"Second Brother, I'm going back to Mount Hua."
Yang Chan said, her expression gloomy.
Seeing such an Asura field today, and so many dead Heavenly Soldiers and Dragon Army troops, left her feeling faintly unwell.
"That's fine!"
Yang Jian nodded and looked toward the sky. "I'll go to the Heavenly Court first to report back. When you have time in the future, come to Guanjiang Mouth more often to see Mother."
After years of effort, he had still managed to rescue his mother.
Yang Chan said, "I know."
An auspicious cloud drifted up, and Yang Chan rode it away.
Zhang Boshi said, "Isn't the Three Holy Mothers a little too... She couldn't even take a scene like this?"
He turned his head for a look, coughed twice, and his face turned green on the spot...
"Ugh!"
Zhang Boshi started vomiting.
The others looked at him in surprise. Zhang Boshi waved his hand. "Sorry, I couldn't hold it in. It's just too disgusting. If you don't believe me, look..."
It would have been better if the others had not looked. Once they did...
"Ugh!"
After the battle ended, the battlefield reeked with blood to the heavens, mixed with the corpses and entrails of Heavenly Soldiers and naval troops. The seawater had been dyed bloodred, piled full of bodies that drifted with the waves.
Who knew how many Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, hit by the stench of blood, clutched their stomachs and began vomiting without doing anything else.
Assaulted by the bloody stench, then hearing the rising and falling sounds of vomiting all around, even the Mei Mountain Brothers felt their stomachs churn like rivers overturned and seas upended.
Yang Jian gave a dry cough. "Let's go!"
He tossed the dragon claw onto them, then was the first to fly toward