The roots of the Chaos Green Lotus pierced Nezha's chest, where the Black Lotus and Red Lotus fused at his heart into a Taiji symbol. As the Lotus Platform spun, the Spirit Pearl Fragments transformed into three hundred and sixty dragon scales covering his body, and phantom light from Pangu's left eye seeped from every gap in the armor.Yang Jian's silver blood condensed at the cracked site of his Heavenly Eye into a blood-colored Kunlun Mirror, the surface of which reflected the cruel scene of Hongjun extracting Yaoji's three souls and seven spirits—that brilliantly silver Heavenly Eye was actually a vessel smelted from his mother's soul!
"Mother... Is this the method to break the calamity that you spoke of?" Yang Jian gouged out the petrified Heavenly Eye with his bare hands, the debris condensing in his palm into half a God-Slaying Spear Tip. The moment the spear tip touched the Kunlun Mirror, twelve shamanic drums echoed from the depths of Guixu, and the master scroll of the Investiture of the Gods on the Ancestral Witch altar suddenly unfurled into a thousand-foot-long scroll of blood, its top name "Yang Jian" being eroded by dragon blood.
Sun Wukong stepped upon the Somersault Cloud, sweeping across the blood scroll as his Ruyi Jingu Bang stirred the spiritual Qi of all directions. Out of the cracks in the Heaven-Patching Stone of the staff shaft grew spider lily vines, which entangled Ao Guang's reverse scales: "Old Dragon King, I must borrow your dragon soul!" The mo…
Chapter 50