552: A great calamity has begun, and the bloodlust has awakened!

However, as a naturally divine being, his will had become much tougher after the tribulation in the Heavenly Court. He bit his tongue sharply and shouted, "qiankun circle, protect my Primordial Spirit!"

The qiankun circle around his neck burst with golden light, transforming into a halo of light that protected his entire body, and the illusions instantly dissipated.

"What a fine treasure!" The greed in Immortal Master White Bone's eyes grew even more intense. "Once I take this circle of yours, I will refine it into my Myriad Soul Banner!"

"You are courting death!" Nezha was thoroughly enraged.

His Master died because of him, his Immortal Cave was coveted by others, and his legacy treasures were being plundered. All of this was like pouring oil onto the flames of rage that had been suppressed in his heart for seven days!

"universe ring!"

The red silk surged, like a red Dragon emerging from an abyss, and coiled straight toward Immortal Master White Bone. He shook the fire-tipped spear in his hand, causing it to shine with specks of red light.

"Kill him!" Immortal Master White Bone waved his black banner repeatedly. Nine skull heads spat out ghastly green ghost fire, which collided with the universe ring, hissing as it surprisingly entangled this Innate Spirit Treasure for the time being.

The remaining eleven people each used their own methods: Flying Swords like rain, Dharma seals like mountains, and poisonous sand filling the sky. Two more lunged directly at Nezha, intending to capture him.

"Boom!"

A pillar of fire erupted from Nezha's body, and he seemed to transform into a god of war made of flames!

The incoming Flying Swords, Dharma seals, and poisonous sand were struck by the flames and unexpectedly melted and shattered one after another!

"What vigorous magical power! How is this possible? How high is his cultivation level?"

"Don't get distracted, kill him first!"

Immortal Master White Bone shouted sternly, bit his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the black banner.

The nine skull heads instantly solidified, turning to the size of houses, and opened their giant mouths to bite at Nezha.

At this very moment, the wind fire wheels under Nezha's feet spun, and the cyan-purple flames on the rims surged, carrying Nezha into the sky. His speed was extreme, leaving dozens of afterimages in the air!

The nine skull heads bit at nothing and collided with each other, emitting the sound of metal clashing.

"So fast!" Nezha felt a surge of joy. Stepping on the wind fire wheels and holding the fire-tipped spear, he felt as if his body and the treasures were one, and a sense of power he had never experienced before filled his entire body.

He looked down at the twelve Jie Sect Disciples below, his eyes revealing undisguised killing intent.

"You... all deserve to die!"

The wind fire wheels flashed with cyan light, and Nezha's figure vanished. When he appeared again, he was already behind the red-faced Taoist.

The fire-tipped spear struck like a poisonous Dragon emerging from its den, piercing through the man's heart from behind with a single thrust!

The Three-Flame Spirit Fire instantly surged into him. The Taoist didn't even have time to scream before his body burned to ashes from the inside out. Just as his true spirit was about to escape, it was caught by the qiankun circle and shattered with a "pop"!

"Junior Brother!" The green-faced female Taoist shrieked and sacrificed a bronze mirror, aiming it at Nezha.

Wherever the mirror's light shone, the Void Realm solidified.

Nezha, however, did not dodge or evade. The wind fire wheels spun rapidly in reverse, and the cyan-purple flames collided with the mirror's light, actually burning right through the solidified Void Realm!

The fire-tipped spear took the opportunity to flick upwards, the spear tip slicing across the female Taoist's neck. Her head flew up, flames erupted from her seven orifices, and her corpse fell to the ground, turning into charcoal!

"Form the formation! White Bone Skull Formation!" Immortal Master White Bone was both shocked and angry. They had only clashed for two rounds, and his side had already lost two people!

The remaining nine people hurriedly took their positions. Black banners, Flying Swords, Dharma seals, poisonous sand, ghost fire, Yin thunder... all kinds of evil methods and Magic Treasures were unleashed, forming a simple grand formation that trapped Nezha in the center.

Inside the formation, ghosts wailed and gods howled, and Yin winds whistled; it was capable of wearing down an immortal body and Primordial Spirit!

"Petty tricks! How dare you show them off in front of Nezha!"

Nezha let out a long howl, stepping on the wind fire wheels as he charged left and right within the formation, dancing the fire-tipped spear into a whirlwind of flames.

The Three-Flame Spirit Fire on the fire-tipped spear was extremely Yang and rigid, the very nemesis of evil and Yin methods!

Wherever the spear tip passed, the ghost fire was extinguished, the Yin winds retreated, and the poisonous sand turned into green smoke.

The fire-tipped spear pierced the chest of a Taoist holding a seal, and the flames exploded, blowing him to pieces.

Then, he threw the qiankun circle backhanded, smashing the head of a tall, thin Taoist who had raised a Flying Sword to launch a sneak attack.

