The Wind Fire Wheels drew two crimson trails across the sky, like Lie Yan tearing through the heavens.
Huo Yuhao was surrounded by an aura of Destruction; wherever he passed, the clouds shattered and thunder roared. As he approached the East Sea, he formed a hand seal, and the seawater parted automatically, forming a passageway beneath his feet that led directly to the Dragon Palace.
The salty sea breeze, carrying waves, lashed against him, but was instantly evaporated by the protective divine light.
The plaque of the Crystal Palace gleamed coldly under the illumination of the luminous pearl. A cold glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and the Fire-Tipped Spear flew from his hand, transforming into a golden streak of light. "Boom!" The plaque shattered in response, and countless crystal fragments fell into the deep sea like meteors, startling the entire Dragon Palace into trembling.
Inside the palace, the Sea Dragon were drunkenly raising their cups in celebration when they were suddenly jolted awake by the loud noise. Before they could react, the palace gates were torn apart by the Red Armillary Sash (a magical ribbon), Huo Yuhao slowly entered on his Wind Fire Wheels, the seven-colored light Entanglement him turning the entire palace into a scene of Asura.
The shrimp soldiers and crab generals guarding the gate charged forward, brandishing their weapons, but were easily torn to shreds like paper under the light of the Fire-Tipped Spear. Their severed limbs floated in the sea, turning the water crimson.
"Report! Nezha is back!" A shrimp soldier scrambled into the inner hall, his voice filled with terror.
"Absurd!" Ao Guang smashed his wine cup on the ground. "That wretched child clearly committed suicide, how could he...?"
Before he could finish speaking, the palace doors burst open with a roar. Huo Yuhao stood before the door, holding the blood-dripping Fire-Tipped Spear, the Universe Ring around his neck shimmering with a chilling light, and the Red Armillary Sash coiling behind him like a giant blood-red python. The Dragon Kings' faces instantly turned deathly pale, as if they had witnessed the arrival of God of Death.
"Shrimp soldiers and crab generals, charge!" Ao Guang roared fiercely, but his anger was weak. However, those shrimp soldiers and crab generals were powerless against Huo Yuhao. Every time a spear flashed, there was a scream of agony. The Dragon Palace was thrown into chaos, and blood and seawater mingled to form a strange vortex.
Startled by the commotion, the Dragon Girl rushed over. When she saw the corpses scattered on the ground and Nezha ( Huo Yuhao Huo Yuhao ) who looked like a demon god, her heart tightened. Her gaze met Nezha's, and in his cold eyes, she saw a killing intent she had never seen before.
Upon seeing his daughter arrive, Ao Guang panicked and hid behind her, his voice trembling, "Daughter, stop him!"
" Nezha, spare my father." The Dragon Girl's voice was pleading, her eyes filled with tears.
Huo Yuhao's spear tip stopped at Ao Guang's throat, the chilling aura sending shivers down the Dragon King's spine. "The Dragon King has committed countless evils and harmed the people; today he must pay the price."
The Dragon Girl took a deep breath, her eyes resolute. "Spare their lives, but cripple their cultivation. This is the greatest concession I can make for you and for the people... I understand your hatred, and I understand your pain..."
Huo Yuhao stared at the Dragon Girl for a long time before finally sheathing his Fire-Tipped Spear: "Fine. I'll spare their lives today for your sake. But if they commit any more evil deeds, next time it won't be as simple as just crippling their cultivation."
The Dragon Girl gazed at the blood-soaked figure, her eyes instantly filling with tears. She staggered forward, her skirt brushing against the shattered coral scattered on the ground, the pearl pendant in her hair swaying gently with her rapid breathing. " Nezha, you're still alive, that's wonderful..."
Her voice trembled like moonlight torn apart by the sea breeze. Her slender fingers hovered above his body, which had been reconstructed from lotus roots. She was both afraid to touch this hard-won rebirth and eager to confirm whether the person in front of her was real.
The Red Armillary Sash brushed against her fingertips, bringing with it a warm surge of Spiritual Energy, which finally made her unable to hold back her tears. The salty seawater mingled with her tears, creating delicate ripples on the deep blue seabed.
The Red Armillary Sash, carrying a crimson glow, brushed past the Dragon Girl's ear, Nezha's ( Huo Yuhao ) lotus-root arm gently yet resolutely pushed her away.
