Crimson rays reflected in their pupils, revealing Nezha emanating bursts of divinity, his aura starkly transformed from before.
His gaze swept across those present, finally lingering on Daoxing Heavenly Venerate. His expression first showed joy, but swiftly turned to remorse.
"Nezha has troubled you, Master Uncle."
He respectfully bowed in salute.
Peel away the pollution, preserve the True Spirit!
Did it truly succeed?!
Qin Zheng's heart stirred slightly.
Daoxing Heavenly Venerate's eyes flared with complex emotions, followed by a soft sigh as he spoke slowly, "Though millions of years have passed, it is still possible to discern the difference at a glance."
With these words.
Nezha, still bowing apologetically, suddenly showed a subtle shift in expression, though he remained composed. Raising his head, he nodded and replied, "Nezha's mind has been polluted for millions of years; indeed, I am no longer the one I once was."
Daoxing Heavenly Venerate shook his head.
