Deep within the abyss of the Four Seas, the collapse of the Sea-Pacifying Divine Needle had been forcibly stabilized by the triple miracle born of the Xiaotian Hound’s self-sacrifice. Yet, that core region had transformed into a Chaos Sea unlike any seen before. It was no longer a pure cradle of water, but a chaotic forbidden zone where raging primordial water, shattered laws, emerging dragon-vein essence, the traces of star charts, and the leaking Dao Charm of the twenty-four-petaled Samsara Lotus collided, clashed, and merged. Space itself looked like fractured glass, occasionally collapsing into light-devouring black holes, or expanding into vortices that twisted the horizon. Time lost its linearity here, with flashes of the past and future overlapping in fragmented light. The currents of chaos whistled sharply, swirling with energy turbulence capable of tearing a Golden Immortal’s physical form into dust. Only the twenty-four-petaled Samsara Lotus, rooted in the newborn dragon veins, emitted a gentle yet resilient radiance, acting like a second Sea-Pacifying Divine Needle to keep this Chaos Sea from annihilating itself entirely and becoming a graveyard of laws.
At the edge of this surreal and perilous Chaos Sea, a speck of crimson flame burned stubbornly. Nezha stood atop his Wind and Fire Wheels, his body encased in a thin but tough protective shell of Samadhi True Fire, struggling against the incoming torrents of chaotic energy. He had stowed his Fire-Tip Spear; in his…
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