Nezha planted his feet on empty air, and a pair of roller skates appeared beneath them.
With a sweep of his right hand, he drew the Fire-Tipped Spear out of thin air.
The monk before him gave Nezha a sense of extreme danger. If he did not unleash everything he had now, he feared he would be defeated here.
"Do not be alarmed, Third Prince." Seeing Nezha ready to go all out, Aniruddha smiled faintly and said in a calm voice, "This humble monk's true purpose is not to kill you, but to persuade you to join Extreme Darkness. My actions just now were merely intended to show you that your samadhi true fire has no effect on me."
Nezha gave a meaningful smile and asked, "I see. Great Dark Heaven has taken a liking to me, has he? What would I get if I joined you?"
At these words, Aniruddha instantly beamed with delight, and the samadhi true fire in his eyes burned even more fiercely. "Third Prince, all the immortals in this world are bound by the 'Dao.' To attain the Dao, many spend thousands upon thousands of years in arduous cultivation, but this is fundamentally wrong. Great Dark Heaven is the 'Supreme One,' embodying yin and yang, good and evil. He is the Dao itself. He will grant you the strongest magic power, sparing you the time spent cultivating and letting you ascend to heaven in a single step. Nothing in this world will ever stand in your way again."
"Oh?" Nezha frowned. "Hearing you say that, I'm very disappointed."
"Disappointed?" Aniruddha looked puzzled.
"You don't understand me at all."
Nezha shook his arm, and a golden ring flew from his wrist to circle in the air-the Cosmic Ring. Then he removed the red cloth covering his