"Nezha!?"
"Third Brother!?"
"That... that was Third Brother's voice!"
Li Jing and his three sons all trembled at that cry.
They hoped it was Nezha.
Yet they feared it was not Nezha.
Buzz!
The void trembled!
A fiery-red streak of light arrived, carrying extreme heat.
It shot straight toward Daoist Tianzun!
Daoist Tianzun sensed immense danger from that streak of light. Not daring to be careless, he immediately used the earth-escape technique among the Five Elements escape arts and fled from the area.
A red-gold spear stabbed into the ground.
It forced Daoist Tianzun back and saved Li Jing.
The instant Li Jing saw that red-gold spear, tears welled in his eyes. "Nezha, did you hear that? My child! Where are you?"
The Fire-Tipped Spear!
It was Nezha's Innate Spiritual Treasure.
Li Jing knew it better than anyone.
He had even used the Fire-Tipped Spear to discipline Nezha before.
How could he fail to recognize his third son's Spiritual Treasure?
Jinzha and Muzha were equally excited. They rode forward and shouted in every direction, "Third Brother! Third Brother, where are you!? Come out!"
High in the sky northeast of Great Shang, Nezha appeared.
At first, he was only a blurry red dot.
But with every step Nezha took, he crossed millions upon millions of miles. Before long, he arrived before Li Jing.
He helped the battered Li Jing up with a pained expression. "Father, I'm here. I've always been here."
"You have suffered."
"Your son will avenge you now!"
As he spoke, Nezha grasped the shaft of the Fire-Tipped Spear and pointed it at Daoist Tianzun. His clear eyes turned icy, no longer carrying their former innocence and childishness.
"You thieving daoist, you dared to injure my father!"
"Nezha will avenge my father now!"
Daoist Tianzun: "..."
"He was inferior