The Investiture: Unlimited Blade Works Nezha-Chapter 262 - 261 Demon World Assault

Nezha felt he was just joking around with Deng Chanyu when Hao Tian issued an emergency meeting from the other side.

He led a group of Star Lords, all covered in dust and dirt from battle, to the Palace of the Polestar.

The Star Lords behind him were visibly thin-skinned and kept trying to hide in the rear. Nezha, however, didn’t care, thinking, "What’s wrong with being unkempt?"

At least they weren’t like those spotless Immortals whose households couldn’t even afford food—better off poor and scrappy.

Nezha gave a respectful hand salute toward Hao Tian above, then went to sit on the right-hand side under Hao Tian’s jurisdiction. Across from him sat Emperor Gouchen, Yin Shou—the two of them being the only ones who currently held positions under Hao Tian.

Behind them were Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy Bian Zhuang, Yang Jian, Yang Chan, Golden Light, and numerous other Star Lords.

Behind Yin Shou was the Thunder Department, led by the elder Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong seemed to want to maintain his image before Yin Shou, choosing not to transform into a youthful figure and instead keeping his original appearance.

Hao Tian, seeing that the major forces had gathered, started by saying a few superficial pleasantries about how the Heavenly Court’s gods were settling into their positions and how everything was on the rise—flourishing, ever-flourishing. Then, he placed the Hao Tian Mirror before the group.

The mirror displayed an overwhelming tide of black energy, where countless Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals gathered, led by none other than Shen Gongbao.

Shen Gongbao seemed to sense Hao Tian’s surveillance, smirking lightly as he made a throat-slashing gesture.

Hao Tian’s expression grew visibly unpleasant. The Hao Tian Mirror, blessed with the Heavenly Dao, shouldn’t have been detected so easily.

Just as Hao Tian prepared to say something, the brothers Gao Ming and Gao Jue burst into the hall to report.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Demon Realm is attacking!"

At this point, Hao Tian couldn’t afford to continue with idle chatter. He directly asked, "Ministers, does anyone have a strategy?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Randeng.

Randeng remained composed and indifferent, as though he hadn’t even heard Hao Tian’s question.

Randeng indeed didn’t want to bother with Hao Tian. Ever since his body was reconstructed by the Heavenly Book, it no longer fully aligned with the Immortal Dao. Still, there was no way he’d give up. He was now trudging back along the Immortal Dao, managing to recover to the level of Earth Immortal cultivation.

Nezha thought the question was superfluous; the enemy was already at their doorstep—what strategy could there possibly be? Just fight.

This sentiment was echoed by Wen Zhong, who stepped forward to speak.

"Your Majesty, when confronted with soldiers, we send generals; when faced with floods, we counter with earthwork. Why not simply meet them head-on?"

Hao Tian nodded in agreement, realizing that there was no other choice for the moment.

Nezha immediately volunteered to lead the Star Lords in defending the Northern Heavenly Gate, as the Ziwei Star—also known as the Beiji Star—was under his primary jurisdiction in the north.

Yin Shou then stood up to volunteer to guard the Eastern Heavenly Gate, near Nezha’s location.

The Western and Southern gates remained unclaimed, prompting Hao Tian to appoint defenders directly.

The Western Gate was handed to Gold Star Taibai, given his role as the Western Patrol Envoy. The Southern Gate, the most dangerous and crucial, was entrusted to Gui Ling Saint Mother.

Gui Ling had no choice but to accept the assignment. The Jie Sect had the highest number of Immortals added to the roster, making Gui Ling’s forces currently the most powerful within the Heavenly Court.

Nonetheless, Gui Ling, like Randeng, chose to revert back to the Immortal Dao—a choice mirrored by all personal disciples of the Chan Sect, including Yu Ding, Lingbao, and other Golden Immortals.

Initially, their deep foundations allowed them to keep pace with Immortals walking the Incense Fire Divine Dao, but being overtaken was only a matter of time, as the reconstructed bodies were significantly less effective in cultivating the Immortal Dao.

With the assignments done, Nezha led Bian Zhuang, Yang Jian, and several subordinates to the Northern Heavenly Gate.

