As the crystal floor of the Guanghan Palace cracked into spiderweb patterns, the Jade Rabbit's pestle struck the final fragment of the Donghuang Bell. The Lady of Taiyin flickered her pristine hand, and the Lunar Toad elixir in her palm suddenly burst with azure light. The phantom of a Golden Crow swimming within the elixir's patterns shared the exact same origin as the third leg of the Xiaotian Hound. "Flee quickly, Fairy!" the instant Chang'e's flowing sleeves wrapped around the Lady's waist, a Primordial toad cry erupted from beneath the ice, shattering three hundred miles of osmanthus forests.
The silver beam shot from Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye pierced through the ice, catching a glimpse of the Toad Patriarch's true form curled up in the ten-thousand-foot icy abyss. Every single bump on the monster's back was carved with residual Dao Patterns of the Investiture of the Gods, and its tongue tip rolled around the very earrings Yaoji had lost when she was bound. "Mother..." His right palm condensed purple blood into a curved blade and slashed toward the ice surface. The moment the blade qi touched the toad's skin, the entire Moon Palace suddenly inverted, and countless frozen martial souls of the Wu Clan hung down from the roots of the osmanthus trees.
Nezha stepped on the Wind and Fire Wheels and charged into the icy abyss, the phantom of the Donghuang Bell enveloping his entire body. The Hetu and Luoshu inscribed on the bell walls suddenly twisted, projecting an ancient sc…
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