As the Golden Pagoda disintegrated into stardust, Li Jing’s primordial spirit suddenly solidified. Hovering above the pagoda's base on his Wind and Fire Wheels, Nezha watched as shards of the spire, ensnared by the Universal Heaven Ribbon, began to bleed—each drop of blood reflecting the people of Chen Tang Pass kneeling in worship before the pagoda. "Zha'er..." Li Jing’s right hand suddenly reached through the void, cradling a faded red bellyband that fluttered in the wind; the character "Yin" embroidered on its corner was as striking as if it were brand new.
"Father!" Nezha’s Fire-Tip Spear froze in mid-air, its tip hovering a mere three inches from Li Jing’s throat. The mantras inscribed on the pagoda’s body suddenly flowed in reverse, transforming into an Immortal-Binding Rope that coiled around Nezha's ankles. The moment the rope touched the Wind and Fire Wheels, shards of the Donghuang Bell detached from the wheel hubs, coalescing into a complete Daoist bell in the void. The images surfacing on the bell’s walls left Nezha breathless: Li Jing had not used the Golden Pagoda to suppress his young son all those years ago, but rather a remnant soul of a Nine-Tailed Fox that had attempted to possess him!
Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye cast a blue light that pierced the pagoda’s base, revealing shards of the Xuanyuan Sword frozen at its foundation. The Karma Threads wrapped around the blade suddenly surged, their ends burying themselves deep into the lotus-root flesh of Nezha’s ch…
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