Chapter 367

**Clang——** The instant the God-Slaying Spear pierced Kun's glabella, three thousand layers of mournful wails erupted from the spear shaft. The wreckage of the Wind and Fire Wheels beneath Nezha's feet was shaken into fine powder, and the thirty-six Karmic Chains bound by the Universal Heaven Ribbon snapped and melted completely. Yang Jian's completely petrified mutilated body suddenly hovered, dark golden blood seeping from the cracks in his Heavenly Eye—those blood pearls condensed into phantom images of Luohou, Tongtian, and the Mosquito Daoist in the void, each phantom pierced through the chest with a half-section of the God-Slaying Spear Tip! "This is..." Sun Wukong retreated rapidly, stepping on the fragments of the Somersault Cloud, the Ruyi Jingu Bang churning three hundred miles of murky Chaos Qi. When the staff body touched the phantom of Luohou, the phantom of the Chaotic Demonic Ape suddenly hugged its head and roared—beneath the armor of its right paw, demonic patterns sharing the exact same origin as the God-Slaying Spear emerged, and every single pattern was draining the dark golden divine blood from Nezha's body!