Yang Jian's Regret! Haotian's Tearful Plea Before the Purple Firmament Palace

"Mother... Mother..."

As Yang Jian gradually regained consciousness, an unprecedented feeling of weakness washed over him.

But strangely, even in this state of extreme weakness and immobility, Yang Jian emanated a unique warmth, as if...

"Mother--"

A figure flashed through Yang Jian's mind, his eyes snapped open, and he instantly became fully awake.

The previous weakness and warmth had vanished without a trace, leaving only...

An endless expanse of emptiness.

At that instant, a golden light suddenly burst forth between his forehead, and in an instant, the endless void stretching for billions of miles around him seemed to be seen by him.

"This..."

Yang Jian was somewhat at a loss for what to do about the scene before him.

Exploring a radius of hundreds of millions of miles is not difficult for a Great Daluo Golden Immortal, and the range of divine sense exploration is far beyond that.

But...

At this moment, Yang Jian merely glanced at it, without even activating the slightest bit of his Law Power.

Subconsciously, Yang Jian raised his hand to touch his forehead...

Really.

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

"The Heavenly Eye... has opened?"

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

"No need to touch it anymore, that eye belongs to you!"

"Who?"

Yang Jian was suddenly startled, his hair standing on end. He quickly channeled his magic Law Power and entered a state of combat readiness.

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

Yang Jian's face showed disbelief.

He didn't even realize someone had touched him from behind.

How is that possible?

Putting aside the fact that his third Heavenly Eye on his forehead was constantly observing the vast emptiness around him.

Even with his strength as a Daluo Golden Immortal, he shouldn't have been able to be sneaked up behind him. If the other person hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have even noticed them.

"May I ask who you are, senior? And where is this place?"

Yang Jian clasped his hands in a respectful bow and asked in a deep voice.

However, his expression remained unwavering, his entire body radiating Law Power, maintaining a state where he could launch an attack at any moment.

"Senior?"

Upon hearing Yang Jian's voice, the figure who had been facing away from Yang Jian slowly turned around and looked at Yang Jian.

That face—who else could it be but the Heavenly Emperor Haotian?

The moment Yang Jian saw the Heavenly Emperor's face, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes filled with resentment.

"Haotian, give me back my mother!"

With a loud roar, Yang Jian charged directly at Haotian without the slightest hesitation, his powerful Daluo Law Power undiminished.

The void trembled, and a powerful divine Divine Ability was brewing a thunderous strike.

But...

For Haotian, the number one person below the Sage... Yang Jian is too weak.

He was so weak that he didn't even need to make a move.

Haotian merely glanced at Yang Jian.

It lacked the grand scale of Yang Jian's attack, and... it was even unclear whether any Divine Ability were used.

Yang Jian collapsed into the void, completely powerless to attack Haotian.

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

This was very similar to the weakness he felt before he woke up, but even so, Yang Jian's bloodshot eyes were still fixed on Haotian.

Unmoved by Yang Jian's hatred, Haotian floated towards Yang Jian, who was slumped in the void, his expression indifferent.

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

Haotian approached Yang Jian, pressed a single finger against Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye his eyebrows, forcing him to look into Yang Jian's eyes, which were bloodshot and filled with hatred.

"Do you know how much I hate you?" Haotian said coldly, his fingers pressing against Yang Jian exerting slight force, sending Yang Jian flying.

Yang Jian tumbled in mid-air, completely powerless, unable to move or shout.

But the cold sweat constantly pouring down his forehead clearly showed that Haotian's flick of the finger was no joke.

Then... Haotian's figure appeared beside the rolling Yang Jian, extending a finger, exactly the same as before, Haotian's single finger pointing at Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye his eyebrows.

Haotian's calm gaze met Yang Jian's pale eyes, which were filled with hatred.

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

Then, Yang Jian was stopped by Haotian once again, with Haotian still pressing one hand against Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows.

Although the repeated blows to the Heavenly Eye caused Yang Jian, Daluo Golden Immortal, to break out in a cold sweat from the pain, his gaze remained stubbornly fixed on Haotian.

His gaze remained unwavering, still filled with intense hatred.

Haotian didn't care at all about Yang Jian's hatred. Instead, he looked at the Heavenly Eye between Yang Jian's brows and spoke softly after a few breaths.

"Daluo Immortal for ten thousand years... Do you really think this is your extraordinary talent that has shocked the Primordial World?"

