The scarlet fissure in the ground was like a newly torn, gruesome wound upon the Primordial World. Thick pools of blood-red light churned in its depths, and wisps of ferocious, murderous intent seeped upward, silently devouring the soft halo radiating from the World-Purifying White Lotus. That pure and spotless radiance was gradually tainted by an ominous, dark crimson. The baby still curled within the heart of the lotus, completely oblivious to the abnormal changes in the abyss beneath, let out another crisp, cheerful chuckle.
To Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, and Nezha, this laughter sounded at that moment like a death-knell summoning demonic dirge!
"We cannot let it ring again!" Nezha shouted sternly. The flames beneath his Wind and Fire Wheels surged violently, transforming into two roaring dragons of fire. His figure flashed like lightning, and his Fire-Tip Spear gathered a blinding Samadhi True Fire, the tip aimed straight at the infant in the lotus heart! His intent was not destruction, but to interrupt this eerie laughter and snatch the baby away from this source of malevolence.
Chapter 432