Li Jing: Heh, Can We Reconcile?

<div class="tt-title">Li Jing: Heh, Can We Reconcile?

"Big words, brat. You said you'd help me vent my anger? Enjoy yourself in the tower instead!"

Only when he saw the pagoda's phantom merge with its true form did Li Jing burst into laughter.

If the pagoda's phantom could still be shattered, then once it merged with the pagoda's true form, not even Nezha could break out of it.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Li Jing..."

Adam sighed softly. His robes billowed as a gentle breeze wrapped around a fine drizzle and scattered it outward. Before long, it covered all thirty-three levels within the pagoda.

Wherever the endless drizzle fell, it immediately produced a chorus of sizzling sounds. The flames imbued with Buddhist essence rapidly receded at a visible rate, while dense patches of pits appeared throughout the interior of the pagoda itself.

Golden Buddha statues inlaid with the Seven Treasures lost their limbs and faces in the rain, making the place look like the Longmen Grottoes.

Adam's water vapor had been cultivated from the Weak Water of the Dark Abyss. He feared directly releasing the Weak Water would poison Li Jing to death, but even mixing a trace of its mystical properties into his wind-and-rain divine ability was enough to restrain the Exquisite Pagoda.

After all, although the tower possessed the mystical power to suppress Demonic Beasts, its essence was merely a seven-tiered pagoda meant to house Sharira.

Adam climbed layer by layer through the pagoda. Flames could not approach him, while the Buddha statues within were corroded by the vile wind and poisonous water until they lost arms and legs. At last, he reached the tower's summit.

A great Buddha sat cross-legged atop a lotus dais, its halo dazzling behind it and inspiring involuntary reverence.

But in Adam's eyes,