Chapter 228: Fuli and Nezha’s concept of magical power emerges...

Out of selfishness, Haotian never called Fu Li "the Great Emperor" and only called him "Emperor".

It was just a name, so Fu Li naturally wouldn't mind it.

With a perfectly composed smile on her face, she bowed to the almighty Haotian and addressed him as "Great Celestial Venerable."

It was clearly a very respectful title, more honorable than "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven." But Haotian felt angry, thinking Fuli was mocking him.

——Since you entered the Heavenly Court, have you ever treated me as the Supreme Lord of Heaven in any of your actions?

—You are a rebellious person by nature, repeatedly overstepping your bounds and openly seizing authority that rightfully belongs to the Emperor of Heaven. And yet someone like you chooses to call me "Great Celestial Lord"?

What a joke! What a joke!

If it were in the past, Haotian would have already broken down and thrown all those words at Fuli.

But now it was different, at least he felt it was different.

He used various excuses to drive away most of the auxiliary gods arranged by Fu Li and replaced them with his own people.

Most of the main gods listed in the Investiture of the Gods do not take care of things, and the power to exercise their divine duties is in the hands of the auxiliary gods.

Haotian felt that he had understood that as long as he controlled those auxiliary gods, he could control the entire heaven.

After Fu Li performed the ceremony, Hao Tian remained seated, showing no intention of returning the greeting. Fu Li, unconcerned with his impoliteness, simply asked, "I wonder why the Heavenly Lord invited me here?"

As early as when she saw the mirror on the South Heaven Gate, Fu Li knew that she had entered the barrier of the Haotian Mirror.

The Haotian Mirror is a magical treasure bestowed upon Haotian by the Taoist Ancestor. It has been with him for many years. I wonder how much he has refined it to?

If he could refine it to 100%, the barrier of the Haotian Mirror would become a domain completely controlled by him. Fu Li would be taking a risk if he went deeper into it.

But she had already stepped in unintentionally, and it was too late to say any more.

The most urgent tasks now are, first, to delay time as much as possible, and second, to slowly test Haotian's control over the spiritual treasure.

Hearing this, Haotian remembered that this was his own territory, and his confidence immediately returned.

He relaxed his waist slightly and sat leisurely on the Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Chair. He imitated Fu Li's tone when accepting the audience of the gods and said, "I summoned the Emperor to discuss important matters. I hope the Emperor can fulfill his wish."

Fu Li said sternly, "Humanity has its limits, and I am no exception. Please tell me what you are doing, so I can do what I can."

Haotian smiled faintly: "The Emperor has always been intelligent, he must have guessed what I want, so why bother pretending?"

He stared at Fu Li closely, and saw with his own eyes a crack appear on her almost perfect mask, with a smile that was almost enjoyable in his eyes.

——Emperor Ziwei, oh Emperor Ziwei, have you come to this day?

Fu Li took a deep breath and changed the subject: "I have been standing here for a long time without even a seat. Is this how the Great Celestial Venerable treats guests?"

Such aggressiveness was considered rude, but Haotian, who always cared about his authority as the Emperor of Heaven, did not get angry. Instead, he smiled, waved his hand very good-naturedly, and set up a seat at the lower right.

"I am sorry for the impoliteness. Please take a seat, Your Majesty."

Seeing the always confident Emperor Ziwei lose his composure, Haotian was so happy that he didn't know how happy he was. The fear of Fu Li hidden deep in his heart seemed to be slowly dissipating.

Fu Li's gaze paused at the seat, and he walked over and sat down as if nothing had happened. After he sat down, he thanked her, "Thank you, Great Celestial Venerable, for the seat."

Hearing this name coming out of Fu Li's mouth again, Haotian didn't think it was a mockery for the first time. Instead, he felt a sense of pride from the bottom of his heart.

——I am the Emperor of Heaven, the Supreme Being of the Three Realms. Even the Four Emperors have to submit to me!

He did not forget to disgust Fu Li and said insincerely: "Alas, it is my fault. I forgot for a moment that the Emperor was once the King of Shu, and Shu has always respected the left."

He waved his sleeves, and another chair appeared opposite him: "Now I have no choice but to ask the Emperor to move."

Fu Li looked up at him, anger flickering in her eyes, but her tone was very calm. "It's such a small matter, Your Majesty, it's rare that you would take it to heart. Since Your Majesty is so thoughtful, why don't you give up your seat?"

Haotian widened his eyes and looked at her in disbelief. He didn't expect that she would dare to openly reveal her ambition to covet the throne in her own territory.

Fu Li suddenly laughed, her expression a mixture of understanding, sarcasm, and confidence. "I like your seat better. Would you mind giving it up, Great Celestial Venerable?"

Haotian was enraged by her and shouted angrily: "You're looking for death!"

Chains flew from all directions, climbing up and down Fu Li's limbs, intending to imprison him completely.

Fu Li's mind moved, and the sword came out with a startling speed. He didn't care about the chains on his body at all, and went straight for Haotian who was sure of victory.

Haotian was startled, and with a thrust of his right hand, he thrust a shield before his eyes. The Qiushui Sword pierced the shield, but Haotian dodged it, and the blade pierced the eye of a dragon on the throne, making a dull thud.

Fu Li laughed: "So the dragon and phoenix on your throne are fake. I always thought they were real."

Haotian knew that she was provoking him, but every word she said accurately hit the hidden pain in his heart, making him unable to help but be angry.

"You're looking for death!"

Fu Li sneered: "Do you dare to kill me? Can you kill me?"

The next moment, the chains crumbled, dissipating into tiny specks of light. Fu Li extended her right hand, and the Jinghong Sword flew back, caught in her grasp. She swung the sword in a flower pattern, its tip pointed directly at Haotian.

