The Immortal-Slaying Gourd hung suspended in the high heavens, the white light erupting from its mouth swirling like a river flowing backward. The people of the Nanzhan Buzhou continent suddenly stood frozen, their souls transformed into wisps of green smoke as they were sucked into the gourd, while their physical bodies toppled like withered wood. Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye pierced through the clouds with a silver light, revealing the resentful soul of Lu Ya curled up within the gourd. Embedded in his dantian was half a Chaos Lotus Seed, its roots piercing through his limbs and marrow, refining his soul into fuel for the blade-light. "Seal your seven orifices!" The Xiaotian Hound transformed into its true form—a giant silver wolf—and let out a sky-shaking howl. Kunlun Qing Qi condensed into a barrier to shield the Guanjiang Estuary, but it was cleaved in two by a single flash of the blade, the shockwave pulverizing the surrounding mountains into dust.
Nezha stepped onto his Wind and Fire Wheels and charged into the vortex of blade-light, his Twenty-Four-Grade Lotus Platform forcibly expanding a realm of world-purification. The moment the lotus petals touched the white light, an image of Donghuang Taiyi bound by chains appeared on the surface of the gourd. "Lu Ya... the debt of your father must be repaid!" The Fire-Tip Spear erupted with force, thrusting toward the base of the gourd, only to have its tip crushed by a Golden Crow claw that suddenly lashed out. Nezha’s right arm…
Chapter 153