Three drops of Chaos Dao Source, transformed from the self-destruction of the Dao foundations and the sacrifice of the Dao traditions by the Dao Ancestors of the Three Teachings, thoroughly merged into the half-broken God-Slaying Spear Tip. The dark golden light surged and circulated over the ferocious spear tip like a burning core of Chaos. At the fracture, the dark golden halo crazily welled up, extended, and took shape, emitting a soul-shaking, joyful hum. The Flawless God-Slaying Spear was on the verge of being repaired, and the ultimate Dao-slaying power it radiated caused even the darkness of Guixu to twist and retreat. The Reincarnated Body of Rahu stood at the bow of the ship, greed and wariness intertwining in his demonic pupils while destructive demonic flames stood ready.
The spiritual body of Lady Shiji, cradling the Tongtian hairpin and the Taiyi dust whisk, wore a face of near-translucence where a sense of release and determination intertwined. Her gaze shifted to the Boundary-Suppressing Monument spanning the nine heavens, then swept down to the grief-stricken Nezha and the dying, snow-white hound in his arms.
Nezha hugged the Xiaotian Hound tightly, the flames of his Wind and Fire Wheels as faint as a dying candle. The white fur of the large hound in his arms was stained with blood, and a dim silver radiance flickered weakly beneath its skin. Those eyes that were once lively and loyal now gazed blankly toward the Boundary-Suppressing Monument, as large tears…
Chapter 493