Deep within the abyss that split the base of Mount Buzhou, three thousand remnants of the Investiture of the Gods coiled like venomous pythons, weaving into blood-colored shackles that blotted out the sky. Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye pierced the gaps in the chains with its silver light, revealing the soul of Guang Chengzi pinned to a corner of a "Yuxu" page. Peach-wood spikes pierced his shoulder blades, and the roots extending from the tips of these spikes drove directly into the life essence of the ley lines! "Uncle... is this the righteous path of Yuxu?" As the God-Slaying Spear Tip flicked the edge of a remnant page, the moment his silver blood touched the surface, the soul suddenly opened its eyes and sneered: "Qingyuan... your Yang family bloodline is mere fodder too!" The chains surged in response, constricting Yang Jian's right arm until it was nothing but bone.
Nezha’s Green Lotus took root in the void, and the purifying light blossoming from his Lotus Platform swept across the surface of the shackles. The moment the light touched them, the Twenty-Four-Grade Lotus petals were suddenly covered in black veins—each crevice oozing Yuqing filth, coalescing into the blood-stained face of Taiyi Zhenren: "Ling Zhuzi... sever the Li Palace, three inches deep!" The Fire-Tip Spear pierced the core of the markings, but as it touched the chains, it suffered a backlash, and the image of Master Tongtian being consumed by his own Myriad Immortals Formation flashed across the shaft of …
Chapter 157