Chiyou was clearly intrigued. Originally uncertain about the purpose of his revival, encountering such an interesting junior and having a proper battle seemed worth the revival.
He stood up and drove the Tiger Soul Saber into the city wall, stretched his limbs, and said with a hearty laugh, "Alright, let this uncle teach you what combat is all about!"
Then he leaped onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, reminding Nezha of Gaiya Ultraman—perfect score!
Though Nezha took on a Witch form, he was just over two meters tall, while Chiyou was more than three meters, truly giving the impression of an adult disciplining a child.
However, Nezha was not one to be intimidated and swung his hammer upward, shouting, "Conquer the people with virtue!"
Chiyou didn’t understand what conquering with virtue was, but he saw Nezha’s highly refined martial skills and directly raised his massive fist to smash it against Nezha’s Golden Hammer.
A loud explosion resounded.
The clash of immense forces caused the surrounding air to sweep outward, and the ground beneath them fractured, creating a large crater.
But neither of them cared in the slightest—battle, men must battle!
As they fought, Nezha’s hammer flew off, while Chiyou’s hands wielded an unknown large bone stick that, upon a swing, returned to Nezha’s hands, with Chiyou holding an inexplicable bone whip again.
They battled from outside the city to inside, and the Skeleton Beasts inside the city stood motionless, intimidated by Chiyou, resulting in the pair wreaking havoc on them.
Nezha’s body had the edge, but in terms of combat skills and experience, he was far behind Chiyou. Chiyou had the technical advantage, but his recently coagulated body, though strong, couldn’t compare to Nezha’s. After four or five direct hits from Nezha, it would disintegrate into a black gel, requiring a short time to recover.
In Nezha’s past battles, he always relied on Magical Treasures to overpower opponents. The weak couldn’t withstand a single blow, and even the strong couldn’t withstand one. The only one he’d practiced physical skills against was Yang Jian, but unfortunately, the gap between him and Yang Jian was too vast to fully enjoy it.
Todays punch-for-punch, all-out battle released the pent-up feelings in Nezha’s heart. Could someone traversing the Primordial world not feel pressure?
The pressure was immense, wasn’t it? Constantly on the run just because the desire to improve was so intense?
Chiyou was also very happy. He had long forgotten how many years it had been since he’d felt such exhilaration. At that time, he was not a leader and didn’t bear the future of the Witches. He hunted and fought freely under the Witch Clan’s protection.
The two men, separated by who knows how many years, were here sweating profusely. This battle lasted directly for over three months.
Initially, only some of the city walls of Xiqi City had been knocked down by the Asuras and a few houses damaged, but now the entire Xiqi looked as though it had been plowed over. No buildings could be seen; the entire city had been reduced to ruins.
Neither Nezha nor Chiyou showed any signs of fatigue. Instead, they stared intently at each other, with a sense of having met too late.
But both knew that they couldn’t continue fighting.
Chiyou reached out, and the three-meter-long Tiger Soul Saber flew to his hand. He handed the saber to Nezha, saying, "I had no grudge losing to the Yellow Emperor back then. However, my mount, the Iron-Eating Beast, truly enraged me. If you ever encounter it, please discipline it well for me.
Come, end it for me, Li Yuanba!"
Chiyou no longer had any reason to live.
During their battle, Nezha noticed changes in himself. The most obvious was that the black patterns on his body were growing denser, nearly covering him.
He knew this was Chiyou’s best fate; with one slash, General Chi You would truly die.
He took the Tiger Soul Saber, though he was reluctant, decisively slashing at Chiyou’s neck.
The saber’s sharpness was unparalleled, instantly severing Chiyou’s head along the boundary of the neck. Nezha then instantly used a Magic Artifact to take it away, looking solemnly at Chiyou’s body.
Even after losing its head, Chiyou’s body did not fall. Instead, black energy condensed continuously, forming a new black head with a sinister smile.
"Li Yuanba, let us continue the fight."
He then opened his mouth wide, and countless black energy flew into his mouth from the battlefield. Nezha, not one to hesitate, directly summoned the God Slaying Spear and stabbed it at Demon Chiyou’s head.
The usually all-conquering God Slaying Spear failed to achieve its expected result this time. Demon Chiyou’s head was shattered by Nezha, but it quickly regenerated.
Seeing the God Slaying Spear was ineffective, Nezha’s gaze focused. He immediately opened the Mountain and River Map to isolate Chiyou from the battlefield, preventing him from absorbing the surrounding black energy.
Unfortunately, Demon Chiyou reacted quickly, turning into a flash of black light and escaping the Mountain and River Map’s range. Realizing the Map was ineffective, Nezha stopped using it to avoid wasting his mana.
Thus, he retracted the Mountain and River Map and said to the distant shadow, "Old Luo, you’re really persistent, always finding gaps to exploit."
"As the successor of the Primordial, it’s our duty to eliminate demons! Today, you won’t escape."
Demon Chiyou seemed to hear something amusing, laughing so wide that it almost reached his ears, "Hahahaha, you, the successor of the Primordial? How did I not realize you’re such a joker before?
Even if you reincarnated a million times, to that old fellow Hong Jun, it would be but an instant. You’re inheriting nothing!"
This time, Luo Hou had revived using Chiyou’s body and seized his Qi Fortune, evidently adopting some of Chiyou’s personality and habits, while absorbing grievances and mocking Nezha.
Nezha, aware that this enemy was Chiyou, certainly prepared for it.
With fingers woven and a clear chant, he declared, "Refine the false to seek truth, merge the void for myriad phenomena, Sword Domain, open!"
Instantly, a vast Sword Domain appeared like a projection encompassing both Nezha and Demon Chiyou. Demon Chiyou reacted swiftly, but unfortunately, Nezha’s Sword Domain overlapped on a spatial level, and without understanding Space Dao, no speed could help him escape.
The absorbed black energy was cut off by the Sword Domain, yet Demon Chiyou remained composed. His body, completely made of murderous intent, vile thoughts, and malevolent energy, combined with Chiyou’s Qi Fortune and status, was unkillable without special methods.
"Hahaha, you think you can kill me with mere space divine power?"
To ordinary Immortals, only sealing could address the current Demon Chiyou, but Nezha was no ordinary Immortal.
As the Sword Domain perfected, a massive Golden Sword bearing mountains and rivers on one side and the sun, moon, and stars on the other stood above them.
The Sword Domain fully formed, and as Nezha wielded false Dao Qi, numerous Xuanyuan Swords appeared in the void, aiming at Chiyou.
The once laughing Chiyou stopped abruptly with a ’gaa’ sound.
Nezha snorted coldly, "Laugh, why don’t you laugh? Were you born not to laugh?"
This was Nezha’s special version of the infinite sword domain meant for Chiyou. To ensure its successful launch, he had even traveled to Nanchang to borrow the Human Dao Supreme Treasure, the Kongtong Seal, to ensure his duplicates had sufficient human Dao Qi Fortune.
Momentarily stunned, Demon Chiyou then roared in anger, "Kid, you’re playing me. I don’t believe it! I don’t believe there are that many Xuanyuan Swords!"
Then he charged towards Nezha.
Nezha, unwilling to continue close combat, knew that Chiyou was already dead, and the figure before him was no longer Chiyou. Continuing the duel was unnecessary, as killing him swiftly was the greatest respect he could offer Chiyou.
He then swung his arm, and the innumerable Xuanyuan Swords formed a golden sword wheel, slicing toward Demon Chiyou in unison.