Chapter 163: Do not seek counsel with those of a different path
It was said that Di Jiang, leading ten other Ancestral Witches, came to stop the Nether River in order to prevent him from slaughtering all beings and generating too many resentful spirits, which could cause the Underworld to collapse.
In this great battle, neither side would hold back.
On one side was the Nether River aiming to achieve enlightenment by slaughtering all beings in Heaven and Earth; on the other, the Ancestral Witches aimed to protect the Underworld, using it to accumulate Merit and achieve sanctity. Both sides shared the same goal of achieving sanctity, but their methods were directly opposed, making them mortal enemies; no reconciliations with smiles could occur.
Yi Zi alone held off the Asura Demon King, Mara, who had mastered many Thunder Beads. Although Mara had several powerful Magical Treasures, Yi Zi resorted to hurling thunder against him. For a time, Mara struggled to contend with Yi Zi’s thunder, finding himself pummeled into a disheveled state, his skin torn and flesh burst. Although the injuries were not severe, he suffered a significant loss of face.
"Yi Zi, how dare you humiliate me like this!" Mara could not help but curse repeatedly; Yi Zi was too despicable, exploiting his possession of numerous Thunder Beads, staying far away and continuously attacking with thunder. Whenever Mara tried to close the distance, he would be met with hundreds of Thunder Beads raining down on him, impossible to withstand.
Yi Zi cackled wickedly, "Mara, little child, what if I humiliate you? If you have the guts, come and hurt me!"
Mara retorted, "If you’re brave enough, then stop using thunder!"
Yi Zi nodded and said, "All right, let’s have a fight then, and you don’t use Magical Treasures either!"
Mara nodded and agreed, "Good!"
Yi Zi retracted his Thunder Beads, and Mara charged forward immediately. Yi Zi also rushed forward, and just as they were about to clash, Yi Zi flipped his palm, and suddenly, about a hundred more Thunder Beads appeared in his palm like a fan. These beads were golden and shiny, with lightning wrapping around them, emitting continuous "zzt zzt" sounds of electricity.
"Oh no, It’s a trap!" Mara couldn’t help but shout, conjuring his Asura Mirror.