Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"Mother... Mother..."

Gradually waking up from coma, a feeling of weakness that he had never felt before surged into Yang Jian's heart.

But strangely, when he was so weak that he could hardly move, Yang Jian felt a different kind of warmth, as if...

"Mother——"

A figure flashed through Yang Jian's mind, his eyes suddenly opened, and the whole person woke up directly.

The previous feeling of weakness or warmth disappeared without a trace, and what appeared in front of him was only...

The boundless empty void.

And at this moment, a golden light suddenly bloomed on his forehead, and in an instant, the endless void of billions of miles around him seemed to be seen by him.

"This..."

Yang Jian was a little at a loss for what to do with the scene in front of him.

It is not difficult for a Daluo Jinxian to explore a radius of billions of miles, and the range of divine consciousness exploration is far more than this.

But...

At this time, Yang Jian only glanced at it, without even using any mana.

Subconsciously, Yang Jian raised his hand and touched his forehead...

As expected.

In a field of vision different from his eyes, a hand of Yang Jian appeared.

"Is the eye of heaven...opened?"

Yang Jian was suspicious, but before he could think about it, a deep voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"No need to touch it, that eye belongs to you!"

"Who?"

Yang Jian was suddenly startled, and his hair stood up. He quickly gathered his mana and entered a state of combat.

A figure with his back to him appeared in his eyes.

Yang Jian's face was filled with disbelief.

He actually...didn't notice that someone touched him from behind.

How is this possible?

Not to mention that the eye of heaven on his forehead was constantly observing the surrounding void of billions of miles.

Even with his strength as a Daluo Jinxian, he would not have been sneaked up behind him. If the other party had not spoken, he would not even have discovered the other party.

"May I ask who you are, senior? Where is this place?"

Yang Jian bowed with both hands, saluted respectfully and asked in a deep voice.

But his expression was not relaxed at all, and his magic power was running all over his body, keeping a state of being able to launch an attack at any time.

"Senior?"

Hearing Yang Jian's voice, the figure with his back to Yang Jian slowly turned around and looked at Yang Jian.

That face, who else could it be but the Emperor of Heaven Haotian.

And the moment he saw the face of the Emperor of Heaven, Yang Jian's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

"Haotian, give me back my mother!"

Roaring loudly, Yang Jian rushed directly towards Haotian without any hesitation, and the powerful Daluo magic power did not restrain at all.

The void was trembling, and the powerful magical power was brewing a thunderous blow.

But...

For Haotian, the first person under the saint...Yang Jian is too weak.

So weak that he doesn't need to make a move at all.

Haotian just glanced at Yang Jian.

There was no huge momentum like Yang Jian's action, and even... it was unknown whether he used any magical powers.

Yang Jian collapsed in the void, no longer having the strength to attack Haotian.

No, at this moment, Yang Jian didn't even have the strength to open his mouth and speak.

This was very similar to the weakness he felt before he woke up, but even so, Yang Jian's bloodshot eyes were still staring at Haotian.

Facing Yang Jian's hatred, Haotian was indifferent, floating towards Yang Jian who was collapsed in the void, with an indifferent expression.

"Yang Jian... I know you hate me, hate me for taking your mother away, hate me for separating your family, but..."

Haotian came to Yang Jian, put one finger on Yang Jian's eye between his eyebrows, and made him look at him, looking at Yang Jian's bloodshot eyes full of hatred.

"Do you know how much I hate you?" Haotian said in a cold voice, and the finger against Yang Jian exerted a little force, directly flicking Yang Jian away.

Yang Jian rolled directly in the void, and he was so weak that he couldn't move or shout.

But the cold sweat that kept coming out of his forehead fully explained that Haotian's finger flick was not just a joke.

Then... Haotian's figure appeared on the side of the rolling Yang Jian, and a finger stretched out, exactly the same as the previous scene, Haotian's single finger pointed at Yang Jian's eye between his eyebrows.

Haotian's indifferent eyes met Yang Jian's pale eyes full of hatred.

"You and your father took my sister away from me." Haotian said softly, and once again sent Yang Jian flying with one hand.

Then, Yang Jian was stopped by Haotian again, and Haotian still held the eye of heaven between Yang Jian's eyebrows with one hand.

Although Yang Jian was hit hard by the eye of heaven,The Golden Immortal was sweating all over, but his eyes were still stubborn and staring at Haotian.

There was no wavering in his eyes, and he was still full of hatred.

