Chaos Spirit Field

Nuwa did not leave the Daughter City. She stood quietly beside Zhao Shanhe and Yang Hui, and the three of them watched the battle at the South Heaven Gate. Zhao Zilong and the Emperor of Heaven had been fighting for thousands of rounds, but the outcome was still undecided.

Zhao Shanhe turned to look at Nuwa and asked curiously, "Nuwa, the Emperor of Heaven is hiding so deeply. Who do you think will win this battle?"

Nuwa smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhao Shanhe pondered for a moment before replying, "I suspect Zhao Zilong may be even better. The true power of the Three Realms' foremost divine weapon, the God-Slaying Spear, has yet to be fully revealed. If the Heavenly Emperor can remain composed, he at least won't be defeated. However, his mind seems to have been disturbed from the very beginning."

Nuwa nodded in agreement. "Xuanzang, your analysis is not without reason. However, the Heavenly Emperor's strength is far greater than this. Zhao Zilong is not the Demon Ancestor after all."

Zhao Shanhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile, and responded: "Then let us wait and see."

The Demon Ancestor Luohou's power undoubtedly surpassed that of the Heavenly Emperor, but he had long since died, and the body he now occupied was not entirely his. He could only unleash 30% of his full potential. The biggest variable lay with Zhao Shanhe. Zhao Zilong was his clone. If he let go of his mind and allowed Luohou to control his body, the outcome would naturally be different.

Zhao Zilong suddenly stopped and said, "Jintong, your strength is quite good. Just take my strongest attack and that's it for today."

The Emperor of Heaven replied confidently, "Feel free to use whatever tricks you have. Don't let me down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Shanhe relaxed his mind and let Luohou control his body. Zhao Zilong's strength became dozens of times stronger. Before he could use any moves, the world became dark and a breath of destruction spread.

The Emperor of Heaven no longer had the confidence he had before, and his expression became solemn. He poured all his magical power into the Haotian Mirror, trying to block the fatal blow.

Zhao Zilong shouted, "Kill the heavens and destroy the earth."

Nuwa, watching the battle from Daughter City, thought to herself that things were not going well. She saw that the Emperor of Heaven could not withstand this blow and prepared to rescue him. Zhao Shanhe suddenly said, "Nuwa, please stay."

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, and could not help but ask, "Daoyou, what's the matter, Xuanzang? How do you know Shen Gongbao's technique of retaining people?"

Zhao Shanhe replied with a smile, "Goddess Nuwa, I never do business at a loss. This is the money Shen Gongbao gave me to buy my life. The victory between Zhao Zilong and the Emperor of Heaven has already been decided."

Outside the Nantian Gate, Zhao Zilong pointed his spear forward and said sternly, "Jintong, you are quite impressive for escaping my devastating blow."

The Emperor of Heaven was in a state of despair. The Clear Sky Mirror was ultimately no match for the supreme divine weapon, the God-Slaying Spear, and had been reduced to ash. His body was destroyed, leaving only his spirit floating in the air. He stared at Zhao Zilong, a flicker of resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, but he sighed helplessly and said, "Zhao Zilong, I will avenge you for that spear."

He disappeared after he finished speaking, probably to be reincarnated. Zhao Zilong looked at the back of the Emperor's soul leaving, touched the God-killing Spear, ready to put an end to the trouble, but the pride of the Demon Ancestor Luohou did not allow him to finish him off.

Suddenly, there was a violent spatial fluctuation outside the South Heaven Gate. Seeing this, Zhao Zilong flashed to the top of the Milky Way, plunged into it, left the Three Realms and went to the Heaven Beyond Heaven.

Shortly after he left, the saints appeared at the South Heaven Gate. They looked solemnly in the direction Zhao Zilong had left. Tongtian Patriarch frowned and angrily said to Yuanshi Tianzun, "Yuanshi Tianzun, your disciple killed the Emperor of Heaven. Give me an explanation."

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed and replied calmly, "This is the fate of the Emperor of Heaven. From now on, Zhao Zilong is no longer a disciple of Yuxu Palace. The most urgent task now is not to find someone to blame, but to choose the master of the Heavenly Court. Senior Brother, does the teacher have any instructions?"

Sage Laozi stepped forward and said, "Respect the Purple Sky Palace's order to recall Heavenly Queen Yang Hui to temporarily take over as the ruler of Heaven until the Emperor of Heaven returns. The great calamity is not over yet, so the sage cannot take action. Please return."

The saints were somewhat disappointed. They did not expect such an outcome. After all their calculations, Yang Hui ultimately benefited.

Nuwa, who was far away in the Daughter City, asked, "Xuanzang, did you foresee this?"

Zhao Shanhe replied with a smile, "Your Majesty, why do you say that? How can I possibly control the will of Heaven? Man proposes, Heaven disposes. I have made every possible plan, but unfortunately, I haven't fully grasped the human heart. The Queen of Heaven is not my sister Yang Hui. I have lost a son and a trump card in vain. I have lost. This matter is over. I will journey west. Goddess Nuwa, we will never meet again."

The westbound group left Daughter City and continued on their journey. Yang Hui returned to being the Queen of Heaven and went to the Lingxiao Palace. She sat on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. The immortals in the Heavenly Palace congratulated her in unison, saying, "Greetings to the Queen of Heaven. We are guilty of failing to protect the Emperor of Heaven."

Looking at the immortals below, Yang Hui felt a mixture of emotions. She said, "All immortals, please stand up. The calamity that befell the Emperor of Heaven is destiny. Zhao Zilong, the deputy leader of the Xianjiao Sect, has committed treason. This is a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven. His wife, Yang Xiaochan, the Goddess of Childbirth, has been stripped of her divine status and imprisoned beneath Mount Hua. His son, Zhao Yunfei, must be executed. All the immortals of the Xianjiao Sect under the Heavenly Court who fail to distinguish right from wrong must be stripped of their divine positions as a warning to others."

Taibai Jinxing stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, the immortals of the Chan Sect were only following orders. Your punishment seems inappropriate. Please revoke your order."

The immortals came forward to plead for orders, and Yang Hui said helplessly, "I have indeed been somewhat inconsiderate. I am revoking the punishment imposed on the immortals of the Xianjiao Sect. I now order Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian and the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly Nezha to redeem themselves from their crimes and slay the demons Zhao Yunfei and Yang. The Xianjiao Sect cannot refuse any longer."

Nezha stepped forward and said, "Nezha obeys your command."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, and finally compromised. He said, "Yang Jian obeys your command."

Yang Hui continued, "The twenty-eight constellations have been severely damaged after this battle and are no longer able to defend the Heavenly Palace. Jiang Shang, the God-conferring Envoy, listen up. I order you to complete the twenty-eight constellations. Your strength must not fall below the Golden Immortal level."

Jiang Ziya stepped forward and said, "Jiang Shang obeys your command."

At this moment, Nuwa came to the Lingxiao Palace and said, "Queen of Heaven, I do not agree."

Yang Hui said, "I am now the co-lord of the Three Realms. My words represent the will of Heaven and cannot be questioned. Goddess Nuwa has acted recklessly. I order you to seclude yourself for a thousand years."

Nuwa replied, "You cannot command me yet."

Yang Hui sneered and said, "Nuwa, if you don't accept my orders, I will order you to be stripped of your divine position. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Nuwa said angrily, "Yang Hui, how dare you threaten me?"

"The Emperor of Heaven was killed by the Saint, so why should I be afraid?"

Nuwa finally understood what Zhao Shanhe said. She looked at Yang Hui's determined gaze and said helplessly, "I will return to the Wa Palace."