In Taiyi Zhenren's eyes, Ao Bing was destined to die.
Yet he not only survived, he dared to prance around, stealing treasures from his cave abode.
What made him most furious, however, was Nezha.
The one he regarded as weak and never took seriously, Nezha had the audacity to kill his cherished Spirit Pearl right before his eyes, ruining all his plans, and still manage to escape unscathed.
Just a moment too late.
"Mas... Master, cough cough."
The Spirit Pearl coughed and leaned forward, but this time, not even blood came out, only bloody foam.
Taiyi Zhenren ignored him, waving his hand as a green lotus blossomed, shooting straight at Ao Bing, obliterating the shrimp soldiers and crab generals blocking its path, none lasting even a moment.
"Spare me, great Immortal! This small dragon was reckless and took your treasure; I will return everything!"
