1349 Nether King Tian Cang vs. Heavenly Nether Puppe (1/2)

She had seen Yellow Spring Great Sage become bald after eating the flatbread, so she told herself that she would never eat it. However, she had no choice this time. Tian Cang's flesh was made into a puppet by someone. To her, this was unforgivable, and it filled her with grief and fury, so she decided to eat it. She wanted to avenge Tian Cang.

'Tian Cang is dead. These guys from Nether Prison cannot humiliate him, and they are not qualified to do that either!” she thought to herself.

All of a sudden, a mighty aura exploded out behind her. It rocked violently, spreading in all directions as if it was about to rush out of the starry sky. Ice Saint's pupils constricted slightly as she hovered in midair with a blank face, her long hair waving and her dress fluttering. She was very familiar with the aura. Slowly, she turned and looked over her shoulder in disbelief.

The Fortune Flatbread had not improved her cultivation base as it did to Yellow Spring Great Sage. She was disappointed at first, but when the aura exploded out behind her, and she slowly turned and saw a familiar figure with his eyes closed, she lifted a hand and covered her mouth in astonishment.

”You… You…” Ice Saint never thought that she could summon Tian Cang with the Fortune Flatbread, and she was a little vexed at herself. She now recalled that when the last time Tian Cang appeared, it was because Er Ha had eaten a Fortune Flatbread. 'Why didn't I give it a try earlier? Is he being summoned because Er Ha and I missed him dearly?'

Genes could be passed on. Since Er Ha was so good-looking, his father, Tian Cang, was by no means ugly. His body was huge, and his somewhat illusory hair waved around his handsome, weatherbeaten face. Slowly, he opened his eyes. There seemed to be a world spinning in his pupils, and he looked a little confused, but soon, his eyes began to glow with life.

”Oh?” The moment Tian Cang woke, he saw Ice Saint, who was shedding tears. He paused, puzzled. ”Ugh… Have I been summoned again?”

Ice Saint's long eyelashes fluttered, but she didn't say anything.

The corner of Tian Cang's mouth twitched. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He was calmer this time, however. He had no idea how he was summoned back to this world, but he knew that it would require a very strong conviction. It meant that there were still people who remember him in this world.

He raised his head and glanced around. He noticed that they were in the battlefield of the stars, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing. Then, he turned his eyes into the distance. When he saw the few figures who were fighting there, his pupils constricted instantly.

The Heavenly Nether Puppet was made with the best materials in the Netherworld, which had reached the peak in terms of toughness, strength, and efficiency in energy transmission. He was Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's pride, his masterpiece.

Meanwhile, Yellow Spring Great Sage's aura began to decline. Although he had once again reached the level of a Perfected Great Saint with the Fortune Flatbread, he felt that he was beginning to grow weak. His opponent now was even faster than before. He was nervous. If he could not stop this Heavenly Nether Puppet from sabotaging Earth Prison Dog's breakthrough, then there would be no one in Earth Prison who could stop Nether Prison. Therefore, he had to finish this fight as soon as possible while the effect of the flatbread was still in him. He had to finish the puppet with a punch.

Yellow Spring Great Sage roared, his bald head seemingly glowing as a rushing Yellow Spring River emerged above him. The water poured down like a torrent and wheeled around him, causing his aura to climb. He lifted a fist. The water gathered over it and began to compress, turning into a square crystal. As a deafening shout burst out of his mouth, Yellow Spring Great Sage threw the fist at the puppet in the distance, pushing the crystal forward.

The Heavenly Nether Puppet twisted his neck, and his face that belonged to Tian Cang was cold and emotionless. There seemed to be light flashing in his eyes as he lifted a hand and threw a punch at the crystal.

BOOM!

The fist and the crystal collided. Energy spread like ripples, sweeping across the whole battlefield of the stars.

The tremendous impact threw Yellow Spring Great Sage back. Coughing blood, he fell from the sky like a cannonball. However, even as he was falling, he saw a figure approach the puppet. Dumbstruck, he looked at the puppet, then at Tian Cang. For a moment he was confused, but before he could figure out what was going on, he had already fallen through the clouds and smashed hard into the ground with a rumble. The whole area collapsed into a huge crater measuring thousands of meters from end to end, with plumes of smoke rising from the center. It was as if a meteorite had fallen.

…

In the battlefield of the stars, the smoke had cleared, and the energy ripples had disappeared. The Heavenly Nether Puppet pulled back his fist. His metal arm glinted cold and bright. In terms of physical toughness, this puppet, which took Nether Puppeteer Patriarch thousands of years to make, was even stronger than Tyrant Patriarch. Coupled with the mighty energy in Tian Cang's flesh, he was almost invincible.

Er Ha was panting for breath. His hair was messy, and he looked somewhat bedraggled. Suddenly, he jerked his head and looked into the distance. There, a figure was slowly walking over. When he saw that person's face, he froze.

”Dad?” Er Ha was struck dumb. He glanced at the burly, domineering Tian Cang, then at the Heavenly Nether Puppet in the distance. For a moment, he was confused.

”We meet again…” Tian Cang gave Er Ha a look and smiled.

Er Ha regained his wits instantly, and his eyes gleamed with excitement. 'Dad's been summoned again? Who summoned him this time?' He glanced around, and when he saw Ice Saint in the distance, understanding dawned on him. He could hardly contain his excitement, but the next moment, he seemed to think of something, and that made his expression change.

Tian Cang glanced indifferently at the Heavenly Nether Puppet. 'What a fine work of art,' he thought, 'But… How dare Nether Puppeteer make my flesh into a puppet?! Damn him!' As he looked at the puppet's face, which was actually his face, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath. There was a strange feeling in his heart.

The puppet, on the other hand, cocked his head, and his eyes flashed with a mechanical light. He was staring at Tian Cang because he did not know if he should attack or not.

'I bet Nether Puppeteer Patriarch never thought I'd come back to life again… Otherwise, that old fellow would never refine my body into a puppet.'