Military deployment wasn’t exactly Nezha’s forte, but luckily he had an expert—a seasoned general, Lu Xiong. Lu Xiong had previously been bestowed the title Water Star Lord and had contributed significantly during recent repair efforts.

Upon receiving orders, Lu Xiong immediately began arranging Nezha’s Heavenly Soldiers and Generals based on their attributes.

Although Lu Xiong had only recently joined the Heavens, the differences between mortal soldiers and Heavenly Soldiers were glaring. His current formation wasn’t particularly strong but at least ensured that the troops wouldn’t interfere with each other.

For now, this was good enough.

Meanwhile, Nezha deployed the Mountain and River Map to the rear and secretly laid down a triple-layered grand array.

Protecting the Heavenly Court was crucial, but safeguarding his own assets was equally important.

In a short time, black energy began to permeate the distant horizon. Nezha found these Demon Realm soldiers rather fascinating, considering this was the Primordial Era of Daoist Ancestor’s creation—what Shen Gongbao managed to achieve by establishing a Demon Realm genuinely perplexed him.

From afar, Nezha activated his Dharma Eye to scan through the demonic energy, taking a closer look at the composition of the Demon Soldiers. They primarily consisted of three types: Asuras, Sha Mis from the Western Sect, and various civil servants and military generals who perished during the Divine Enthronement period in the Mortal World.

At the helm stood a striking purple-haired woman, whose voluptuous figure and style were completely incongruent with the Primordial Female Immortal aesthetic, alongside a wild man wielding a trident.

The demonic energy covered the heavens and earth as a man and woman emerged from within. The man rode a white elephant while the woman was surrounded by sixteen females adorned with jewelry, hair tied into multiple braids, their bodies partially hidden and partially visible.

Before the battle even began, a peculiar magical power emanated from the seventeen women, inadvertently spreading a wave of lust among Nezha’s forces.

The men grew flushed, breathing heavily, while the female Immortals’ cheeks blushed red with passion.

Only those with steadfast resolve managed to keep their composure.

Nezha was most taken aback by Bian Zhuang, one of the two Golden Immortals on his side, endowed with Thunder Department Divine Authority. Whatever he was thinking at that moment disrupted his aura, the faint glow of pink light flickering in his eyes.

As the Deity of the Sun, Nezha was highly resistant to these temptations. He carefully observed the "female Bodhisattvas" on the opposing side before raising his voice: "What kind of demons dare to attack the Heavenly Court?"

His clear voice, mingling with the righteous energy of the Great Sun, instantly dispelled the lustful atmosphere.

Everyone quickly regained their composure, though they couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

Golden Light, his face still flushed, spat out vehemently: "Where did these salacious strumpets come from? So shameless!"

The witch on the opposing side seemed to have heard Golden Light’s remark and stepped forward directly.

The sheer audaciousness of her presence made even Nezha—despite the vast experience from his previous life and the saturation of visual media—unable to resist paying attention.

It was an exhibit of pure, carnal desire.

"I am the embodiment of Sexual Power," she said. "Brutal fighting is not my forte. How about I perform a dance for you instead?"

Nezha wasn’t foolish enough to let her freely display her skills. Besides, such unadulterated lust had minimal appeal for him—it barely elicited a glance for critique.

"Archers, release your arrows! Release your arrows!"

The Heavenly Soldiers immediately unleashed a rain of arrows toward the black fog.

The Fury Demon King, Shiva, roared angrily before he began... dancing! On the other side, the embodiment of Sexual Power also started her seductive dance!

Nezha: "..."

Are you seriously here to dance?

This wild "Beauty and the Beast" pairing was beyond eccentric.

However, they weren’t simply jesting.

Shiva’s dance, known as the Dance of Destruction, was an apt name despite its exaggeration—it delivered devastating effects.

Maroon-tinged Power of Destruction spread as Shiva danced, obliterating every arrow that touched it. The force began encroaching on the Heavenly Court’s side.

Seeing the situation worsen, Yang Jian took the initiative, charging into the crimson domain. Amid several clashes of weaponry, he ascended into the skies to engage Shiva in battle.

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