"This Heavenly Eye has been with you for ten thousand years. I think you probably still don't know what this Heavenly Eye is!"

"Heavenly Eye..."

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat.

Haotian was right. Although the Heavenly Eye had been with him for ten thousand years, he actually did not know what Heavenly Eye was.

Even when he asked his master, his master only said that it was an extremely precious treasure or Divine Ability, but could not identify what it was.

However, Yang Jian never paid too much attention to it.

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

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

"The Heavenly Eye... is a treasure I gave to my sister Yaoji, who is also your mother. It is her only hope to break through to the Daluo," Haotian said softly.

Although the voice was soft, it struck Yang Jian like a thunderbolt, causing even his stubbornly resolute gaze of hatred to waver.

"You didn't expect that, did you!" Haotian said softly, "What you thought were innate supernatural Divine Ability and innate spiritual treasures were actually gifts from your mother."

"And... she's your mother's only hope of breaking through to the Daluo."

Yang Jian, who should have been completely exhausted at this moment, uttered intermittent sounds. Although they were faint and barely audible, they were undoubtedly Yang Jian's voice.

"Wh... what do you mean?"

"I underestimated you." Haotian looked at Yang Jian in front of him, a look of surprise in his eyes.

He himself knew best the methods he had used against Yang Jian.

Even Quasi-Sage would find it difficult to move under such restraints, yet Yang Jian, a mere Daluo Immortal, was still able to struggle and speak.

However, seeing Yang Jian paralyzed in the void and unable to move, Haotian suddenly lost the will to continue toying with him.

Haotian slowly withdrew his fingers from Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye, and looking into Yang Jian's eyes, Haotian began to explain softly.

"Yaoji's aptitude is very poor... so poor that if she were to cultivate on her own, she might not even be able to become Heavenly Immortal."

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

"This means that Yaoji is destined to be unable to break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm without external assistance, but if she does break through with external assistance..."

"Aside from a very few treasures that even I cannot obtain, using external forces to break through will inevitably limit Yaoji's chances of advancing further."

"And the Heavenly Eye... is the only treasure I can obtain that can help Yaoji break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal, improve Yaoji aptitude, and even give her the potential to advance further and become Quasi-Sage."

"But then he met your damned father, and you came into his life..."

"Originally, Yaoji found a lover and had a child. Even if her husband was just a mortal, as her brother, I should still offer my blessings, even if I felt uncomfortable about it."

"But Yaoji, she gave you her only hope of breaking through to the Heavenly Eye..."

"Now that you have broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal, you should be able to understand the difference between breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal and not having broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal."

"Tell me... should I hate you?"

Haotian spoke softly, but Yang Jian, who had not changed color when faced with Haotian's torture before, now had red eyes.

Unlike his previous hatred for Haotian, the hatred in Yang Jian's eyes at this moment was entirely directed at himself.

Although he harbored hatred for Haotian, as a cultivator and a Daluo Golden Immortal, Yang Jian understood that what Haotian said at this moment was not a lie.

"Do you understand now? All the suffering your mother and your whole family have endured is because of you," Haotian whispered in Yang Jian's ear.

"It's all because of me..."

"I... I stole my mother's hope?" Yang Jian was unable to move, but his heart was roaring with rage.

An overwhelming sense of self-reproach welled up inside me.

Although he doesn't usually show it much, deep down he's always been proud of his cultivation speed as a ten-thousand-year-old Daluo Golden Immortal.

It was precisely because of this rapid progress in his cultivation that he had an unwavering belief in rescuing his mother.

But at this moment...

What a load of rubbish about being a genius, what a load of rubbish about Daluo eternity. Everything he has is a gift from his mother.

Moreover, the suffering his mother endured was all because of him.

His beliefs shattered into dust at that moment.

Looking at Yang Jian now, Haotian finally showed a satisfied expression, even though he had promised Yaoji that he would not kill Yang Jian.

But...

Yang Jian is alive and well.

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

By turning Yang Jian into his current state, he had finally gotten his revenge.

As for whether Yang Jian will continue like this or move on afterward, he no longer cares.

With a single step, Haotian arrived outside the Netherworld Underworld. Turning to look at the Netherworld Underworld, Haotian's expression was cold.

His original purpose in coming here was to retrieve the power of the Heavenly Eye, integrate it into Yaoji's soul, and reincarnate her.

