Nezha Goes Berserk

A wave of nausea rolled through Shi Ji, and she almost threw up on the spot.

How could there be someone this shameless in the world?

His mouth was full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, yet when he sold out his own son, he did not even blink.

Sure enough, just as Brother Zishou had said, the Chan Sect was full of hypocrites.

At that moment, amid the clouds and mist in the void above, Daoist Randeng was quietly hidden, holding an Image-Recording Stone in his hand as magic power surged in and out of it, preparing to record this scene of "the Jie Sect slaughtering the Human Emperor's beloved disciple."

Li Jing seemed to sense his teacher's hint. Afraid that staying here would interfere with Shi Ji making her move, he cupped his hands and said:

"I cannot bear to witness such a tragic sight with my own eyes. I will take my leave first. My lady, please do as you see fit."

With that, he turned without the slightest hesitation, his steps so light they even seemed a little impatient.

It was done! As long as Shi Ji made her move, the Image-Recording Stone would record the evidence, and the spark of the great tribulation would be lit!

Li Jing was wild with joy inside.

But at the very instant he had turned and taken fewer than three steps, a roar like a vengeful ghost from hell suddenly erupted behind him!

"Li Jing—! I want your life—!!!"

Li Jing's heart went cold, every hair on his body standing on end.

Before he could react, he heard the explosive crack of chains snapping behind him.

He turned back in horror, and his vision was instantly filled by a bloody maw.

Nezha, who had originally been bound tight, now had