The Four Seas Dragon Kings all changed color and cried out, "The Master's Dharma Lotus!"
A cold voice suddenly came from the depths of the lotus: "Nezha, I'm taking him with me. You may withdraw." Before the words had faded, a lustrous pill flew out of the lotus and came to a steady stop before Ao Guang. "Take this pill and enter the Netherworld to retrieve Ao Bing's soul. It can help him return to life." With that, the white lotus spun three more times, wrapped around Nezha, and shot through the air, leaving not the slightest trace behind.
As soon as the Dharma Lotus departed, auspicious clouds stirred faintly Above the Nine Heavens. Taiyi Zhenren stood upon the clouds, having witnessed everything that had just happened. But just as he focused his mind, his heart suddenly felt as though it had been pricked by a needle—as if, in the unseen depths, a pair of eyes were silently looking down at him. A chill quietly crawled up his spine, tightening his throat.
His eyes flickered several times. In the end, he let out a long sigh, lightly waved his horsetail whisk, turned around, and drifted toward Qianyuan Mountain.
Meanwhile, the Ninth-Rank White Lotus carried Nezha westward, cutting through clouds and mist and skimming over countless peaks and ravines before finally reaching a place blessed with wondrous scenery. Clear Water wound around pavilions, emerald bamboo concealed Pavilions, and it looked as though they had stumbled into a paradise in a painting. Suddenly, a sharp cry split the sky. The white lotus spun rapidly to a Pavilions with flying eaves and upturned corners, then slowly retracted its radiance.
A perfectly matched pair stood before the door. The man's face was as handsome as carved jade, and his moon-white robe set off a