Chapter 173 Yang Jian's Regret! Haotian Cries in Front of Zixiao

"Mother...mother..."

As he gradually woke up from his coma, a feeling of weakness that he had never felt before came to Yang Jian's heart.

But the strange thing is that when his whole body is weak and unable to move, Yang Jian has a different kind of warmth, as if...

"Mother--"

A figure suddenly flashed across Yang Jian's mind, his eyes suddenly opened, and he suddenly woke up.

The feeling of weakness and warmth before had all disappeared without a trace, and all that appeared in front of him was...

The endless emptiness.

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

"this..."

Yang Jian was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.

Exploring a radius of hundreds of millions of miles is not difficult for a Daluo Jinxian, and the scope of spiritual exploration is far beyond this level.

but...

At this time, Yang Jian just glanced at it and didn't even use the slightest magic power.

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

really.

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

"The eye of heaven...is open?"

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

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

"who?"

Yang Jian was suddenly startled, and the hair on his body suddenly stood up. He quickly used his magic power and entered a battle-ready state.

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

Yang Jian had a look of disbelief on his face.

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

How is this possible?

Not to mention that the celestial eye on his forehead was constantly observing the billions of miles of void around him.

Even with the strength of Daluo Jinxian, he would not be touched behind his back quietly. If the other party hadn't spoken, he wouldn't even have been able to find him.

"May I ask who the senior is? What kind of place is this?"

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

But his expression didn't relax at all, and all his magic power was flowing, keeping him in a state of being able to launch attacks 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 couldn't be Emperor Haotian, who else could it be.

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

"Haotian, give me back my mother!"

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

The void is trembling, and powerful supernatural powers are brewing a thunderous strike.

but...

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

So weak that he didn't even need to take action.

Haotian just glanced at Yang Jian.

It wasn't as grand and powerful as Yang Jian's action, and even... I don't even know if he used any magical powers.

Yang Jian's whole body collapsed in the void, and he no longer had the slightest strength to attack Haotian.

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

This was very similar to the feeling of 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 remained indifferent and floated toward Yang Jian, who was paralyzed 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 and put one finger on Yang Jian's eyebrows, making him look at him, looking at Yang Jian's bloodshot eyes full of hatred.

"Do you know how much I hate you?" Haotian said with a cold expression, and the finger that was against Yang Jian exerted a slight force and directly flicked Yang Jian away.

Yang Jian rolled directly in the void. He was so weak that he could not move or shout.

But the cold sweat that kept breaking out on his forehead fully proved that Haotian's snap of his fingers was not just a joke.

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

Haotian's indifferent eyes looked at the pale Yang Jian's eyes filled with hatred.

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

Then, Yang Jian was stopped by Haotian again, and Haotian still pressed one hand against Yang Jian's eye between his eyebrows.

Although the consecutive heavy blows to the Sky Eye made Yang Jian, the Great Luo Jinxian, sweat all over his body in pain, his eyes were still extremely stubborn, staring at Haotian.

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

Haotian didn't care at all about Yang Jian's hatred, but looked at Yang Jian's eyes between his brows, and after a few breaths, he said softly.

"Wannian Daluo... Do you really think this is because your qualifications are so incredible that they would shock the world?"

"This Heavenly Eye has been following you for thousands of years. I think you still don't know what this Heavenly Eye is!"

"Eye of the Sky..."

Yang Jian was heartbroken.

Haotian is right. Although this Heavenly Eye has been following him for thousands of years, in fact, he does not know what this Heavenly Eye is.

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

However, Yang Jian never paid too much attention.

Although he couldn't figure it out for the time being, he would figure it out sooner or later as the Third Eye had saved him several times and it was between his eyebrows.

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

"The Eye of Heaven... is a treasure I gave to my sister Yao Ji, your mother. It is her only hope to break through the Great Luo." Haotian said softly.

Although the voice was soft, it was like a bolt from the blue when it fell into Yang Jian's ears, shaking the hatred in his eyes that he had always stubbornly maintained.

"I didn't expect it!" Haotian said softly: "The innate magical powers and innate spiritual creatures you thought were actually given to you by your mother."

"And... it's your mother's only hope to break through Da Luo."

Yang Jian, who should have been completely powerless at this time, actually made intermittent sounds. Although it was a faint mosquito sound, there was no doubt that it was 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 himself knew the methods he used on Yang Jian best.

Even a quasi-sage would probably be unable to move if he was restrained like this, but Yang Jian, a mere Daluo, could still struggle to speak.

However, looking at Yang Jian who was paralyzed in the void and unable to move, Haotian suddenly lost his intention to continue playing around.

