Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

Chapter 173

"Mother... Mother..."

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

But strangely, at this time when the whole body was weak and difficult to move, Yang Jian had a different kind of warmth, as if...

"Mother-"

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

Whether it was the feeling of weakness before, the warmth, all disappeared without a trace, and only what appeared in front of his eyes was...

Boundless emptiness and emptiness.

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

"This..."

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

It was not difficult for a Da Luo Golden Immortal to probe for hundreds of millions of miles, and the scope of Divine Mind exploration was far more than this.

But....

At this time, Yang Jian only glanced at it, and did not even have the slightest mana.

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

Really.

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

"The Eye of Heaven... On?

Yang Jian was suspicious in his heart, but without waiting for him to 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 the whole person suddenly stood upright, and quickly lucked his magic power and entered the state of imminent battle.

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

Yang Jian's face had a look of disbelief.

He turned out... I didn't notice it when I was touched behind me.

How is this possible?

Not to mention that the Heavenly Eye in his forehead was constantly observing the surrounding billions of miles of void at this time.

It is the strength of his Da Luo Golden Immortal, and he will not be quietly touched behind him, if it is not for the other party to speak, he will not even be able to find the other party.

"Dare to ask who the senior is? What is this place again?

Yang Jian clasped his hands and asked in a deep voice as he saluted respectfully.

However, his expression did not relax in the slightest, and his mana was operating, maintaining a state where he could 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, not Hao Tiantian Emperor, who else could it be.

And at the moment of seeing the face of the Heavenly Emperor, Yang Jian's face changed abruptly, and resentment filled his eyes.

"Haotian, you return my mother!"

Roaring loudly, Yang Jian did not have the slightest hesitation, and rushed directly towards Hao Tian, and the thick Da Luo mana did not converge in the slightest.

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

But....

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

So weak that he doesn't need to shoot at all.

Haotian just glanced at Yang Jian.

It was not as huge as Yang Jian's move, and even... I don't even know if I have used any magical powers.

Yang Jian's whole person collapsed in the void, and there was no longer the slightest strength to attack Haotian.

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

This was very similar to the feeling of weakness when he had not woken up before, but even so, Yang Jian's bloodshot eyes were still staring at Hao Tian.

In the face of Yang Jian's hatred, Haotian was indifferent, and floated towards Yang Jian, who was paralyzed in the void, with an indifferent expression.

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

Haotian came to Yang Jian and put one finger against Yang Jian's eyebrows, causing him to look at him, looking at Yang Jian's bloodshot eyes full of hatred.

"Do you know how much I hate you?" Hao Tian's face turned cold and said in a deep voice, and the finger that was against Yang Jian exerted a slight force, directly ejecting Yang Jian into the air.

Yang Jian rolled directly in the void, and his whole body was weak, unable to move or shout.

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

And then... Haotian's figure appeared on the side of the tumbling Yang Jian, a finger stretched out, exactly the same as the previous scene, Hao Tian's single finger pointed at Yang Jian's eyebrows.

Hao Tian's indifferent gaze looked at Yang Jian, who was pale, with eyes full of hatred.

"You and that father of yours took my sister from my side." Haotian said softly, and once again ejected Yang Jian with one hand.

Then, Yang Jian was stopped by Haotian again, and Haotian still held one hand against Yang Jian's eyebrows.

Although the successive heavy blows to the Heavenly Eye made Yang Jian, the Great Luo Golden Immortal, sweat all over his body, his gaze was still extremely stubborn, staring at Hao Tian deadly.

In his eyes, he did not waver in the slightest, and he was still full of hatred.

For Yang Jian's hatred, Haotian did not care at all, but looked at the heavenly eyes between Yang Jian's eyebrows, and after a few breaths, he said softly.

"Wannian Da Luo... Do you really think that this is your qualification against the sky, shocking the flood?

"This Heavenly Eye has been following you for 10,000 years, I think you still don't know what this Heavenly Eye is!"

"Heavenly Eye..."

Yang Jian paused in his heart.

