The moment the Five-Color Strange Lotus bloomed, the dawn of the newborn Primordial World was stained in blood. Sun Wukong retreated a thousand miles on his Somersault Cloud, his Fiery Eyes of Truth reflecting five rays of world-ending light: the filth of Guixu exhaled by the Black Lotus formed the base of a grinding stone; the essence blood of the Black Tortoise extracted from the Gold Lotus forged its axle; the resentment of the Twelve Ancestral Witches surging from the Blood Lotus turned into myriad fangs; the Taisu source expanded by the White Lotus wove into the patterns of Heavenly Dao; and the remnant primordial spirit of the Primordial Origin Patriarch blooming from the Green Lotus was the killing intent driving the grinder.
"Stop the Gold Lotus!" Yang Jian’s primordial spirit projection echoed from the Petrified Bridge, as the jade bridge erupted with twelve chains of the Duotian Divine Retribution. The Xiaotian Hound transformed into human form and leaped onto the Universal Heaven Ribbon, its fingers forming the True Form of the Black Tortoise seal: "The essence blood of the Black Tortoise shares the same origin as me!" The fragments of the turtle shell on its chest suddenly detached, forming a miniature Innately Eight Trigrams Formation in the void, drawing the column of blood spurting from the Gold Lotus toward itself.
Nezha’s Wind and Fire Wheels suddenly spiraled out of control, carrying him headlong into the filth of the Black Lotus. Chaos roots sprouted from…
Chapter 384