The Golden Cicada Shell vomited out by Xiaotian Hound slammed into the ruined walls of Lingshan, emitting a resonance like morning bells and evening drums. I swung my spear to flick away the Karma Threads entangling Sun Wukong, my Heavenly Eye illuminating the flowing gilded Sanskrit characters within the shell—every single character was weeping blood, and at the turning points of the strokes, Rulai's future Dharma form faintly appeared.
"Wutian is wreaking havoc on the world..." Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang pulverized the first line of Sanskrit characters, yet his Seventy-Two Avatars were frozen in place by a sudden surge of the World-Destruction Black Lotus. Nezha's Wind and Fire Wheels ignited with a purplish-black Karmic Fire beneath his feet, and the moment his Fire-Tip Spear pierced the Golden Cicada Shell, the Universal Heaven Ribbon abruptly wrapped around his neck. "Yang Jian... this shell is devouring my memories..."
Xiaotian Hound transformed into human form and pressed down upon the trembling cicada molting, while the rift cleaved open by his dark iron folding fan gushed forth visions of the future: on the collapsed ruins of Lingshan, Wutian sat cross-legged atop the twelfth-grade World-Destruction Black Lotus, trampling Rulai's sixteen-foot golden body beneath his feet. Even more suffocating was the black-robed guardian standing at attention beside the Lotus Platform, whose brow bore a Heavenly Eye unmistakably of the same origin as Yang Jian's.
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