The instant Gonggong's skull shattered the plaque of the Lingxiao Hall, the 360 demonic pillars of the Primordial World blood array simultaneously erupted with purple light. The silver blood flowing from Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye condensed into chains, linking the life souls of Nezha and Sun Wukong into a triangular formation. At the eye of the formation, the phantom of the Pangu Axe suspended in the air was being corroded by the blood light, cracks spreading across its surface. "Second Brother... perhaps this is fate..." The God-Slaying Spear, formed from the demonic blood on Nezha's right arm, suddenly softened, its tip pointing back at the third eye between his own brows as the roots of the Chaos Green Lotus snapped one by one.
"You fool! Don't do anything reckless!" Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang pulverized seven rays of blood light, and the God-Slaying Spear patterns on the staff suddenly came to life. The moment the spearhead touched the core of the blood array, the entire firmament shattered like glazed glass, revealing a scene from the dawn of the Hongmeng—the eyelashes shed by the falling Pangu Axe were transforming into the Twelve Ancestral Witches, while sitting atop the axe handle was none other than a youthful Nezha! "So that's how it is..." Yang Jian's purple blood condensed into a silver moon that severed the blood chains, the moonlight reflecting the ultimate truth: the so-called creation of heaven and earth was nothing more than the cyclical reboot of the Samsa…
Chapter 240