The fingers against Yang Jiantian's eyes slowly retracted, and looking at Yang Jian's eyes, Haotian began to explain softly.

"Yao Ji's qualifications are very poor... so bad that if she practices cultivation on her own, she might not even be able to become an immortal."

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

"This also leads to the fact that Yao Ji is destined to be unable to break through Da Luo Jinxian without the help of external forces, but if she uses external forces to break through Da Luo..."

"Except for a very few treasures that even I can't get, using external force to break through will definitely prevent Yao Ji from going further."

"And the Eye of Heaven... is the only treasure I can get that can enable Yao Ji to break through to the Great Luo Jinxian, and improve Yao Ji's qualifications, and even make it possible for her to go one step further and become a quasi-sage."

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

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

"But Yao Ji, she gave you the only hope for her breakthrough..."

"Now that you have broken through the Great Luo Jinxian, you should be able to understand the perception of breaking through the Great Luo Jinxian compared to those who have not broken through the Great Luo Jinxian."

"You say...should I hate you?"

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

Different from the previous hatred towards 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 monk and a Daluo Jinxian, Yang Jian understood that what Haotian said at this time was not a lie.

"Understood! Your mother and your family suffered all 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.

Unparalleled self-blame welled up in my heart.

Although he doesn't show much performance on weekdays, in fact, deep down in his heart, he has always been proud of his cultivation speed of the Ten Thousand Years Great Luo Jinxian.

It is precisely because of this speed of cultivation that he has extremely firm belief in rescuing his mother.

But at this moment...

Bullshit genius, bullshit Ten Thousand Years Great Luo, everything he has can only be achieved by gifts from his mother.

Moreover, his mother suffered all because of him.

His faith was shattered into powder at this moment.

Looking at Yang Jian at this time, Haotian's face showed a look of satisfaction, although he promised Yao Ji not to kill Yang Jian.

but...

Yang Jian is living well now.

Looking at Yang Jian's current appearance, Haotian snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

By making Yang Jian into what he is now, he can be said to have let out a bad temper.

As for what happened afterwards, whether Yang Jian would stay like this or come out, he no longer cared.

With one step forward, Haotian had already arrived outside the Netherworld Underworld. He turned around and looked at the Netherworld Underworld, Haotian's face was cold.

Originally, he came here this time to retrieve the power of the Sky Eye, integrate it into Yao Ji's soul, throw it into reincarnation, and be reincarnated.

At the same time, it also washes away Yang Jian's ten thousand years of influence on the power of the Heavenly Eye, so that the Heavenly Eye can perfectly blend with Yao Ji.

But in the end...

Although Yao Ji was thrown into reincarnation and reincarnated, the power of the Sky Eye... was still with Yang Jian.

A gloomy look flashed across Haotian's eyes, and it disappeared so quickly that even a quasi-sage might not be able to catch it.

Haotian had already returned to his majestic appearance as the Emperor of Heaven, with a cold light flashing in 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.

Calculation?

That's right, it was a plot.

Although Yao Ji was a mortal, and although she became an immortal, she still had a mortal heart, but...

How could a Taiyi Golden Immortal really look down on a mere mortal.

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

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

It's just that the person who took action this time hid well.

Even though he went back to the past many times and searched countless times in the long river of time and space, he could not find the murderer.

However...

Being able to hide from him does not mean being able to hide from the saint.

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

"And...Chanjiao! 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 covered his head and flew rapidly in the chaos.

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

Haotian's face suddenly lit up.

Then he followed the Taoism.

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

Zixiao Palace!

As a place he had been in 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 the Zixiao Palace, the original urgency disappeared without a trace. He sorted out his clothes and walked towards the Zixiao Palace step by step.

When he arrived in front of the 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 he cried out.

Then he knelt here without moving.

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

After a few breaths.

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

"Foolish boy... since you have become the Emperor of Heaven, you should act like the Emperor of Heaven again. Why do you need 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."

Upon hearing Hongjun's voice, Haotian's eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed down without restraint.

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

How could that Emperor of Heaven... cry?

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

"Well!"

"Since you have become the Emperor of Heaven, you should act like the Emperor of Heaven again... 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 like a tearful man, bowed down directly. Although the tears stopped, his eyes were still red.

"Go back!" Hongjun said softly.

"Yes!"

Haotian did not hesitate to hear Hongjun drive him away. He kowtowed again before getting up and leaving, stepping into the vast chaos and returning to the prehistoric world.

In Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sighed slightly as he looked at Haotian's back.

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

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