allonlinenovel Chapter 42: Beating Ao Guang to Avenge Nezha!
Chapter 42: Beating Ao Guang to Avenge Nezha!
Ao Run glanced at Li Jing with disdain and secretly shook his head.
He walked past his three brothers and stood before the child, feeling that speaking to this loyal and righteous child was far better than speaking to Li Jing.
"Don't worry, no one will touch him again."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Jiao, who had been tense all along, suddenly relaxed, but still stubbornly stood in front of Nezha's corpse.
Seeing this, Li Jing had another idea and thought to himself:
"That little vixen was trying to kill me with every move she made. Why not take this opportunity to have the Dragon King take action and eliminate this threat forever?!"
After thinking it over, he quickly bowed to the Dragon King of the East Sea, pointed to the resolute Yang Jiao, and pleaded:
"This demoness, like that demon, disregards human life. We beg the Dragon King to take action and eliminate her as well, so as to prevent future troubles that may harm the people."
Before Ao Guang could react, Ao Run immediately turned around and glared angrily upon hearing this.
I just think it's no wonder that Li Jing, despite cultivating Taoism for so many years, failed to become an immortal!
He asked in return:
"What evil has she done that you need to ask the gods to kill her?"
Sensing the resentment in the Dragon King's words, Li Jing immediately kowtowed and said:
"That's not what Li Jing meant. I hope the Dragon King will calm down."
The Dragon King of the West Sea snorted coldly, glanced to the side, and admonished:
"Let the water recede; this has nothing to do with anyone else."
It was already shameful enough that the Four Dragon Kings had to come out to punish a mere child, but to do it again by bullying the weak would make him have to wear a mask every time he went out to sea. He was so ashamed!
Besides, with Ao Bing's temperament, even if he wasn't killed by Nezha, he would cause even bigger trouble and court his own death.
The Dragon King of the East Sea nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, his face suggesting that someone of his status would never trouble a young girl for no reason.
In reality, what he truly meant was—a password. Was he a child? A single blow from that stick was no less powerful than the Universe Ring. He couldn't be provoked; lest he become another Nezha.
He was still filled with resentment because he had failed to crush Nezha's remains.
"Let's drop this matter!"
As he turned around after speaking, the petty Dragon King of the East Sea deliberately stepped on Nezha's scraps of flesh.
Everyone witnessed this scene. The Dragon King of the West Sea sighed and shook his head, while Li Jing stepped aside to see the gods off without uttering a word.
On the contrary, it was Xiao Yangjiao.
The anger she had just suppressed surged back even more fiercely the moment that smelly shoe stepped on Nezha's chest.
In an instant, his eyes turned red.
She kept her head down, and no one could see what her expression was like. However, her sinister voice sent chills down even the Dragon King's spine.
"Lift up that stinky foot of yours..."
Upon hearing this, the Dragon King's expression changed, and his dragon breath hissed outwards.
Being humiliated in public by a young girl, he could only say:
"What's wrong with me stepping on the ground!"
Seeing that he didn't move, Yang Jiao took another step forward.
The image of the Dragon King of the East Sea was reflected in those bloodshot eyes, and every blink felt like a knife falling on the Dragon King.
Startled, Ao Guang instinctively lifted his foot.
However, he didn't expect that when he stepped on it with a little too much force, that piece of bloody flesh would stick to the sole of his shoe.
"Forehead……"
As he moved upwards, drops of blood dripped down.
This scene was so poignant that Yang Jiao could no longer hold back her tears.
May all the Egyptian dragon kings suffer!
He raised the stick and began to swing it wildly without any strategy. Although the Dragon King was not considered a formidable fighter among the immortals, he was still able to dodge Yang Jiao's unorthodox stick techniques.
He dodged to the side, running away along with the piece of flesh.
With each step, Nezha would be trampled.
But the pain was deep in Yang Jiao's heart.
In an instant, she summoned the Bagua Cloud Light Cloth and enveloped the entire Li Mansion.
Whether human or immortal, all were imprisoned within, while the Samadhi True Fire curled upwards, enveloping the Dragon King of the East Sea within.
Ao Guang looked on dismissively and snorted coldly:
"Don't you know I am the Dragon King of the Sea? Mere flames... this fire!"
But then his tone suddenly changed, and he became frightened:
"Why can't this fire be put out?"
How could a mortal fire not be extinguished? Ao Guang rolled several times on the ground, and the fire rose up, instantly burning his hair and beard to ashes.
While he was preoccupied with something else, they took advantage of the moment.
"go to hell!"
Yang Jiao raised her stick and swung it down hard, intending to smash his big head open and make his brains explode.
But the Dragon King of the East Sea was quick too. Enduring the burning of the Samadhi True Fire, he rolled twice, and the staff fell and struck his left leg.
"what!"
After a scream,
The Dragon King of the East Sea immediately revealed his true form in pain, and a giant dragon crashed into the imprisonment above.
Nezha was right.
This is not a dragon.
It's an old loach.
"Where did this vixen come from, daring to injure the Dragon King!"
The Dragon King of the South Sea had no way to enter or leave through this handkerchief, so he could only stand inside and ask questions.