Hao Tian was right, although this Heavenly Eye had followed him for ten thousand years, in fact, he really did not know what this Heavenly Eye 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 has not cared too much.

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

But at this moment, looking at Hao Tian's expression, Yang Jian's heart gave birth to a bad premonition.

"The Eye of Heaven... It was the treasure I gave to my sister Yaoji, that is, your mother, and it was her only hope to break through Da Luo. Haotian said softly.

Although the voice was soft, it fell into Yang Jian's ears, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which made his hateful gaze that had been stubbornly maintained shaken.

"I didn't think of it!" Haotian said softly: "The innate supernatural and innate spiritual object that you thought was actually given to you by your mother.

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

Jian, who should have been weak at this time, made a staccato sound, although it was a faint mosquito sound, but there was no doubt that it was indeed Yang Jian's voice.

"What... What do you mean?

"I'm underestimating you." Hao Tian looked at Yang Jian in front of him, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The means he inflicted on Yang Jian were the most clear to himself.

Even if he is a quasi-saint, he is so restrained, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move, but Yang Jian is a big Luo, and he can still struggle to speak.

However, looking at Yang Jian, who was paralyzed in the void and could not move, Haotian also suddenly lost the meaning of continuing to play.

The finger against Yang Jiantian's eyes slowly retracted, looking at Yang Jian's gaze, Haotian explained softly.

"Yaoji's qualifications are very poor... It was so bad that if she practiced by herself, she might not even be able to become a heavenly immortal. "

Her cultivation of the Taiyi Golden Immortal is all piled up abruptly relying on the resources I provide

, but..." "This also led to Yaoji she is destined to not be able to break through the Da Luo Golden Immortal without the help of external forces, but if she breaks through Da Luo with the help

of external forces..." "Except for a very small number of treasures that even I can't get, using external forces to break through will doom Yao Ji to not have further possibilities."

"And the Eye of Heaven... It is the only treasure I can get that can make Yaoji break through the Great Luo Golden Immortal and improve Yaoji's qualifications, and even make her hope to go one step further and become a quasi-saint.

"But he met your damn father at this time

, and had you..." "Originally, Yaoji she found a lover and had a child, even if this husband is just a mortal, for my brother, even if it is uncomfortable in the heart, it should be blessed."

"But Yaoji, she gave you the only hope that could make her break through..."

"Since you have broken through the Da Luo Golden Immortal, compared to you should be able to understand the gap between breaking through the Da Luo Golden Immortal and not breaking through the Da Luo Golden Immortal."

"You said... Should I hate you!

Haotian said softly, but Yang Jian, who had not changed color in the face of Haotian's torture before, was reddened at this time.

Different from the hatred for Haotian before, the hatred in Yang Jian's eyes at this time was all directed at his own.

Although he hated Hao Tian in his heart, as a cultivator and a Da Luo Golden Immortal, Yang Jian understood that what Hao Tian said at this time was not a lie.

"Got it! The sins of your mother and your family are because of you. Haotian said softly 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, his heart was roaring.

Unparalleled self-blame welled up in my heart.

Although he didn't have much performance on weekdays, in fact, deep down in his heart, he had always been proud of his 10,000-year-old Great Luo Golden Immortal's cultivation speed.

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

But this moment....

The genius of shit, the 10,000-year-old Da Luo of shit, everything he has can only be done with a gift from his mother.

Moreover, his mother's sins were all because of his relationship.

His faith, at this moment, shattered into powder.

Looking at Yang Jian at this time, Hao Tian's face showed a look 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.

To make Yang Jian what he is now, he can also be regarded as a bad breath.

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

With one step out, Haotian had already arrived outside the Netherworld Mansion, and turned to look at the Netherworld Mansion, Haotian's face was cold.

Originally, he came this time to retrieve the power of the Heavenly Eye, integrate it into Yaoji's soul, put it into reincarnation, and be reincarnated and reborn.

