As the souls of the Ten Thousand Immortals rose from the depths of the Blood Sea, crashing against the Investiture of the Gods, Nezha was busy skewering the demonic horns of Luohou with the God-Slaying Spear Tip. Suddenly, billions of golden threads pulled taut, slicing into the firmament of the Thirty-Three Heavens and carving the Primordial World’s starry sky into a shattered chessboard. At the end of every golden thread hung a soul from Jiejiao; their wails solidified, corroding the glazed golden tiles of the Heavenly Court.
"The 'Song of Inquiry' from Biyou Palace!" Stone powder poured from Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye, revealing the golden threads writhing at the throats of the dead. The Xiaotian Hound shifted into human form, biting down on the nearest thread, but his teeth were scorched black by the power of the scroll. Sun Wukong rode his Somersault Cloud, skimming across the Blood Sea as his Ruyi Jingu Bang churned through the hundred thousand souls. "These threads are feeding on their resentment!"
Nezha suddenly clutched his chest as fragments of the Qingping Sword erupted from the cracks in his Lotus Root Body. Sensing the presence of the shards, the God-Slaying Spear Tip acted of its own accord, piercing through his palm. The flames of his Wind and Fire Wheels were stained a sickly green by the resentment of the souls, and his Universal Heaven Ribbon uncontrollably coiled toward the spectral form of Fairy Qiongxiao.
Chapter 309