Bab 290: Lucifer Meets Nezha

The clash of elements and divine fury had left the battlefield in shambles. The ocean churned like a cauldron, its waves scarred by fire and turmoil, while the cliffs trembled from the aftershocks of Nezha's power. Standing amidst the chaos, Nezha remained motionless, his flaming spear still embedded in Ao Guang's massive form. The Dragon King let out one final, guttural growl before collapsing into the depths, his colossal body vanishing beneath the waves.

Nezha's shoulders rose and fell with steady breaths, though his expression betrayed no sense of triumph. His golden eyes, alight with residual energy, reflected not satisfaction but the weight of necessity. Justice, not vengeance, he reminded himself silently, a mantra as steady as his heartbeat.