Still Returning

706 Still Returning

In the lightning, Zhao Siqi's phantom suddenly pinched up a petal from a golden lotus and touched it to the center of Zhang Yantang's brow.

Dense Seal Script suddenly surfaced within the Jianmu Tree's annual rings—it was precisely the missing seventh scroll of the newly acquired Canghai Mirror Hundred Herbs Fragmentary Scroll, the "Chapter of Returning Ruins and Material Transformation."

The searing pain in Zhang Yantang's left eye abruptly vanished. Reflected in his pupils was the Wild Hollyhock struggling to survive in the cracks between the green bricks of the Coldlight Jade Palace. That tender yellow pierced through hundreds of thousands of years, blooming across the ruins of the Jade Pool into a sea of golden flowers that blotted out the sky.

"Boy of the Zhang Family, do you recognize this?" Qingshi Fulin's dragon claw curled into a loose fist, and the seventy-two Spirit Springs suddenly surged backward into a vortex.

Half of a charred Peachwood Sword rose from the depths of the spring. The two characters "Spring Omen" carved into its blade were seeping crimson beads of blood.

The fragmentary pages of the Canghai Mirror Hundred Herbs Fragmentary Scroll in Zhang Yantang's arms fluttered without wind. The scene of Zhao Siqi receiving her register at Mount Tai suddenly appeared—when she buried three strands of black hair beneath the Yellow Crown talisman seal, the Jianmu Tree's roots had already wound silently around her soul.

At that moment, those strands of hair were growing wildly upon the Peachwood Sword, congealing into binding ropes that shackled Zhang Yantang's four limbs.

So my family had already been targeted by the immortals above. Zhang Yantang roared inwardly and urged the Yuanmu Xuan'kao immortal foundation, but the Jade Peach Pendant suddenly sprouted thorns and pierced his palm.

The spirit plants he had