiritual energy, even the rubble from the distant mountains were all being drawn in by this vortex...

It was caught in the turbulent current, making a screeching sound.

The alien ruler stood in this shattered void, and the dark mist around him was no longer suppressed, but instead resonated with the spatial turbulence.

With each step he took, the void beneath his feet trembled slightly, no longer feeling the sluggishness that had previously been hindered by space.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of this space.

With a casual flick of his wrist, a spatial rift spread along his fingertips.

With a slight clench of his fist, the void in front of him shattered into turbulent currents.

—The previous stagnation and obstacles are gone.

Ultimately, the space here had already been riddled with holes by the Six Eyes.

There are weaknesses everywhere.

Not to mention that Six-Eyed had previously devoured the scattered fragments of laws around him in order to increase his strength.

He absorbed a lot of the fundamental laws that maintain the spatial structure.

The void is now like a candle flickering in the wind, unable to withstand even the slightest disturbance.

The alien ruler could easily tear it apart with just a little effort.

The radiance of the Mountain and River Map continued to shine, resisting the chaotic aura that the alien rulers were unleashing.