The Merit Light Wheel behind his head transformed into a long spear and flew into Nezha's hand. Harnessing his mana, he aimed the spear at the space between Yang Jian's brows.
Jiang Ziya and the others, noticing Nezha's actions, rushed to stop him and asked, "Junior Brother, is there really no way to save Nephew Yang?"
Nezha shook his head and said, "Yang Jian hasn't fully fallen into demonic possession yet. Killing him now might allow him to enter the Investiture of the Gods and ascend to the Heavenly Court as a deity.
If he becomes fully demonized, the Primordial Realm will not tolerate his existence."
Old Jiang wanted to say something, but in the end, he fell silent and retreated with the others. If Yang Jian entered the divine list, they could lend a hand; if he fell into demonic possession, there would truly be no hope left.
Just as Nezha was about to strike, a woman in white appeared, standing before him—it was Yang Chan, who had rushed over.
