Nezha looked dreadful.
At that moment, after the Immortals had finished their insults, they left.
Just when Nezha thought they might give him a moment of peace, more Immortals appeared and started a new round of mocking.
Their vile words turned Nezha’s eyes red.
"Second Brother, I can hardly bear it anymore."
Yang Jian remained silent.
But Nezha understood his meaning.
It was clear that Yang Jian was telling him that even if he could not bear it, he had to endure.
Taking a deep breath, Nezha clenched his teeth and forcibly restrained himself.
Meanwhile, the matter spread throughout the Three Realms.
No one expected the Great Emperor Ziwei to be so ruthless.
It wasn’t just about driving Yang Jian away; it seemed he intended to drive him to death.
If Yang Jian struck back and injured a Celestial Immortal from the Heavenly Court, the Great Emperor Ziwei would have a reason to intervene.
That way, even if Yang Jian was powerful, he couldn’t possibly withstand the Heavenly Court’s intervention.
What shocked people even more was Yang Jian’s patience; he had allowed the other party to insult him for five days without any reaction.
On the sixth day, when the unafraid Immortals came intending to provoke Yang Jian further,
Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly, "Nezha attack, but do not kill them. Just severely injure them all."
Nezha was immediately excited.
He had reached his limit and didn’t want to endure any longer.
Now that he had Yang Jian’s approval, he was naturally overjoyed.
As for not killing, just severe injuries, he did not mind.
After all, anything was better than being stifled listening to others’ abuse and being unable to do anything.
Nezha charged out, and the Immortals were somewhat stunned, not understanding why Nezha suddenly took action.
Hadn’t Yang Jian been able to endure until today?
Realizing this, and now more aware of Nezha’s fearsome nature, their expressions changed.
Knowing it was bad, they turned to run.
"Think you can escape?"
Nezha sneered, rushing out like a tiger among sheep, striking down those people.
A group of Immortals, the weakest being a Celestial Immortal, were beaten so badly by Nezha that none had the spirit to resist; all wailed for mercy.
Their strength was no match for Nezha, one of the top War Gods.
In no time, more than a dozen Immortal Officials lay severely wounded on the ground.
Nezha laughed boisterously, refraining just enough so as not to cause more trouble for Yang Jian.
Otherwise, by his nature, those people would all be dead already.
After all was done, Nezha felt satisfied and was about to return to Yang Mansion.
Just then, a formidable authority enveloped him.
Nezha’s complexion changed, and he immediately turned around, his spear thrusting out.
An explosion sounded, and Ao Zhan appeared, directly repelling Nezha.
Nezha looked somewhat displeased as he stared at Ao Zhan and said coldly, "Ao Zhan, I didn’t expect you to strike at us."
Ao Zhan stared at Nezha, his voice grave. "Nezha, you’ve assaulted the Heavenly Realm’s Immortal Officials and have violated the heavenly laws. Won’t you surrender and come with me to the Heavenly Court to accept your punishment?"
Hearing Ao Zhan’s words, Nezha couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"To hell with your Heavenly Court. Even the Jade Emperor’s Heavenly Court couldn’t control me Tthis so-called Ziwei thinks he is now the Supreme of the Three Realms, and you think I’ll fear him? Bring it on; it’s still unclear whose the prey."
Facing Ao Zhan, he was extremely assertive, from surprise to rebuttal, all in one go.
Ao Zhan’s expression darkened, his voice chilling. "Obstinate and foolish! Nezha, the one who has caused harm to Yang Jian is none other than you. If it weren’t for your impulsive troublemaking, Yang Jian would not have fallen from his position as a Judicial Deity."
At this revelation, Nezha’s expression shifted, and his presence noticeably waned.
He was well aware of this, which is why he still felt very sorry for Yang Jian.
Yang Jian didn’t mind it much, which had made it somewhat easier for Nezha.
Now that Ao Zhan brought it up, Nezha naturally felt uncomfortable.
Seeing his spirit erode, Ao Zhan softly added, "Nezha, you’ve now injured the Immortal Official; do you still want to cause greater calamity? If you resist, Yang Jian will surely be implicated by you, and at that time, you might even cause his death."
Nezha’s expression shifted,
He didn’t care much about his own life,
but implicating Yang Jian was not what Nezha desired.
So, after hearing Ao Zhan’s words, Nezha hesitated, even considering giving up resistance.
That way, perhaps he could protect Yang Jian.
Just at that moment, a cold hum sounded.
Yang Jian appeared before Ao Zhan, staring at him and saying coldly, "Ao Zhan, you disturb my brother’s heart-mind, do you really think I would hesitate to strike at you?"
Seeing Yang Jian appear, Ao Zhan’s expression shifted slightly.
But quickly, he calmed down.
Ao Zhan faintly smiled and said, "Yang Jian, you misunderstand. I am merely outlining the serious implications here, and I don’t want Nezha, my brother, to err further. Moreover, if he continues to be so impulsive, even you won’t always be able to protect him."
Yang Jian coldly said, "You need not worry about that, be gone."
He was very ungracious, emitting a ruthless aura.
Ao Zhan’s expression instantly darkened, and he said discontentedly, "Yang Jian, you fail to recognize well-meaning advice. I am trying to save you future troubles; how can you speak to me like that?"
With that, Ao Zhan sneered, "Don’t forget, I am now the Heavenly Venerate of the Thunder Department, a high-ranking official of the Heavenly Court, while you are merely a loose immortal without a divine office. If you dare to offend me, it amounts to great disrespect."
Yang Jian sneered, utterly unafraid.