The twelve coiled-dragon pillars of the South Heavenly Gate were seeping molten gold, and stardust, melted from the glazed tiles, dripped along the eaves. Nezha soared into the clouds on his Wind and Fire Wheels, the Universal Heaven Ribbon trailing seven thousand li of crimson mist behind him. Where he pointed his Fire-Tip Spear, twenty-eight starlight beams suddenly transformed into chains.
"Jiaomu Jiao!" Nezha struck the spear tip against the horn of the Azure Dragon, only to have the whiskers of Kangjin Long entangle his left ankle. As Kuimu Lang’s wolf-tooth mace descended, wreathed in the cry of the Mao-Ri Star Official, Nezha swept his Fire-Tip Spear, unleashing Samadhi True Fire. To his shock, the flames were sucked into a void opened by the third eye on Doumuxie’s forehead. Nezha’s pupils contracted—deep within the eyes of every star official, a golden lock seal flickered in rhythm with the celestial stars.
The Universal Heaven Ribbon suddenly unspooled of its own accord, wrapping Weihu Hu into a blood-red cocoon. Nezha felt an unnatural tremor on the ribbon's surface; looking down, he saw the frayed edges devouring starlight, while the patterns of the Primordial World’s Hetu and Luoshu shimmered faintly upon the silk. "So, this is what the Master meant by 'the return of destiny' when he bestowed this treasure upon me..." He spun violently, his Wind and Fire Wheels crushing the midnight star-sand cast by Xurishu. Amidst the flames, the shadow of a Nine-Tailed Fox f…
Chapter 201