The tide of the Chaos Sea washed over the back shell of the Xiaotian Hound, and Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye reflected the ancient trigrams flowing across the surface of the Turtle Shell. Suddenly, a wisp of chaotic energy descended from Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. The Xiantian Eight Trigrams on the shell began to squirm like living creatures, seeping out dark golden beads of blood that coalesced into a prophecy: "The Three Teachings’ treasures fall; the Dao Killer’s Samsara begins."
"This divination is devouring spiritual energy!" Nezha retreated rapidly on his Wind and Fire Wheels, while vines from the Qingping Sword sprouted from the void cracks crushed by his wheel hubs. The Xiaotian Hound transformed into a young man in black robes, thrusting his fingers into the cracks of his back shell: "Master, the divination is reflecting the future!" Before he could finish, the entire East Sea began to boil. The ruins of Biyou Palace surged out from the waves, each broken brick transforming into the crimson eyes of dead Jiejiao souls.
Sun Wukong swung his Ruyi Jingu Bang to sweep away the myriad foes, but as it touched the Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi flying from the direction of Yuxu Palace, the reflections of the Twelve Golden Immortals falling into demonic madness appeared on the staff. His Somersault Cloud was tainted by malicious intent, and fragments of the chain-mail golden armor he had worn while pinned under Mount Wushan fell from the wisps of cloud. "This cursed treasure i…
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