Outside Jindou Cave.
Fire Virtue Star Lord brought his hands together. The fire seals surrounding Fire Dragon tightened at once.
Fire Dragon lay in the snow, another muffled roar rolling through his throat as his crimson scales dimmed one after another.
Fire Virtue Star Lord picked up the Red Banner and unfurled it into the wind.
"Fire Dragon, return to your place!"
Fire Dragon raised his head, his long body turning into a streak of crimson light that plunged straight into the flag.
The support beneath Nezha's feet vanished.
The flag billowed a few times.
A fire dragon pattern swam back and forth across its surface.
With Fire Dragon back in his place, the Fire Department Gods released their spell gestures and turned to pursue the remaining fire implements scattered through the mountains.
The heavenly fire in the mountains gradually died out.
The Red Banner suddenly shook.
The fire dragon pattern raised its head, trying to charge out again.
Fire Virtue Star Lord pressed two fingers against the flag.
"Be still!"
The fire dragon pattern struggled a few times before settling down.
Watching Fire Virtue Star Lord hold down the flag, Nezha had just curled his lips into a smile and was about to tease him.
Then he suddenly remembered something.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands.
"Shit, this is bad! Where are mine?"
Before his words had faded, he shot away on his Wind-Fire Wheels.
Li Jing stood atop the clouds, issuing several military orders in succession.
Everyone was busy holding back the water and securing the mountains.
Without the heat of the flames, the snow no longer melted in great swathes.
The floodwaters that had gathered earlier raced along the mountain gullies, slowly dispersing into the ravines.
Not a single person headed for Jindou Cave.