The nameless Heaven-Stele rose from the ashes of Chaos, its surface a mirror reflecting the true nature of all living beings. Nezha, his feet astride the Wind and Fire Wheels, swept over the summit of the stele. The Yin Wheel’s icy light froze the churning Qi of Chaos, but the flames of the Yang Wheel recoiled suddenly upon touching the stele's face—the fire revealed a vision of Spirit Pearl’s memories being forcibly stripped away by Taiyi Zhenren! "Shatter, you piece of junk!" The Fire-Tip Spear lunged toward the mirror-like surface; the moment the spear tip touched it, it was sucked into the stele. Ripples spread across the surface, reflecting a fate spanning a thousand lifetimes: Nezha, forever piercing Li Jing’s throat with his Fire-Tip Spear.
Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye unleashed a silver light, cleaving the body of the stele to reveal its foundation: Yaoji’s fragmented soul, bound by three thousand crimson threads, each tied to a blood-colored peach from the Flat-Peach Mother Tree. The Xiaotian Hound, transformed into a bolt of silver lightning, tore at the red threads. The two characters "Xiansheng" engraved on its fangs suddenly erupted with the Qing Qi of Kunlun—what gushed from the severed ends of the threads was not divine essence, but puppet strings made of peach wood, wrapped in Yuqing Immortal Light! "Yuanshi... you actually dared..." The God-Slaying Spear Tip hooked onto the puppet strings; where the silver blood corroded them, the secrets of heaven were exposed:…
Chapter 119