His reborn body radiated a chilling divine light. Blood dripping from his Fire-Tipped Spear fell into the sea, instantly evaporating into white mist. " Ao Guang, your sins of harming living beings and forcibly taking young boys and girls should be cleansed today."
Ao Guang gazed into his daughter's tearful eyes, while behind him, coral fragments rained down from the shattered dome of the Dragon Palace. He suddenly recalled how, when he first ascended to the Godhood, he had dutifully brought rain to the mortal realm. Now...
His dragon-scale-covered hands trembled slightly, and a repentance welled up in his throat, but when he looked up and saw Nezha's murderous gaze, it turned into a heavy sigh.
The Universe Ring tore through the seawater and roared in. Ao Guang closed his eyes to withstand the thunderous blow. Golden runes exploded around him, and his surging cultivation poured out like water bursting its banks, smashing a hundred-foot-deep chasm into the seabed. When he collapsed into the Dragon Girl's arms, he had already completely repented.
"What a great elder brother!" said Ao Run, the Sea Dragon. "It was clearly elder brother who sent us here, but now he suddenly regrets it and has had his cultivation crippled, while we've ended up having to fight this brat."
The three Sea Dragon Kings of the Seas were enveloped in a violent black aura, but they were like candles in the wind under the Hun Red Armillary Sash that Nezha casually swung. They were forced out of the sea, smashed the reefs of Chentang Pass, and left long trails of blood on the beach.
Just as Nezha raised his Fire-Tipped Spear to deliver the final blow, ten thousand golden rays suddenly descended from the heavens and earth. Taiyi Zhenren arrived riding on auspicious clouds, and wherever his whisk swept, the waves subsided.
Above, a woman dressed in a seven-colored robe moved gracefully, and where she passed, the stars dimmed and the mountains and rivers resonated. The voice of the Goddess Nuwa carried the pressure of creation, causing the three Sea Dragon Kings of the Three Seas to tremble and prostrate themselves on the sand. " Nezha, wait."
The Dragon Girl knelt beside Ao Guang, her skirt stained with broken coral and blood.
Trembling, she supported her father's hunched body, her golden eyes reflecting the blood-red clouds in the sky. "Father, please stop eating people. As Dragon God, we have our duties. We are gods, not demons from the mortal realm who do evil and reap evil consequences. Isn't this what you taught me, Father?"
"I was blinded by hatred..." Ao Guang raised his cracked dragon head, watching Nezha's retreating figure on his Wind Fire Wheels, his eyes reflecting the pitiful state of his three younger brothers, beaten to the point of near death. "Daughter, you will take your father's place... and become the true ruler of the East Sea."
Taiyi Zhenren said, " Nezha, haven't you greeted the Goddess Nuwa yet?"
Nezha bowed and said: Greetings, Goddess Nuwa
" Nezha, you've grown so much!" Nuwa's voice was like a morning bell and evening drum, or a gentle spring breeze, with an undeniable majesty beneath its tenderness.
She lowered her gaze to the boy's body, reconstructed from lotus root, a smile of satisfaction appearing in her eyes. " The Zhu'er from Nuwa's Palace back then truly possessed such a destiny."
Taiyi Zhenren hurriedly stepped forward and bowed. "My disciple was reckless, please forgive him, Your Majesty." Although Nezha did not understand what was going on, he still knelt on one knee as instructed, and the Universe Ring and Red Armillary Sash automatically emitted a clear sound in the rosy light.
The goddess Nuwa raised her hand to help him up, her gentle divine power supporting him as he rose. "There's no need for formalities among family. The matter in the East Sea was their own fault."
Ao Guang, supported by the Dragon Girl, staggered over and, along with the three Dragon Kings, knelt at Nuwa's feet. Broken dragon scales, seeping blood, left winding trails on the rocks.
Nuwa's phoenix eyes turned slightly cold. Suddenly, a magical artifact flew out from her sleeve, hovering in the air and transforming into Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the State: "As the goddess in charge of rain, you indulge your selfish desires and harm living beings. Do you really think that the Heavenly Way is blind?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!" The Sea Dragon trembled all over, their foreheads slamming heavily against the scorching ground.
The Goddess Nuwa gazed at the smoke rising from the distant Chentang Pass, sighed softly, and countless raindrops flew from the Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the State, nourishing the scorched earth. "Now that Nezha is acting on behalf of Heaven, stripping you of your cultivation is already a punishment."
