The wordless Investiture of the Gods hung above the Celestial River, its surface acting as a mirror that reflected the greed and hatred of all living beings. A mere mortal bit his fingertip and wrote the word "immortality" in blood, but in an instant, purple lightning descended from the ninth heaven, reducing him to ash. Nezha sped past the scroll on his Wind and Fire Wheels; the chilling glow of the Yin Wheel froze the churning Karma Threads, while the searing flames of the Yang Wheel recoiled the moment they touched the surface—within the fire emerged the fated destiny of him killing Li Jing over a thousand cycles of Samsara. "I refuse to be shackled by fate!" With his Fire-Tip Spear dipped in the blood of the Spirit Pearl, he carved the name "Nezha," and the firmament suddenly collapsed into a chaotic eye of lightning.
The moment the lightning tribulation descended, nine bolts of Zixiao divine thunder coalesced into the phantom image of Hongjun. The Yin Wheel transformed into the skull of Gonggong, freezing three bolts of thunder, while the Yang Wheel condensed into the heart-fire of Zhurong, surging toward the eye of the storm. Within the flames appeared an ancient vision: when Taiyi Zhenren once used the Spirit Pearl to transcend the tribulation, every bolt of lightning had been wrapped in the vengeful spirits of Jiejiao. Green Lotus Root System tore through his body, entangling the pillars of thunder, though his Lotus Platform was scorched black. "Break for me!" Fragme…
Chapter 112