"Stop causing trouble. I don't have that kind of ability. Even facing one of them alone would already be a huge problem for me!"
Nezha coldly shot back at Old Pig before stepping forward. He raised his Fire-Tipped Spear and pointed it directly at Guanyin Bodhisattva, who stood at the front of the Four Great Bodhisattvas.
Looking at the spear aimed at her, Guanyin sighed softly. She guided her Golden-Haired Lion a step forward and lowered her head slightly.
"Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, obtaining your current status was not easy. Among everyone here, you should understand that better than anyone.
You endured countless disasters, tribulations, and hardships before reaching where you are today. So why has everything come to this?"
As her words fell, Guanyin raised her fingers in calculation before slowly shaking her head.
Hearing her words, Nezha sneered.
"As you said, I went through countless hardships. But I know very clearly that many of those things were my own fault.
I know right from wrong.
That is why I cut my bones to return them to my father and cut my flesh to return it to my mother.
I made mistakes, and I repaid my debts.
Nezha died long ago. The only reason I can still stand here today may not even be because of my own will.
The version of me that remained in the Heavenly Court was nothing more than a puppet trapped inside a pagoda, a shell born from hatred.
He hated me, blamed me, despised me, yet even after my death, he still refused to let the debt end.
He destroyed my golden body and tore down my temples. I do not blame him for stopping my rebirth, but I hate that his hatred for me reached such madness.
Even if he only saw me as half a son, it should never have become this twisted!
Since he insisted on treating me like an enemy, then tell me this, whether it is the Heavenly Court or Spirit Mountain, what right did you have to imprison my soul inside a pagoda and hand me over for him to control?!
And isn't this exact situation what all of you wanted?!"
Nezha slammed his Fire-Tipped Spear downward.
In an instant, his Three Heads and Six Arms appeared, each hand gripping a different divine weapon.
Standing atop his Wind Fire Wheels, Nezha radiated overwhelming battle intent.
Guanyin sighed once more before raising the Pure Vase in her hand and tossing it toward him.
The moment Nezha saw the Jade Pure Vase flying toward him, his expression tightened.
Figures like Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Daoist Venerables, and Immortal Lords all possessed countless sealing treasures and divine artifacts. A single one of those treasures could easily suppress warriors like Nezha or Yang Jian, who relied heavily on close combat strength.
Just as Nezha prepared himself to resist with full force, Axel suddenly reached out casually.
A moment later, Nezha froze.
The Jade Pure Vase hovering above him disappeared instantly, along with the endless tidal waves that were about to pour out from within it.
At that same moment, inside the Hall of Supreme Heaven.
The Jade Emperor and the Grand Pure One narrowed their eyes.
After staring briefly, the Jade Emperor softly asked,
"Did the Grand Pure One see clearly?"
"I still cannot see through him," the Grand Pure One replied quietly. "Which is exactly why Your Majesty allowed him to force his way in. You wanted the Buddha of the Western Heaven to test this Great Sage who surpasses even Sun Wukong, correct?"
As he spoke, the Grand Pure One focused intensely on Axel's hand.
At the same time, Nezha, Yang Jian, the Bull Demon King, and Zhu Bajie all looked toward Axel.
Facing the gazes of his four sworn brothers, Axel casually held the Jade Pure Vase in one hand and shrugged.
"Why are you all staring at me? I just think they're being unfair to you guys.
Look at them. Every single one of them brought mounts into battle. If they fight like that, isn't it basically two against one? And their mounts aren't weak either.
So for fairness, I'll just take away their magical treasures and let them fight you properly, bare-handed.
That way, you guys can use your own weapons while fighting both master and mount together. Sounds much fairer to me.
Oh right, Erlang, don't release your dog later, alright?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Axel grinned and pulled his hand forward.
The next instant, treasures such as the Golden Hoop, Vajra Pestle, Vajra Staff, Vajra Sword, Golden Lotus, Green Lotus, and Red Lotus flew through the air and piled into a small mountain in front of him.