The wind fire wheels rolled over a short, fat old man controlling poisonous sand, and the cyan-purple flames burned him and his poisonous sand into nothingness.

Nezha fought more valiantly the longer he fought. The fire-tipped spear and wind fire wheels seemed to be a part of his own body, and he used them with increasing proficiency.

The universe ring also roamed outside the formation, occasionally entangling someone and dragging them into the sea of fire.

Screams, explosions, and the sounds of Magic Treasures shattering resounded throughout Qianyuan Mountain.

The once peaceful Holy Land for cultivation had now turned into a Shura killing field!

Immortal Master White Bone watched in terror.

This child was only seven or eight years old, yet when he acted, he was ruthless and decisive, every move lethal. Coupled with the immense power of his three Magic Treasures, even though his side had more people, they were completely suppressed and beaten!

"We can't let this continue! Use that move!" Immortal Master White Bone said. He exchanged glances with his last two Junior Brothers, and the three of them simultaneously bit their tongues, spraying three streams of their natal essence blood into the black banner.

"Nine Serenities as One, Myriad Souls Devour the Heavens!"

The nine skull heads on the black banner suddenly fused together, transforming into a ghastly white giant skull a hundred feet in size. It opened its abyss-like mouth, and a terrifying suction force came forth, actually attempting to forcibly devour Nezha's Primordial Spirit and Magic Treasures!

This was Immortal Master White Bone's trump card Divine Ability. At the cost of consuming a hundred years of cultivation, he summoned the phantom of a Nine Serenities Demon God, specialized in devouring the Souls of living beings!

Nezha's figure faltered. He felt his Primordial Spirit shake, and the spiritual light of his three Magic Treasures dimmed by thirty percent.

He bit his lip hard, and fresh blood dripped onto the fire-tipped spear.

"Master... watch me avenge you!"

He poured all his magical power, all his rage, and all his killing intent into the fire-tipped spear!

The spear shaft turned crimson red like a branding iron, and the Three-Flame Spirit Fire was compressed to the extreme, transforming into a single point of pure white spear radiance!

"Break!"

He thrust the spear out! Moving forward with unstoppable momentum!

The pure white spear radiance collided with the ghastly white giant skull!

Time seemed to freeze for an instant.

The next moment—

"Crack... Boom!!!"

A crack appeared on the forehead of the giant skull, quickly spreading across the entire skull, and then it exploded with a roar!

Countless phantoms of wronged Souls and fierce ghosts shrieked as they scattered, only to be swept up by the subsequent wave of flames, all turning into fly ash!

A golden brick appeared behind Immortal Master White Bone's head, and with a "bang," it smashed onto the back of his head.

Immortal Master White Bone sprayed blood and flew backward, crashing into and collapsing half of the Immortal Cave's stone wall.

Nezha landed, but he did not stop. The wind fire wheels spun again, and he pursued the three of them.

The fire-tipped spear pierced the throat of a bald Taoist. He twisted his wrist, and the head exploded.

He turned around and kicked out, the wind fire wheels rolling over the chest of another pockmarked Taoist, the flames piercing through his body.

Finally, he walked up to Immortal Master White Bone, who was collapsed on the ground, on the verge of death.

"Spare... spare my life..." Immortal Master White Bone's face was full of terror. "I am the direct Disciple of the One-Qi Immortal Ma Yuan. If you kill me, my Revered Master will definitely not..."

The fire-tipped spear thrust down.

The spear tip pierced through his crown, and the flames burned from the bottom up, turning Immortal Master White Bone into a charred, empty husk.

Nezha withdrew his spear, looking at the broken corpses all over the ground and the Golden Light Cave stained with blood and flames, and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

He put away the fire-tipped spear and wind fire wheels, and the universe ring and qiankun circle also flew back to his body.

The spiritual light of the four treasures merged, and they faintly resonated with each other; their power seemed even greater than before.

He turned and walked out of the Immortal Cave. The setting sun was like blood, illuminating Qianyuan Mountain.

In the distant sea of clouds, several powerful Divine Thoughts seemed to sweep over, then quickly retreated. There was astonishment, wariness, and killing intent.

Nezha was completely unaware, just looking up at the sky and saying softly:

"Master, I have taken your spear and wheels."

"I killed twelve of the Jie Sect members."

"In the future, I will kill more."

"Those I cannot afford to provoke, I will avoid. Those I can, I will exterminate!"

"I am Nezha, the Disciple of Immortal Master Taiyi of the Golden Light Cave on Qianyuan Mountain!"

The boy carried his spear and stepped on his wheels, his figure disappearing into the blood-colored setting sun.

Behind him, in the Immortal Cave, the flames extinguished.

The Killing Tribulation, from this moment on, truly began.