The Black Lotus inside Nezha's chest suddenly unfurled its petals, devouring the purple flames like a blood feast. At the heart of the lotus, an illusion of the young Li Jing materialized; from the tip of the golden pagoda in his hand dripped not blood, but the countless living souls of the people of Chentangguan! "Nezha... this is the truth..." The illusion gently stroked the lotus, and three hundred and sixty souls suddenly condensed into a bloody decree—between the brows of every single soul was carved a Wu Clan blood curse reading "willing"!
Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye projected a blue light that pierced the lotus petals, catching a glimpse of the frozen remains of Luohou at the bottom of Peach Mountain—that demonic form, bound by Gonggong's chains, was identical in every way to the appearance Nezha wore when his Lotus Root Body was reshaped! "Mother... is this what you protected..." His Three-pointed Double-edged Blade slashed into the void, revealing within the blade's light the image of Yaoji pierced by chains: the other end of the iron cables was tethered not to Peach Mountain, but to the Chaos Green Lotus beating within Luohou's heart!
Sun Wukong shattered three roots of the demonic lotus with the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the God-Slaying Spear patterns on the staff suddenly surging in length. The instant the spear tip touched the foundation of Peach Mountain, the entire mountain collapsed—three hundred and sixty bronze pillars burst forth from the earth within the mountain's …
Chapter 239