The wordless Investiture of the Gods floated above the collapsed ruins of the Thirty-Three Heavens, its text shimmering with the cyan light of primordial chaos. Nezha's Wind and Fire Wheels crushed through fragments of stars beneath his feet as the Green Lotus Birthmark spread from his ankles up to his neck: "This scroll is devouring the stellar energy of the entire cosmos!"
The phantom of the Twenty-Four-Grade Lotus Platform blossomed behind him, but the purifying divine light erupting from its heart was absorbed entirely by the scroll. Sun Wukong drove the Ruyi Jingu Bang deep into the Ley Lines, the "Sea-Pacifying" inscription on the staff burning blazing red: "Three-Eyes, your silver blood is flowing backward!"
Yang Jian's silver hair hung down into the Heavenly River, and the fragments of the God-Slaying Spear caught in the tips of his locks were being pulled toward the scroll. The Heavenly Eye Lotus Seal opened in his right palm, its pupil reflecting a terrifying truth—the back of the scroll was entwined with three thousand Karma Threads, each tethered to the primordial soul of a saint: "Mother... is this what you meant by a 'blank contract'..."
Chapter 178