Passing on the Light of Buddha's Wisdom: Enchanting Wu Song and Developing an Emergency Headband! (Continued)

Lei Zhenzi let out an urgent shout.

He remembered how Nezha had dealt with that Hanshan monk earlier. His Nascent Soul had only just left his body; doing it again so soon would inflict enormous damage upon its foundation.

With a beat of his wings, Lei Zhenzi charged forward without another word and forcibly snatched Nezha away from the giant bug's side.

But in doing so, his pair of golden wings were splashed with quite a bit of acid.

A burst of agonizing pain hit him.

The pain was not merely the numbness of lightning—it also carried a force that dissolved flesh and blood, as though it were breaking down his flesh, sinews, and veins bit by bit.

"This authority... is truly venomous!" Lei Zhenzi sucked in a cold breath through the pain.

"Lei Zhenzi!" Cradled in his arms, Nezha was both furious and anxious.

"You fool! This acid can melt even me—why did you bring your flesh-and-blood body over here?!"

"You're the vanguard against demons, and your rank is higher than mine. Of course I have to protect you!"

Lei Zhenzi gritted his teeth and forcibly endured that heart-piercing corrosion.

That was what he said on the surface, but clearly, Lei Zhenzi was repaying Nezha for the care he had shown him in the past. How could he possibly stand by and watch him die?

It could only be said that the authority possessed by this monstrous bug was outrageously bizarre.

It did not merely wield lightning; it was also imbued with even fiercer corrosion.

In just a few exchanges, because they had failed to grasp the bug's true nature, Zhang Shun, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi had suffered losses one after another, each bearing wounds.

Lin Chen's warning before their departure suddenly flashed through Zhang Shun's mind.

"This journey