Chaos Spirit Field

At this moment, a figure walked out of the Heavenly Palace. It was the Lord of Heaven - the Emperor of Heaven!

Seeing the Heavenly Emperor appear, the immortals of the Chan Sect hesitated and stopped in their tracks. Zhao Zilong, on the other hand, looked at the Heavenly Emperor with a calm expression, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Finally I decided to come out. Prepare to die."

However, the Emperor of Heaven was not angered by Zhao Zilong's words. Instead, he smiled and said, "Deputy Master of Yuxu Palace, there is no need to rush into action. I have some questions and I wonder if you can answer them."

Zhao Zilong frowned slightly when he heard the Emperor's words, but still replied, "What do you want to know?"

"How do you know that it was me who killed Yang Nianhe?" The Emperor of Heaven stared at Zhao Zilong, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts.

Zhao Zilong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain and amusement. He whispered, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. Zhao Shanhe's mastery of the Xiantian Bagua far surpasses Fuxi's. There aren't many things in the Three Realms that can be hidden from him. Yang Nianhe is truly an idiot. I've already demonstrated it to him, but he still won't learn his lesson."

The Emperor's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Zhao Zilong, a hint of doubt and vigilance flashing in his eyes, and continued, "Are you going to kill me for a disciple?"

Zhao Zilong replied expressionlessly, "He's just a disciple, not my son. Is there any need for me to take risks for him?"

The Emperor frowned and asked, "Why is that?"

Zhao Zilong said indifferently, "I owe Zhao Shanhe a great debt of karma with this body, and I must repay it. In comparison, you are easier to kill."

After hearing this, the Emperor was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "So that's how it is. You think my strength is not as good as Zhao Shanhe's." There was a hint of imperceptible anger and unwillingness in his voice.

Zhao Zilong replied calmly, "Quite the contrary. Your strength far surpasses Zhao Shanhe's, almost comparable to a saint. However, pure strength doesn't determine everything; the key lies in who has the more powerful helpers."

Hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven couldn't help but widen his eyes and said angrily, "Do you think the strength of the immortals in the Heavenly Court is inferior to Zhao Shanhe's three useless disciples?"

Zhao Zilong shook his head and continued to explain, "That's not the case. I just meant that compared to Zhao Shanhe, who has the support of the Heavenly Dao behind him, you are more likely to be killed. In fact, if I had a choice, I would rather eliminate Zhao Shanhe myself. Since I started in the immortal cultivation world, I have always been schemed by him. Even Journey to the West was the result of his meticulous planning. I planned for many years, and in the end, he just reaped the benefits."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven showed surprise on his face and asked, "So, do you know who Zhao Shanhe is the reincarnation of?"

A complex expression flashed in Zhao Zilong's eyes, and he slowly said, "He is the son of destiny of the Pangu World. Only after repaying his karma can I truly become the Demon Ancestor Zhao Zilong. In this way, Hongjun will lose his reason to attack me. And if you are willing to commit suicide, then I will not have to kill anyone anymore."

The Emperor laughed heartily and said, "Zhao Zilong, if you want to take my life, it depends on how much strength you have recovered."

Zhao Zilong replied calmly, "My strength has recovered less than 30%, and I can only exert 10% at most. However, it is still more than enough to kill you. The Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation is indeed extraordinary, but without Kui Mulang, how much power remains? Demon Cloud Palm."

A large handprint appeared and crashed into the Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation. As Zhao Zilong had expected, the Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation operated by Kuimulang's substitute was not so smooth. He broke the Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation with only twenty-eight palms. The substitute died and the other constellations were seriously injured and unable to fight.

Zhao Zilong said, "I only want to kill the Emperor of Heaven, not destroy the Heavenly Palace. As the saying goes, the emperor takes turns. This year it's my turn, so I'll just re-elect. What do you think, immortals?"

The Emperor of Heaven quickly said, "Zhao Zilong, stop deceiving the people. All immortals, listen to my command and kill this traitor, Zhao Zilong."

Zhao Zilong smiled faintly and said calmly: "The human wave tactic is useless. My name is Zhao Zilong, how can I not have a gun?"

The immortals in Heaven paused in their tracks when they saw Zhao Zilong unleash the God-Slaying Spear. This was the supreme divine weapon in the Three Realms; anyone killed by it would never be reborn. The immortals looked at the Emperor in bewilderment, as if to say, "You two should resolve your grievances amongst yourselves."

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but laugh at this scene. He said, "Heavenly Emperor, see? This is human nature. I am Zhao Zilong, not Rāhu. No one wants to die for his faith."

The Emperor of Heaven said dejectedly, "Perhaps. Ever since I became the Emperor of Heaven, I have worked diligently and endured humiliation for so many years, but in the end, I was abandoned by Heaven. From now on, there is no Emperor of Heaven, only Golden Boy. Come and fight. I want to test whether the God-Slaying Spear is worthy of the title of the greatest artifact in the Three Realms."

Zhao Zilong replied, "I won't let you down. Just a reminder, once Nuwa goes to Zhao Shanhe, she won't appear again. Zhao Shanhe is much more dangerous than me. He's my match."

Taiyi Zhenren sent a message to the Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor, "Big Brother, do you think Zhao Shanhe could be that person's reincarnation?"

The Southern Pole Eternal Emperor replied, "The Demon Ancestor's only opponent is that person."

Some gods with more seniority had the same idea as the Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole.

Zhao Shanhe, who was far away in the Daughter City, looked at the helpless face of the person in front of him. This was the biggest variable. He said, "Xuanzang has met Nuwa."

Nuwa asked solemnly, "Xuanzang, who are you?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and replied, "My Lady, I am Xuanzang, the man appointed by Heaven to seek the scriptures. You are asking such a question."

Nuwa said with a half-smile, "Zhao Shanhe, I'm going to the Heavenly Palace to help the Emperor of Heaven. What do you think?"

Zhao Shanhe replied solemnly, "Nuwa, if you get involved, it will bring about a great disaster. I estimate that I will reopen the Conferred God List, and the vacant position in Heaven will need to be filled by the demon race. As long as you can bear the consequences, then please do so. In fact, I would rather Zhao Zilong die. After all, the Emperor of Heaven is easier to deal with. They start from different points."

Nuwa said jokingly, "Zhao Shanhe, you don't seem to want me to deal with Zhao Zilong."

Zhao Shanhe responded candidly, "Your Majesty is truly insightful. If Zhao Zilong is defeated, the journey westward will likely be even more complex. And if the Emperor of Heaven dies, while I'm not completely certain, I have at least a 50% chance of victory. As a saint, you are the most powerful being in the Three Realms. I cannot interfere with your decision."

Nuwa suddenly asked, "Xuanzang, what is your relationship with Zhao Zilong? Are you the same person?"

Zhao Shanhe replied calmly, "Your Majesty, you must be joking. If I were Zhao Zilong, how could Heaven be on my side?"

Nuwa didn't know that Zhao Shanhe was not Zhao Zilong, but Zhao Zilong was Zhao Shanhe.