When the dragon-transformed claw of the Xiaotian Hound tore open the chest armor of the Demon God "Xu", the primordial essence blood gushed forth like a waterfall. The moment the blood droplets touched the rock walls of Guixu, the torn fragments of the Primordial Origin Patriarch's handwritten notes suddenly floated into the air. The yellowed pages pieced themselves together amidst the blood-red light, and the tadpole-like Chaos inscriptions swam and reorganized, condensing into the pristine primitive form of Hetu and Luoshu. As each pattern lit up, the Primordial World grew a fraction more transparent, revealing the giant claw of the Black Tortoise hidden beneath it.
"This... this is..." Nezha retreated hastily on his Wind and Fire Wheels, the Universal Heaven Ribbon sweeping across the edge of the holographic projection. The instant the ribbon brushed against it, the ley lines of the Primordial World suddenly became transparent—the root system of the Ginseng Fruit Tree of Wuzhuang Temple pierced deep into the scales of the Black Tortoise, the Weak Water of the Liusha River flowed between the gaps of its claws, and even the glazed tiles of the Thirty-Three Heavens were nothing more than debris shed from the turtle shell!
The remnant body of Yang Jian, which had been petrified up to his brow, suddenly trembled, and the crack of his Heavenly Eye resonated with the patterns on the turtle shell. The illusory Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade cleaved through the bloody mist, its…
Chapter 334