At last, Nezha understood—
His master was nowhere to be found, his parents had forsaken him, and he had reached the end of the road.
Since that was the case—
Better to die in a blaze of glory and leave behind a name worth remembering!
The East Sea Dragon King was summoning towering waves when he suddenly heard a sharp cry: "I killed Ao Bing. I'll repay him with this life!"
Nezha gripped his azure-edged sword and declared, "Today, I shall return this flesh and blood to my parents!" With that, sword light flashed, and his left arm fell in response.
Seeing this, the Dragon King withdrew his spell and nodded. "Since you are willing to repay the debt with your life, it shall be as you say."
Where the blade passed, Nezha cut open his own chest and abdomen, gouged out his organs, and severed his tendons and bones. In an instant, heaven and earth changed color, and the young hero's soul plunged straight into the Nine Netherworlds. The Four Sea Dragon Kings saw that the matter was settled and departed one after another.
Before that wandering soul reached the underworld, it was suddenly seized by a streak of golden light—
Lu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, holding Nezha's soul in his palm.
"Y-you, Senior..." The soul trembled violently. The sight of Taiyi Zhenren being subdued on Kunlun Mountain remained vivid in his mind.
"I grant you a stroke of fortune." Sanskrit characters bloomed at Lu Tian's fingertips. "Remember this: I am Kongzhu Tathagata of Spirit Mountain."
Golden radiance flashed, and a nine-petaled golden lotus emerged from the void. Its petals became flesh, its stem became bones, and brilliant gold light erupted from within the Three Talents Formation. By the time Nezha opened his eyes, he