Whoosh—
Nezha thrust his spear forcefully, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, aiming to pierce through the ancient soul's head. In an instant, the ancient soul casually dodged the attack, and with a speed that made lightning seem slow, its right hand transformed into a blade and struck Nezha's back with such force that it stunned Nezha, sending his body into an uncontrollable fall.
With a thunderous crash, Nezha smashed into a house like a cannonball, collapsing it and kicking up a cloud of dust dozens of meters high.
King Huang Feng's pupils shrank, not daring to engage in close combat but instead hurling his tri-pronged steel fork with the force of ten thousand jun, unstoppable in its momentum.
Just as the steel fork was about to pierce the ancient soul, the ancient soul suddenly struck back with a slap, as easy as one would swat a fly, sending the steel fork flying away.
This scene left everyone's eyes wide open in shock.
