An explanation... yes, quite a good explanation, as far as Nezha was concerned...
The Old Dragon King's enormous dragon pupils shrank sharply. After giving that explanation, Jiu Ming directly hurled the crimson spear in his hand. That streak of light flew with deadly precision toward the Old Dragon King's dragon body, practically a living target.
Gungnir no longer possessed its unfailing-hit ability, but its Divine Artifact-grade piercing power was still no joke. Faced with this spear... the Old Dragon King decisively chickened out.
The waterspouts gathered across the sea converged into one, blocking the path of that crimson streak. Even so, the unease in the Old Dragon King's heart barely diminished. The threat this spear gave him was simply too intense. After doing all that, he did not hesitate in the slightest before shrinking back into the dark clouds.
There was simply no fighting someone this bugged. Never mind the endless stream of things the other party kept pulling out, enough to make even him feel miserable—the guy had nearly given him a concussion through sheer physical strength alone...
Just as the Old Dragon King had sensed, after the gathered waterspout confronted the crimson streak head-on for a brief moment, the hurled Gungnir Gungnir directly poked a hole through it.
With its unfailing-hit attribute gone, Gungnir's piercing might had increased severalfold. So a mere waterspout could never stop it... yes, a mere one...
The Old Dragon King watched sorrowfully as the crimson streak broke through the waterspout and rapidly closed in. Damn it, his imposing attack had been broken just like that... no, it had not even been broken. It was simply a point piercing a surface, like stabbing a needle straight through a sheet of paper. Under Gungnir's piercing force, that obstructing waterspout really was little different from paper.