Li Jing, who was hiding to the side, was pale-faced and said in disbelief:
"She...she actually dared to hit the Dragon King!"
"This vixen is just like that monster! They're both bastards, both bastards!"
Li Jing was both afraid and resentful, feeling that if this child did not die, he would never have a peaceful day!
Yang Jiao's magical power was not high, and the Cloud Light Handkerchief was not as powerful in her hands as it was when Shi Ji used it. It was torn open and flew away instantly after being hit.
Seeing that Ao Guang was about to escape.
Yang Jiao's eyes turned cold.
They even took out the hairpin that the Eighth Princess had given them, without considering the consequences.
He hurled it hard at the dragon on top of the mountain.
The golden hairpin transformed into a streak of light in the air, shooting into the Dragon King's neck and instantly rendering him powerless as he fell heavily to the ground.
The handkerchief floated lightly to the ground.
She slowly stepped forward and picked it up, looking coldly at Ao Guang.
At this moment, his enormous dragon body rolled and writhed, crushing a large section of the Li family's houses, sending dust and ash billowing everywhere...
Yang Jiao went inside and disappeared into the room.
The others were still trapped inside, anxiously pacing around like ants on a hot plate, unable to see anything and not knowing what to do.
All that could be heard inside were crackling sounds and Ao Guang's mournful cries.
"I'm going to sue the Jade Emperor... Ahhh!"
Those inside the formation were terrified, but the dust obscured their vision.
Yang Jiao, riding on the dragon's head, pulled out the hairpin and put it back. After beating Ao Guang until his bald head was twice the size, she grabbed the dragon's horns and twisted them hard.
"Ouch, my horn!"
Dragon horns are both a symbol of the dragon race and its Achilles' heel.
At this moment, Yang Jiao was twisting his horn so hard that Ao Guang's ears were throbbing with pain, as if he could hear the sound of flesh tearing open.
pat!
A crisp cracking sound.
"My horn! My horn! Ah!"
"What kind of monster are you? I will make sure that everyone in your city pays with their lives for my horn!"
Yang Jiao forcefully broke the dragon horn off the head of the Dragon King of the East Sea!
Then, I thought to myself:
"When Nezha wakes up, we'll slice up this dragon horn and use it as a tonic for him!"
This old mudfish was so noisy that Yang Jiao reached out and pulled his tongue out as he was speaking.
Fear flashed across Ao Guang's lantern-like eyes.
He sought the Way in rough, indistinct words:
"No, don't pull out my tongue!"
Yang Jiao didn't care. She stretched his tongue out to an incredibly long length and casually tied a bow to the only remaining dragon horn on his head.
The ashes eventually dissipated.
Everyone eagerly awaited it.
A small figure emerged from the ashes, her steps extremely slow, one hand dragging something behind her...
After she came out,
The three dragon kings were terrified and shouted:
"Big brother!"
"Big brother!"
"Big brother!"
At this moment, Yang Jiao was holding a dragon head that was more than ten times larger than her in her small hands. Upon closer inspection...
She actually stuck her finger up the Dragon King's nose and dragged it out by force!
The other dragon kings, seeing this, covered their noses and backed away.
I thought:
That must hurt so much!
Li Jing, in particular, was so frightened that he could hardly stand. He quickly helped up Madam Li, who was still unconscious, in an attempt to minimize his presence.
At this moment, not a single dragon whisker remained on Ao Guang's dragon head. His face, swollen like a pig's head, was covered in bruises and bloodstains, and even one of his dragon horns was missing!
As more were dragged out, even one of its paws was limp and hanging down.
Yang Jiao punched the spot where the dragon's horn had disappeared right in front of them, and instantly, the dragon's body trembled violently.
Unfortunately, his tongue was tied, so he couldn't even make a sound.
She then leaned down and asked:
"Can you give me back Nezha's flesh?"
The moment the little demon girl finished speaking, the Dragon King of the East Sea transformed into human form, his tongue hanging from his head at an odd angle.
He immediately trembled as he carefully pulled the piece of flesh off the sole of his shoe, smoothed it out, and then respectfully handed it to Yang Jiao.
"Nezha..."
She held a piece of his flesh in her hands, tears streaming down her face.
At this moment, the little girl who had just been so domineering and powerful, beating Ao Guang into a pig's head, was crying uncontrollably.
My whole body was trembling.
Even Ao Guang, who was limping, hid behind the door while crying.
"This is terrifying! This demoness is even more terrifying than Nezha!"
After crying for a while, Xiao Yangjiao walked to Nezha's corpse with a sniffle and silently picked up all the pieces of flesh and put them away.
He then carried Nezha's broken body on his back, bound it tightly with the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), and sat on the Cold Jade Staff to fly to the top of the formation, retrieving the Bagua Cloud Light Cloth with one hand.
Yang Jiao didn't even glance at the terrified Li Jing before flying towards Qianyuan Mountain.
Everyone else just watched.
With just this one move, not only did Li Jing, who had dared to shout a couple of times before, shrink back, but even the remaining three Dragon Kings trembled in fear.
Seeing that the little demoness had finally left, the pig-headed dragon king, missing a horn, limped out and shouted:
"I'll take this to the Heavenly Court! I'll take this to the Heavenly Court!"