Hongjun’s demonic eyes hung suspended above the heavens, three thousand pupils rotating like shifting stars. Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye swept a silver gaze across the Southern Continent, illuminating an old farmer in the fields who had suddenly gone mad; a bloody maw split open in his palm, from which a Yuxu Dharma Eye emerged. In the mountains, a woodcutter struck his own reflection with an axe, every crack filling with black Dao Patterns. "Close your eyes! Do not look at the firmament!" The Xiaotian Hound transformed into a silver-haired youth, weaving Kunlun Qing Qi into ribbons to cover the people’s eyes, but they were corroded into wisps by the rain of blood falling from above—the moment a drop touched human skin, a third demonic eye split open on the victim’s forehead!
Nezha rode his Wind and Fire Wheels into the sea of clouds, his Twenty-Four-Grade Lotus Platform surging in size against the wind. Wherever the lotus petals swept, purifying light poured down like a waterfall. "Get yourself cleaned up!" His Fire-Tip Spear shattered the three nearest demonic eyes, but it was not blood that spurted out, but the foul essence of Chaos. The moment the foul essence touched the Lotus Platform, the heart of the lotus suddenly reflected the refined soul of Taiyi Zhenren—deep within those pupils, Yuanshi Tianzun was carving the karma of master-slaying into the Spirit Pearl Origin! "Master... even your eyes are a trap..." Nezha’s left arm suddenly burst into flames, and Spirit Pearl …
Chapter 151