"If he doesn't have the Exquisite Tower, then I'll make sure his True Spirit is destroyed." Nezha sneered.
It seemed he truly wanted to wait for that day.
To make Li Jing's soul be scattered.
After all, being on the Investiture of the Gods doesn't mean true immortality; every death weakens the True Spirit until it completely disappears, with the soul scattered, without even the chance for reincarnation.
What Nezha wanted was precisely this — to scatter Li Jing's soul, leaving no chance for reincarnation.
"Chan'er, my sister."
"Were you also called by the Heavenly Court to deal with Zhao Feng?" Nezha turned his head to ask Yang Chan.
"Yes." Yang Chan nodded, but a faint embarrassment and anger floated on her pretty face.
"Luckily, Zhao Feng didn't have too much hostility towards Chan'er and only took her Treasure Lotus Lamp without harming her." Yang Jian said with a face of relief.
"After this, the Heavenly Emperor has ordered to temporarily abandon the chase for Zhao Feng."
