The moment the Blood Sea surged, one hundred thousand souls of Jiejiao disciples burst through the waves, each with a golden thread from the Investiture of the Gods bound tight around their throats. The trembling resonance of the taut golden threads echoed throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens, shattering the stars of the Celestial River like fragments of colored glass. Nezha stepped upon his Wind and Fire Wheels, skimming the crests of the waves, while the souls swept by his Universal Heaven Ribbon suddenly began to chant the ancient ballads of Biyou Palace in unison. The sonic vibrations were so intense that sparks flew from the God-Slaying Spear Tip.
"This melody... it's the 'Biyou Heart-Questioning Chant'!" Stone dust seeped from Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye, revealing fragments of the Qingping Sword pulsing within the chests of the souls. The Xiaotian Hound shifted into human form to bite at the golden threads, but his fangs were scorched charred-black by the power of the scroll. "The singing is corroding the laws of the Heavenly Dao!"
Sun Wukong smashed his staff toward the Blood Sea, the Ruyi Jingu Bang churning up ten thousand fathoms of turbid waves. "The weeping is insufferable!" The moment the staff touched the soul of the Fairy Qiongxiao, the Sea-Pacifying Divine Needle suddenly manifested Chaos Dao Patterns, identical in origin to the golden threads. The Somersault Cloud, eroded by the resentment of the souls, sprouted barbed chains from within its vapors.
Chapter 311