"When the Dao Ancestor attained sainthood, he enlightened you. You have met the three thousand guests of the Purple Sky Palace, witnessed the destruction of three races, and the rise of the Lich. You also watched the fall of two races with cold eyes, and took advantage of the opportunity to become the Emperor of Heaven.

"I was born in the early Shang Dynasty and embarked on the path to immortality a dozen years later, by which time Emperor Yu of Xia had already been reduced to ash. In just two thousand years, I have combated floods, founded the Shu Kingdom, participated in the Conferred Gods War, and never slacked off in my cultivation."

She looked down on Haotian, and every word she uttered was like a sharp knife to him: "Now I am a Daluo Jinxian, and I have many people at my disposal, including more than a dozen Daluo Jinxians. What about you? Besides that mob of losers, what do you have?"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Haotian's defense was completely broken. He raised the Haotian Hammer with a roar and smashed it towards Fuli with surging thunder and lightning.

The air suddenly became hot, and a red-tasseled wooden spear with a faint blue flame came flying towards Haotian's vest.

At the other end of the red-tasseled wooden warehouse was a hand as pale as jade. The owner of the hand was dressed in a fiery red robe. His picturesque face was shrouded in the dark blue flames, but it could not hide the fierce murderous intent in his phoenix eyes.

Haotian was horrified and didn't bother to attack Fuli. He quickly used his control over the barrier to dodge and cried out, "No, this is impossible. How did you get in?"

Nezha tied his hair into a brocade bun, tilted his head and smiled at Fu Li, saying with a smile: "If you want to come in, just come in. What's it to you?"

Before he finished speaking, he strode forward, his eyes as clear as autumn water: "Sister, are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine." Fu Li glanced at Haotian and chuckled, "He really wants to hurt me?"

Haotian’s control over the Haotian Mirror is indeed deep. Even if he has not refined it to 100%, he has refined it to 90%.

Logically speaking, no one could enter or leave this mirror world as long as he didn't want to. One can imagine how frightened he was when Nezha came uninvited.

But he didn't know that there was a conceptual magical power between Fu Li and Nezha - one-way summoning.

As long as Fu Li is willing, she can summon Nezha no matter where she is or how far away she is. Nezha only needs to follow the summoning power and will be at Fu Li's side in the blink of an eye.

But neither Fu Li nor Nezha would tell him these.

The two men stood side by side, one holding a sword and the other holding a wooden cannon, both looking at Haotian with a sneer.

Fu Li smiled and said, "It seems you still don't understand. If you are even slightly off in controlling a magical weapon, there will be countless loopholes."

In fact, Fu Li didn't know whether there was a loophole or not. But she had to say it because she knew that the more Haotian hated her on the surface, the more he feared her deep down.

As long as she said that Haotian had loopholes in his control over his magic weapon, even if Haotian was unwilling to believe it, doubts would arise in his heart.

What's more, Nezha had already broken through the defenses of the Haotian Mirror and rushed in without any warning. This unprecedented incident shocked Haotian's mind and he was already doubting himself.

At this moment, Fu Li's words were a real blow to Haotian. Almost immediately, he began to doubt his own magic weapon.

The essence of a natal magic weapon is psychic connection, and mutual trust should be absolute. Haotian began to doubt the Haotian Mirror, and the Haotian Mirror quickly responded. The barrier began to vibrate, and there were faint signs of shattering. Fu Li sneered, "I just lied to you, why did you take it seriously?"

Nezha said sarcastically with a contemptuous tone: "Because he is stupid, he believes whatever others say. He deserves that the Xiantian Lingbao looks down on him."

The Haotian Mirror is an innate spiritual treasure, which is the best among the innate spiritual treasures, second only to the Tai Chi Diagram, Pangu Banner and Chaos Bell.

These kinds of magic weapons are all of too high a grade. The spiritual energy and luck required for their transformation are enough to cultivate ten Daluo Jinxians, so the laws of nature do not allow them to transform.

But this does not prevent them from being arrogant and looking down on ordinary people.

Haotian had been in self-doubt for a long time, and it was only after Fu Li came down to earth that he lived a few years of high spirits.

The moment Nezha entered the Haotian Mirror's barrier, all of Haotian's accumulated confidence was destroyed, awakening the inferiority that was suppressed deep in his heart.

The couple worked in perfect harmony, talking to each other. Haotian was under increasing psychological pressure, and at some point he finally collapsed.

"Shut up, everyone! I am the Emperor of Heaven! I am the Emperor of Heaven!"

Fu Li was waiting for this moment. The connection between Haotian and Haotian Mirror was reduced to the lowest level. She took out the Star Bracelet and swallowed Haotian.

By the time the Haotian Mirror reacted, it was already too late. The Star Bracelet was also an innate spiritual treasure. It might not be as good as the Haotian Mirror in terms of grade, but its special features were that it could swallow and contain its own timeline.

The moment Haotian was sucked in, the timeline in the Star Bracelet started, and his cultivation level regressed year after year until it turned back into the jade stone that had not been enlightened by the Taoist Ancestor.

If it weren't for the Daozu, Fu Li would have pushed the timeline forward thousands of years and pushed Haotian back to the time when he had not yet developed spiritual intelligence.

There was no Haotian in the world anymore. Haotian Jing drew his sword and looked around in confusion. It hovered in the air and flickered for a long time, but could not find the target to contact. Finally, it lost all its light and fell down.

Fu Li flew over, raised her hand and grasped it, and the barrier instantly dissipated. Looking around, she found that she was still outside the Nantian Gate.

The celestial general guarding the gate saw them and shouted in surprise, "Emperor, Marshal, you're finally back. There's a fight going on inside!"