The sacrificial fire at the Suiren-shi altar suddenly surged. Amidst the flames, the Golden Crow, flapping its wings, let out a heart-wrenching wail. The Book of Heaven beneath its talons trembled violently, and viscous beads of blood seeped from its blank pages, congealing into ancient demonic script: "Ten Suns Patrol the Heavens; Souls Feed the Green Lotus." The phantom of Di Jun, emerging from the ashes, raised a hand to shield his eyes as the nine three-legged Golden Crow skeletons on the solar chariot suddenly opened their hollow eye sockets!
The fragment of the Chaos Bell in the Little Monkey's hand pulsed wildly. From the surface of the bell, the lingering consciousness of Donghuang Taiyi roared, "Brother, flee!" But the fingertip of Di Jun’s phantom had already touched the brows of the Golden Crows. In the eye sockets of every skeleton, the image of Yaoji having her soul extracted was reflected. More terrifyingly, the ten suns hanging in the background of those visions were actually ten pulsing hearts—the very essence of the giant pearls on the Jade Emperor's crown!
"So that's the truth behind the ten suns..." Nezha, riding his Wind and Fire Wheels, charged into the altar, his Universal Heaven Ribbon coiling around one of the Golden Crow skeletons. The fabric suddenly ignited, and Madam Yin’s blood-written letter reorganized within the flames, revealing the scene of Yaoji bound to Peach Mountain: every tear she shed was transformed into sunlight, only to be absorbed…
Chapter 17