When the Green Lotus Root System tore through the Nine Heavens of Guixu, the demonic markings on Nezha’s left arm suddenly surged out of control. Pitch-black scales grew in reverse, piercing his shoulder blades; from the torn flesh, emerald vines—sharing the same origin as the root system—sprouted and dragged him toward the abyss. The flames of his Wind and Fire Wheels were suppressed by the demonic energy, turning into a sickly, ghostly green, while the rock layers coiled by his Universal Heaven Ribbon collapsed one after another, revealing a Bronze Giant Coffin entwined at the roots’ end.
"This is..." Nezha’s pupils contracted. On the surface of the coffin wrapped in roots, a half-skeleton was slowly raising its hand. The skeleton was missing its left arm, and its right hand tightly gripped a design for the God-Slaying Spear Tip that shimmered with a chaotic azure light; the nail marks on the edges of the blueprint matched the patterns on the spear tip perfectly. The roots emerging from the cracks in Nezha’s Lotus Root Body suddenly began to dance wildly, instinctively piercing the skeleton’s knuckles.
The roar of the Xiaotian Hound echoed from above as its claws tore through the curtain of murky air: "Third Prince, watch out for the backlash!" Before the warning could fade, the skeleton’s hollow eye sockets burst with azure light, and a Dao sound from before the creation of the Primordial World rang in the ears of all living beings. Nezha’s right arm petrified instantly,…
Chapter 329