The phantom of the Flawless God-Slaying Spear trembled at the infant’s brow. The bloody galaxy at the spearhead, woven from the deep resentment of generations of Dao Killers, spun slowly, radiating a fierce malevolence that chilled the hearts of all deities. Deep within the core of the vortex, the magical eye imprint of Luohou’s rebirth pulsed cryptically, resembling the pupil of a lurking venomous snake. The murderous aura permeating the canyon condensed almost into a tangible substance, suffocating everyone present.
Yang Jian cradled the breathing-faint Xiaotian Hound in his arms. The light from his Heavenly Eye flickered as weakly as a candle in the wind, forcing a final thread of consciousness to remain as he locked his gaze dead onto that ominous imprint deep within the bloody galaxy. Sun Wukong planted the Ruyi Jingu Bang horizontally before him, the Somersault Cloud churning like boiling water and emitting a low hum. His Fiery Eyes of Truth burned with a raging fury, as though eager to burn the projection of the God-Slaying Spear straight through. Nezha stepped upon the Wind and Fire Wheels, though their twin flames appeared somewhat unstable. The Fire-Tip Spear spat out reluctant Samadhi True Fire, and his young face was taut as iron.
Within the canyon, the Giant Tortoise-Shell Monument still stood tall. The bloody truth—“Dao Killing incomplete, Karma reset”—greedily devoured the thoughts and prayers of all beings in the Primordial World, emitting a continuous hum l…
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