Haotian didn't care about Yang Jian's hatred at all, but looked at the Heaven Eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows, and after a few breaths, he whispered.

"Ten thousand years of Daluo... Do you really think that your talent is so amazing that it shocked the prehistoric world?"

"This Heaven Eye has been with you for ten thousand years. I think you don't know what this Heaven Eye is!"

"Heaven Eye..."

Yang Jian paused in his heart.

Haotian was right. Although this Heaven Eye had been with him for ten thousand years, he didn't know what it was.

Even if he asked his master, his master only said that it was an extremely precious treasure or magical power, but he couldn't recognize what it was.

However, Yang Jian didn't care too much.

Although he couldn't figure it out for a while, this Heavenly Eye had saved him several times, and it grew between his eyebrows, so he would figure it out sooner or later.

But at this moment, looking at Haotian's expression, Yang Jian had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The Heavenly Eye... is the treasure I gave to my sister Yao Ji, your mother, and it is her only hope to break through Daluo." Haotian said softly.

Although the voice was light, it fell into Yang Jian's ears like a bolt from the blue, and his hatred that had been stubbornly maintained was shaken.

"You didn't expect it!" Haotian said softly: "What you think is the innate magical power and the innate spiritual object is actually given to you by your mother."

"And... it is your mother's only hope to break through Daluo."

Yang Jian, who should have been completely powerless at this time, made intermittent sounds. Although it was a weak mosquito sound, there was no doubt that it was indeed Yang Jian's voice.

"What...what do you mean?"

"I underestimated you." Haotian looked at Yang Jian in front of him with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He knew the means he used on Yang Jian best.

Even if it was a quasi-saint, it would be difficult to move if he was bound like this, but Yang Jian, a mere Daluo, could still struggle to speak.

However, looking at Yang Jian paralyzed in the void, Haotian suddenly lost the intention to continue playing with him.

The finger that was against Yang Jian's eye was slowly retracted, and looking at Yang Jian's eyes, Haotian explained softly.

"Yao Ji's aptitude is very poor... so poor that if she practices on her own, she may not even become a celestial being."

"Her cultivation of Taiyi Jinxian was all achieved by relying on the resources I provided, but..."

"This also means that Yao Ji is destined to not be able to break through to Daluo Jinxian without external help, but if she breaks through to Daluo with external help..."

"Except for a very few treasures that even I can't get, using external forces to break through will doom Yao Ji to have no chance of making further progress."

"And the Heavenly Eye... is the only treasure I can get that can help Yao Ji break through to Daluo Jinxian and improve Yao Ji's aptitude, and even give her the hope of making further progress and becoming a quasi-saint."

"But he met your damn father at this time, and had you..."

"Originally, Yao Ji found a lover and had a child. Even if this husband is just a mortal, for me, as a brother, even if I feel uncomfortable, I should bless him."

"But Yao Ji, she gave you the only hope that could make her break through, the Heavenly Eye..."

"Since you have already broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm, you should be able to understand the difference between breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm and not breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm."

"You say... Should I hate you!"

Haotian said softly, but Yang Jian, who had not changed color before facing Haotian's torture, now had red eyes.

Unlike the previous hatred for Haotian, the hatred in Yang Jian's eyes at this time was all directed at himself.

Although he hated Haotian in his heart, as a cultivator and a Golden Immortal Realm, Yang Jian knew that what Haotian said at this time was not a lie.

"Get it now! All the sufferings your mother and your family have endured are because of you." Haotian whispered in Yang Jian's ear.

"It's all because of me..."

"I... I took away my mother's hope?" Although Yang Jian couldn't move, he was roaring in his heart.

Incomparable self-blame surged into his heart.

Although he didn't show it much on weekdays, in fact, deep in his heart, he was always proud of his cultivation speed of the ten thousand year Daluo Jinxian.

It was precisely because of this speed of cultivation that he had an extremely firm belief in rescuing his mother.But at this moment...

What a genius, what a ten thousand years of Daluo, everything he has is only possible with the gift of his mother.

Moreover, all the suffering his mother suffered was because of him.

His belief was shattered into dust at this moment.

Looking at Yang Jian at this moment, Haotian's face showed a touch of satisfaction, although he promised Yao Ji that he would not kill Yang Jian.

But...

Yang Jian is alive and well now.

Looking at Yang Jian's current appearance, Haotian snorted coldly and turned away.

He also vented his anger by making Yang Jian look like this.

As for whether Yang Jian will always be like this or come out afterwards, he no longer cares.

