The withered petals of the Five-Color Strange Lotus danced through the void as the Innate Wutai Formation locked into a terminal state. Yang Jian’s Petrified Bridge spanned across Guixu, and the array diagram etched into its surface with the lifeblood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly reversed, transmuting all Wutai spiritual energy into the malignant aura of the Dutian Gods and Demons.
"Array eye, lock in!" Sun Wukong drove his crystallized right arm into a crack in the bridge pier, the liquid Mending Heaven Stone surging alongside the blood essence of the Chaos Demonic Ape to strike against the array diagram. Nezha’s shattered primordial spirit manifested a three-headed, six-armed dharma image within the White Lotus, his Universal Heaven Ribbon binding shards of the God-Slaying Spear as he plunged them into the Dui-position array eye: "Monkey Brother, the Qian Palace is collapsing!"
Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye erupted with his vital silver radiance, his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade cleaving the core of the array. The moment the blade touched the surface, the Petrified Bridge shattered, and fragments of the Turtle Shell left behind by the Xiaotian Hound erupted from the fissures. The Innately Eight Trigrams Formation began to rotate autonomously, weaving the Primordial World’s memory of the Black Tortoise holding up the sky across the void—the four limbs upholding the heavens were, in that moment, the four cardinal poles of the great formation.
Chapter 397