At the same time, it is also to wash away Yang Jian's 10,000-year immersion in the power of the Heavenly Eye, so that the Heavenly Eye and Yaoji are perfectly integrated.

But in the end....

Although Yaoji invested in reincarnation and reincarnated, the power of the Eye of Heaven... But it was still in Yang Jian's place.

A dark color flashed in Hao Tian's eyes, fleeting, and the speed of its appearance and disappearance, even a quasi-saint could not be captured here.

Hao Tian had already returned to the appearance of the majestic Heavenly Emperor, and a cold cold light flashed in his eyes.

Although the goal was not achieved this time, it was not without gains, at the very least....

He finally learned who was calculating him and calculating who his sister Yaoji was.

Calculate?

That's right, it's calculation.

Although Yao Ji is from a mortal origin and has become an immortal god, she has always had a mortal heart, but...

How could a Taiyi Golden Immortal really look at a mortal.

And he willingly turned his self-proclaimed magic power into a mortal and gave birth to a child with that mortal.

This is the reason why Haotian is really angry this time.

It's just that the person who did it this time is well hidden.

Even if he went back in time many times, he had probed countless times in the long river of time and space but could not detect the murderer.

However....

Being able to hide from him does not mean that you can hide from a saint.

"Demon Clan, isn't it good to fall down like this? I have to make another incident..." Hao Tian whispered, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

"And... Elucidate! Western teaching!

Of course, this last sentence, Haotian did not say it, but it sounded in his heart.

......

Flood Barren Heaven!

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

The hooded head galloped through the chaos.

Not long after stepping into the chaos, Haotian felt a strand of rhyme in this endless chaos, and that rhyme seemed to be guiding him.

Haotian's face suddenly smiled.

Then he followed the wisp of rhyme.

Not long after, a Dao Palace that Hao Tian was extremely familiar with in the distance came into his eyes.

Zixiao Palace!

As a place where he had stayed for hundreds of millions of years, how could Haotian be unfamiliar.

"Sir, his old man has not forgotten me."

Hao Tian's eyes suddenly showed an extremely excited color.

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

But when Haotian came to the Purple Xiao Palace, the original urgency disappeared without a trace, sorted out his clothes, and then walked towards the Purple Xiao Palace step by step.

Coming to the door of the Zixiao Palace, Haotian 'plopped', and directly knelt down, and the grievances and anger in his heart suddenly surged up.

"Sir, you have to be the master of Tong'er!"

Hao Tian's head fell directly and shouted with a crying voice.

Then he knelt here and did not move.

As for what to do, Haotian believed that in the midst of the flood, nothing could be hidden from his eldest master.

After counting the breaths.

Although it was cold, a warm voice suddenly sounded in Haotian's heart.

"Idiot... If you have become a heavenly emperor, you must have the appearance of a heavenly emperor, and why should you consider yourself a child. Hongjun's voice came out from the Zixiao Palace.

"Sir, no matter what Tong Er becomes, Tong Er will always be your Tong Child."

Hearing Hongjun's voice, Haotian's eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed directly without fighting.

If this matter was told to the flood and desolation, those immortals in the Heavenly Court, I am afraid that one hundred out of a hundred would not believe in such a thing.

That Heavenly Emperor... How is it possible to cry?

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun looked at Hao Tian, who was crying like a tearful man outside the Zixiao Palace, and although the expression on his face did not change, he also sighed slightly.

"That's it!"

"Since you have become a Heavenly Emperor, you must have the appearance of a Heavenly Emperor... This is the first time, but also the last time, you know!

Hongjun's voice entered Haotian's ears.

"Master Xie!"

Haotian, who cried into tears, bowed down directly, and although the tears stopped, his eyes were still red.

"Go back!" Hong Jun said softly.

"Yes!"

Hearing Hongjun rushing people, Haotian did not dare to hesitate, and once again sounded his head, before getting up and leaving, stepping into the vast chaos, and returning to the flood waste.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked at Haotian's back and sighed slightly.

"All the saints quickly come to the Zixiao Palace to see me-"