Nezha stepped on the shattered Wind and Fire Wheels, the cracks on the Spirit Pearl having already spread to his neck. The God-Slaying Spear Tip gathered the murky energy of Wutai, slashing an axe mark into the void identical to the one Pangu made when he split the heavens. "Old Yuanling!" he roared fiercely, thrusting out a fatal strike, but an illusion from the dawn of Hongmeng suddenly appeared on the spear shaft—a white-haired elder holding the hand of the child Pangu, carving the first axe mark into the chaos.
The instant the spear tip touched the center of Yuanling's chest, time and space froze abruptly. Nezha's pupils reflected a terrifying sight: the Green Lotus Roots on his own chest matched the missing ring finger stump of Yuanling with absolute perfection! The God-Slaying Spear let out a sorrowful wail that pierced through ancient and modern times, shattering inch by inch, and the torrent of memories bursting from the fragments swallowed the boy wrapped in the red ribbon.
"Master..." The sobs of the infant Pangu echoed in the void. Nezha saw Yuanling inserting his severed finger into the base of Mount Buzhou, and the dark yellow blood flowed down the mountain to form the prototype of the God-Slaying Spear. The vibration frequency of that spear tip was completely synchronized with the heartbeat of the Spirit Pearl!
Chapter 394