Raging waves of the East Sea split the sky, and Nuwa Palace plummeted, shrouded in primordial dark-yellow maternal breath. Chaos green light seeped through the ruined palace walls, and Nuwa's Mending Heaven Whip rose from the ruins. The whip was wrapped not with rattan, but with fragments of the meditation cushion that Hongjun had split while lecturing on the Dao. Nezha skimmed the sea surface on the Wind and Fire Wheels, the green light of his Spirit Pearl piercing the palace's residual shadows to reveal the Qiankun Cauldron in the side hall—yet what boiled within the cauldron was not elixir, but the refined essence of Pangu's left eye!
"So the so-called mending of heaven and creation..." Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye condensed silver blood into an ice blade and slashed toward the cauldron's ear. The instant the blade touched the bronze, the cauldron's surface displayed scenes of the Lich War: the spines of one hundred thousand Wu Clan boys and girls, severed by Di Jun's Demon-Slaughtering Sword, were being tossed into the cauldron to be smelted. The Xiaotian Hound gnawed on a cauldron leg, and the micro-carving of "Yaochi" engraved upon its canine teeth burst with divine light, etching an image of Queen Mother of the West pierced by roots onto the cauldron wall. "Yang Jian... what your mother stole a drink of... was Pangu's pupil liquid..."
Sun Wukong thrust the Ruyi Jingu Bang into a fissure in the seabed, and the Donghuang Bell fragments embedded in the staff suddenly resona…
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