At the same time, it also washes away Yang Jian's 10,000 years of taint on the power of the Heavenly Eye, allowing the Heavenly Eye and Yaoji to merge perfectly.

But in the end...

Although Yaoji entered the cycle of reincarnation and was reborn, the power of her Heavenly Eye... still remained with Yang Jian.

A hint of sadness flashed in Haotian's eyes, disappearing in an instant. Its appearance and disappearance were so fast that even a Quasi-Sage would probably not be able to detect it.

Haotian had already reverted to his majestic appearance as the Heavenly Emperor, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Although the objective wasn't achieved this time, it wasn't a complete loss; at least...

He finally found out who had plotted against him and his sister Yaoji.

Calculation?

That's right, it's all about scheming.

Although Yaoji was born a mortal and became a goddess, she still retained a mortal heart, but...

How could a Taiyi Golden Immortal possibly look down on a mere mortal?

Moreover, she willingly sealed away her magical Law Power, transformed into a mortal, and had a child with that mortal.

This is the real reason for Haotian's fury this time.

However, the person who made the move this time was very well hidden.

Even after he went back in time many times and searched the River of Space and Time countless times, he was still unable to find the murderer.

But...

Being able to deceive him doesn't mean you can deceive Sage.

"The Demon Race, wouldn't it be better to just let things decline peacefully? Why do they have to cause more trouble..." Haotian murmured, a cold glint in his eyes.

"And... the Chan Sect! The Western Sect!"

Of course, Haotian didn't say the last sentence aloud; it only echoed in his heart.

The Primordial World Heaven Beyond Heaven!

Before the membrane of heaven and earth, Haotian gazed at the vast Chaos in the distance, and without the slightest hesitation, plunged headlong into the Chaos.

Head covered, it sped rapidly through the Chaos.

Not long after stepping into the Chaos, Haotian sensed wisps of Daoist principles within this endless Chaos, as if those principles were guiding him.

Haotian's face immediately lit up with joy.

Then they followed that wisp of Daoist essence.

Before long, a Dao Palace that Haotian was extremely familiar with came into his view in the distance.

Purple Firmament Palace!

How could Haotian not be familiar with the place where he had lived for hundreds of millions of years?

"The old man hasn't forgotten me."

Haotian's eyes immediately revealed an intense excitement.

Its already extremely fast speed increased by three times, and it flew swiftly towards the Purple Firmament Palace.

But when Haotian arrived in front of the Purple Firmament Palace, his previous urgency vanished instantly. He straightened his clothes and then walked step by step toward the Purple Firmament Palace.

Upon arriving at the gates of the Purple Firmament Palace, Haotian knelt down with a thud, his grievances and anger surging up within him.

"My lord, you must do justice for the boy!"

Haotian kowtowed directly, letting out a cry through his sob.

Then he knelt there and remained motionless.

As for what he would do, Haotian believed that nothing in the Primordial World could be hidden from his master.

After a few breaths.

A voice, though cold, instantly warmed Haotian's heart.

"Foolish child... Now that you have become the Heavenly Emperor, you should act like Heavenly Emperor. Why should you consider yourself a child?" Hongjun's voice came from the Purple Firmament Palace.

"My lord, no matter what I become, I will always be your servant."

Upon hearing Hongjun's voice, Heavenly Eye instantly turned red, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

If this were told to the immortals of the Heavenly Court in the Primordial World, probably 101 out of 100 would not believe it.

How could the Heavenly Emperor possibly cry?

Inside the Purple Firmament Palace, Hongjun looked at Haotian, who was crying his eyes out outside the Purple Firmament Palace. Although his expression remained unchanged, he still sighed slightly.

"Fine!"

"Now that you've become the Heavenly Emperor, you must act like Heavenly Emperor... This is the first time, but also the last, understand?"

Hongjun's voice reached Haotian's ears.

"Thank you, sir!"

Haotian, who was crying his eyes out, immediately knelt down. Although the tears had stopped, his eyes were still red.

"Let's go back!" Hongjun said softly.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Hongjun dismiss him, Haotian dared not hesitate. He kowtowed once more before getting up and leaving, stepping into the vast Chaos and returning to the Primordial World.

Inside the Purple Firmament Palace.

Hongjun sighed softly as he watched Haotian's retreating figure.

"All sages, come quickly to the Purple Firmament Palace to see me!"