Elsewhere, Nezha stood atop his Wind-Fire Wheels and charged straight into Sishui Pass in a whirlwind of wind and fire.
He hung suspended in midair, leveled his Fire-Tipped Spear, and as raging flames ignited at the spearpoint, thrust straight at the fortress gate.
In an instant, firelight shot into the sky. Blazing flames spread along the city wall, burning the towers until they crackled and popped, while billowing smoke blotted out the heavens.
The defenders inside the pass immediately fell into chaos. Soldiers cried out and fled in panic; some rushed to put out the fire, others scattered, armor and weapons strewn all over the ground.
Weeping, screams, and the thunder of hooves tangled together, and the whole of Sishui Pass was plunged into turmoil in an instant.
The defending general Han Rong and the vanguard Yu Hua were shocked and hurriedly led their troops out of the pass.
The two looked up and saw a youth in midair, treading on two wheels of wind and fire, wreathed in flames, holding a Fire-Tipped Spear, his aura fierce and aggressive.
Han Rong and Yu Hua's faces darkened. Both tightened their grips on their weapons, their eyes fixed hard on Nezha hovering in the air.
"Who are you? How dare you break into my Sishui Pass and injure my Great Shang soldiers!
"Could it be that you intend to make an enemy of Great Shang?
"The way I see it, you're clearly a lackey sent by Xiqi, dead set on opposing my Great Shang!"
Yu Hua sat astride his horse with his blade across it, eyes wide with fury, and shouted sternly at Nezha in midair, using this manner to bolster his own courage.
"No need for more words. Hand over Huang Feihu and his party at once, or today I'll make