"Nezha..."
Yang Jian called out, already turning back.
He wasn't trying to stop Nezha. He just didn't want Nezha to spill more blood and feed the murderous intent and demonic nature in his heart!
But Nezha struck first, thrusting his spear.
He beat Yang Jian to it and skewered the Six Monsters of Mount Mei, turning them into blood-soaked husks!
Watching the six monsters die, then transform back into their original forms as their souls were drawn away by the Investiture of the Gods, Yang Jian stopped and couldn't help sighing:
"Alas..."
"Nezha, why are you so bloodthirsty?"
"Too much killing will bring Karmic Debt upon you. There will be consequences..."
After Nezha killed Yuan Hong, Yang Jian had also felt the urge, and murderous intent had surged within him.
He wasn't a stickler for rules, either. Killing Yuan Hong but leaving the Six Monsters of Mount Mei alive would inevitably leave a hidden danger!
Though the Six Monsters of Mount Mei didn't seem capable of achieving much.
Yang Jian was still very cautious!
What if?
He wasn't about to let himself be capsized in a little ditch like this!
But he didn't want Nezha to strike and spill blood again.
Nezha pulled back his spear and said indifferently:
"Second Brother, Master said we're in the midst of a great tribulation. This is the perfect time to kill!"
"Slaying them like this won't create Karmic Debt or entangle us in cause and effect..."
"Maybe we'll even earn merit!"
Yang Jian didn't know how to respond to Nezha's words.
He looked again at Nezha, who had just killed the Seven Freaks of Plum Mountain in one go. There wasn't the slightest trace of discomfort on his face.
Only the Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand seemed to carry a faint crimson tinge