"From this day forward, you shall all establish rain altars in the mortal realm to ensure the smooth flow of rain and favorable weather." She raised her hand, and golden chains instantly appeared on the Dragon Kings' bodies. "If you dare to cause any more trouble, I will annihilate your souls and condemn you to eternal damnation!"
The evening drum of Chentang Pass sounded heavily, and the setting sun dyed the eaves of the Li Mansion blood-red. Nezha rode on his Wind Fire Wheels, soaring through the Red Armillary Sash. His Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) cleaved through the thick clouds like a crimson ribbon, and the Universe Ring around his neck emitted a chilling golden light. When he landed in the square in front of the mansion, the bluestone slabs cracked inch by inch under the pressure of his divine power, startling the gatekeepers so much that they collapsed to the ground.
The sound of shattering porcelain echoed from inside the mansion. Li Jing, sword in hand, rushed out onto the porch. Seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar figure, his pupils constricted, and the tip of his sword trembled uncontrollably. "You... how is this possible! You beast, still alive!"
"Father's greeting is quite warm." Nezha approached slowly, his Fire-Tipped Spear leaving trails of sparks on the ground. Reborn, he was surrounded by a cold, divine aura; with each step, the air crackled softly. "When you destroyed my temple and cut off my path to survival, did you ever imagine this day would come?"
Li Jing suddenly roared and swung his sword. However, the mortal body was no match for the divine body. Nezha didn't even use his magic weapon; he simply raised his arm, and an invisible wave of energy sent him flying several feet away.
The Fire-Tipped Spear pierced through the robes like a streak of light, and the instant it pierced the body, blood gushed onto the vermilion pillars, blooming into hideous red plum blossoms.
"I didn't want to get entangled with you." Nezha looked down at the convulsing Li Jing, his voice icy cold, "But the prejudice in your heart is deeper than the waves of the East Sea." The Fire-Tipped Spear churned violently, crushing the last vestige of life. "Now, in Chentang Pass, no one will ever call me a bastard again."
Blood seeped into the blue bricks, congealing into dark red patterns in the twilight. Nezha flicked the blood off the tip of his spear and turned to leave, the Red Armillary Sash whipped up a sandstorm that completely buried Li Jing's body.
Li Jing died just like that, Nezha said, "Indeed, he was still so open-minded."
The setting sun dyed the East Sea amber, and the tide washed over Nezha's ankles, creating shimmering silver light on his lotus-root-reconstructed ankles. He stood on the reef, his Red Armillary Sash a magical ribbon) moving without wind, its Entanglement seven-colored halo blending into the sunset.
Suddenly, the waves parted in the distance, and the Dragon Girl arrived on a moonlit carpet woven by mermaids. The pearl pendant in her hair swayed gently with each step, reflecting starlight in the twilight.
"I knew you would come." The Dragon Girl's voice was carried by the sea breeze, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor. She gazed at the faint divine radiance surrounding Nezha, recalling how he had swept away the Dragon Palace with the force of thunder a few days ago, and a complex emotion welled up in her eyes.
Nezha gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear at his waist, his fingertips tracing the cool shaft. "If it weren't for you that day..." Before he could finish, the Dragon Girl raised her hand to interrupt him. She moved gracefully, her skirt sweeping across the damp sand, leaving a fleeting lotus flower imprint. "You were my first friend."
The sea breeze suddenly whipped her black hair, and a hint of panic flashed in the Dragon Girl's golden eyes. She reached out to touch Nezha's sleeve, but stopped when she touched the protective divine light around him. "The aura around you... seems to be dissipating." Before she finished speaking, strange ripples appeared where the sea and sky met in the distance, and the entire sky began to twist into a vortex.
Nezha gazed at his gradually transparent palm and smiled with relief. He took the conch shell from the Dragon Girl, his fingertips tracing the patterns on its shell. "This time I won't lose it again." The conch shell resonated clearly in his palm, its sound blending with the distant sound of the waves to create a farewell lament.
The edges of the illusion began to peel away, turning into countless golden specks of light that scattered. The Dragon Girl's figure gradually blurred in the halo, yet she still stubbornly cried out, "If one day you return to the East Sea..."
Her voice was torn apart by the howling wind, and the moment Nezha soared into the sky on his Wind Fire Wheels, the Red Armillary Sash) lashed out a dazzling crimson streak in the air, freezing the final scene into eternity.
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