Nezha Raids the Execution Ground

The soldiers guarding the area saw the broken blades, and every face turned deathly pale as deep terror filled their eyes.

"Not good! Someone is raiding the execution ground in broad daylight!"

Before the execution block, Lady Yin had already closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate, waiting for the end.

Ever since she had been confined in Morning Song, she had missed her three sons day and night. Her strength had long been exhausted, and she could only lament that she would never see her child one last time in this life.

Then that familiar young voice, etched into her very bones, suddenly descended from the heavens and struck her ears.

At first, she thought her longing at death's door had made her hallucinate. Only when the crimson lotus spear struck the ground, broken blades flew everywhere, and a fierce wind brushed her cheek did she abruptly open her eyes.

It was not an illusion. It was her Nezha. He had truly come to save her!

In that instant, the longing, grievance, and fear she had suppressed for years all erupted. Hot tears instantly blurred her vision.

But when she remembered that this was the royal domain of Yin Shang, guarded by layer upon layer of imperial troops and suppressed on all sides by vast national destiny, her wild joy immediately became utter terror.

Ignoring the shackles on her body, she struggled and screamed toward the sky, "Nezha! This place is extremely dangerous! Do not worry about your mother—leave at once! Go!"

Above the clouds, Nezha heard his mother's tearful cries and felt his heart wrench. He called out in anguish, "Mother!"

Beside him, Lei Zhenzi lightly beat his wings and hurriedly warned in a deep voice, "Brother Nezha, do not linger in battle. We must end