The Divine Tree shook, and the nine enormous crystals formed upon it suddenly began to crack.
The mournful cries grew louder. Suddenly, a figure was blasted out of the Divine Tree... it was the woman in white who had been bound in chains all this time.
She heard the mournful cries overhead, her expression desperate, as though she had no idea what to do.
Meanwhile, Witch Consort Chang'e slowly rose into the air atop her fire dragon.
"You... are you really my daughter?" The woman in white stared blankly at that face, so familiar yet so strange. She could not understand. If this was her daughter, why would she hurt her... even try to kill her?
"Whether I am or not no longer matters." Witch Consort Chang'e sneered. "In fact, I should thank you. Without you nourishing the Fusang Tree with your maternal love all these years, these nine dead Golden Crows could never have been reborn in fire!"
"What are you going to do to these children?" The woman in white's expression shifted, a vague sense of dread creeping over her.
"Hmph!" Witch Consort Chang'e snorted. "The Ten Suns once ruled the skies, arrogant and unrestrained, and brought death upon themselves... these nine brothers had only their own tyranny to blame! Now that they are being reborn, they ought to learn to behave!"
As she spoke, Witch Consort Chang'e raised the Eye of the Sun Mother.
The cylinder resembled a miniature sun, emitting blinding light and heat!
The mournful cries instantly grew louder... more anguished. Clutching her head, the woman in white was overwhelmed by pain! She launched herself into the air again, only for Witch Consort Chang'e to brutally force her down!
"Xihe, I don't know how you escaped!" Witch Consort Chang'e said fiercely. "But as long as