Taking a step forward, Haotian has already arrived outside the Netherworld Underworld. Turning around and looking at the Netherworld Underworld, Haotian's face is cold.

Originally, he came here to retrieve the power of the Heavenly Eye, integrate it into Yao Ji's soul, and reincarnate.

At the same time, it was also to wash away Yang Jian's ten thousand years of immersion in the power of the Heavenly Eye, so that the Heavenly Eye and Yao Ji would blend perfectly.

But in the end...

Although Yao Ji entered the reincarnation and reincarnated, the power of the Heavenly Eye... was still with Yang Jian.

A gloomy look flashed across Haotian's eyes, and it was fleeting. The speed of its appearance and disappearance was so fast that even a quasi-saint here might not be able to catch it.

Haotian had already returned to the majestic appearance of the Emperor of Heaven, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

Although the goal was not achieved this time, it was not without gain. At least...

He finally knew who was plotting against him and his sister Yao Ji.

Calculate?

That's right, it was a calculation.

Although Yao Ji was born a mortal, she still had a mortal heart even though she became an immortal. However...

How could a Taiyi Jinxian really look down on a mere mortal?

She even willingly sealed her own magic power, turned into a mortal, and gave birth to a child with that mortal.

This is the real reason why Haotian was furious this time.

It's just that the person who did it this time hid very well.

Even though he went back to the past many times and investigated countless times in the long river of time and space, he still couldn't find the murderer.

However...

Being able to hide it from him doesn't mean being able to hide it from the saints.

"The demon race, isn't it good to just decline like this? You have to cause trouble again..." Haotian whispered in a low voice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"And... the Chan Sect! The Western Sect!"

Of course, Haotian didn't say the last sentence, but it just rang in his heart.

...

The Great Heaven Beyond Heaven!

In front of the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, Haotian stared at the vast chaos in the distance, and without any hesitation, he plunged directly into the chaos.

He was flying rapidly in the chaos with his head covered.

Not long after entering the chaos, Haotian felt a trace of Tao rhyme in this endless chaos, and the Tao rhyme seemed to be guiding him.

Haotian's face suddenly lit up.

Then he followed the Tao rhyme.

Not long after, a Taoist palace that Haotian was very familiar with in the distance came into his eyes.

Zixiao Palace!

As a place where he had stayed for billions of years, how could Haotian not be familiar with it.

"The old master has not forgotten me."

Haotian's eyes suddenly revealed an extremely excited look.

The already extremely fast speed suddenly increased by three points, and he flew quickly towards the Zixiao Palace.

But when Haotian arrived in front of Zixiao Palace, the original urgency disappeared without a trace. He sorted out his clothes and walked towards Zixiao Palace step by step.

When he arrived in front of Zixiao Palace, Haotian knelt down with a "thump", and the grievance and anger in his heart suddenly surged up.

"Master, you have to make a decision for Tong'er!"

Haotian's head kowtowed directly and cried out in a crying voice.

Then he knelt there without any movement.

As for what decision to make, Haotian believed that nothing in the prehistoric world could be hidden from his master.

After a few breaths.

Although it was cold, a voice that warmed Haotian's heart suddenly sounded.

"Fool... Since you have become the Emperor of Heaven, you should act like the Emperor of Heaven. Why do you have to pretend to be a child?" Hongjun's voice came from Zixiao Palace.

"Master, no matter what Tong'er becomes, Tong'er will always be your Tong'er."

Hearing Hongjun's voice, Haotian's eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

If this matter were told to the immortals in the heavenly court in the prehistoric world, I'm afraid that one hundred and one out of a hundred would not believe such a thing.

That Emperor of Heaven...how could he cry?

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun looked at Haotian who was crying like a tearful man outside Zixiao Palace, althoughAlthough his expression did not change, he sighed slightly.

"Well!"

"Since you have become the Emperor of Heaven, you must act like the Emperor of Heaven... This is the first time, but also the last time, understand!"

Hongjun's voice reached Haotian's ears.

"Thank you, Master!"

Haotian, who was crying, bowed directly. Although his tears stopped, his eyes were still red.

"Go back!" Hongjun said softly.

"Yes!"

Hearing Hongjun driving people away, Haotian did not dare to hesitate. He kowtowed again, then stood up and left, stepped into the vast chaos, and returned to the prehistoric world.

In Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked at Haotian's back and sighed slightly.

"Saints, come to Zixiao Palace to see me quickly--"

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