Li Jing’s Exquisite Pagoda erupted with a sinister light, and three hundred and sixty God-Slaying Chains slithered out like vipers, pinning Nezha’s lingering soul to the center of the altar. The Wu Clan inscriptions on the bronze altar glowed with a blood-red hue; from the silt of the seabed rose twelve statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, each with a broken dragon horn driven into its chest.
"You rebellious child, this is what you were always meant to be." Li Jing bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed his vital essence onto the chains. They contracted instantly, digging into the cracks of Nezha’s Spirit Pearl, staining its inner green light into an inky black. The Pangu Axe in Little Monkey’s hands suddenly trembled; the vertical eye on the axe handle wept tears of blood, which, upon hitting the ground, transformed into three hundred Wu Clan war souls that knelt before the altar.
Yang Jian’s Three-pointed Double-edged Blade severed the chains binding the Xiaotian Hound, and the blood of gods still clinging to his weapon suddenly began to boil. A silver beam from his Heavenly Eye illuminated Nezha’s chest, piercing the thick black mist to reveal the core of the Spirit Pearl—the once-pure Green Lotus was now covered in barbs, and seated at the center of the Lotus Platform was an infant who bore a striking resemblance to the Demon Child.
Chapter 28