On the Celestial Screen, Li Jing spat out a mouthful of dark blood, his entire presence instantly losing its luster.
At that exact moment, viewers across the celestial screens of every single plane collectively spewed blood in unison. Before they even had time to wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths, they stared as if they had seen a ghost at the "child" in the video.
"You're telling me this is Nezha? Are you fucking kidding me, he's three years old?!"
Chapter 645