The bronze mirror in the Nuwa Palace shattered with a roar, each shard reflecting the final end of the Primordial World. Nezha, stepping on his Wind and Fire Wheels, swept across the sea of mirrors; his Yin Wheel froze the reflection of himself ascending as the Heavenly Emperor—in the glass, his robes of state were sprouting peach wood shoots from every orifice. His Yang Wheel unleashed flames toward the vision of Yang Jian destroying the world, but within the fire, a horrific scene emerged: a Celestial River of silver blood flooding the Three Realms, with every corpse torn apart by the Xiaotian Hound bearing the visage of Yaoji!
"Monsterous illusions!" Sun Wukong shattered thousands of mirror shards with his Ruyi Jingu Bang. The moment the Spirit Pearl Origin touched the mirror surface, the Marriage Contract Patterns suddenly surged in size. His Somersault Cloud, wrapped around his Seventy-Two Avatars, lunged at the central master mirror, only to be snared by three thousand red threads of Karma upon touching the frame—each thread tied to the birth dates of Jiejiao disciples! "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, so this is where you have been hiding!" The tip of his staff pierced the illusion, revealing that within the ruins of the Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian was driving the four Immortal Execution swords into his own brow!
Silver blood surged wildly from Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye as the God-Slaying Spear split the mirror image reflecting Wukong’s demise. When the spear tip touched th…
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