The Four Great Bodhisattvas exchanged stunned looks.
Manjushri Bodhisattva turned toward the Tathagata and bowed.
"World-Honored One, that Great Sage even pulled away the meditation cushion from my mountain."
"I know."
Tathagata nodded calmly before raising one hand toward the mountain of treasures.
One by one, the magical artifacts disappeared and returned to their respective owners.
As the treasures returned, Tathagata spoke leisurely.
"Great Sage Axel's words are reasonable, but magical treasures cannot simply be confiscated.
If we are to make this fair, then my disciples shall dismount and fight your brothers directly..."
"Heh, whether we gamble or not isn't your decision."
Axel interrupted him immediately.
With a wave of his hand, the treasures that had just returned vanished again completely.
Even Guanyin's Pure Vase disappeared from her hand once more.
At the same time, in Gotham City, inside the courtyard of Wayne Manor.
Diana had just slammed Clark violently into the ground. Before she could drive her sword through his chest, countless strange objects suddenly appeared out of nowhere and smashed directly into her face.
Pure Vases, Vajra Pestles, Buddhist artifacts, all scattered across the ground chaotically.
Diana's expression darkened.
"These things...?!"
She stared at the Eastern-style treasures before suddenly gripping her sword tightly.
"So the Wraith really is a god from the East. Good.
Now I can finally track down his identity.
An evil Eastern deity, huh? Fine.
I'll kill your subordinates first, then I'll deal with you personally."
"Let them go!!!"
Suddenly, countless gang members and Gotham citizens broke through the gates of Wayne Manor and flooded into the courtyard.
Within moments, the crowd surrounded the Dead Souls Gang members, shielding them with their own bodies while pointing guns and heavy weapons directly at Diana.
"Gotham doesn't need some Greek bitch interfering here!"
"Take your filthy gods and get the hell out of Gotham!"
"When they stopped the disaster in Washington, where the hell were you?!"
"Get out of Gotham, or kill every last one of us and let the entire city remember what kind of monster you are!"
The crowd roared furiously.
Their fear mixed with rage and desperation.
Clark lay on the ground, covered in injuries across his arms and legs. As the citizens helped him stand, he finally understood what it truly felt like to be accepted as a hero.
Beside him, the old owner of the weapons shop heavily patted his shoulder.
"Kid, you did good. Don't worry about that bitch.
The Wraith still owes me a lot of Dollars, and besides, plenty of us survive thanks to the Wayne family. We're not letting her touch you."
Nearby, others carefully helped Selina up. Her broken leg had worsened badly after the fight.
At the same time, people supported Zatanna, whose magic overuse had already caused blood to flow from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth after only two spells.
Not far away, Floyd was dragged to his feet while coughing painfully.
"Stop that goddess! Hurry and get the boss to a hospital!"
"Wait, my hand! Bring my damn hand too!"
Victor shouted furiously from a distance. His men hurriedly retrieved his severed hand before rushing him toward emergency treatment.
As for Bruce and Lex, the two men were mostly ignored.
Without their armor or preparations, they were just injured rich guys at the moment.
And Gotham had never liked the rich.
Fortunately, Alfred arrived quickly with reinforcements.
As Bruce was placed onto a stretcher, Alfred spoke calmly beside him.
"Master Bruce, your twenty-sixth emergency response plan succeeded.
Every network in Gotham is currently broadcasting footage of last night's battle repeatedly, and public opinion has already shifted in our favor.
Over the next few hours, more citizens will continue gathering near the manor.
Most importantly, after the Washington incident, the people desperately needed an outlet for their fear and frustration.
Your plan gave them one."
After finishing, Alfred looked toward Diana with visible concern.
Because no matter how much preparation they made, everything still depended on the strongest person present.
Meanwhile, before the Hall of Supreme Heaven.
Tathagata stared at the treasures that had vanished once again.
This time, they were completely gone.
He formed a flower seal with one hand and began calculating.
But not only could he not retrieve the treasures, he could not even determine where they had disappeared to.
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