Three hundred bridal-gown skeletons rose from the riverbed, their hollow eye sockets beneath red veils igniting with eerie blue ghost fire. Nezha's Wind and Fire Wheels abruptly split into Yin and Yang, the Yang Wheel transforming into a fire dragon that incinerated the skeletons. Yet, the patterns on the bridal gowns flickered with Wu Clan blood curses, swallowing the raging flames entirely into the Chaos Lotus Seeds at their chests. Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye flashed with a silver light like a sword, piercing the veil to reveal the character "Nuwa" carved between the skeleton's brows—and deep within the character's grooves was embedded half a broken thread from a Red Hydrangea!
"These are merely defective products from when the Goddess created humanity!" Xiaotian Hound snapped at the gown's sleeves, its fangs tearing out wisps of primal Chaos Mother Qi. The skeletons suddenly burst into a chorus of wedding chants, their singing shaking the River of Forgetfulness into flowing backward. From the Samsara well at the riverbed stretched out three thousand ghostly hands, every palm cradling a dripping Chaos Lotus Seed. Sun Wukong's lingering soul clung to a fragment of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, its tip snagging Manjusaka vines to entangle the ghostly hands. Within the flower stamens, a vision of Nuwa Palace abruptly appeared: clay figurines from failed creation attempts had been cast into the Yellow Springs, every one of their chests pierced by a lotus seed!
The main bridal-gown skele…
Chapter 57