Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

Western world.

With the return of Wan Zi, the entire Western world seemed to have fallen into a purple ocean. In this endless purple air, there was a figure standing in the air. It was the Taoist Jie Yin.

The Taoist priest quietly stared at the chaotic land below him. His mood was just like the chaos below, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He frowned, and his eyes flashed with indescribable complex emotions.

At this moment, he was calculating something with his fingers, as if looking for the answer.

After calculating for a while, he finally closed his eyes slowly, however, a few crystal tears flowed from his tightly closed eyes.

“I hate Li Nezha!!!”

The Taoist Jie Yin shouted with gnashing teeth, his voice filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

He regretted it deeply. If he had tried his best to completely wipe out Li Nezha, perhaps everything would be different now.

"And you, the Styx Patriarch!"

The Taoist Jie Yin pointed the finger at the Old Ancestor of the Styx again. He believed that the Old Ancestor of the Styx was also one of the culprits that caused all this.

His hatred for the two men grew stronger and stronger, and he wished he could tear them into pieces immediately.

"All of you wait for me, I won't let any of you go!"

The voice of the Taoist Jie Yin resounded through the sky, with great determination and firmness.

He was determined to make Li Nezha and the Old Ancestor of the Styx pay a price to relieve his hatred.

However, when the Taoist Jie Yin calculated again, his face suddenly became solemn and a deep fear surged in his heart.

It turned out that he found that Li Nezha's strength in the Quasi-Sage realm was so strong that he was afraid. Facing such an enemy, Jie Yin Taoist had to admit that his current strength had not yet fully recovered. If he rashly confronted Li Nezha, he might not have much chance of winning.

So he shook his head helplessly and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​revenge.

"I didn't expect Li Nezha to be so powerful in the Quasi-Saint realm. At present, my strength has not been fully restored, so I will let him go for the time being." The Taoist muttered to himself, with a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his tone. He decided to be patient for the time being and wait for the right time to make plans.

After all, Li Nezha’s strength at this moment was amazing, and he was invincible at the quasi-saint stage. He had killed many powerful people at the peak of quasi-saint stage.

Even if Jie Yin's strength is at the peak of Quasi Saint, he dare not challenge Li Nezha's majesty. Because according to deduction, there are many Quasi Saints who have been defeated by Li Nezha.

For example, the former great master Xuandu was forced to hide in the Tushita Palace for retreat; and the incarnation of the Supreme Sage even died on the spot.

Faced with such a powerful force, the Taoist Jie Yin could only choose to endure it in his heart.

However, when the result of the calculation appeared again, the Taoist's expression changed instantly.

The sadness and anger on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a triumphant laugh: "Haha, you've done what you sow, Li Nezha. I didn't expect that you would end up being crushed by the power of heaven, Li Nezha, Li Nezha!"

But as he continued to receive information, the expression on the face of the Taoist Master Jie Yin became uncertain.

"I didn't expect so many big things to happen in the prehistoric world. It seems that Master helped me to revive for the sake of the prehistoric world, but now I should restore the prosperity of my sect first. Compared with the East, the West is still too chaotic."